Title: Soundless Whisper

A/N: I do not intend for this story to be long so I have planned to get it done within two chapters. Don't ask me how I tend to do this, just wait patiently for updates. Thanks for reviewing.

Chapter 3 Realisation

Ciel Phantomhive sat, lazily, in his chair, watching as his loyal butler - once again - yelled at Maylene for stumbling and breaking the newly purchased china. Ciel smirked as he turned back around, pulling out from his desk a silver journal that came into his possession by sneaking into Sebastian's room while he was out. Carefully, so as not to crumple any of the pages, he opened the book to the first page that had writing on it. Sapphire eyes scanned the first page, slightly twitching at being called a brat.

How dare he, Ciel thought angrily before turning to the next page. Not seeing anything of interest in the first four pages, he continued rummaging through the journal before his eyes scanned over the tenth page or so. He blushed and a wide eye continued to read his butler's personal thoughts, not a word leaving his mouth. Finally, he had enough of reading and slammed the notebook closed. Sitting back - a deep shade of red amongst his cheeks, eye still a little wide - he milled over the new piece of information he had discovered. Getting up, he left his office without a word, disappearing down the hall he knew his butler wasn't coming from.

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Sebastian knocked twice on the door, silently waiting for his tiny master's permission to enter. After five minutes with no response, Sebastian opened the door.

"Young master?" came slipping from his lips as he crept inside the earl's study.

Opening the door a little wider he frowned, red eyes lazily looking where his master should be but, was not.

"Hm...that's a shame," he sighed. "Now the cake is going to go to waste."

He tapped his chin before red eyes spotted what appeared to be a sliver glint coming from the earl's desk. Stalking up to the mahogany wood, he picked up the item only to have his smirk decrease to an annoyed smile. Tucking his notebook into his suit, Sebastian walked out of the room. He was just about to enter into the next hallway before running back into Maylene.

"A-ah...S-Se-Sebastian," she blushed. "I-I'm sorry...u-um, I w-was just about to cl-clean some of the rooms...u-um..."

When she was getting no scolding or response, her blue eyes turned up to look at him.

"Uh...S-Sebastian is eve-everything alright?" she questioned.

Irritatedly, he looked at her. Not only was his carefully made work going to go to waste but, he also discovered that his master had read his journal.

"Yes, Maylene," he answered, not really looking at her. "Maylene, have you seen where the young master wandered off to?"

His red eyes finally locked onto the maid's, patiently waiting for a reply. Maylene paused for a moment, trying to remember where she had last seen the earl.

"A-ah! He said that he was going for a walk...I think," she whispered the last part to herself then to the butler.

Sebastian sighed, pushing the snack cart to the embarrassed maid.

"Here. Take this back to the kitchen and tell Bard and Finnian to go ahead and enjoy the cake," he said, sternly, walking past her and down a set of stairs.

He didn't bother turning around to see if the maid was fallowing orders. Instead, he was going to go give the young lord a piece of his mind.

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Ciel calmly sat on the edge of one of the garden fountains, eyes closed, allowing some of the cool air to wash over him.

"Young master," he heard a menacing snarl that made him jump, slightly.

"Sebastian?" he questioned, glancing up to the upset, demon butler.

Sebastian's red eyes narrowed as he leaned in closer to the boy. Ciel, still a little shaken from the menacing snarl, calmly leaned back a little, eyes still cold.

"Young master, you of all people should know how aggravating it is to have someone invade on your personal belongings without your permission first. Right?"

Ciel hummed in response. Sebastian twitched.

"Yes demon. Get on with it," Ciel urged him on, ignoring the glare he received.

"My lord, just because I am a demon does not mean you have the right to go messing around with my personal belongings as if they were some child's play things," Sebastian hissed, clasping the front of Ciel's jacket in his hand.

Ciel winced at the force but, continued to stare into those deep, scarlet eyes as his butler went on.

"Just like you, I also need my privacy and I do not take to kindly to having someone invading it."

Ciel, once again, blushed upon realizing how close they were to each other. His one blue eye observed those pale lips that were mere inches from his own. A strange heat started to boil inside of his stomach as he tentatively licked his own lips. Swallowing the lump forming in his throat, Ciel's eye looked up into Sebastian's flashing, wine-colored ones.

"Well, young master?" Sebastian growled, awaiting the boy's response.

'Its now or never,' Ciel thought as he dove forward and connected his lips with Sebastian's.

I smiled at the memory that continued to play in my mind. I faintly remembered the last time I was embarrassed and yet, happy like that. I stopped my reminiscing abruptly, upon hearing a small girlish giggle coming from down the hall. Peering over the edge of the wall, I saw something that made my blood boil. There, standing down at the end of the hallway was Sebastian and Ryannia, sharing some sort of conversation that they both were enjoying by the looks of it. It may have looked like that to any normal passerby but, I wasn't any normal passerby now was I? I saw more than just a talk between the two of them.

Her dark green eyes closed and her ever rosy cheeks brightened with that stupid smile she wore while listening to my butler speak. Sebastian's scarlet orbs held a small glint within them, one that only I had the pleasure of seeing when we were together. Clenching my hands into fists, I continued to watch the pair from afar, not really noticing the tiny sting that had started to develop from my fingernails digging into my palms. All my attention was on them. The two slowly moved closer to one another and...Oh my god! Was Sebastain developing a boner? I was pissed off by that.

"Oh dear. It seems that we are a bit late. I'm sorry that I kept you . I best be going now," I heard her say.

Leaning out a bit further, I saw that she had already begun to leave.

"I thank you for the joke. It really brightened my day," she said and I inwardly twitched at seeing that harlot smile.

I then saw Sebastian's lips form into a pleasant smile, not one of his placed ones either. My heart sank upon seeing his reaction. As he started to respond to Ryannia, I started back towards the solitude of my room, not bothering to stay around any longer to hear what was said. My mind was whirling with thoughts of the two. Passing by a clear glass window I noticed that a couple of tears had slipped out of my eyes without me noticing. Quickly, I put on my cold, complex mask, just in case I were to cross anyone on my way back towards my room. It was a good thing that I did that because, shortly after, I passed by Finnian, who was trying to get Pluto back outside.

"Finnian!" I yelled at him in my normal tone of voice, making the gardener freeze up and turn around.

"A-ah! Young master."

I stepped closer to them, glaring at the naked dog that growled at me. Seeing the way I was looking at Pluto, Finnian instantly started to form some kind of response. I really didn't care, so long as that mutt was out of my house.

"I was just going to the kitchen to give him his meal but, it looks like Pluto followed me inside," Finnian exlaimed, smiling and rubbing the back of his neck.

I smirked, knowing it was an obvious lie and said, "You do know that the kitchen is the other way, don't you? Finnian?"

My eye narrowed playfully upon his nervous form.

"Y-yes young master?" he asked, looking down at me curiously.

"Whatever mess you and that mutt made, I suggest you get it cleaned up before Sebastian finds out. You don't want a repeat of the last time, do you?"

I grinned, darkly. That sent him scampering away.

"A-ah yes!!! Come on Pluto! We have to hurry before Mister Sebastian get's there..." Finnian yelled, running down the corridor, followed by the excited demon dog.

I sighed, shaking my head, and entered my room. I went directly to my bed thinking back to Sebastian and that woman in the hall. I don't really know why but, I started to feel a bit sleepy. I laid down onto the lavender-scented sheets, closed my eyes, and let the silent peace lull me to sleep. When I opened my eyes again, what I saw both stunned and torn me completely. Sebastian and Ryannia were in my bed, kissing like newly-formed lovers and holding each other tightly in each others arms, naked bodies sprawled out on the poor bed. Ryannia's long black hair stuck to most of her flesh, her cheeks flushed and her eyes closed, enjoying the pleasure that Sebastian was giving her.

I could already feel the tears running down my cheeks as my heart slowly began to be crushed by my tightening chest. Pain started to coil its ugly fingers around my throat, my body shaking from shock. I tried to turn away but, found that I could not tear my eyes away nor move for that matter. An invisible force held me in its grip, forcing me to watch as the scene progressed through my mind's eye. My ex-lover climbed upon her, groaning as he pressed inside of her, making her moan out of pain at being penetrated. The bed sheets wrinkled and stained by their bodies' performances, following along with their movements.

I closed my eyes hoping to escape this terrible nightmare. When I opened my eyes again, the sight was gone and I was safely inside my bedroom once more. My heart was still beating rapidly in my chest. The pain was still faintly there as well as the tears that still flooded from my eyes. A knock on the door brought me out of my thoughts. Quickly wiping my tears away a, "Come in," slipped from my mouth as I put my mask back in place.

"Young master."

'That voice...could it be?'

My eyes looked towards the door and my breath caught inside my throat upon seeing Sebastian standing there, perfect as ever.

"Sebastian?" I questioned, voice a little hoarse from sleep.

Sebastian camly strode into the room, a deep frown in place.

"Young master what are you doing in here? You're supposed to be working, not laying around like a lazy cat."

Sebastian's eyes narrowed, annoyed with me. I blinked before going back into my lord-of-the-house-mode.

"Sebastian, when is Lord Randall suppose to arrive again?" I asked, not bothering to look in his direction.

"Lord Randall is supposed to arrive tomorrow evening along with Sir Alrmond from the Spanish trades," I heard him answer, with a non-caring sound to his voice.

I nodded in approval, trying not to show how hurt I was by his attitude.

"Tell Ryannia to help Finnian trim the garden and to go shopping tomorrow for more of the supplies that we lack. "

Among hearing Ryannia's name, I noticed Sebastian got that gleam in his eyes again, making a small burning sensation erupt inside my chest.

"Yes, my lord. Will there be anything else?" he asked, eyes trained upon me.

Shifting into a more comfortable position, I looked up at him, finally seeing a chance to tell him.

"Yes, there is actually. Sebastian I'm..."

A crash interrupted me before I could finish telling him the truth.

"Sorry, young master. There is something that I must attend to."

He bowed and left me alone once more. I sighed, pulling my knees to my chest and hugging them tightly. I allowed my sadness and heartache to crash over me.

"Sebastian...have you truly forgotten about me?" I cried, silently.