Ichigo: Hey guys! Long time no see! No really. It's been far too long because a certain lazy-ass author never had the brains to get back on her computer to start writing the next chapter. NO, she was too busy getting back to school, doing AP shit, and studying and whatnot.

R.C.: OI OI OI! School is a perfectly good excuse for not being able to continue the next chapter! AP Bio isn't exactly the easiest class to excel in! I'd like to see your shinigami ass try and juggle school life and fanfictions!

Kaname: *sneaks up behind Ichigo and pounces on him, smashing their lips together while they both fall to the ground*

R.C.: *sigh* Kaname do you mind, we were in the middle of a VERY important conversation, if your stupid pureblood senses hadn't noticed.

Kaname and Ichigo: -locked in a passionate embrace while snogging each other senseless and rolling around the floor*

R.C.: …..Guys? Uh guys….? Ya know my readers can see you two making out right?

Kaname and Ichigo: -still kissing each other in a fervent embrace- (intentionally ignoring R.C.)

R.C.: *pissed* SHINIGAMI CHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!

Kaname and Ichigo: *passed out with big bumps rising on head*

R.C.: HMPF! That'll teach the idiots to never ignore me, the great R.C.! Anywho, I apologize to my readers who had to witness that. I dedicated a lot of time to writing this chapter so I really hope you guys like it! If you left any anonymous reviews then be sure to see my response to it at the bottom of the page.

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The yellow taxi drove off, leaving behind a man with his suitcases. He casually walked into the RDU (Raleigh-Durham) airport, rolling his luggage behind him, his duffle bag hanging securely on his right shoulder. There was quite the hustle and bustle in the airport: impatient people lined up at the check-in counters trying to get ahold of their boarding passes, others were walking, some were running, towards their gates on the upper floor so they wouldn't miss their flights. There was a loud chatter amongst the thousands of people in the building and though Sebastian heard noisier crowds, this was just painful even for the demon.

Spotting an escalator, he walked over along with the other 30 or so people trying to board the same ride. He kept himself inconspicuous with his black sunglasses, a white shirt topped with a black leather jacket and some black skinny jeans. He had to admit that the jeans were nothing like his usual style, but the fashion in this century was simply ungodly so he had no choice but to fit in with the crows. He couldn't be drawing attention to himself with his customary butler outfit he'd come to adore so much.

Walking off the escalator, Sebastian made his way over to the security line and waited behind the crowd of people. He didn't like to call himself a misanthrope but he couldn't deny that he strongly disliked humans. Their ways of living and socializing disgusted him and he saw no real purpose behind any of it. There was a baby boy crying in his stroller while his parents hardly paid any attention to him, another kid was playing video games while his mother ushered him to stop, a teenager constantly texting on her phone and an adult who, although she looked dignified, Sebastian could smell, almost taste, the smell of alcohol and cigarettes leaking out of her scent. Tch. Trash.

He wasn't surprised though. Most humans have decreased their standing in Sebastian's point of view. Throughout the years, humans have become more desperate in their search for power and money and their greed has defined their being. Most have sold themselves to the tempting call of prostitution while others have used dirty methods to work their way up to the top. Not that this was severely different from the past centuries, it was an increase and it surprised the demon that the rate these humans were falling was quick; more so than he expected.

The line started moving and Sebastian soon found himself getting a full body examination by the security guard. The man gave him the thumbs up after approving his boarding pass and passport. Suddenly the beeper went off in the X-RAY machine. The man behind the computer pulled out Sebastian's luggage and motioned for Sebastian to join him in the private booth.

"Sir, it seems the computer detected something in your suitcase. I'll have to conduct a thorough search of it," he said in a domineering tone.

"Oh that's perfectly fine with me," Sebastian replied smoothly, a sly grin spreading across his lips. This should be interesting. The man pulled on some blue, latex gloves, unzipped the suitcase and started sorting through the neatly folded clothes, trying to avoid messing them up. He continue his search until he found something. He spared Sebastian a brief glance before returning his attention to the odd object in front of him. He took the elegant, black box and inspected the outside. It was made of velvet, with some sort of odd markings lining the outside; like some satanic text. He opened the box and furrowed his brow. What the hell? He turned the box around for Sebastian to see. Said demon turned his gaze towards the multiple silverware neatly stacked in the box. He really couldn't go anywhere without them. He supposed he would have to explain himself.

"Ah you see, it's for the plane. I don't trust using those plastic pieces of garbage to eat my food. I much prefer to use my own," Sebastian said in a smooth voice, his head tilted to the side and an oddly warm smile on his face. The security guard gave him a suspicious look but he seemed to be telling the truth. Weird dude. He placed the box back into the suitcase and zipped it back up, handing the 48 lb. object over to Sebastian.

"Have a good day sir." With that he went back over to the computer to continue checking the bags of the passengers. Sebastian grabbed his suitcase and started rolling it behind him. Oh trust me, I intend to.

He descended the escalator and continued walking. There were multiple restaurants and bars surrounding him on either side. He had to admit, he even developed a slight liking for some these airport restaurants. Well, rather one in particular: The Hungry Cat. They had themed their restaurants around cats and their waiters and waitresses had to dress in cat ears and a cat tail. It really was amusing. Their menu was something else entirely: they served bite-sized sandwiches, little crumpets and scones and amazing salads that couldn't be beat. It was like Victorian Era all over again. Of course there was nothing like the food in the old days but Sebastian had to admit it was pretty darn close. Though it was tempting to walk into the restaurant and order his usual meal, he had a flight to catch. He passed the restaurant and headed towards his gate. Looks like they were just about to start boarding.

"Ladies and Gentleman, we are now boarding flight A1875 (1) with nonstop service to London. All senior class citizens and families with infants, please make your way to the counter. All passengers please have your boarding pass and passport ready. Thank you." The flight attendant put the microphone down and started swiping the boarding passes under the scanner, tearing them along the dotted line and handing them back to the passenger. In no time, she'd zipped through the first group of passengers and was ready for the next batch. "We will now be boarding all business class and first class passengers. Please make your way to the counter," she said hastily as the next crowd rolled in. Sebastian quickly made his way to the front of the line and gave his boarding pass to the lady, and quickly walked down the hallway, making sure no one was following him. He had to do this right.

He boarded the plane and smiled warmly at the flight attendant who was preparing the food cart. Sebastian made his way to the front of the plane until he found his seat in the Business Class area. He looked around him to make sure no one was present. He had to do this quickly and efficiently. He put his suitcase on the seat and unzipped it. He moved the piles of neatly folded clothes aside until he hit the bottom of the suitcase. He pulled a latch to reveal a large compartment with a body curled in a fetal position: Ciel Phantomhive.

It'd been a day since Sebastian kidnapped the boy and the blow to his head wasn't going to knock him out for very long so Sebastian, though hesitant at first, slipped the boy a sleeping pill. He took Ciel back to his hotel room and packed up all of his belongings, inserting Ciel into the hidden compartment. Considering it'd probably been a good 24 hours since Ciel last took a shower, naturally Sebastian had to bathe him and change his clothes. He fit Ciel in a pair of jeans and a navy blue polo shirt to compliment his hair along with a pair of black vans. He'd made sure to create an air pocket so the boy could breathe in his cramped position. He had to admit that he was a little nervous when the security guard pulled him aside. He let out a sigh of relief when the guard didn't notice the latch; he'd have been in a tough situation with only a limited amount of options available. But he got through with zero complications.

The demon carefully picked the boy out of the compartment, one hand under his knees and the other behind his back. He sat him down in the seat, making sure he looked comfortable. Sebastian took a pillow from the suitcase and placed it behind Ciel's head and placed a blanket over his body, making sure to cover his legs in case they got cold. Ciel had a serene look on his face, despite his situation, though he wasn't aware of it quite yet. His brow wasn't furrowed in anger, his body wasn't shaking, he didn't look scared out of his mind like he did moments before Sebastian was forced to hit him over the head and cause him to fall under the clutches of darkness. He felt a pang of guilt as his thoughts traveled to the terrified and frightened look on Ciel's face. He made him petrified out of his mind, desperate for help; struggle to escape from his grasp. But it had to be done. He'd waited 200 years to be reunited with his soul mate. Though he'd lived for longer than he cared to remember, he wasn't going to wait another second for his time with Ciel. He was tired of spending his life isolated from everyone and everything (except for his cats of course). All he had was his memories of the painful past and now was the time to outlive it.

Distant voices pulled him out of his thoughts. The rest of the passengers were boarding. Sebastian quickly paced his suitcase and spared one last, longing glance at Ciel. He leaned over and kissed the boys' forehead, letting his lips linger for a moment.

"Just wait a little bit longer, Bocchan" he whispered against the boys' temple. As he pulled away people started filing into the aisles, placing their luggage overhead and taking their seats. Sebastian made his way back to the entrance of the plane. He couldn't be on the same plane as Ciel. When and if Ciel wakes up, it would be incredibly hard for Sebastian to resist temptation and hurry over to Ciel just to spend time with him and reassure him that things would be alright. But the boy would probably freak out if he saw Sebastian's face and that was the last thing he needed to occur on a plane.

As he exited the aircraft, he passed a young boy with golden hair and green eyes, wearing a white shirt and some plaid pants. He slowed down just enough to whisper something and convey a quick message. "Keep an eye on him. Make sure he doesn't get out of control," he said as he kept staring ahead. He hated not being able to stay but he had to get to London before the plane arrived to make sure everything was prepared.

"Yes sir," Finny replied. He continued on his way towards the business class section and squeezed his way through the crowd of people lining the aisles. He hauled his suitcase in an empty space in the overhead compartment. He spotted Ciel lying down with his seatbelt already buckled, sleeping in his seat. How long had it been since Finny saw his Bocchan? Not including the time he saw Sebastian placing him inside his luggage. It felt so weird seeing him up close like this. Even as a servant back in the old days he wasn't able to see Ciel sleeping so peacefully. Usually he was always throwing a fit of some sort, demanding for sweets or something along those lines. But he might've changed. He may not even be the same Ciel Phantomhive that Finny used to serve 200 years ago. But Sebastian was sure to change that. Ciel was going to be in for quite the roller coaster ride after they arrived in London.

Finny took his seat a couple rows in front of Ciel just to keep his distance. The boy would probably be able to recognize Finny after they broke into his house and he didn't want to take any chances.

"Good morning ladies and gentleman," the captain's voice said over the intercom system. "Welcome aboard British Airways Flight A1875 with non-stop service to London. Looks like it'll be a pretty steady flight today; no heavy winds are in sight. The total flight will span about 8 hours and 50 minutes. We should be arriving at around approximately 4:00 in the afternoon their time. We will be taking off shortly. Thank you." Finny took in a large breath. There was no turning back after this.

The flight attendants walked through the aisles making sure all the passengers had their seat belts buckled and that all electronic devices were switched off. After 10 minutes, the plane was rolling on the runway first at a slow rate, but then picked up speed and took off into the air.

Finny let out a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding. They were through the first obstacle. Not to say that it was the only they had to overcome; there were bound to plenty more to come. This was just one of the many that they had just barely succeeded in accomplishing. It was going to be really difficult from here on out once Ciel gained consciousness and Finny still had no idea why Sebastian entrusted him to looking after the boy. This was going to be rough.

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"Good afternoon ladies and gentleman. This is your captain speaking from the flight deck. We apologize for the bumpy ride; the winds up here were somewhat rough contrary to what we initially thought. But it should be smooth sailing from now on. We're at an altitude of about 20,000 feet so I'll be turning off the 'Fasten Seatbelt' sign, but please keep your seatbelt fastened while you're seated. We'll reach London about 4:00 pm. Please sit back, relax and enjoy the flight. Thank you." The intercom turned off.

Finny turned around in his seat and peeked into the aisle behind him to see Ciel still sleeping peacefully in his seat. He didn't even stir once. Finny sighed. He just wanted the boy to wake up already so the butterflies in his stomach would chill out! He should've brought a sedative with him. Dammit.

After about an hour of watching Scooby Doo and reading some gardening magazines, Finny unbuckled his seatbelt and walked up the aisle to use the bathroom. He immediately covered his mouth and nose after closing the door because of the repulsive smell circulating about. He couldn't even uncover his nose for fear of smelling something against Mother Nature. He quickly did his business, washed his hands while holding his breath and immediately shot out of the bathroom, nearly running into someone. He leaned against the opposite wall and gasped in large breaths of fresh air, trying to get the putrid scent out of his nostrils. T-that was plain horrid. The boy was about to walk to his seat when he noticed Ciel beginning to stir. This could get interesting.

The blue-headed boy blinked his eyes a few times before fully opening them. Sunlight filtered through the small window into his vision and he automatically turned his head the other way to avoid the blinding light. He mumbled to himself before bringing his hand up to rub his eye and stretched his other arm up. His legs extended outward, only to find that they couldn't go very far. His blanket suddenly fell off his shoulders and a cold gush of air hit his body. Goosebumps traveled on his skin but the boy didn't notice as he was too bothered by the fact that he was tens of thousands of feet above ground, flying in an airplane! Ciel scooted over to the window and looked over.

Fluffy white clouds surrounded the plane and he could see the bright blue sky so clearly from so far up. Looking down, all he saw was more blue….except it was moving…what? Ciel scrunched his brow and tried to focus in on the moving object below before he undeniably realized that he was flying above an ocean! He was flying to some unknown destination above the goddamn ocean! Ciel's heart started furiously pounding against his chest and there were twice the amount of butterflies in his stomach than there were back at his mansion when Sebastian broke in.

The nervous boy started taking in deep breaths of air trying to calm himself but to no avail. He didn't even know where this plane was headed! He looked around to see a few passengers sleeping with their blindfolds on their faces, some were watching TV and others were reading magazines, books etc. What was he supposed to do? A flight attendant came down the aisle and he quickly stood up and tapped her on the shoulder.

"Sorry, excuse me!" He said in a hurried voice. "W-where exactly is this plane headed?" If this plane was over the ocean, he assumed it to be the Atlantic so he had no idea where he'd be going. He supposed Europe was on the list, maybe Africa…perhaps Asia? The flight attendant looked confused when this small boy suddenly tapped her on her shoulder, looking frazzled. Did he board the flight not knowing its destination?

"Uh, well we're heading to London, England. We should be arriving around 4:00 pm their time. Excuse me, but where are your parents? Are they located in a different section or-…" the lady kept on asking question after question but Ciel stopped paying attention. London? I'm heading to fucking London? In England? T-that's practically half way around the globe! N-no…I have to get out of here! I have to get back!

"N-no! W-wait, there's been some misunderstanding! I'm not supposed to be on this plane; I-I'm not supposed to be going anywhere, let alone London! I have to go back home to my mom, I can't just leave her like this! Can't I call her or something?" Ciel kept shouting as question after question came pouring out of his mouth. He shook the flight attendants arm and she looked back at him with a bewildered expression. The commotion was drawing attention from other passengers as they turned their gaze at the frazzled boy shouting at the flight attendant with wide eyes. His hands were shaking and tears stared trickling down his porcelain face.

Soon another male attendant made his way down the aisle with a concerned look etched onto his face.

"What's going on? Is everything alright here?" he asked, glancing at the shaking boy.

"I'm not sure, this boy claims he's not supposed to be on this flight and I'm not sure if his parents are on board with him," she said. She was clearly worried about Ciel, but she couldn't do anything. It's not as if they could just turn back and go back to North Carolina and drop him off there. The male flight attendant looked a little concerned and turned his attention towards Ciel.

"Are your parents on board with you, or are you alone?" he asked in a stern voice. Ciel looked at him with wide, teary eyes. He didn't like this. He didn't like this at all. It seemed as if the man was scolding him and yet none of this was his fault. He just woke up on an airplane heading to London and he had no freaking idea how he got there in the first place. Of course his mother wasn't going to be on this plane with him….would she? No…she wouldn't. He didn't recall any family trips to London, otherwise she would've told him. Perhaps a surprise? No she would've told him that he'd be waking up on a goddamn airplane. Besides there's no way Rachel would consent to him going anywhere during school.

"My mom isn't here with me and I don't know where she is-," he started to say but got interrupted.

"Excuse me!" a voice out of nowhere said. The two flight attendants turned around to see a boy with blonde hair, dressed in a white shirt and plaid pants. "Sorry, but that's my little brother! We're on vacation right now and our parents are in London already. We're just going to meet them now," Finny said in a confident tone. He pulled out a card and showed the attendants his ID.

Finny Phantomhive. Age 22. Height 5'5". Brown eyes, Blonde hair. The flight attendants looked at his license and turned to Ciel.

"What's your name?" the female flight attendant asked. Ciel heard the question but didn't answer. He was too busy focusing on Finny. Wasn't he the same boy who broke into his house? What was he doing on the plane with him? Why was he helping him? This didn't make any sense but Ciel knew the blond kid had some ulterior motives behind his innocent façade. Besides it's not like he could just say, "That boy tried to kidnap me 3 days ago and now he's on the same flight as me!" Especially after he made the false claim he was Ciel's older brother. He didn't know what exactly was going on but he was going to get to the bottom of this.

"Ciel Phantomhive," the boy replied with confidence. The blond-headed boy was screwed. Making the assertion that he was related to Ciel was the wrong move to make. Whatever name was on his ID surely wasn't going to match Ciel's surname. No one in the world shared his last name and this kid certainly wasn't going to be the first. Looks like he didn't think this through.

"Alright well, it'd be best to keep an eye on your little brother here, Finny. It seems he woke up in a fit not knowing where he was or why he was here. Just be sure to keep him under control," the male flight attendant said before turning around and heading to the front of the plane, his female companion trailing behind him. Ciel furrowed his brow. What? They actually believed Finny? No…wait he didn't want to be left with this guy. He tried to kidnap him for heaven's sake! Ciel was startled when Finny turned his attention to the boy. He flashed him a goofy, smile and awkwardly placed his arms behind his head and clenched his other hand into a nervous fist. Ciel furrowed his brow. Looks like he wasn't entirely sure what he was doing. Maybe he could use this to his advantage and extract some well-deserved information from the fool.

"…ahaha…well I'm glad that worked out…somehow…" Finny trailed off. What a buffoon. He had absolutely no idea what he was doing. Ciel smirked. This might work.

"Hmm. I admit your little charade was believable but just barely," Ciel said, standing tall and somewhat confident, his arms crossed against his chest. "So do you plan on telling me, brother? Why am I here?" Ciel asked, placing a mocking emphasis on 'brother'. Finny opened his eyes and his smile slowly faded away when he saw the mischievous look on Ciel's face. Maybe he wouldn't be able to pull this off. This kid may not be the exact same person as Bocchan but he sure had the same air of confidence and arrogance as before.

"Uh…..w-well….I-I'm really not supposed to say anything a-about this…." Finny averted his eyes off to look at the window. This was really bad. Sebastian was going to quite literally kill him if he even uttered a single word to Ciel about his plan or about him. He didn't anticipate the boy gaining consciousness until the plane landed. Looks he was gonna have to improvise but it was easier said than done and Finny wasn't exactly an expert on it. Every time he tried hiding the large patches of flowers he'd killed in Ciel's garden, he didn't exactly get away with telling Sebastian excuses because of course the demon would be able to see right through it. It was slightly scary how similar Ciel and Sebastian were.

"Oh really? You'd lie to your 'little brother'?" Ciel asked, his eyes turning soft and longing. He interlaced his hands together and placed them in front of his chest. His bottom lip slipped out just a nudge and he looked up at Finny with his sad and desperate puppy dog face. Tears started forming on the corner of his and eye and threatened to fall. Ciel wasn't too sure when he started being a pro at fake crying. But it worked every time he used it. He even utilized his secret weapon to ward off bullies back in elementary school. Finny looked down at his former master. Dammit! He can see right through me. He looked around his surroundings to find an escape of any sort but there was absolutely no way he could get out.

He suddenly heard sniffling and realized the tears made its escape from Ciel's eyes and they trickled down his cheek. "F-first you break into my house, you kidnap me f-from my s-school, then you separate me from my only other family I've got left, and p-put m-me on a plane when I-I h-haven't even done a-anything wrong! W-why would you do this to me, onii-chan?" Ciel nearly shouted out. His tears started coming down hard and his knees were about to give way. Finny's resolve started crumbling by the second. What was he supposed to do? Sebastian made it clear not to harm Ciel in any way, shape or form but he was clearly hurt; emotionally and mentally at least not physically. But if he told Ciel about the plant Sebastian was sure to murder him. Either way, he'd be in trouble.

"Ok, ok fine! I didn't do this on my own will; I'd never do something so heartless like separating you from your mother!" Finny grabbed Ciel and gave him a tight hug, hardly allowing the poor boy enough room to breathe. "Please don't be mad at me Ciel-Bocchan but if I don't follow Mr. Sebastian's instructions then he'll kill me for sure and-," Finny stopped mid-sentence and his hands flew up to his mouth and gasped. Shit! He said a little too much. Sebastian's name wasn't supposed to come up ever! Heh well so much for that plan. There was no escape from this point; he'd just have to tell Ciel.

Honestly Finny was never a big fan of Sebastian's plan he'd been concocting for Ciel. Spying and keeping an eye on him for the past few months was one thing. Attempting to kidnap him while he was home alone and defenseless was crossing the line and he had to confess he was happy that Ciel had somehow gotten away though he'd acquired so many injuries. They waited the rest of summer until school started and Sebastian let his anger take over when he threatened the school causing the whole campus to go on lock down. Poor Ciel, he had no idea what he was getting himself into. The kid didn't deserve this but no one went against Sebastian and that was a given unless you wanted to be beheaded.

Ciel stared up at the blonde and his eyes widened when Sebastian's name came up. His body started visibly shaking and those butterflies came flooding back into his stomach and started beating against his walls. His body temperature shot up and even though his body was cold, he was getting goose bumps on his skin while his hairs stood up on end. His legs suddenly started feeling like jelly and they gave out. He collapsed onto the seat; his eyes were staring off into the distance.

So it was Sebastian who'd brought him onto this plane. He guessed that the events from one day prior had escaped him when he woke up just a few minutes ago. How could he have forgotten? They should've been fresh in his mind. The sudden breaking of the glass from the door, the scratches and bruises, Sebastian chasing him throughout the school's hallways….and then….Ciel couldn't remember what happened afterwards. The next thing he knew, he woke up on a plane flying across the world to London, a place he's never been to before. It bothered him so goddam much that he had absolutely no idea what the hell Sebastian was planning in that messed up mind of his.

On one hand, Ciel wanted to know….no, he deserved to know why Sebastian was after him as if the boy were a rare and prized possession. On the other hand, Ciel wanted to get as far away from the man as possible. He undoubtedly knew that the man was dangerous. Those glowing red eyes that could see into your soul and bring out the most horrible qualities in a person, those canines that somehow elongated to form sharp fangs as if he was about to drain Ciel's body of every last drop of blood. Just like he did to that woman. God knows if he left enough in her so she could live. What if he wanted to do the same thing to Ciel? Yuck, that'd be gross as hell to start off with. If he wanted to, then he'd have already accomplished that goal a while ago. There'd be no point in prolonging his death otherwise. Then what did Sebastian want from him? Yeah he had money, quite a lot of it but it wasn't in London. And Ciel had a feeling that he didn't need to be kidnapped for it either. This had nothing to do with money, he thought. It had something to do with those dreams he had and although he had no idea how Sebastian knew about them or why he was in them, he knew that they had something to do with him being on the plane.

The boy had an irking feeling that there was more to Sebastian than met the eye and Ciel wasn't entirely sure if he really wanted to get the bottom of this despite his crave for mysteries. From the looks of it, he'd just have to arrive in London and then…well figure things out from there. He'd just have to wing it. All of this constant thinking was starting to give him headache and the sun was starting to set outside. If he didn't sleep now, he'd be severely jetlagged.

"B-Bocchan?" Finny asked. Ciel looked up at the blondie. He'd forgotten he was still standing there in front of him. He used that name again; Bocchan. What did that even mean? Sebastian called him that when he chased him around his school and he'd heard that name multiple times in his dreams.

"What does that mean?" Ciel asked. "Sebastian has called me that before but…I don't know what significance that has on me." Finny paused to think about how he was going to respond. He'd already screwed up by mentioning Sebastian's name and he knew he was going to get into trouble for it. If he told Ciel a little bit about his past, he'd still get into trouble. Either way Sebastian was going to kill him so it didn't really matter.

Finny sighed. "Bocchan means Young Master. Servants, maids and butlers use it to refer to the master of the house, or in your case, the young master of the house," he said, choosing his words carefully. He looked down at the boy and watched as a look of confusion grew on his face.

"What do you mean young master? I'm not the master of any house; I live with my mom. If anything, she's the "Madam" of the house," Ciel said, using air quotes with 'Madam'. Even if Finny tried to explain any further, Ciel wouldn't understand and Sebastian would have to deal with the confusion later on. He was just digging his grave every second he stood in front of Ciel trying to clear things up. But it's not like he had a choice. He didn't want Ciel to be scared shitless and clueless when they arrived.

"I-It's really not my place to reveal any of this to you, Ciel-Bocchan," Finny said. Ciel noted the conflicted look on his face. "You've been having dreams, haven't you? For the past few months…" he trailed off. Ciel's eyes widened. How did he know about those dreams? Dammit, why did everyone know about his dreams? For heaven's sake, they occur when he's asleep! How would anyone possibly know that Sebastian has been popping up every night?

"H-How did you kno-," Ciel started asking but got cut off.

"It doesn't matter how I know but all I can tell you is that Sebastian is after you because of them. Well…..kind of. There are other reasons that I'll get killed for if I tell you. But please believe me when I say that you're in no danger," he reasoned, hoping Ciel would somehow understand the sincerity in his tone.

"I'm in no danger?" Ciel asked with a sarcastic tone accompanied by an incredulous look on his face. "Are you kidding me? First you guys broke into my house and tried to kidnap me which ended in a trip to the hospital with a few broken ribs, and a bruised and weak body. Then Sebastian came after me in my school, somehow put the school on lock down on the bloody first day, he fucking killed a lady by draining her body of every last drop of blood she had, broke the glass in a door which cut my already healing body and he knocked me unconscious and you're telling me I'm in no danger? If anything, this is flight is a one-way ticket to more danger if you're leading me straight to him. I don't know what that creepy bastard has in store for me but I sure as hell know that I don't deserve any of it!" Ciel exclaimed. Sweat started forming on his brow and his chest was heaving from scolding Finny. The boy could feel the tears making their way to the corner of his eyes and a lump was forming in his throat. He tried to push it back down. He couldn't be weak. Not in front of the enemy.

Finny's heart broke at the sight of his young master breaking down. Sebastian would have to deal with Ciel and try to convince him otherwise.

"Well, when you put it that way, yeah Sebastian seems like a total ass and a legit pedophile who's after you but that isn't the case," Finny said. He couldn't believe he'd just bad mouthed Sebastian like that. If the demon heard him, the gardener would be denied meals for a year. Maybe even worse. "But no matter what I tell you, I can't convince you to believe me otherwise. Just…just wait until we get to London and then things will level out from there and you'll get all the answers to your questions." Finny wore a hopeful smile on his lips and the urge to hug the poor by was overwhelming but he couldn't. Ciel was already confused and freaked out; he didn't want to make it worse. Ciel stared down at his shoes, taking in all the information he was given. There was really nothing more Finny could do at this point. "Well, if you need anything, I'll be sitting a few seats ahead of you," he said, pointing back at his aisle seat. Ciel continued to look down at the floor but gave a slight, barely noticeable nod to Finny.

The blondie turned around and went back to his seat. He sat down and exhaled a sigh of relief. Well things could've gone worse.

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"Well ladies and gentleman, we're about 15 minutes from our destination. Please turn off and stow away all electronic devices. Please return to your seat and fasten your seatbelt and prepare for landing. Thank you." The intercom turned off.

Ciel let out a shaky breath. What was going to happen now? He wrapped his arms around his waist to calm the butterflies from fluttering about. He looked out the window. It was a relatively cloudy day. Parts of the blue sky were visible through the gray clouds and the sun shone through those gaps. A slight wind blew through the trees; it didn't look too hot. The engines on either side of the plane roared as the plane finally touched the ground, racing down the pathway at a rapid rate. It gradually moved at a slower speed, making its way towards the gate. As it came to a stop, the intercom turned on again.

"Well ladies and gentleman, we've arrived at our gate at terminal 2. Please be sure to take all of your luggage off with you. Be careful when you take your carry-on items out from the over bin compartments as they may have shifted during the flight. It's been a pleasure serving you today and we look forward to serving you on a future US Airways flight. Thank you and have a great day." The intercom turned off. Ciel got up and looked around him. Well he didn't bring anything with him so he stepped out into the aisle right behind Finny. The traffic of people was slow moving at first but it got moving after a long while. He exited the plane and walked to the end of the tunnel until the cold air hit his body. Even though it was early evening, there was quite the hustle and bustle in the airport. He followed Finny to a pillar and looked up at the blondie.

"Alright well this is where we part ways Bocchan. I have matters to attend to so you're on your own from here on out," Finny said as he reached into his backpack to retrieve something.

"Matters to attend to? Like telling Sebastian that I've arrived safely?" Ciel asked with a confident smirk. Finny looked down and his shoulders sagged.

"…Yeah. I said I'd report to him once we got here. But here," Finny said, quickly changing the topic. He put 100 pounds (2) into Ciel's hands. "If you want to buy something like food, here's some money."

"W-wait. You can't just leave me here; what am I supposed to do?" Ciel asked, a little worried.

"Don't worry, just be outside in the next 15 minutes next to the bus stops. There will be someone waiting for you and he'll take you to…well…..you know…," Finny trailed off.

"Who will be waiting for me? How will I know who he is if you don't tell me what he looks like?" Ciel asked.

"Oh you won't have to worry about that too much. You'll know once you see him. I'm sure he'll stand out a bit. But I really have to get going now! I'll see you later Bocchan! I hope things go well for you!" Finny said. He turned around and headed off into the opposite direction. Ciel looked at the money in his hands and stuffed them into the pocket. He wasn't going to use it. No doubt Sebastian gave it to Finny to give to Ciel and there was no way he'd accept anything from that creep.

Ciel looked around the airport and took in his surroundings. People were calming walking about, carrying duffle bags on their shoulders, computer bags and backpacks. Others were sprinting through the hallways with their suitcases being dragged behind them. Now that he thought about it, Ciel had never been out of the country before. He and Rachel always flew domestically whether their destination was the beach (which it was most of the time), different historical landmarks (due to Ciel's request), and visiting friends…what little they had.

He felt completely and totally out of place here. His mother wasn't here to guide and support him. He'd never been to an airport by himself and though at first, the thought seemed appealing but now that he was experiencing it first hand, it unnerved him a little bit and made him feel uncomfortable. He started getting goose bumps on his skin and a bad feeling forming in his gut but he shooed it away. He had to be strong now and he wasn't going to let Sebastian or any part of his plan get to his head.

Ciel started walking in a random direction, looking up at the ceiling for signs that would lead him towards the baggage claim. The exit was usually somewhere there. He walked a few more meters until an escalator met his eyes with a sign hanging above it saying, "Baggage Claim/ Bus Stops." He headed towards the escalator and took a step on the moving stages and descended to the base floor. He tapped his fingers against the railing of the escalator as the contraption lowered him down onto leveled ground. He looked around for the exit until he saw a red 'EXIT' sign hanging above an alcove. Ciel headed towards the doors as they automatically opened before him.

A cool breeze immediately hit his exposed skin though the warm weather countered his shivers. It was maybe 67°C so it wasn't unbearable. What was he supposed to do now? All around him, people were loitering around, making calls on their cell phones, signaling for a taxi, running to catch buses. He didn't know where he was supposed to go.

"Be outside in the next 15 minutes next to the bus stops. There will be someone waiting for you and he'll take you to…well…..you know…"

"Who will be waiting for me? How will I know who he is if you don't tell me what he looks like?"

"Oh you won't have to worry about that too much. You'll know once you see him. I'm sure he'll stand out a bit."

It wasn't much help but it was all he had. Ciel walked over to his right and awkwardly stood next to a bus stop. It'd been 13 minutes since he and Finny parted ways. He had two more minutes so he probably had to wait a little bit.

Who was going to pick him up anyways? Maybe it'd be that cook from the ramen restaurant he went to before. Ciel shook his head. No way; if the guy can't even cook noodles without blowing up the kitchen with a flamethrower then there was no way on earth that he'd be able to drive a car. Sebastian would have to be smarter than to trust the cook with such a task. Sitting behind a steering wheel seemed like too much. Then who else? The purple-haired girl? What was her name again? Meirin? Well she'd broken all of his china and glassware in his dining hall so he doubted she'd be able to control a moving vehicle. Then who else? Finny made it clear that he wouldn't be seeing the boy for a while so he was checked off the list as well.

The people around him all started turning their attention towards a certain direction, fingers pointing and voices whispering. Ciel looked around him. What was going on? He looked at the same direction everyone else seemed to be staring at and frowned. A gleaming , black limousine made its way towards the bus stops, the passenger door stopping right in front of Ciel. He furrowed his brown. Why was it stopping in front of him? The drivers' side door opened and a man stepped out onto the curb, closing the door behind him. He was a rather old man, maybe somewhere in his 70's. His gray hair was slicked back with large amounts of gel and his moustache was neatly shaved, giving him an elegant look. He wore black slacks, a white button shirt, a black vest topped with a black coat with tails flying behind him. His white gloves and monocle over his right eye were what baffled Ciel most. This guy looked like some character straight out of some Victorian Era novel.

Ciel looked around him. People started minding their own business started clearing the bus stops rather quickly while others headed inside the terminal. Ciel looked back at the man standing at the curb. He looked well-respected though he couldn't really find an explanation for his getup. The elder man walked towards him until he was standing only a meter away from the boy. Ciel was taken aback when the man suddenly bowed, his right hand over his heart. Well this was weird.

"Excuse my sudden appearance, Ciel-Bocchan," he said, straightening up. There was that name again. This was probably the man who was supposed to pick him up; the man whom he'd been waiting for. He certainly fit Finny's description. He did attract quite a bit of attention. "My name is Tanaka and I've been sent by Sebastian to escort you to his mansion." Ciel narrowed his eyes. His heart leapt up to his throat. So Sebastian was the one behind this. If he went with this man, then he'd probably dig his own grave. If he tried to run away…well there wasn't anywhere he could run to.

"Why should I go with you?" Ciel asked suspiciously. He didn't exactly trust this man but looking at his age and the sincere tone in his voice made Ciel's suspicions waver a bit.

"I understand there you're coming from, Ciel-Bocchan. Do excuse me for saying this but you don't have anywhere to go right now. You're on the other side of the world where you know no one and no one knows you except for Sebastian. You're only choice right now is to come with me," Tanaka said. He meant no harm to Ciel but orders were orders. This was Ciel's home; the boy just had yet to realize that.

"Why on earth should I go with you to see him after everything he's attempted?" the boy asked, malice clear in his voice. Tanaka sighed. This was inevitable.

"I'm afraid I'm in no position to answer that question, Bocchan. However I'm sure you have many unanswered questions circulating in your head, do you not?" Ciel hesitated for a moment before his slightly nodded.

"Then you should come with me and clear those up so you don't grow anxious. Shall we go then?" Tanaka asked. Ciel looked at the car with unwillingness. He really didn't want to do this but he didn't have any choice. Tanaka was right. Rachel was on the other side of the world and he couldn't get into contact with her right now, though she was probably worried sick for her son. As much as he didn't want to meet Sebastian face to face, it was the only option he had.

"Well, are you going to make me stand here all day or are you going to take me to him?" Ciel asked with an annoyed tone in his voice. Tanaka merely smiled and led Ciel to the limo. He opened the passenger seat door and held his hand above Ciel's head so the boy wouldn't hit his head against the car. Closing the door behind him, Tanaka resumed his position in the drivers' seat and turned the key in the ignition. A minute later, he was driving them out of the airport and onto the highway.

Ciel leaned back in his seat. He had a feeling he was about to jump into the fire from the fire pan but it didn't seem like he'd much of a choice in the matter. He didn't really know if he was looking forward to meeting Sebastian so he could punch the man in the balls and demand for answers or if he was going to regret his decision. More so the latter but he'd already gotten into the car and there was no way he was going to open the door and jump out while the vehicle was moving around 65 mph on the highway. That'd fall under the category of reckless and stupid.

"Why didn't Sebastian come to pick me up himself?" Ciel called out to Tanaka. Said man looked in his rear view mirror before answering.

"Would you have preferred if he came to get you? Surely it would've caused a scene and given the amount of people outside, it wouldn't have been the best course of action. Aside from that, he's not ready to reveal himself to you just yet and I have a feeling you're not ready to meet him either," he replied.

Ciel looked out the window. Tanaka was right; he wasn't ready to face Sebastian…yet. What was he going to say to him if he had come to pick the boy up from the airport? The old man had a point. Hell would've gone down at the bus stop if Ciel saw Sebastian step out of the limo instead of Tanaka. But Ciel still had to be careful. Sebastian had some pretty crazy people on his side. He didn't want to go up against a flamethrower-obsessed cook, a messed up maid or…..whatever Finny was capable of.

"When do I meet him then?" Ciel asked, looking at the passing cars.

"Tonight," Tanaka said fluently. Ciel blinked a few times at the window before his head snapped towards the old man driving the limo and his eyes widened.

"TONIGHT?" Ciel exclaimed, clearly taken aback. "What happened to "Sebastian isn't ready to reveal himself"? I-I thought you said I wasn't ready to meet him yet? Isn't tonight a little too soon?" Tanaka chuckled to himself. Ciel's reaction was so predictable.

"I did say you weren't ready to meet him and indeed, Sebastian wasn't ready to show himself; however, I assume five hours is plenty of time to ready yourself before you meet him, Bocchan. Sebastian needed time to prepare himself and the mansion in time for your arrival so he sent me instead to pick you up." Tanaka took the exit to his right and exited the highway, entering the city.

"…You made it sound like I wouldn't meet him for another few days or weeks or something; not a few hours. I was looking forward to not having to face him just yet," the boy said, unwilling to see Sebastian. This was too soon…sooner than he'd expected. Just a few minutes ago, he'd convinced himself that he was ready to bombard Sebastian with his questions and face him head on, but now…now he wasn't too sure what he was going to ask, what he was going to do, how he was going act even.

"Nee, Tanaka-san. Can I ask you a question?" Blue eyes stared out into the distance, arms folded in his lap.

"Certainly, Bocchan," the man replied. Ciel gathered his thoughts before asking.

"..Am I ever going to see my mom again?" he asked. Rachel had been on his mind for a while but he tried to not think too much about his mother. He could only imagine the insurmountable tears she'd shed by this point for her son who was mysteriously kidnapped without any clues. Ciel promised her he'd never leave her and now he was on the other side of the globe, being driven to…god knows where! He could feel tears stinging his eyes and threatened to fall. He swallowed the lump in his throat and blinked the tears back. Ciel Phantomhive never cried and now was not an exception. Tanaka seemed nice enough but until Ciel could confirm that he didn't have any mal intentions towards the boy, then he was going under the enemy list. Tanaka took a little while to reply.

"I don't know. It saddens me to say this but it might be a while before you do. Even that prediction may be inaccurate." Tanaka's eyes turned into sad ones as he spoke. "I wouldn't get your hopes up any time soon." Ciel looked crest fallen and it broke Tanaka's heart to see the boy in such a sad state but he was almost positive that Ciel would be happy in London with Sebastian. It was only a matter of time until Ciel would realize that his home was here.

Sirens roared around the school building, police officers were scattered across campus, ushering students, and faculty out of the building. An ambulance made its way onto the campus with an EMS truck following close behind it. They parked amongst the lieu of police cars, preparing to help the injured individual. Four firefighters rushed out of the trucks and hurried to the QUAD where the sight of a pale woman lying on the grass met their eyes. The four carefully placed her onto the stretcher and quickly walked back over to the EMS truck. Students gasped and screamed as they viewed the blood-covered body and horror-stricken expression on the woman's face. The ambulance took off in a matter of seconds, leaving the students and faculty scared and worried that that body wasn't the only one they'd find.

A police officer with purple hair and red eyes emerged from the building and started speaking into a megaphone.

"Excuse me, can I please get your attention?" he yelled out, loud enough for the student body to hear outside. "I'm gonna need all the students to call their parents and get a ride home as soon as possible. If I could ask that any available teachers please provide transportation to students who need it. We need everyone to vacate the premises so we can conduct a thorough investigation of the campus. Thank you." He immediately ushered back inside the building while voices erupted behind him in worry and concern. What was going on, they had no idea but most of them wanted to go home, though the curiosity of the current situation was growing each second.

Officer Canterbury (3) joined his teammates inside along with a few faculty members; mainly the principle and the others who were hiding in the main office during the day.

"Most of the students are currently getting rides home and I asked the staff to drop any students off who can't get transportation now. We need to clear the premises so we can find any clues leading to the kidnapping," he said in a serious voice. He looked towards the principle. "Tell me everything that happened this morning, including a description of the man you saw. Hair color, eye color, height, anything at all because right now we have nothing to go off of. The detectives are on their way right now and they'll do what their best at and try and find some clues but until then, I need to have something to give them." The faculty exchanged uncertain glances at each other, unsure of what to say. They all looked at the Principal Angela, knowing she'd take charge and answer the question.

"W-well, school starts around 8:00 AM and all students were required to be in their advisories (4) at that point. That's when attendance was taken and the forms were submitted to the office. We almost had a full house except for one student. We didn't pay much attention to it though it's odd that we were missing one student on the first day of school. After we made a note of Ciel's absence, a security guard called in and sounded rather distraught, saying that there was a suspicious figure out in the parking lot throwing cars around. I didn't know what to think of it but he sounded worried so I took a few staff with me outside. That's when we saw a man dressed in all black loitering around though none of us really got a good look at him. All I remember is that he had black hair," Principal Angela said. Her co-workers looked at each other and nodded in agreement, each one remembering exactly what happened after they went out.

"What exactly did you see? Because I'm assuming whatever he did influenced your decision to put the school on lock down," Officer Canterbury reasoned. Principal returned her attention back to the Officer and nodded.

"On the other side of the parking lot, there were maybe four or five lopsided cars with crashed windows, squished doors, and all this smoke all over the place. We thought that some freak accident happened but there weren't any bodies much to our relief. In the distance there was a-a man calmly walking towards us from the car wreck and at first he seemed harmless but as he got closer, we realized he had guns in both his hands so we went on lock down." She looked at the ground and paid no attention to the police officers surrounding the group of teachers. Guilt was starting to make its way to her facial features but she couldn't tell them she'd turned Ciel away after he begged for entry into the office. After moments of silence, Officer Canterbury finished scribbling down a few sentences in his small notepad and tucked it in his back pocket, placing the pencil in his breast pocket.

"Well if you can remember anything else, please don't hesitate to call and tell us. We're gonna need to know anything and everything to get to the bottom of this," the Officer Canterbury said in a serious tone. He turned to walk away and just as he was about to exit the building, three people entered.

Two of them were dressed in black suits but the gold badges on their belts suggested who they were otherwise. The third was a pale looking woman with blue eyes and brown hair. Her tear stained face looked like it hadn't received an ounce of sleep or rest in the past few hours.

"Ah detectives, you're here," Officer Canterbury turned his attention to the two men. Both were wearing rectangular glasses with green contacts. However one had black hair and a long narrow, stern looking face. The other had a layer of gold hair on top and black on the bottom. His white, button down T-shirt was loosely hanging out, giving him a casual, rebellious look. His white shoes didn't exactly scream 'detective' either.

"I apologize for our tardiness; however, my partner decided to stop by the gas station to buy cheap snacks and I couldn't stop him," William T. Spears commented, giving said partner a sideways glare while pushing his glasses up with the tips of his fingers.

"Ahhh, don't pin the blame on me! We were practically out of gas anyways so I was just being productive by feeding my stomach, that's all~," Ronald Knox refuted, backing up his case. His put his hands behind his head and looked off into the distance, trying to avoid William's pinning stare. Really, this guy killed all the fun and ruined the mood.

"Hm. Anyhow, we got here as soon as we could. Have you obtained any information yet regarding the kidnapping?" William asked in his professional voice. Rachel was standing behind him, a handkerchief in hand and her purse hanging on her arm. Her body was shaking, worry consuming her mind.

"Well, after all the teachers called role from each of their advisories, a kid named Ciel Phantomhive was the only one missing from his group. So we called Ms. Phantomhive and asked her if she knew the whereabouts of her son and….well, she apparently dropped him off from a doctor's appointment in the morning and she even watched him enter the school building. So something happened between the times he entered the school building and before the staff and students came out of the classrooms. We need to figure out what happened, where he is, who took him and why," Officer Canterbury concluded. He mentally jotted down some thoughts before moving to leave.

"Ronald, we're going out to take a look at those cars in the parking lot to see if this man left anything behind," William said sternly, turning around and following Officer Canterbury out. Ronald sighed.

"Why did I sign up for such a mundane job?" he murmured to himself though William seemed to have heard it as he threw Ronald a glare over his shoulder.

"..W-wait!" a female voice called out. The two detectives, Rachel and Officer Canterbury turned around at the alarmed female voice to see one of the staff with a worried look in her eyes. The principal immediately turned and glared at one of her co-workers, Wendy (5), the Vice Principal, signaling to her to keep her mouth shut. If she revealed what the principal was trying so hard to keep secret, everything would be ruined and who knew what the cops would do to her.

"Yes Ms. Wendy? Do you have something to say?" Officer Canterbury asked. She took in a breath and spilled everything she knew.

"Three days ago, Principal Angela received an email from an unknown source and emails like those she usually just sends to the junk folder. But she instead called a meeting immediately to discuss the contents of the email. In the end, we decided it was a joke being played from an outside party and came to the conclusion that we'd just ignore it." Tears began running down her face as her breaths started coming out in short gasps and her body was visibly shaking. She was hugging herself with her hands and closed her eyes as the truth was gradually revealed. "W-we didn't think it would actually happen!" she yelled out. Her knees finally gave out and she fell to the floor. Her co-workers immediately surrounded her and whispered comforting words into her ear while soothingly rubbing her shoulders and back in an attempt to calm her down. Officer Canterbury looked down at Ms. Wendy and kneeled down to her level and looked her in the eye.

"What was written in that email?" he asked calmly, but worry and concern was clearly evident in his voice. What could've been in the body of that email that had the woman sobbing to her knees? In situations like these, he tried to come up with worst case scenarios in his head so he could quickly and efficiently plan out a solution as soon as he could. But in cases of kidnappings, a quick solution was easier said than done. It took weeks, sometimes even months to find clues, and locate the kidnapper and put him/her on trial. In the worse cases, it took years because of an elusive criminal.

"We got an email from him saying…saying….," Ms. Wendy tried to get out, but the tears just kept falling like a waterfall and she hardly had any breath to continue talking.

Officer Canterbury impatiently but gently shook her arms. "Ms. Wendy, listen to me. You have to tell us what was in that email otherwise we won't be able to investigate anything regarding this case because as of right now, we don't have any conclusive evidence against whoever this guy is. So you need to calm down and tell me what you know!" he emphasized every word and his grip on her shoulders tightened while she continued to cry.

"HE THREATENED TO KIDNAP HIM! He threatened to kidnap the poor boy!" she screamed out. Her eyes looked like they would pop out at any given moment. Her co-workers kept soothing her, but she couldn't keep talking. Officer Canterbury gave her a shocked look. The lady at her right side holding her hand took initiative to clear up the confused looks on the detectives faces.

"Look, when Ms. Angela received the email, she called a meeting. It was a rather odd email that concerned us at first but…we had thought it was some sick joke being played so we ignored it. That's why we were surprised when it actually happened," she concluded. She stared up at the Officer and the Detectives but she didn't have the heart to make eye contact with Rachel. She already had a stream of tears falling down her face on top of her already tear stained face. "I-I'm sorry, but the email was so straightforward and had a mocking tone to it so we didn't think it was important thus we rubbed it off."

"That was incredibly foolish of you. Of all of you!" Officer Canterbury scolded, standing up. He started pacing back and forth, trying to decide what he should do. He placed his hand over his forehead, trying to contain his rapidly growing frustration. They knew! They fucking knew that he was going to come and they even got a goddamn email about it and they refused to believe it! "Why…..Goddamit why didn't you think to contact the authorities or the police or anyone? Even if you didn't believe it, a 'joke' like that is unacceptable and whoever sent it could be arrested at the least!" he yelled out. The women on the floor bowed their heads down in shame, tears dropping on the tiled floor. He was right, they should've. But they couldn't. Canterbury released a long, angry sigh. "Whose idea was it to keep this whole ordeal a secret?" he asked, attempting to calm his voice. The women all looked at each other, exchanging silent words through their eye contact. Though they knew they'd get punished for this, there was no way out at this point.

"…P-Principal Angela made the decision not to tell anyone. We all disagreed with her but she seemed adamant on not letting word get out that she received that email only because she didn't want any complications to arise so she made the decision by herself," Wendy whispered under her breath. She was terrified that she'd get into major trouble if she said anything but she didn't have a choice right now because this matter was now a police investigation and she had to comply and cooperate. If she withheld any information, they could arrest her and the last thing she wanted was to end up in jail because she wasn't honest. "A-After we went on lock down, we heard noises out in the hallway. First we heard a knock on the door and at first we thought it was the man with the guns but a young voice called out. It was Ciel a-and he didn't realize the school was on lock down. We all wanted to open the door for him and get him inside to safety but Principal Angela was against it and wouldn't let any of his let him in." Officer Canterbury held his breath. "A few minutes later, the boy came running down the hallway, and banged on the door and tried opening it and he started yelling and begging us to let him in but we couldn't! He was being sought by that m-man s-s-so we couldn't open the door. We wanted to so badly but….." Wendy's voice trailed off into a whisper. "Angela wouldn't let us."

William, Ronald, and Officer Canterbury immediately turned their cold gazes to Angela who was standing next to the wall, pretending to not have been affected by what Wendy said.

"Well I had no choice! I wasn't about to risk the lives of the faculty and students just because the kid decided to show up late on the first day of school. I didn't think to take that email seriously in any way so I simply ignored it. I mean, what was I supposed to do? It could've been some prank email from a student or an outsider. No one else would've taken it seriously anyways. How was I supposed to know it was real-?"

SLAP!

Angela gasped as she was abruptly jerked out of her pathetic reasoning. Her eyes widened as she felt the stinging pain on her cheek and the slight coolness of blood trickling down her cheek. She could hear Rachel crying and sniffing delicately, trying her best to keep herself calm and composed. The Principal looked down to see cerulean blue eyes staring coldly at her. Angela brought a shaking hand up to her bruising and reddening cheek and covered the area where Rachel had slapped her, looking at the woman with confusion, and anger written on her 's hand was red and she looked pale as a ghost what with the gallons of tears she'd shed. She had the look of a psychopath on her face; eyes red, pale skin, messed up hair and a beyond angered expression. The rage took Rachel by surprise. All rational thought disappeared instantly and was replaced with a vengeful fire that could only be quenched with reprisal.

"If you had a son or a daughter or a loved one whom you loved unconditionally and realized they could've been saved from being kidnapped but weren't because some selfish, uncaring bitch decided to lock them out of the only safe haven in the school, you would be suffering just as much as I am right now! You should be thankful that I'm not shooting you in cold blood for letting my son be kidnapped by the hands of an unknown and dangerous man. I want guilt and remorse to eat you from the inside out until it drives you insane but the look on your face tells me you're feeling otherwise. So I hope you're feeling satisfied that a mother is going to sit in her home, and anxiously wait to hear even the slightest news about her son when he could very well be dead by now because of your heartless and callous actions!" she spat into Angela's face. The Principal looked like she was ready to break down and cry but that didn't faze Rachel one bit. No, she sharply turned her back on the principal and looked at the detectives and Officer Canterbury. "If you find anything...please call me immediately," she said and without another word or glance, she stormed out of the building and furiously walked to her car. Once inside her SUV, she slammed the door and inhaled large amounts of oxygen and exhaled the same amount. She attempted to calm her shaking body. She knew fully well she'd break down if she stayed still for too long so she turned the car on, rolled all the windows down and drove out of the parking lot. The air rushing into the car dried her eyes of the tears but at the same time made them watery from the cool air.

That bitch! Rachel never imagined that she'd sent her son to a school whose principal was so heartless and uncaring for children! Ciel did absolutely nothing to deserve this sort of treatment and yet he faced it head on in the presence of danger. She didn't want to think about all the things she could've done to Angela if she'd gotten the chance to. If those two detectives and Officer Canterbury weren't there then she would've gladly fought Angela, even if the woman knew no self-defense; that would've been all the more reason to beat her. Rachel knew she would've beaten the woman to death but that would've been morally wrong and two wrongs don't make a right. That's what she always told Ciel.

What bothered her most was that the Principal even received an email about it ahead of time and yet she made the poor decision to take zero action. Her Ciel could've been saved if only Angela had called the police about it. Rachel couldn't deny it made her curious though. What sort of person would send an email ahead of time revealing that he was about to kidnap a student? And seeing that it was true made everything even more confusing. Was he really that confident that he'd be able to pull it off without getting caught? Though Rachel was thoroughly bothered by this situation, one question bothered her most.

Why did Ciel of all people have to be kidnapped?

It was a valid question. Ciel kept to himself most of the time and though Rachel hated to admit it, he didn't have very many friends. So who would kidnap him? Rachel feared the worst. Although the police still didn't have any conclusive evidence, the kidnapper could've been a rapist, a murderer, a pedophile or even a psychopath!

Rachel drove into her driveway and parked her car in the garage. After she got out of the car and walked through the door, she dropped her bag on the floor in the mudroom and tossed her shoes into one of the shelves, not really caring where it landed. She slowly trudged up the stairs while she dragged her hand across the railing. She seemed to be trapped in a trance like state though she was fully conscious. After opening the door to Ciel's room, she shut it close and looked around. There were still splinters on the floor from when the kidnapper came in and she'd tried to get as many out as she could but they were so small it was nearly impossible to do it. She managed to get a few of her friends from work to help piece the room back together: fixing the bed which somehow ended up on the other side of the room with the mattress lying on its side, painting the walls to cover up the black marks from the objects that hit the hard surface, and replacing the glass on his balcony doors and cleaning up the sharp shards on the floor.

When the investigators came over, the large amounts of blood that was found outside Ciel's room made Rachel puke. It was still a dark red and wet which meant it was relatively fresh. When the test results came back confirming it was indeed Ciel's blood, Rachel feared the worst. At that time, her son healing in the hospital, but that didn't make the gory image of that sidewalk any better.

She walked over to Ciel's bed and pulled back the covers and tucked herself in its warmth. She inhaled the scent of the pillows and her mind drifted to the image of Ciel cuddling up in this very bed just two days ago.

She finally broke down. Tears spilled through her eyes and wet the pillow and the sheet but she couldn't care less. Who knew where her precious son was now. He could be in the hands of anyone dangerous and she couldn't do a single thing about it. Rachel couldn't help but let her mind wander and think how lonely she'd be now. She'd have no one joining her for breakfast every morning in the kitchen, no one continuously tease and annoy, no one to cook for…..no one to shower her affection on every split second. It was funny really; she lived in a huge mansion with all the wealth and riches one could ever ask for. Yet the one thing, no person, she longed for was gone and she wasn't sure if she'd ever see her beloved son again. She couldn't let her mind think negative thoughts but what was a mother to do? She could only hope that Ciel was safe somewhere though the odds of that were pretty low.

Sleep overcame Rachel and she let it take over her body in a deep slumber.

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The doorbell rang once. Rachel jolted out from her sleep and sat up in Ciel's bed, realizing she'd slept for a good three hours. Who could that be? She climbed out of its warm confines and trudged down the stairs, wondering who would be at her door. Perhaps the police, she yawned. Maybe they found something. Her hopes started rising. Did they find something that would locate her son? A few knocks at the grand door made her pace quicken.

"Yes, yes I'm coming!" she yelled out as she finally reached the last few steps. She ran over to the door and unlocked it. "I apologize for the wai-," her words died in her throat and her hope sank. Her eyes widened and fear started forming in her gut. Standing in front of her was a man around 6" ft. with dark navy, almost black, hair, brown eyes and a long narrow face. Just like Ciel. He had a solemn expression on his face and was unsure what to say.

"Hi, Rachel," the man said. The pursed his lips together, forming a tight smile. Rachel stood there before muttering a word.

"…Vincent…."

After what felt like endless hours of driving through forest and trees, Tanaka finally pulled the limousine into a circular driveway. He got out of the car after retrieving his keys and pulled the door open for Ciel. Said boy climbed out of the car and took in his surroundings. The gardens were certainly well kept. Flowers from a variety of genus spanned the soiled ground. You'd be able to find colors from the rainbow around the garden, including the blue hydrangeas, red roses, purple tulips, etc. The fountain in the middle of the driveway was a rather elegant sculpture; one that you wouldn't typically find in the 21st century.

"Bocchan, if you will," Tanaka motioned towards the steps of the mansion. Ciel turned around and immediately halted.

"W-wait, that's Sebastian's mansion?" Ciel was clearly surprised at immense size of the place.

"That is correct. If I'm not mistaken, Sebastian's property takes up about six acres of land all around. Those forests we passed on our way up here also belong to him." Six acres? That was two-thirds larger than his house!

Ciel quite literally had to crane his neck upward towards the sky to even see the roof of the manor. There were maybe about 30-40 windows on each floor as Ciel estimated. That meant there were about 20 rooms on each floor. How wasteful! Did Sebastian even use up all of that space? The mansion curved around on both sides, making a wide 'U' shape. Steps let up to the grand door on either side, curving in. Tanaka led Ciel up the steps and waited for a split second in front of the door until it opened. Tanaka led Ciel in and stood aside to let Ciel take a good look at the place.

The floor was made of marble though it was a tan color. The crimson curtains were pulled back and tied to the side, allowing the sunshine to filter through. The ceiling was rather high and Ciel didn't bother straining his neck up to see just how high it was. Directly in front of him was the grand staircase that led up and then split into two separate staircases, one going left and the other going right. The glass chandelier was probably the most gorgeous and elegant piece of work he'd ever seen. There were candlesticks lining the walls all around the first and second floor though the lights were coming from the bulbs in the shape of a candle light. This place was almost comparable to his mansion and he didn't get the opportunity to say it that often.

"If you'd follow me Bocchan, I'll show you to your room," Tanaka said breaking Ciel's thoughts. The boy almost forgot that the old man was there. He nodded and followed Tanaka up the grand staircase and took the right staircase and continued down the hallway. Curtains were pulled apart to let sunshine through the house. Multiple portraits and paintings spanned the wall every two meters. The floral carpet complimented the dark green wallpaper and the occasional brown benches they passed. After taking multiple turns in the hallways, they arrived at their destination. Tanaka opened the door for Ciel. He hesitated at first but then stepped into the room. He gasped.

It was practically the exact image of his room! In front of him was the four-poster bed with drapes hanging around it. Night tables were available on either side of the bed with four drawers beneath them. There were two doors to his left. He walked over to the first door to find the bathroom already equipped with toiletries. It was like a hotel bathroom except…cleaner. Ciel walked over to the other door and flicked the light on to find an eight-meter long closet. Clothes lined the racks on either side of him and drawers filled with undergarments that were conveniently his size as were the rest of the clothes. Did Sebastian shop for all of this? This was three times the amount of clothes he had in his own closet. He quickly turned the light off, a little freaked out that Sebastian seemed to be spoiling him with too many clothes. On the other side of the room was a balcony just like his except that there were a few steps leading up to the white doors. Tanaka read his actions and opened the doors allowing Ciel to peek outside. It was a rather grandiose platform; bigger than his in fact. He had a beautiful view of the backyard and gardens that accompanied it. He'd be able to view the sunrise and sunset from here. The fact that this room was the exact same as his back in North Carolina raised even more questions. But he'd save them for tonight. Speaking of which…

Ciel walked back inside and closed the doors behind him.

"I hope the room is to your liking, Bocchan," the butler said from the door. Ciel made an uncertain face but he nodded. He supposed he could deal with it. Since this room looked like his then maybe it'd make things slightly more comfortable for him. "Well then, it's almost 7:00. Dinner will be in exactly one hour. You may freshen up, as you probably feel slightly messy from the long flight. I will request that you come to down to the dining hall at exactly 8:00. I'll be here promptly to fetch you." Tanaka walked out of the room and bowed his head before closing the door.

Taking a shower didn't really sound like a bad idea. He did feel a bit grimy from that flight. He walked back to the closet and picked out a few undergarments and went a random rack of clothes. Since he was going to dinner, he supposed he had to wear something somewhat formal, right?

He sighed. "This is a pain." Ciel looked through the rack of clothes. There were plenty pairs of jeans to last him a lifetime and khakis on this rack. That wasn't going to do. He switched over to another rack with black slacks. What was this? They all looked the same and they were all the same size. How was he supposed to choose one? He played a little 'Eenie Meenie Miney Moe' and picked out a random pair. He went over to a shelf full of fancy shirts. A deep blue polo shirt caught his eye and he pulled it out of the neat pile of shirts. Next to the shelves of shirts was another wooden shelf with shoes. Truth to be told, he wasn't exactly into shoes all that much so he just chose some random pair of black, dress shoes. He turned the light off and shut the door behind him. Just being in that room was suffocating.

He placed his clothes on the counter and turned the shower on, adjusting it to just the right temperature. On the other side of the bathroom there was a door that caught Ciel's attention. What now? He opened the door only to arrive back inside his closet. Well wasn't this just fancy? He took his clothes off and placed them in the hamper back in his closet and shut the door. He untied his eye patch and placed it on the counter next to the sink.

Once the temperature was to his liking, Ciel stepped into the shower and closed the curtain. He closed his eyes and let the hot water wash his body. It felt so refreshing to take a shower after what felt like weeks without it. He grabbed the soap on the side and started spreading it across his body, making sure to get every nook and corner, cleaning bits of dirt clinging to his otherwise flawless skin. It smelled of roses and chamomile tea and he was more than delighted to be smelling of his favorite flower.

He spotted two bottles of shampoo and conditioner on a silver rack hanging off the shower wall and took the shampoo. Pantene Normal-Thick Hair Solutions Smooth Shampoo. He'd never heard of this brand before. He turned the bottle over and read the passage on the back. Pantene Normal-Thick Hair Solutions Smooth Shampoo gently cleanses hair for a smooth, silky finish. The advanced formula strengthens strands against damage while calming frizz. The result is a healthy, sleek look that lasts all day. He begged to differ. He did not have frizzy hair! Although the idea of retaining a sleek and silky look was appealing. He squeezed a small portion into his hands and spread it throughout his hair, making sure to clean the roots of his hair and the scalp. It did smell rather nice too, now that he thought about it.

He left it in for a good three minutes before thoroughly rinsing it out. He washed the rest of his body of the soap before turning the shower off. Pulling the curtain aside, the grabbed the nearest towel from the wooden rack to his left and dried himself off. He made sure to squeeze out the moisture in his hair before returning to his body and drying his skin of the water droplets. He slipped his undergarments on first before putting his black slack on and his polo shirt. After tying his eye patch back on, he grabbed a comb and combed through this hair until it looked slightly presentable. He didn't really know why he was putting effort into his appearance. Perhaps habits die hard.

He looked at himself in the mirror and frowned. Ciel couldn't really tell if he was looking forward to this or not. On one hand he wanted to ask Sebastian every question that came to mind and then take a gun and shoot him in his head. On the other he wanted to take the first plane out of here but he didn't even know how to get out of this place. This was rather infuriating.

Flicking the light off, he stepped out of the bathroom and sat on the bed to tie his shoes on. The one thing he couldn't do was show weakness. Sebastian would undoubtedly use that against him and there was absolutely no way he'd let the enemy gain the advantage. He needed to tread carefully. This was Sebastian's territory; the last thing he needs is to be locked in a room for the rest of his life because of one slip up or because of his temper issues.

A knock at the door pulled him out of his thoughts. Tanaka entered and Ciel stood up.

"Bocchan, it's time for dinner." The boy walked over and closed the door behind him. He followed the butler down the hallway until they arrived at a set of double doors. He stopped at the sight and gulped. This was it. He had to man up and face that bastard and it was going to take all of his courage to do so. Tanaka opened the door and Ciel followed in.

"Welcome, Ciel-Bocchan!" Ciel jumped at the sudden loud voices bombarding his ear. He stepped back to see Bard, Meirin, and Finny dancing around him with party hats covering their heads. Streamers suddenly came flying down from above and Ciel looked up to see Tanaka dumping bags of them onto the four people below. How'd he get up there so quickly?

"Nee~ Bocchan! We all decided to prepare a special feast for you since it's your first day here!" Finny said a little over enthusiastically. The three latched onto his arms and dragged him over to the head seat of the table. They sat him down and Bard spread the napkin across his lap. The three opened the lids to multiple dishes, revealing pot-roast, chicken curry, salads, lasagna and many other dishes that were prepared.

"….Uhhh…." Ciel started to say though he really didn't have anything to say. They prepared a feast for him? People he barely knew cooked food for a kid they barely knew? Something was a little off about this but loud voices once again pulled him out of his thoughts.

"Ahhh, it's alright kiddo!" Bard said, smacking him on the back rather roughly. Ciel jumped at the stinging pain shooting up his back. "I know you're probably speechless about my awesome cooking but hey, there's no need to thank me! You were a frequent customer at my Ramen Restaurant back in the US so this is the least I can do to repay you!" he said with a big grin on his face. Ciel looked at the food. He was rather surprised that it wasn't burned or soot covered. It was actually rather impressive. Bard, Meirin and Finny took their seats at the table; Bard sitting to his right and Finny and Meirin to his left.

"…Y-you guys are eating with me?" Ciel asked slightly confused. Where was Sebastian? Why were the servants eating with him? This was rather weird.

"Hai-desu!" Meirin shouted.

"We figured you wouldn't want to eat alone so we decided we'd accompany you and eat with you!" the gardener exclaimed. Ciel frowned. This was going to be a rather noisy dinner. Tanaka did say in the car earlier that afternoon that Ciel would meet Sebastian tonight but maybe he wasn't going to be meeting with Sebastian just yet. He supposed having dinner with him would be uncomfortable. Oh well, he guessed he'd have more time to collect his thoughts and figure out what he was going to say once they came face to face. The first obstacle would be to get through dinner with minimal damage. Ciel looked uncertainly at the food on his plate and then at the servants' faces.

"Ah come on! Don't be shy kid!" Bard shouted out with glee as he once again slapped Ciel's back. Ciel leaned over and rubbed his deltoid, feeling the stinging pain. And he wasn't a shy kid! "I promise you it's all edible-,"

"For once," Finny and Meirin snickered together. Bard looked over and glared at both of them for teasing him for his awesome cooking. The two goofy servants wore silly grins on their faces which just patronized Bard all the more.

"Tch, don't listen to them Bocchan, my cooking is the best in town despite what these idiots say! Eat as much as you want!" Ciel was still uncertain about eating the stuff but his stomach was growling quite audibly. He didn't want to starve himself so he didn't have much of a choice. He took his fork and knife and started cutting into the pot roast, adding some gravy onto the slice of pork. He hesitantly placed it in his mouth and chewed the food. Much to his surprise, it tasted relatively decent. The spices balanced out the taste and texture of the pork and the gravy had the perfect amount of salt to compliment to natural taste of the pot roast.

"It's surprisingly good," Ciel commented. He gave Bard an approving look. This was better than the ramen noodles he'd continuously burned at his ramen restaurant.

"YES! I've finally impressed the Boccha-," Bard stopped. Slamming his hands on the table, Bard stood up and faced Ciel. "Wait, what do you mean surprisingly good?" he shouted. "My food is always good! Did you not think my ramen noodles were the best of the best?" The cook seemed rather distraught. Ciel was slightly taken aback but it was hard to take him seriously when Finny and Meirin were laughing like maniacs.

"Bard-san! Who would like your cooking? Anything you cook turns out to be burned to ashes because you keep using that blasted flamethrower of yours to destroy the food!" Finny laughed out. Bard looked rather irritated and Meirin could already predict what was going to go down between the two immature men.

"Heh, my food turns to ashes does it?" the cook stood up menacingly and reached under the table and grabbed something rather heavy judging by his flexing muscles. His arms emerged with a rather large flamethrower, aiming it at Finny. Ciel watched amusedly as Bard's temper reached its tipping point. "Well let's see if you turn to ash when I cook you up!" Bard started chasing Finny around the table, spouting bright orange and yellow flames from the flammable object, trying to catch the gardener on fire.

"Waahhh, Bard-san! I was just kidding!" Finny yelled out, trying to calm Bard down. It seemed to be failing miserably as Bard was in his furious mode.

"SHADDUP! No one makes fun of MY cooking and gets away with it!" a large stream of fire erupted from the flamethrower and seemed to be chasing Finny around. Ciel watched the two running around the table, trying hard to focus on eating. As he sipped his water from the gold goblet, Meirin spoke up.

"You'll have to forgive them," the maid started, smiling at Ciel. "They do this quite a bit. Believe it or not, this is a daily routine so we're all used to it." Ciel looked doubtful. The cook was a crazed man who carried around a flamethrower and hid it under the dinner table and tried to set afire anyone who teased him about his cooking. "They're like brothers; teasing, fighting and chasing each other. Trust me, it's normal here. Bard always tries to set Finny on fire but he never does. They love each other too much." Ciel looked at the two chasing each other around. The tables turned when Finny obtained a saw out of nowhere and chased Bard around, trying to lop off one of his limbs.

Ciel finished up the pot roast on his plate and downed the rest of the water in his goblet. Tanaka suddenly showed up next to him and pulled Ciel's chair out so he could get up.

"Did you enjoy the food, Bocchan?" Tanaka asked. Ciel ignored the noise in the background and simply answered the question.

"Yeah, it was edible and tasty."

"SEE FINNY? BOCCHAN SAYS HE LIKES MY FOOD!" Bard shouted out, cornering Finny with both the gardeners saw and his flamethrower. Finny looked around him for a weapon he could utilize when his eyes landed on a nearby miniature pillar. He grabbed the long, white object and flung it at Bard. The cook was already once step ahead of the gardener and dodged it by jumping over it as it came flying his way. But Finny didn't exactly think this one through as the pillar was headed for Ciel. The boy was about to get out of his chair when he heard, "BOCCHAN! LOOK OUT!" He turned around to see a pillar flying towards him at the speed of light. He covered his head with his hands and tightly shut his eyes. He expected to be thrown off his feet with a huge weight on his body, maybe a few bruises here and there. But he never felt the pain. He hesitantly opened his eyes to see the pillar smashed to bits and pieces and floor. The shocked boy looked up to see Tanaka's foot still hovering in the air like he just kicked someone's stomach. Ciel blinked. He shattered the pillar by kicking it?

"Bocchan, are you hurt?" Tanaka turned around to ask in a concerned voice. Ciel's eyes were wide but he just nodded.

"Y-yeah, I-I'm fine," Ciel assured, clearly a bit shaken up. Finny and Bard dropped their weapons and immediately ran to Ciel, dropping on their knees and clung to Ciel's waist and legs.

"Wahhhh we're sorry Bocchan! We didn't mean to hurt you at all!" Finny cried, tears marring his face and ruining Ciel's shirt. Not that the boy cared really, it wasn't his shirt though he was starting to feel the dampness of the tears on his skin.

"Please forgive us Bocchan! We really meant no harm!" Bard cried out. Ciel was rather surprised he was able to cry and talk at the same time what with that cigarette he was smoking. Ciel tried moving his legs but was quite literally glued down by the weight of the two. Tch. What babies.

"I'm fine, see?" Ciel moved his arms around and showed them his intact and non-injured arms. "So as you can hopefully tell, I'm unharmed. Now would you mind letting go of my legs before you guys rip them apart?" Ciel asked rather harshly but it went unnoticed by Finny and Bard. They both immediately stood up and saluted him.

"Hai!" Ciel sighed. This was maddening.

"If you two are done, Bocchan has some business to attend to," Tanaka interjected. Bard, Finny and Meirin shared conflicted faces but only for a split second before their goofy grins replaced their solemn expressions. It didn't go unnoticed by Ciel but he tried to brush it off. What did they know? The three immediately started cleaning up the dinner table and placed plates on a cart to be rolled into the kitchen for washing. Ciel returned his attention to Tanaka.

"Where are you taking me?" Ciel questioned, half scared and half determined. Tanaka smiled.

"I think you already know the answer to that question," he replied. Ciel breathed in. He was going to meet him. His body temperature was quickly rising and the butterflies were returning to torment his stomach and his mind. "If you'd follow me then." Tanaka turned around and led Ciel out of the Dining Hall.

Behind them, on the other side of the Dining Hall hiding behind a pillar, Meirin, Bard and Finny peaked around to see Ciel and Tanaka leaving the Dining Hall. The three held their breaths.

"Do you think he'll be okay, the Bocchan?" Finny asked, clearly concerned. "What if things don't go well between them?"

"Things will definitely go according to plan. He's planned this moment for years, there's no way he'd mess it up," Bard replied confidently.

"Yeah! I'm sure they'll both be ok!" Meirin agreed.

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Ciel followed Tanaka through some stairwells, taking some turns here and there. After walking for a good five minutes, Tanaka stopped before some double doors.

"I must leave you here, Bocchan. But you'll find Sebastian waiting for you beyond these doors." Ciel was visibly shaking from this meeting. This was the moment he'd been waiting for ever since the bastard tried to kidnap him from his house. He had all those questions come flooding back to him. Why did he have to be kidnapped? What did those dreams mean? Why were they both in them when Ciel had never even met Sebastian before? What did the man plan on doing with Ciel now that he had him? When would he be able to go back home and see his mother? Ciel gulped. He had to be strong and refrain showing any signs of weakness.

Ciel nodded at Tanaka and the old man opened the doors for the boy. Once Ciel was in, Tanaka closed the doors.

"Good Luck, Bocchan," Tanaka whispered to himself.

Ciel walked into the grand room. He wasn't too sure where he was but based on the layout and architecture of the room, he guessed it was the Ballroom. What house in the 21st century would have a ballroom this fancy? Gold mirrored tiles covered the floor while the same tiles covered the ceiling. Pillars lined the walls on either side, separating the floral, Victorian style wallpaper. On the far side of the room, which was actually rather far from where Ciel was standing, was a circular staircase leading up to a platform. No doubt that was where the host introduced himself and whatnot. As luxurious a place this was, Ciel had no interest in it. He saw no other person here except from himself. Did Tanaka lead me to the wrong place?

He walked around a bit until he saw a pair of double doors wide open to the left. Curious, Ciel walked over to the doors and saw a huge balcony. He walked out and the wind immediately blew past him but the warm air countered the oncoming shivers. The balcony overlooked the acres of land and trees, which in and of itself was beautiful; however, the colorful lights from the city beyond the forests were even more breathtaking. They resembled stars in the night sky, to the point where they competed with them because of their luminescence. Ciel walked over to the edge and leaned his arms on the railing. It was simply stunning out here. Even in his balcony he wouldn't be able to see anything but his garden, which although it was rather impressive, this view was even more eye catching. There wasn't too much noise considering the mansion was literally in the middle of nowhere so it was rather quite. The occasional honks could be heard but even that didn't ruin the scenery. Ciel smiled. This really wasn't so bad.

"It's quite exquisite, isn't it?" a deep voice asked from nowhere. It seemed to resonate off the walls and echo out into the air. Ciel suddenly swirled around, looking for the source. It sounded eerily familiar. He's here. Ciel looked around for a dark figure, but there wasn't a single soul in sight. Was he getting nervous to the point that he was hearing things? Sebastian was nowhere to be seen so it must've been his mind playing tricks on him. Ciel slowly turned back around and returned his attention to the glittering sky. "One would be able to stay out here for hours and just gaze up at the sky and get lost in its dazzling depths." There was that voice again. Ciel whirled around to see a figure on the other side of the balcony. How did I miss him? Ciel narrowed his eyes to get a better look. The man was wearing black slacks that fit a little too perfectly around his legs, complimented by a white button down shirt and a black tail coat. He had his arms crossed on the railing and his eyes stared longingly towards the city and its beautiful lights. Ciel's eyes widened. Sebastian! "I must admit, this is one of my favorite places to escape to when I'm stressed. It's rather relaxing, wouldn't you agree?"

Sebastian kept his back to Ciel and kept looking out into the distance. He knew the boy was probably staring at him with either distaste or fright. Whichever it was, the boy had every right to feel so. No doubt he had multiple thoughts and questions revolving around in his head. Sebastian softly chuckled to himself. He could just imagine Ciel's expression right now as he looked at him. What was he thinking at this very moment?

"You know I've been looking forward to this moment, our meeting I mean, for quite some time now. I went through a great many obstacles to get you here though you'd probably disagree with me considering what you've been through thus far," he said smoothly in his deep voice. Ciel seemed to be at a loss of words. Just moments ago he was prepared to ask Sebastian every question that had been building up since they'd met in the grocery store and then shoot the man, even though he lacked a gun. But now…now he couldn't will his body to move. He clenched and unclenched his fists. What was Sebastian going to do with him?

"Ah, pardon me for my rude behavior; I have yet to formally introduce myself," Sebastian said amusedly. He turned around while keeping his right elbow resting on the ledge. Crimson eyes bore into conflicted blue ones. The boy's breath hitched and he found himself at a loss for words as he finally saw Sebastian's face up close. When he saw him at his school, his eyes were a different color, almost like they were glowing and Ciel had a feeling that they weren't caused by contacts. Although the pale man had a charming smile currently present on his face, the man's eerily red eyes seemed to be laughing at Ciel's situation. A dark and evil aura seemed to surround the man and the boy felt sudden fear. He tried to swallow that fear and transfer as much of his anger from the past few months or so as he could into his expression but that failed miserably when Sebastian started walking towards him. "I'm Sebastian Michaelis, owner and resident of this beautiful mansion," he spoke with an introductory tone.

Ciel started backing up when he realized that Sebastian was getting closer and closer to him. With each step Sebastian took to close the distance between them, Ciel took another one back to increase that distance. He didn't want to be any closer to this man than he had to and Sebastian was making that rather difficult to accomplish. The boy's heart pounded against his chest. Unlike two days ago when he tried escaping from Sebastian in his school, Ciel had absolutely nowhere to run to now. He was reminded of that as soon as his back hit the railing of the balcony. Once again, Sebastian was blocking his only exit. Ciel tried to squish himself as far back as possible but the railing was starting to push into his back and it was rather uncomfortable and painful.

Sebastian suddenly kneeled down in front of Ciel and took hold of Ciel's hand, unclenching it so it was flat against his. It took the boy by surprise to feel Sebastian's warm hand under his own. Ciel's hand started shaking and quivering, for he was unsure what the man was thinking. Ciel's heart stopped dead when Sebastian closed his eyes and leaned down to gently press his lips against Ciel's hand. The boy had a hard time wrapping his head around the scene taking place in front of him.

Sebastian was kneeling in front of him, kissing his hand. His lips felt so soft against Ciel's hand though he hated to admit it. Sebastian took Ciel's hand and encased it in both of his as he looked up at the boy, his signature smirk plastered on his face.

"Welcome back, Bocchan."

1. 1875 was the year Ciel was born!

2. I didn't really know if 100 pounds would be enough money to buy some food and stuff like that and I was far too lazy to go look it up so if I'm wrong, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE tell me cuz I don't wanna mess that up XD.

3. *snickers* See I told you guys I'd get Canterbury in the story somehow!

4. In my school, we have what are called "advisory" where we check in with our advisory teachers and tell them how our school life has been, social life and personal life (if you're comfortable with it!) Some people in other schools refer to them as 'Homeroom' but I like 'Advisory' better XD

5. Wendy was the trapeze artist in Noah's Ark Circus.

R.C.: SUCCESS! DONE WITH CHAPTER 7! AHHHH I'm a really bad girl for leaving like...three cliffhangers! I wonder what's going to happen with Vincent now that he's back? ;)

Ichigo and Kanama: You're a cruel woman

R.C.: *SMILES*

Ichigo: It was about time you finished this chapter, ya lazy cow. Shall I remind you that YOU MADE YOUR FANS WAIT FOR 6 MONTHS FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER? You last updated in December….DECEMBER! Do you realize how long ago that was? You were a struggling a junior back then and now you're about to be a flippin' senior! That's a long time!

R.C.: *Goes to cry in a corner* ….I know how long it took me to update but….but I had a lot of things going on! My grandfather passed away and I was really close to him. I was in the US and he was in India and I couldn't be there with him and I hadn't even seen him since 2010. So I felt really bad about things and neglected to do a lot of things like school work and writing. I basically vented out on my Tumblr blog. Then afterwards I had AP exams which were the definition of hell itself. And SAT's didn't really help much either, nor did the subject test or the ACT. I really hate school with a burning passion. But anyways, I have one more week then I'll be done and then SUMMER! Wooooot :3 Anyways, I'm really happy I finally got around to actually writing this. I'd actually started writing in January and started writing like…a paragraph per day or even per week or something. Yeah I know, before either of you say anything stupid or smart, I was lazy. I didn't have much motivation aside from updating for my fans. Writers Block should really be a legit disease. But yeah….XD

Kaname: Well we're glad you pulled through though it was about time. You left off at such a cliffhanger.

Ichigo: What are you talking about Kuran? She left them at TWO cliffhangers! Vincent came back after leaving Rachel and Ciel and Ciel and Sebastian finally meet! Do you realize how many people are going to hate you?

R.C.: …..W-Well….I couldn't help it! It was so tempting and I've been looking forward to writing this chapter for quite some time actually! I've been dreaming about it and I was really excited when I finally got around it! Think of this chapter as a celebration that SUMMER BREAK IS FINALLY HEREE! AHHHHHH I'M SO HAPPY! ALL MY READERS SHOULD TELL ME WHAT THEY'RE DOING OVER THE SUMMER AND STUFF! :D

Ichigo and Kaname: *Look at each other and leave*

R.C.: O-Oi! Where are you guys going?

Ichigo: We've been holding out long enough, R.C.

Kaname: *nods head in agreement* We need to do it at some point. *Walks into a bedroom holding Ichigo's hand*

R.C.: …..until next time guys…

AliceRose: Awww thank you! That means a lot! I never really considered myself one but I believe if you say so! :D

Ho Shit: (Interesting name) *smirks back* Haha thank you for believing in me! Oh that's fine! It's great that you reviewed this chapter then but it's fine if you didn't get around to it!

bluerose: Yeah, I knew the part of the body, I just never knew its scientific name. I hope I didn't confuse you or anyone else but I thought it'd be nice to get a little science in there XD I'm a bit of a Biology nerd so forgive me! Well, I hope you found the answer to that question in this chapter!

crazychick16: I think most people would be too but I imagine it gives a sense of adventure to some people, having a stranger come after you. Although that might just be me XD

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