I'm embarrassed. I'll freely admit that. I'm stupid, I'm ashamed and I'm terrible. Lol, I had no idea what to continue this story with and I never really thought of anything that would upset Ciel this much. I kind of meant for this to be a one-chapter thing but... well, thanks to angel stalker for getting me to realize that I'm horrible, leaving you guys with Ciel that upset! And now I'm all embarrassed and stuff. I'm going to go hide in my corner now… XD

Wide blue eyes looked up into caring red ones. The boy shook with one last small sob before nodding, "Okay."

Despite what he said, it took a moment for Ciel to get the words from his head to his mouth. During this moment, he buried his face back into Sebastian, burning up, but not particularly caring. The elder didn't press, continuing his rocking back and forth. It had been decades since he had to comfort anyone, he didn't spend time with many people other than Ciel and Ciel was always strong. Sometimes Ciel was even stronger than Sebastian himself! The raven would sometimes look at his master, and tell himself that if the younger could do it, then he could do it.

Never had he thought the younger maybe couldn't do it. The thought of the young boy becoming upset and breaking down was so alien, it had never ever crossed Sebastian's mind.

But now that the two were in this situation, Sebastian could have shot himself. He had been so stupid.

"Sebastian, I miss them."

His name being spoken jerked the elder out of his thoughts, "Miss who?"

"Everyone." The word was barely spoken, just below a whisper but loud enough for a demon to hear it. "Everyone. Soma. Agni. Finny. Bard. Mey-Rin. Lizzie. Auntie. Mother. Father. Everyone." Ciel clenched his fists, fighting back the tears that were stinging the back of his eyes. Seconds later, he forced himself to relax, accidently rubbing his cheek against his butler's shirt. He silently counted his breaths, but only made it to three before his tears began flowing and his shoulders began shaking.

"I'm sorry, Ciel."

The boy's eyes flashed open at the use of his first name. Never before had he been referred to by his butler like this, ever. The humans at school called him that, his teachers, his friends, but never Sebastian. But he didn't dwell on the happy feeling it gave him for very long before it was pushed out of his mind to make room for more sadness.

"S- Seb- Sebast- t- tian… I- I- I want them… so- so badly."

"I know, Ciel, I know."

There was his name again, spoken in the voice that sent tingles down his back every time. He hugged Sebastian tighter and whispered, "N- No, you don't."

The elder simply nodded. No one wanted to hear his sob story of his childhood when his parents abused him daily, and every time they beat him, how he would run off into the forest behind their house and curl up in a tree somewhere to just sit on his own for hours on end, tending his wounds and fighting back tears. He wouldn't tell Ciel about all the nights he was thrown out of his house, only to be dragged back the next morning as his father needed him to use as a punching bag. Not a word would escape his lips about how he'd fly off so many times just to be found again. And never would he mention the day, the day when his parents were murdered before his eyes. He wouldn't relive the pain that had gripped at his heart and the longing that visited him to this day. He wouldn't mention how much he wanted to go back and see them once more, to tell them that he loved them, despite all the things they had done. He wouldn't tell of how much it hurt.

A single tear surprised Sebastian. A tear of his own. The first one he had shed in years. And that tear told him so much.

"Ciel, perhaps I understand more than you realize. Or, then again, perhaps I don't. But I'm sorry nonetheless. I wish I could do more to help."

Sebastian carefully lied himself down before laying Ciel next to him, keeping his arms wrapped around the younger. He let the other cry, not saying anything, but not necessarily not thinking anything. In fact, his mind was spinning at five times the pace it normally did. He needed to find something, anything to make Ciel feel better about this. For him to stay upset over something for weeks meant something needed to be done.

Now… if only Sebastian could think of something.

I'm just digging myself into a deeper hole by the sentence. Any ideas on what Sebastian could do to cheer up poor Ciel?