(A/N: I'm surprised no one has mentioned where the other Kuroshitsuji characters are in this story? There are some I couldn't resist but to add to this vampire mix. I hope you like this new addition.)

Chapter Eleven

As the orchestra played it's fine music the people at the gala enjoyed the rhythm and sound, deaf to the commotion going on up the winding staircase and down the dark hallway. They laughed and sipped on tall glasses of wine as walls were being cracked and moans were cried out in pure bliss.

Ciel snapped his head up toward the ceiling, flipping his sweaty hair off of his face in the process. He arched his back and let out a deep breathy moan, his legs shook and his hands clawed into Sebastian's bare chest.

"Ah...ahhhh" He whined in a small melodramatic tone. As his mouth parted Sebastian could see Ciel's fangs which made him look like a withering animal, but compared to his blue eyes, lidded and fogged with lust he seemed like a child.

Ciel let his arms fall to each side of Sebastian's torso as his head slapped against the males firm chest in exhaustion. He could feel Sebastian's breathing beneath him and the calm motion of his chest gently rising and falling which he allowed to rock him into a dull sleep. He closed his eyes as his right hand trailed up and down Sebastian's arm, tracing the veins and muscles beneath his pale skin. His body, hot and tingling could still feel Sebastian's heavy body blanketed over him, his back side was still hot and moist, his muscles still aching from such obsessive movement in positions he didn't even know he body was cable of doing. Sebastian couldn't decide what he enjoyed more: the fact that Ciel was the type to cuddle after sex or that he was willingly lying on top of Sebastian with his legs straddling his hips and hands lightly caressing his hot skin. Sebastian slowly turned his head toward the clock placed at the back of the room and chuckled.

"Two and a half hours...you need to work on your stamina Ciel" he muttered.

Ciel lightly opened his eyes at Sebastian's comment, "I can't believe I just had sex in my fiance's house.." he whispered back.

Sebastian's chest hardened and Ciel instantly noticed the difference. "She is not your fiance anymore." The vampyre replied bluntly.

Ciel lifted his face just high enough to place a strategic kiss in the center of Sebastian's chest. A silent notion letting him know not to stress over his comment; Ciel knew he would never have Elizabeth back. Just the simple idea that she would enter an alliance with Alois made Ciel not want her all the more. Sebastian relaxed as he felt Ciel's lips travel to several places along his chest and neck, leaving small little pecks as he continued to calm down from his sex high.

"The gala must be coming to a close soon, we should return home before someone ventures up stairs.." Sebastian voiced, although if he could, he would remain like this forever.

Ciel laid his head against Sebastian's chest once more and stopped caressing his arms and chest. He gripped onto Sebastian's forearm with his hand and the vampyre furrowed his eyebrows at the small gesture.

With a plain, blunt tone Ciel replied, "I'm not coming home with you."

The last of her gigantic luggage clattered onto the cracked pavement in front of the large and archaic estate. She turned to glare at her carriage driver who intentionally through her belongs on the ground, only to have him shrug her off and walk back to the street. He climbed in, cracked the horse's restrains and road away without any words spoken to her. She did understand his hostility, it was incredibly early in the morning and it was frightfully chilly outside. She fixed her circular glass lenses on her face as she examined the front of the house from bottom to top. She sucked in a harsh breath and pushed out a cloud of vapor from her lips as she glanced around the lawn of the new place she will be staying at for the time being. All the weeds and grass was dead, the walk way was cracked and misshaped, the entrance gate was decaying from rust, and what caught her vibrant green eye the most was the fact the there seemed to be a sort of black gloom that lingered over the house compared to the other estates surrounding it. The house was literally painted black, it stuck out like a sore thumb; an engorged, inflamed, oozing with puss sort of thumb, unattractive in every way; she absolutely loved it.

Most people would probably run away from a house as haunted-looking as this, telling by the concerned stares from passerby's and neighbors no one dared to step on to this property; maybe that's why her driver left so quickly? Not only did she see this new adventure as part of her research but also a reconstructing project, she loved to fix old things, she was also a very curious brute which lead her to large amounts of trouble, but she never focused on those details.

"Well, no reason standing out here freezing to death.." She whispered.

She kicked through her luggage barricading the door way and pulled a large black key from her coat pocket. She pushed open the heavy door and gasped as she stepped inside the estate. She couldn't ignore the chills that ran down her spine as she saw how dark an eerie the interior was. The long windows stretching from the floor to ceiling were draped with ripped white curtains that blew in the wind resembling howling ghosts. All the furniture was covered in white tarps, the floor creaked under her weight as she walked through the corridor, the winding stair case, which railings were beautifully carved in mahogany wood was scratched as if used for some animals carving board.

"Hmm..?" She thought out loud. "Maybe the rumors are true, I won't be the only one living in this house after all."

She dragged a few of her bags up the stairs and into the East wing of the estate. She walked into the largest room and was completely at awe. The bed was extremely large and took up a wide portion of the back wall. There were old paintings hanging on the walls with embroidered frames and decorative designs. There was a separate room connected on the right which served as a walk-in closet and on the left was her own personal bathroom. She left the room to venture into the other side of the house eager to find what else was in store. As she began to try the locks on the doors she found that all of them failed to work with the key she received from her realtor.

"How strange?" She whispered. She finished trying the locks and to her avail, they did not open for her.

"They said this was a skeleton key, it should have opened every door in this house.." She thought aloud.

This discovery only sparked more of her curiosity. Why would the doors be locked if not only to keep others out? Keep them from seeing things that ought not to be seen. And in obvious reasons some one had to have locked these doors with a key only they posses- wanting to keep what ever lies on the other side a secret.

"Interesting" She hummed, as she walked back to her room. "Who ever possesses this house, we shall get well acquainted."

Sebastian gripped onto Ciel's thighs with claw-like hands and immediately turned over in one swift motion, flipping Ciel onto his back. The younger vampire looked up at Sebastian in surprise as he gripped onto the pillow on each side of Ciel's head- his arms trapping Ciel's vision from looking in any other direction other than Sebastian's indignant expression. Sebastian's eyes seemed to glow a crimson shade as he glared down at Ciel, ignoring his long black hair framing his face.

"Ciel. I thought we made a deal." Sebastian declared.

Ciel looked up at him with a devious look, "Our deal was intended for me to go back home with you, admit my desire for you; which was met with the last few hours of you pounding into me like some oversexed animal. However, it did not specify the time I would do so." He replied rather confidently.

Sebastian looked to be inwardly cursing himself when Ciel pointed that out. He released the pillow Ciel laid on and sat up on his knees. He looked down at his hands disappointed; well there was nothing he could do to change that factor now, next time he makes a deal he will remind himself to look over the details and avoid all loop holes. Sebastian looked up as he felt Ciel's hands thread through his hair, cupping his head behind his ear. The younger lifted Sebastian's chin so that he could see his eyes; sad, like a pathetic little puppy.

"Don't fret, I just have a little bit of unfinished business to attend to, then I'll return and..." Ciel let his sentence trail off as he placed both hands on Sebastian's bare upper thighs, he loved the way his master grew stiff whenever he touched him so closely. He leaned into him placing a firm kiss to his lips. "We can do this again," he finished.

Before Sebastian could lean in and give him a real kiss Ciel stood from the bed to find his clothes in all the chaos. Sebastian turned around on the bed and watched as Ciel riffled through the clothes on the ground and began to put them back on. The vampyre's eyes trailed up the curves and mounds of his fledglings nude flesh as Ciel pulled his trousers up and over his slender hips. "Stop starring at me you old pervert" Ciel spoke tossing Sebastian's shirt at his face without even turning around to see if it hit him or not.

Sebastian removed his shirt violently thrown at his face and placed it in his lap. "How did you know I was looking?" He asked, Ciel remained with his back facing him the moment he stepped out of the bed.

"Because I know you," Ciel replied easily.

"Oh, really?" Sebastian cooed, genuinely intrigued.

"Yes," Ciel retorted. He turned around as he buttoned up his dress shirt and realized the top four had been torn off. He sighed and rolled his eyes in annoyance; nothing he can do, and it's not like he has to dress formally to confront Elizabeth anyway.

"Or maybe your right, maybe I don't know you as well as I think. but I sure as hell will find out, just as you do to me." Ciel stood in front of Sebastian with curiosity brewing in his eyes. "I want to know your weakness, your thoughts, your fetishes, your past...it's only fair right?"

"Of course," Sebastian replied. "I am an open book,"

"Good, if that be the case I might actually enjoy reading," Ciel smiled. He bent down and kissed his master once more. This time Sebastian grabbed a hand full of his hair to insure their kiss would last a bit longer. When they pulled away Ciel turned toward the door with out a second thought.

Sebastian clicked his teeth, "Ciel, what business is so urgent that you must attend to it right now?" Ciel pulled on his coat and opened the door as silently as possible. The orchestra had stopped which signaled the gala must have come to a close.

"Just something with Elizabeth," he whispered. "I'll be back, I don't know when but it will be soon."

Sebastian watched as Ciel slipped away from him once again.

Sebastian waited after Ciel had left for whatever reason he thought up of that convinced him to stay sitting on the bed alone, contemplating his thoughts. He was fully dressed and decided to divert back to his estate where he was most at ease. He continued to tell himself that Ciel would return, in time. Sebastian would be waiting as long as he needed to, just knowing that Ciel kept his promise was good enough for him.

As Sebastian moved stealthily through the streets of the neighborhood and hid beneath the shadows castled by the dull blue sky, he noticed a certain stirring in his chest. Was he excited? Why was he thinking of all the things him and Ciel will do together? All he will be able to show his fledgling; sharing a home with someone again. He hasn't felt this since..

"hmm?" He grunted, furrowing his eyebrows. He ignored his past for so long, he couldn't recall the memory. He's lived through so many generations, what was the start of his own? He buried all evidence of this in the drawers and crates stacked in various places in his estate. Locked the memories away; now he felt the need to recover them once again. Probably because Ciel would be fishing for them anyway and he would rather tell him himself that let the little nuisance discover his secrets alone.

I stepped onto the front porch of my estate and lifted my hand to turn the knob of my door. The sun was about to rise and I needed to take shelter before hand. In the back of my mind I worried for Ciel, and if he had finished his mission with his widowed fiance. Hopefully he wasn't still at her estate, otherwise he would be trapped there until sun down.

As I grabbed onto my door knob I felt an odd sensation tingle against my fingers; a small vibration resonating from the inside of my estate. I didn't want to believe my first thoughts that someone was on the other side and decided to rely on another sense. I inhaled a deep breath and as I exhaled I opened my eyes wide as the scent I picked up was unrecognizable; the smell of a human.

Someone had entered my house.

I decided not to enter through my front door and ran around to the left side of my house, away from the rising light of day so that no one would be able to see me. I placed my palms on the walls then one at a time lifted my legs and firmly placed my feet on the decaying wood. I stood straight up as I found my balance now standing at a vertical angle, perpendicular to the ground. I began to walk up the side of my house in long strides until I came to the window that lead into my private study.

I landed into the room silently and looked around critically to see if anyone of my belongings had been removed or misplaced. It seemed as though the intruder neglected to enter this room considering everything was accounted for and in it's rightful place. As I existed out into the hall I turned to venture into the East side of the estate. I worried none for the West side- where I stayed for the remainder of my days as well as the room where I store blood, and Ciel's chamber. All the doors were locked and I am the only one with the key to open them.

I walked across the inner balcony that over-seed the corridor and as I ventured into the East wing I began to hear movement with in the biggest room which was originally reserved for guests, if I ever intended on having any. I could sense light foot steps walking back and forth inside the room. My hand grazed the side of the wall as I approached the door.

I pulled back my lips letting my fangs extend to their full length and the toxic venom excrete into my mouth and mix with my saliva. My hand trailing along the wall clawed into the wood leaving four long indentations as my hand contracted. I stepped into the light coming from the room through the crack in the door and peered inside to see know one there. I pushed open the door and was instantly hit with another powerful smell. Not only a human, but a female; now why would one so feeble willingly cross my path? Not only this but decide to throw all of her belongings around my house as if she intended to stay here? Who the hell does she think she is? Under what authority does she have to enter my house without permission.

The more I thought about this the more I became angrier and wanted only to drag her by her limbs out of my house and into the street. Maybe even teach her a lesson for having the audacity to enter my home unannounced.

I stepped into the room and noticed a trail of her clothes leading into the bathroom connected to the left side of the room. She was bathing; I thought with a devilish grin. A perfect time to catch her when she is at her most vulnerable. I approached the door and cracked it open, steam permeated out of the room from the hot water filled in the glass tub. I pushed the door open a little more to get a clear view of the tub placed in the center of the bathroom. When the fog cleared I saw her emerge from the tub- her back facing me as she sat up in the steaming hot water.

Before I knew it, my body had frozen in place; my territorial demeanor evaporated like the water converting into clouds of steam around me. She dropped her sponge she used to scrub up and down her pale arms and ran her fingers down the side of her plump breasts and torso; completely unaware I was standing by the door. I suddenly pictured myself running my hands along the expanse of her wet, smooth skin. My lips kissing the side of her neck and shoulders as she leans into me completely at ease; encouraging my actions.

What caught my eye and sent me down a dark, decaying road of nostalgia was when I watched her hands trail through her incredibly long and thick, red hair.