SEBASTIAN P.O.V.
I hurried as fast as I could to the hospital where Ciel was at. I hope he isn't badly injured.
When I got there a nurse leaded me to his room after I told her who i was searching for. My heart broke when I walked inside his room. His right eye was bandaged and he needed an oxygen mask to breath. My poor young mas--No! He's not my young master! He is my young master's great grandson! But still... he resembles him so much...
"S-Sebastian..."The fragile boy that was laying on the hospital bed whispered my name and thanks to my demon powers I was able to hear it.
"Shhh....I'm here now and I promise everything will be fine. Don't worry, just rest."I smile down at him, stroking his hair gently and humming a song that would make him fall asleep.
He forced himself to smile a little to assure me he is alright then closed his eyes slowly, soon falling asleep. After he did that a doctor walked inside and gave me a resuring smile.
"We disinfected his eye, unfortunately he can't use it anymore, it was badly injured. He also told us he lost his inhaller in that incident and had an asthma attack so when he wakes up he is good to go home, but it would be good to buy him a new inhaller."The doctor informed me and I smiled in return.
"Thank you, doctor. I'm happy nothing worse happened to him."I looked down at Ciel's sleeping face and sighed in relief. When he will wake up I can take him back home.
The doctor left the room soon and I laid down next to the boy, holding him protectively in my arms. I was feeling like he was going to fade away any minute and that's the last thing I want.
"You are so beautiful... just like your great grandfather. Please wake up soon and look at me... Please. I'm begging you..."I whispered softly, kissing his forehead tenderly.
He is such a beautiful kid and a smart one too. He knows to play the violin perfectly and knows everything about his family's history. The only thing that he isn't good at is dancing.
I chuckled slightly as I remembered the way my young master used to struggle everytime he had to dance. He wasn't a graceful cat when it comes to dancing.
"S-Sebastian...can we go home, please? I want to sit on our couch, cuddling with you like we used to."
"Huh? What do you mean, Ciel?"I looked at him confused. We only met yesterday. We never cuddled on the couch. They only person I cuddled with was....
"What happened with the 'young master'? Really, Sebastian. You should always treat your master with respect."He smirked at me, the same smirk I used to see about a century ago.
