Save Me From the Numbness

Caught in the Undertow

        Ciel's POV-

        'My head.... Ugh, where am I? What is this place? Its so dark.... So- so cold.........'                                      I jumped as something black slithered through the darkness. What was this place? And why was I alone? "Sebastian!" I called, hoping the crimson eyes of my butler would appear in this wretched darkness. "Sebastian, this is an order, COME TO ME!" I screamed as my contract symbol began to burn.                                                                                                                                                                                         "Bocchan," I heard, a faint whisper echoing through the room. "Bocchan, its time to wake up......."            "I'm already awake! SEBASTIAN!" I screamed as more pain tore through me, as I struggled not to collapse. "Sebastian," I whispered as the darkness crept closer. "Help me.........."

        Sebastian's POV-

        'It's been nearly a week and Young Master has still not regained consciousness. I fear that blow did more than was good for him, even if he is a demon. It would have been serious for even me......'                I gazed down at my Young Master. He looked so small and fragile on the large bed. His blue hair fell into his face, over the large bandage that encircled his head. I longed for his blue and purple eyes to open, showing his contract symbol. I had failed to protect Young Master..... If he dies, I shall need the proper punishment. And yet, it wasn't a demon sword......                                            "Sebastian, come to me, this is an order!" he cried out in his unconsciousness.                                       "Bocchan," I said, concerned. "Its time to wake up......"                                                                             "I'm already awake! SEBASTIAN!" He began screaming and I leaped to his side. "Help me......" he whispered, choking out the words in pain.                                                                                                               "Young Master! Shhhhh, lie still and rest... Shhhhhh" I didn't want Young Master to stay asleep, but he was going to do himself damage like this. I reached down and ran a hand through his hair, careful to avoid the wound that stretched from the back to the right side of his head. It was deep, nearly cutting all the way accross. The top of his head had bearly remained in tact. Had he still been human, he would have died almost instantly. The Young Master had been right, I've been distracted lately and my carelessness nearly got him killed........                                                                                              I was hungry, and needed a soul to feast on. But my ties to my master kepet me from taking any more..... Oh how I dream of his soul sometimes.... But no, I'm glad it didn't need to end that way, I didn't need to kill my Bocchan.......

                                TIme Skip- A few Hours (Sorry, didn't want to bore you)

        I sat in the chair, gazing at the frail boy. ' I've been here for hours, and he still hasn't stirred.' I sighed, worried that the damage would never completely heal. 'Oh Bocchan, its all my fault. How could I have let this happen?' Suddenly, I realized that a violet eye was meeting my gaze. I started, leaping to his side. He looked pained, and distant, so distant.............                                                                 "Young Master, you're awake. Is there anything I can get you?'                                                                    He spoke, his voice cold and ebbed with agony. "Water, Sebastian....."                                                       "Yes, My Lord." I started out the door before he cried out, saying "Wait!" I turned to him, a look of  panic in his eyes. "Yes, My Lord?" I asked, smiling at the way he had curled up like a cat, his eyes peeking out from tousled blue hair.                                                                                                                              "D-Don't dont' leave me alone." He begged, his tone a mixture of fear and sorrow. "Please Sebastian, don't leave me alone."                                                                                                                                I went to his side, kneeling before his bedside. "Yes, My Lord." Gently, so as not to jostle his wounds, I picked him up bridal-style, smiling when he curled into my chest. I carried him downstairs to the kitchen, setting him on the counter as I poured him a glass of water. He took it, and swallowed it down in one gulp, begging for more. After seven more glasses, he was finally satisfied.

                        Ciel's POV-

        I gazed at Sebastian, wiping the back of my hand across my mouth. My head had a dull ache, and the world seemed to be at a funny tilt.                                                                                                                  "Young Master, are you feeling alright? You're getting very pale."                                                                I gasped and clutched at my head. "It- It hurts........ AAAAAAAAHHH!" I screamed out in pain. Darkness was starting to form in the corners of my vision. I looked up at Sebastian, but he looked...... different. His eyes, since when are they yellow and green? Wh- What was he doing? Were those... Hedge clippers?! Another wave of pain coursed through me and I let out another scream. "SEBASTIAN!" Nothing looked familiar anymore. Where was I? Who was I? What- What was happening to me?