Tamed Rogue (Neko! Ciel x Sebastian)

We Traumatic Few

(This is going to be an angsty and fluffy story. Also I totally forgot Sebastian has red eyes until now.)

Ciel's POV

I wonder.....do people who are sad know what will make them happy again? Are they aware that the sadness isn't eternal? That one day, they could find something to ease the pain and lift the worry? Some people don't make it to that point. Some people lose hope too early into the mending process. They take their own lives. Their own blood, given to them by those who care, splattered by their hand. It's not the same for everyone. Some people can't take the sorrow of life. It's crucial to keep going through the pain. The suffering can stop. Have hope. Have faith. The time will come when happiness is reintroduced. Sadness is not eternal.

Just look at me. I can't even take my own advice. I want to be happy; I truly do but now I wonder. Is it possible for someone like me to be happy? Can I be happy too? Or am I just destined to live my life as a servant to the wealthy. I wanna be happy....it's not fair. None of it is fair but then again...when was it ever.

The entirety of my life has been brimming with abuse. Whether it be physical or mental, it all hurts. I've seen too much of it. Will this man's kindness only be temporary? Humans are all the same. Filthy. Spoiled. Corrupted. Wasted. Cruel. Cold. They're all cruel, lust-driven beasts.

Should I even keep going? Is there ever light at the end of this long, narrow tunnel? I doubt it. But isn't it worth a try? Everyone deserves happiness. No exceptions. And no matter what, I'll fight to get mine.

My eyes slowly fluttered open, squinting as I adjusted to the light flooding the room. As I sat up, I didn't even notice the other man in the room.

"Good morning, Ciel"

My head snapped in the direction where the voice came from. Oh. It was just him. I gave him a nod of acknowledgement before staring down at my lap. It took a bit for it to register. This was his bed. I slept in his bed. He probably hates me. How could I do such a thing. What if he punishes me! I didn't mean to. I truly didn't. I didn't know-

"Ciel, are you all right?"

He rush to my side. I hadn't even realized I was crying. Was he mad at me for crying too? Maybe he's trying to scare me by keeping calm? Oh no what've I done! Stop crying! Stop crying!

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to sleep in your bed nor did I mean to cry. I just got a bit panicked and I didn't realize I started crying. Whatever punishment you choose to give me, I'll accept it for my deeds. I'm sorry, sir!"
I rambled, panicking even more when he kept a straight face.

"Calm down for a moment, Ciel. Take a few deep breaths. I'm not mad at you. Calm down"

I did as he said, taking deep breaths as the tears gradually seized.

"Feeling better?"

I nodded, locking eyes with him. His eyes are really pretty. The eyes of my previous masters are nothing compared to his shiny, crimson orbs. Then again, his whole being is superior to that of my previous masters. He's tall, has pretty eyes, a sharp jaw, soft and pale skin, and an overall perfect body.

I realized I was staring and quickly averted my eyes to my hands as if they were the most interesting things in the world.

"So you're uh...really not mad at me?" I dared to ask

"Why should I be mad at you? You've done nothing wrong." He stated "Now, I've prepared breakfast. I've put your clothes on the bedside table to your right. Your hygienic items are in the restroom. Once you've finished getting ready, come downstairs."

He finished before walking to the door. Before he left, he said one final thing.

"I do hope you'll come to enjoy it here, Ciel."

Now, I was in his room alone. Just like he said, there was an outfit neatly folded on the bedside table and items like my toothbrush were in the restroom.

I quickly brushed my teeth, showered, and got dressed. The clothes picked out for me weren't clothes I was used to. I was given buckled shoes with black knee high socks and shorts that were a bit under my knees, leaving a bit of skin showing between the socks and shorts. With that came a black belt and black dress shirt. To top it off, a silk black ribbon choker with a dark blue pendant in the center. I would normally just wear a tattered gown with previous masters. The clothes I was given were more expensive than anything I'd ever been given.

Tucking in the dress shirt, I began the walk to the dining room. After 5 minutes of searching, I could confirm I was lost in his maze of a home. Speaking of which, I keep calling him sir. He's never told me what he wanted to be addressed as- that's off topic. Right now, I need to figure out where I am.

I was in a huge hallway that had paintings hung up side by side. Counting, there were a total of 8 huge panels, all of them paintings of landscapes with labels on the bottom. They were really pretty. There was a snowy forest with a cabin dead center in the middle labeled 'season A', a Mesa with seemingly giant mountains labeled 'Old H', an overview of London labeled 'Current', rows upon rows of blooming Sakura trees labeled 'season B',a giant waterfall with animals all around labeled 'C', a women with black hair and crimson eyes labeled 'X', and an overview of a hedge maze labeled 'COUT'. They were all beautifully done. All were lovely but one. The last one.

It was labeled 'HOME'. The panel was mixes of shades of red and black. Ash covered the tainted rocks as transparent men weeped. In the center of it all was a large, black castle. On the left of the castle laid a charred arch of wood with few leaves picking out. It was horrific. The weeping men, the tortured fallen. I could almost hear their cries. I fell backwards, eyes wide at the panel. Why would he have something like this in his home. Just who is he...?

"Ciel. You're not supposed to be here"

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Thank you for reading this chapter of tamed rogue. I wanna tell you something before you leave. If any of you are suffering, please don't be afraid to reach out to someone. I promise that you're worth it. Even if it may not seem like it, people care for you. Don't give up. Keep fighting for your happiness.

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