[Ciel's POV]

I saw Miss (Y/n) off to bed a my fianćee did aswell.

'That can't be her! It just can't!' I yelled at myself.

My mind raced telling myself over and over that it wasn't her. My mind kept up thinking of her, Miss (Y/n) until her mother tapped my shoulder.

"Shall we begin before I turn in to bed, young Earl?" Lady (L/n) asked.

"Uh...yes, we shall. Come." I mumbled.

I looked after Miss (Y/n) and Sebastian before walking to my study with Lady (L/n) following close behind. I sat in my chair and my mind wandered to Miss (Y/n).

'She's not real. She was just a dream...yet...here she is. In the bedroom just down the hall.' I thought

I looked up, my single blue eye dancing over Lady (L/n)'s features as we began the business offer.

[Your POV]

The dream came back again. Night after night the same thing yet never finding out. My eyes tightened shut, my breathing quickened, I tossed and turned, the sheets tangling and swaddling my body. My dream became dizzy and more real. It was as if it was all happening.

~~Dreamland~~

Mother was gone, lying on the the floor, dead. Covered in her own blood, my face splattered with it as well.

I looked at her body, feeling nothing. I turned and walked upstairs and a hand grabbed me, dragging me into a different room. Arms tighten around my waist from behind and I felt kisses down my jaw. The lips that pressed to the soft skin of my neck, pressed to my lips. Cold yet warm, so hypnotic, so...soft.

This was where the dream always ended. When I was about to see his face, but this time it kept going.

My shoulders were gripped and I was spun around. The single ocean blue eye stared back at me, his eye patch just sitting atop his other eye. His blue hair, soft to the touch. His electrifying lips pressed back to mine. We pulled away and I reached for the eye patch.

The blue haired boy let me and stood still as I pulled the eye patch over his head. His eye looked at me, the purple symbol embedded into his eye. The circled star, and the spike protruding away from the star. I stared at it, mesmerized by it, just...falling into its gaze. Then everything went black.

~~End of Dreamland~~

I jolted awake, panting slightly. My hand gripped the sheets tightly, having the fistful of sheets pressed to my chest. I closed my eyes tight and rubbed my eyes.

"That can't be him. It was just a dream." I mumbled.

I looked around the moonlit room. The curtains open and the blinds open. I swung my feet over the edge of the bed and walked to the window. I stood infront of it, getting a marvelous view of the garden. All the different colored flowers, decorating the land, and a cat. A small black feline.

"awww." I whispered breathly.

The feline looked up at me, as if sensing me gaze upon its back. I smiled down at the small feline and in meowed, flicking its tail back and forth.

It eventually walked away, out of my view, leaving my wondering eyes to gaze over the lovely garden. As my gaze rested on the flowers, the longer I stared, the heavier my eyeslids got. I couldn't fall asleep now, what if the dream came back? What if this time instead of stopping it showed me something I didn't want to see?

It was too late. I had already sat on the bed and lied back down. The moment I rested my head upon that soft, feathery pillow my mind had gone blank, my thoughs ceased to continue and I fell asleep once more.

[Sebastian's POV]

The young master stayed up quite late if I say so myself. He ran his hand throu
gh his blue hair and groaned a deep, throat rattling groan, one that signaled frustration.

"Money. Money money money. All this is about is money." Young master mumbled.

"My lord? Are you alright?" I asked in my smooth mono tone.

"Sebastian, I don't think I can go through with this deal. Almost 40% of my company? More than hundreds of dollars in profit that I need to keep my legacy on! All she cares about is getting money in her greedy hands!" The young master said, his answer speeding up with every word, his breath running out untill his finished answer.

"Do what you believe is right, young master." I said and bowed.

"I'll... Call off the deal tomorrow. I need rest."

"Yes My lord." Young master Ciel stood and walked for his study door.

I held it open for my young master and he walked to the room across the hall. I held open that door open as well and gave my lord his sleeping apparel before softly walking from the room.

"Let us see what tomorrow brings." I whispered before walking through the Manor, searching for any imperfections to fix.

Nothing, Mey-rin must have done a swell job at cleaning and not being clumsy. I guess the stress of having guests must have done it for her. Very well, nothing was out of place so I shall turn in to my resting quarters.

"Sweet dreams to the Phantomhive Manor." I mumbled before heading back up to the stairs to my bedroom.

'And sweet dreams to you, my lord.' I thought silently, knowing of the dreams he's been having.