"I'll tell you anything in exchange for your soul." Sebastian said with a grin. I looked at him for a while, and thought that maybe not everything had come back to me just yet. I guess my confusion showed on my face, because Sebastian looked at me as if I had gone crazy.

"Young Master, is everything alr--"
"--Don't call me that..."
"Fine then. Young Master Ciel--

"Dammit, Sebastian...!! I--no--we don't have time to waste!" I scream, forgetting my family was still sleeping, yet caring very little about anyone else at the moment.

"Why does everything have to be a battle with you?" Sebastian said as he looked me straight in the eye. "...like you're fighting your own fears...all alone. You're not Her watchdog anymore...you can breathe now."

I pondered his advice for a while as I sat in the chair next to me. "On that note, I think I'll retire for the evening."

I strode to my room and as I opened the door, I had another vision; I was laying down in my bed as Sebastian stood beside me with a candelabra. He was about to leave, but I stopped him. The conversation went something like this:

"Don't leave my side. Atleast not until I fall asleep."
"Do you desire a lullaby, Young Master?"
"I don't have time for your farce, just do as I say. That's an order."
"As you wish, My Lord."

As my eyelids became heavy, I slowly fell asleep. When I was completely out— snoring and all—Sebastian tucked me in and looked at the window. He smiled and said "Do please take care of your soul, Young Master. You only have but one..."

My vision ended when Sebastian blew out my candles. When I returned back to my room, I looked out the window and then at the full length mirror in my room—

—"...Yes, Happy Birthday to me."