I'm not insane (Black Butler FF)

Chapter 1

"So tell me your story again."

Sebastian sighed and rolled his eyes as he sat in front of a stout little man, arms bound around him within the confines of a white straight jacket, the muzzle usually bound around his face sitting on the desk that separated the two men. He knew that they were testing him, to see if he would give the same story every time. He briefly considered telling them a lie to try and get out of this place, but he dismissed the thought soon after. Sebastian Michaelis was many things, a liar was not  one of them. He looked down, just staring the muzzle on the desk down,

"I've told you my story, I see no reason to repeat myself for the umpteenth time." Was all he said, his English accent heavy and elegant in this all american setting, he knew the 'doctor' would review it anyways. The doctor nodded and looked at his file.

"So. Sebastian Michaelis, says here you claim to have served as the butler to an Earl Ciel Phantomhive. You also claim that your master served Queen Victoria and had been dubbed 'The Queen's loyal Guard Dog'. Is this correct?" the doctor inquired. Sebastian gave a quick nod of his head and continued to stare down the muzzle that he had grown accustomed to wearing.

"You also claim to have lived for 'more than a lifetime' in your words. Also correct?" He inquired again. Sebastian was used to having these questions asked of him and he only ever nodded to them. He felt no need to speak when he had already told them his story.

"Sebastian. Do you understand why you're here?" The doctor asked, there it was, the question Sebastian knew all to well. He nodded bitterly and glared at the doctor. Trying to will his eyes to glow. Trying to force his demon to the surface, but nothing happened.

"I am here because you all think I am insane, but I assure you. You will hear from me truly soon enough. As a demon bound to his contract I will continue to serve my Young Master even in his death." He said. A brilliant smirk on his face that caused those to be wary of him. He was kept in solitary confinement constantly being watched and sedated. Drugs keeping his demon at bay, and he was not happy. He vowed that he would get out of this hell and he never broke a vow. The doctor sighed and waved to a couple nurses, who came over and gave Sebastian sorrowful looks as they injected him with a sedative and muzzled him. He willingly gave up his freedom to them this time and walked alongside them, silently growling the entire way.

It wasn't until he was put into a room did he realize that he was in a different wing of the institute altogether. He looked at the nurses and one of them smiled and removed the muzzle from his face. She oddly looked like Mey Rin now that he thought about it. He felt a pang in his chest when he thought of the clumsy maid from all those years ago.

"Good news Sebastian. You're getting a roommate. The higher ups have deemed you safe enough for one." She said. Taking the muzzle with her as she walked away. Sebastian was about to question her when a child was tossed into the room. He thrashed about and cried out,

"When my family hears about this you'll be sorry!" he yelled and Sebastian found it odd how he sounded like Alois Trancy. He watched him pace around the room arguing with himself.

"Please. Like anyone would really care that you're here." he said out loud in a voice that oddly resembled Ciel. And this kept up, his voice changing every time he spoke.

"Well I'm sorry not all of us can be so popular like you and have the perfect life."

"My life was far from perfect you know that."

"Yes. Parents died in a fire. How tragic. You forget that I was enslaved and raped almost my entire life."

"I know that all to well. Now hush. We have a guest."

The arguing stopped there. The child turned and Sebastian finally noticed his features. He had one purple iris and the other a dull blue. His hair navy blue with platinum blonde streaks. He was short but had a serious look to him. It seems he had noticed his existence. Sitting against the padded white wall. Staring at him with no doubt a hungry look in his eyes. His hair was no longer neatly kept but a mess, fallen in front of his eyes. Making him look the insane role that been bestowed upon him. His crimson eyes baring into her soul intently as he sit kept in the confines of the white straight jacket still secured around him. They had taken the muzzle away but the jacket would stay.  He knew that.

He could have sworn he saw a look of recognition flash through the child's eyes before he spoke. Ciel's voice as he remembered it clearly ringing out through the air.

"Sebastian?"

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Welp, thats it for the first chapter. This is a thing that I hope to continue in its entirety. I hope you all enjoy it.

Live, laugh, love and peace out.

~KrisTheSatanSister