The next few days passed in a daze for Ciel. He floated aimlessly between work and his apartment, simply going through the motions without even realizing his actions. Everything felt monotonous and seemed to blur together before Ciel's eyes. Yet, for all that Ciel wandered throughout the day, his mind remained alert and it continued to focus on one thing.
Sebastian. The crimson-eyed vampire had yet to leave his mind since the night of the fight at the club, and Ciel found himself thinking about Sebastian more than he should. Especially considering they only met twice and their brief meetings didn't truly warrant such deep fascination. Yet the more Ciel tried to force the vampire from his thoughts, the more he found them circling back to Sebastian. He knew Claude claimed him as dangerous, but Ciel couldn't understand how Sebastian could be dangerous when he didn't even have teeth.
Or rather, he had his teeth. All nice and neat, and looking far too much like a human set. That wasn't what concerned Ciel and drew his attention, but instead, the lack of fangs in Sebastian's mouth. From what Ciel understood from Claude, vampires retracted their fangs to a minimal point when not in use. It helped to avoid detection and prevented them from slicing open their lips every waking second. However, during feeding or a fight, the fangs became essential. Claude never expounded upon why, but Ciel had a good idea as to the reason.
But if that was the case, then why did Sebastian never extend his fangs during the fight?
The question plagued Ciel's mind at night - one of many, actually - keeping him awake as he tossed and turned until the early stretches of the morning hour. Worst still, Ciel had no one to turn to for answers. Claude remained quiet, stonily so, and even Alois couldn't pry the answers from him. In the end, Ciel gave up on Claude two days after the event and turned to the Internet for answers.
Yet the Internet, for all its usefulness and answers, proved less than helpful. It offered up nothing of use for Ciel and left him feeling more frustrated than anything. The information regarding vampires online proved fictional at best. Ciel knew from Claude that most of the facts online weren't correct, and that generally, vampires tended to write fictitious articles designed to lead the populace astray.
Some truth mixed in with the fictional, but none of it proved prudent to Ciel's research. It ended up leaving Ciel so annoyed that by the second day of his online research, Ciel almost threw his computer against the wall. He managed to quell the urge last minute and with a flurry of motions, grabbed his jacket and shoes before storming out of the apartment.
His agitated actions led him to the park and a wooden bench, warmed by the sun's rays, where Ciel sat for several hours, watching people pass by without regard to his presence. Ciel didn't move from his spot until the sun began to set, sending long shadows stretching across the ground and Ciel likened them to puddles. Puddles of blood, which inevitably, lead his thoughts back to Sebastian once more.
With a snort, Ciel stood up and left the park before the sun could sink below the horizon anymore. The cold crept back into his bones without the burning orb in the sky and Ciel fought off a shiver as he walked down the sidewalk towards the subway's entrance. He passed a narrow street riddled with novelty shops protruding from the walls and the road dotted with people near the entrance. A person bumped into his shoulder, sending Ciel stumbling back a step with the force. He spun around to tell off the person, but found them lost within the crowds on the street. Ciel snorted as he stepped into the narrow street to avoid the crowd and his hands rose to pop the collar around his neck in an effort to stave off the chill.
Once done, Ciel cast one more look around the area, noting the warm light that spilled from the shops. He mentally reminded himself to visit the area on his day off, when the sun was out and the air warmer. He checked the street names one last time and then nearly ran into a stranger as blue eyes caught a familiar figure emerging from within one of the shops. Ciel stuttered out an apology to the flustered woman as he tried to push around her, nearly knocking her bags to the ground in his haste to reach Sebastian. Because despite the quickly fading light and distance between them, Ciel knew it was Sebastian.
