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Mildly calloused hands tightened around the edges of the large hospital bed as they wheeled it down the hallway. The quiet of the early morning only added to the sense of anticipation the two males felt resonating between them.

Turquoise eyes shifted from the lights overhead to the cream-colored walls, both of which moving by at a steady rate.

"Is it going to take long?"

Bard looked down at the other blonde. "Not really. Besides, you'll be under the anesthesia, so it'll be over before you know it." he promised.

Finny smiled slightly, glad for the reassuring words. "Thanks."

"Just doin' my job." he shrugged nonchalantly. The doctor was taken aback by the boy's polite optimism. A light tint of blush colored his face when he saw the calm smile on Finny's face because of his simple words. Slowing the bed to a stop in front of the operating room, Bard looked around for a familiar head of grayish-white hair.

"E-Excuse me, Dr. Bard?" a short intern asked. The small young man looked up at the older doctor nervously.

"Yeah?" he answered.

"Dr. Tanaka a-asked me to tell you that he's r-running a bit late and he wants y-you to keep the patient company until he gets h-here…" the intern stuttered, scurrying off after his message was relayed.

Bard grumbled under his breath and looked down at his patient, who was watching everything interestedly. Looking away from Finny's inquisitive greenish blue eyes, the man scratched the nape of his neck awkwardly. He wasn't really good with people, especially strangers. He always somehow managed to say something he shouldn't.

Finny sensed his unease and giggled slightly. It was funny that the older male seemed so lost at the moment. His laugh earned him a curious look from Bard, and he gave a slight shrug.

"Uh….let me take you into the operating room then." Bard muttered. He wheeled the bed into the room, where a number of surgical assistants were already working to prep for the operation. Before he could say anything more, the pager on his waist vibrated lightly and he sighed.

"Looks like I'm needed. I'm sure you can hang here for a second until Dr. Tanaka comes ba-"

"Wait!" Finny interrupted quickly, looking up at the doctor with worried eyes. "You can't stay for just a few more minutes?"

Bard's expression crinkled in confusion as he looked at Finny. What did it matter if he stayed? There were others in the room, so it wasn't like the boy would be alone. "But…why?" he asked plainly.

Breaking his gaze, Finny looked away with a pinkish hue on his cheeks. He didn't want to explain it, but Bard was the only thing that was keeping him calm at this point. All that time spent in the laboratory had made him terrified of any kind of surgery or operation. He'd been ready to bolt when they had told him that they would have to carry out a surgery. But Bard had calmed him and explained what would happen. He had made him feel more confident about the situation.

The gruff blonde sighed internally at the silence from Finny, but he didn't move from his spot. He would probably get scolded for arriving late when he got to his next task, but the doctor found himself not caring. It was obvious that Finny needed him, so how could he leave?


Finny blinked, the white lights stinging his eyes a little as he awoke. He squinted until he had adjusted to the brightness of the room. A voice next to him brought him into reality.

"You're finally up. I thought I'd have to come back another day. How are you feeling?"

Finny looked over to where the voice was coming from, and a pair of curious cerulean irises stared back at him.

"Ciel!" he chirped, a smile parting his lips.

The older male nodded and shifted so that his cast-covered arm was resting on the armrest of the chair he was sitting in. His bones were healing steadily, but he still had at least another week before he would be able to take the cast off. He leaned back in the chair and tried to adjust. It had been uncomfortable sitting for so long, but Bard had told him that there was a good chance that Finny would wake up today. It seemed that he was right.

Finny stretched his limbs slowly, testing them out. He was a little stiff from laying still, but at least he wasn't in so much pain like before.

"It feels…better. Much better." the blonde smiled. He was so happy! Now he'd be able to walk around on his own. He could even take a little trip around the hospital. Or even better, go exploring in that big garden he'd seen. He looked up towards the doorway when he noticed someone standing there and grinned widely. "Dr. Bard!" he exclaimed.

Bard had a slight smile on his lips as he entered the room, stopping in front of the boy's bed.

"Glad to see you're awake. You're not in as much pain as before, right?" he asked. His eyes scanned over Finny's body slowly. Even if the man was a bit awkward around people, he was in his element when it came to taking care of them. Bard's intuitive eyes could notice smaller details that others missed, especially when someone was in pain.

"Yeah, I'm feeling much better." Finny said happily, moving quickly to sit up on the bed.

Bard quickly put a hand on the boy's shoulder to still him. "Whoa whoa, take it easy there. No need to rush. You still need to rest and relax. Even if the surgery was a success, your body needs to adjust."

A frown pulling at his lips, Finny nodded slowly and laid back on the pillows. He had been so excited to finally get out and explore. Now he would have to sit around again.

Bard noticed his disappointment and suddenly felt guilty. He would be disheartened as well if he was told that he would have to be trapped in a boring hospital bed every day. "Uh…but you can still get out once in a while. I can take you out for trips around the hospital if you would like." he offered. With all the things that the doctor had to do, trying to squeeze in time with Finny would be difficult, but he would try his best. The young boy deserved at least that much.

Finny's eyes lit up at his proposal and he nodded quickly, his smile wide enough that his cheeks were surely aching.

Watching from the other side of the bed, Ciel noticed the strange atmosphere in the exchange between them. It was an atmosphere that he wasn't used to. Suddenly feeling awkward, the young man excused himself from the room. Ciel walked down the hallway, his shoes clacking slightly on the polished tile floors. He'd been coming to the hospital to sit with Finny for all of this week, and the flow of things had become familiar to him. He'd overheard a nurse say that Fridays were specialty dessert days down in the cafeteria, so that's where he was headed now. Ciel had also learned which sections of the hospital housed certain patients, as well as which doctors worked what shifts. In fact, there was one doctor in particular that he was trying to avoid.

'It's not like there's anything wrong with the guy….it's just…I can't risk-'

Crashing into the torso of someone else abruptly cut off that thought, and Ciel was bathed in the strange scent of sanitizer mixed with nice cologne.

"Why don't you watch where you're going next time." he grumbled under his breath, brushing himself off before looking up at who he'd collided with. The blue eyed boy stepped back when he saw the surprised smile being flashed at him.

"Well hello there, Mr. Phantomhive. Here for another visit?" Sebastian asked smoothly, straightening out his now rumpled shirt.

"Yes, I am. Now, if you'll excuse me, there's a slice of cake in the cafeteria with my name on it." Ciel replied curtly.

"Oh, speaking of which….." the dark-haired doctor trailed off as he glanced at his watch, then looked back up with a smile. "It's just about time for my lunch break. Mind if I join you?"

"Actually, I do. Last time I checked, I didn't need a lunch buddy." Ciel frowned. He rolled his eyes and tried to step around the man, only giving an annoyed sigh when Sebastian simply moved to walk alongside him. "Haven't you ever heard of "no means no"?" he grumbled.

Sebastian chuckled at that but didn't answer. Something about the boy intrigued him. He had seen Ciel around the hospital all week, but he hadn't gotten the chance to have any direct contact with him. It almost made him suspect that the bluenette was avoiding him. Either way, he found himself somewhat drawn to him.

A frown marring his pale face, Ciel glowered at the doctor walking beside him with that damned calm smile of his. What was up with this guy? Couldn't he understand that he didn't want him hanging around? Ciel didn't want anyone hanging around him for that matter. He would much rather be on his own. No stupid people bothering him. And better yet, no one asking questions. Questions with dangerous answers.

He looked up when he heard an annoyed groan leave the doctor's lips. His eyebrows scrunched together in confusion as he looked around for the source of Sebastian's dissatisfaction.

"Oh, Doctor Michaelis!" a voice called out. A red clad male suddenly bounded up to them, his long red locks swinging behind him. His scarlet scrubs seemed strangely tight, and Ciel had to wonder if that was allowed. The man promptly attached himself to Sebastian's right arm, leaning his head on his shoulder. "You didn't even visit me at the nurses' station today, how rude!" he pouted.

Sebastian rolled his eyes, an action that was only noticed by Ciel. "You know that I'm very busy, Nurse Sutcliffe."

"I told you to call me Grell!" he protested. "And you have time to hang around with this little brat but not me?"

Ciel gave an offended sound of disbelief and was about to let the annoying man have it, but Sebastian cut in quickly before he could curse the nurse out.

"Ciel is my patient. Now please, get back to work. Unless you want me to go and fetch William and tell him about how much you've been slacking." he said, his tone calm but the hard threat still there.

"Always going to tell William on me." he scoffed as he released his hold on Sebastian. "Fine. But I'll see you later, Doctor." he grinned. With a wink, he turned on his heels and pranced off.

"Sorry about that. Grell is a bit much." Sebastian said as he rubbed his temple in annoyance.

"Yes, I can see that. What an idiot."

The doctor tried not to laugh at the open insult of one of his coworkers, but he couldn't help it.

Ciel found himself smiling at the light laughter from the other male. He hadn't heard it before and it was pleasant. "Anyways, are you taking me to the cafeteria or not? I haven't got all day."

"Oh? I thought you didn't want me tagging along in the first place?" Sebastian asked with a grin.

Hesitating at his slip-up, Ciel scoffed and turned away to hide the tinge of pink on his face. "I don't! But since you just decided to come along, the least you could do is get me some cake." he grumbled.

Sebastian smiled at his reaction and gave a nod. "Whatever you say, Mr. Phantomhive."

"I'm not my father. Just call me Ciel."

Raising a brow, the doctor merely nodded. "Alright, Ciel."


"Are you sure it's alright for you to be doing this? Don't you have patients to attend to?"

"I still have a few minutes left of my lunch break. And if there's anything pressing, I can be reached on my pager."

Ciel gave a small "hmph" as they walked along the stony path of the garden. After they'd enjoyed their treat in the cafeteria, Sebastian had suggested they take a stroll through the hospital's large garden. Ciel had rejected the offer at first. The last thing he needed was to be getting close to someone. But Sebastian had managed to badger him until he'd given in. But he'd only said yes to get the man off his back. At least, that's what he chose to believe.

"I'm guessing you'll be happy to be getting that cast off in a week." Sebastian said lightly.

"Yes, I'm sick of this thing. It's uncomfortable and it itches like crazy!" he complained.

Laughing a bit, Sebastian nodded. "I know that feeling. When I was younger, my friend and I were playing in his treehouse, and I fell out of it. Dropped almost ten feet and broke my leg. I was on crutches for weeks and I hated it."

"How the hell did you fall out?"

"My friend and I had gotten into an argument over a comic book. I moved to punch him, he dodge, and I went toppling over the balcony." Sebastian answered, shaking his head at his younger antics.

"Wow. You really are an idiot." Ciel chuckled lightly.

"Says the boy that also hurt himself. But I don't regret it. That time I spent in the hospital showed me what it was like to be around people that helped others. Seeing all those doctors and nurses save lives….it made me think, "this is what I want to do in life". And since then I was intent on being in the medical field." he said. His crimson eyes stared off, a part of the moment, but somehow still looking somewhere else.

Ciel watched him interestedly. He had never seen someone so passionate about their job. And to know what he wanted to do so young. Hell, Ciel was twenty and he still didn't know what he was going to do with his life. Of course, his father had many ideas about his future, but none of them seemed to work out in his mind.

Lost in his own thoughts, Ciel hadn't been paying attention to where he was walking and stumbled into the collection of shiny, colorful rocks. He nearly fell on his face, but steadied when a strong hand gripped his uninjured arm and helped him. Swallowing hard at the contact, Ciel quickly stepped back on the sidewalk and moved out of Sebastian's hold. "Uh…thanks." he mumbled. He shifted uncomfortably before continuing the walk. He didn't like people touching him. At all.

Sebastian noticed his discomfort and immediately released him. His eyes couldn't help how the boy was shaking ever so slightly. What was going on with him? Before the doctor could even open his mouth to speak, the little device on his waist vibrated, alerting him that he was needed somewhere in the building.

"I have to get back in the hospital, I'll catch up with you later Ciel, alright?" he said.

Ciel shook his head. "You don't have to do that. I probably won't be hanging around the hospital much anyways." he muttered, not looking up at him.

Sebastian was confused by his statement, but he didn't have time to press him on it. As he headed back into the building, he couldn't help glancing over his shoulder at the boy, who was now sitting on a bench and staring off.

Just what was going on?

Thank you for your patience with me, I know I am horrible with updates. But hopefully this chapter was worth it? Stay tuned, babies. 3