Author's Note: So I thought another Kuroshitsuji fanfic would be fun, I guess. XD I'm kind of scared, honestly, since my faith in my fanfiction-writing abilities is extremely low. But I'm giving it a shot, as I need to get my mind off the stress of another anime I started recently. So I guess the way I'm relieving the stress and calming myself down is writing some cute Ciel/Elizabeth (ahahaha, I feel kinda weird typing her name, since my name is Elizabeth. XD I'm stupid) thingy. At least I hope it's cute. I also hope it's good.

Oh, also, quick warning, I think Sebastian might be really OOC. Heh...sorry...but at least he won't play too much of a part in this. At least, if it goes exactly how I've planned it out. Which I doubt it will.

Anyway~ Enjoy~

"Young Master, it's time to wake up."

Ciel groaned as he was woken up by Sebastian's voice and a bright ray of light flooding into the room. He yawned and stretched, then opened his eyes. He reluctantly sat up, only to be hit with a sudden cramp in his lower abdomen. He immediately clutched where his stomach cramped up, wincing a bit from the pain.

"Are you all right, Young Master?" Sebastian questioned.

Keeping his teeth clenched against the sudden and unexpected pain, Ciel replied in the most steady tone he was able to. "Yes, just fine."

Sebastian pulled off one of his gloves and pressed the bare palm of his hand gently against Ciel's forehead for a couple moments. He then sighed, most likely because this meant he would have to take care of his sick master. As if taking care of Ciel on a normal day wasn't enough... "It appears you have a fever. I advise you rest and try to get more sleep."

Ciel, of course, was stubborn and argued against what his butler told him. "I'm perfectly fine. I have a lot of paperwork to do, and I have a meeting scheduled. There's no time for me to remain idle."

"I'm perfectly capable of taking care of both those things if you need to recuperate. Kill the source of the problem as soon as you find it unless you want it to worsen, as goes something I've heard in the past."

Still refusing to skip even a single day of working, the boy stood up, only to have a sharp pain cause him to collapse back onto his bed. Had he not been in the pain he was, he would have growled and snapped something about how he, despite his inability to remain standing, was perfectly capable of precisely and efficiently completing his work. However, he somehow felt it would be best to just allow Sebastian to cover for him. "All right..."

"I'll leave your tea next to your bed. I'll be doing my chores if need me."

Ciel considered drinking at least a small sip of his tea, but decided that it wasn't worth sitting up at the time. He crawled under his blankets, covered his head, and tried to go back to sleep.

The young earl woke up to the sound of his door being slammed shut.

"Perhaps you should have been a bit more careful. If he's asleep, you shouldn't wake him up."

"I didn't mean to, sorry. As much as I want to talk to him, he's ill, so I wouldn't want to disturb him if he's taking a nap."

Sebastian and Elizabeth, Ciel thought. He kicked his covers all the way off, as he was burning up under them.

The bed dipped near the foot of it, and he assumed Elizabeth sat down on it. "I'll make sure to keep quiet. I'm sure you have chores to do, and I wouldn't want to keep you here." Her voice was significantly quieter now.

"Yes, I should be getting back to my daily tasks. Just call if you need anything." The door opened. "And one more thing - please try not to wake the Young Master."'

"I'll make sure not to!"

And then Ciel heard the door shut.

"It's a bit too late for that," he mumbled.

"Ciel!" Elizabeth squealed, her voice hitting a higher pitch than usual, causing Ciel to flinch slightly. It grated against his ears in a way that threatened to worsen the almost-painful headache that had developed. The girl hugged her fiance tightly, pulling him into a sitting position and forcing the air from his lungs. "As soon as I heard you weren't feeling well, I had to come right over to check on you!"

"G-get off me...!" Ciel gasped, trying and failing to refill his lungs with air.

Elizabeth immediately let go of him. "Sorry... I couldn't help it, seeing you like this!" Looking over at the teapot and full teacup on the tray next to Ciel's bed, her gaze fell upon the full teacup. "Oh, dear, your teacup is still completely full. Have you had anything at all to drink today?"

The earl shook his head. "No."

His fiancee stood up and put her hands on her hips, attempting to take on an authoritative stance so as to help emphasize her seriousness on the topic. "Nothing at all? How do you expect to get to better if you don't drink a lot of liquids? You can't even stay healthy without drinking plenty of liquids every day!" Once she said this, her stance dropped and she stopped what could have been considered a scolding in a way. After all, Ciel disliked and was a bit intimidated by the idea of a strong, dominant wife. Elizabeth was a bit too scared to let herself hold so much authority in her voice and words for too long, and she could only add so much of a sense of authority to both before she could risk crossing a line even though she was only trying to help. "I'll go get you some more tea, okay? Something warm should help!"

She giggled and twirled in the adorable way of hers, and rushed out the door to get some tea. Ciel was silently more grateful than he felt he probably should have been, though he would never admit to it.

Elizabeth returned about a quarter of an hour later, wheeling in a tray with a teacup and a teapot resting on it. A strong scent of orange and a spice Ciel assumed was cinnamon filled the room. It wasn't a scent he recognized, so he figured it was safe to assume he had never tried it before.

"What kind of tea is that?" Ciel questioned.

Elizabeth held out the teacup to Ciel. "It's orange and spice tea! I think I read somewhere that citrus helps when you're sick!"

The earl took the teacup from his fiancee and tentatively took a sip. It was actually very good, and since he was quite thirsty, he quickly finished it. He held up his cup for Elizabeth to refill it.

She filled the cup with more of the liquid. "You must really like it!"

It wasn't much longer before the whole pot was finished off. Ciel's thirst had subsided, and the headache that was getting worse was beginning to die away.

"I'm glad it was actually any good. I've only ever been told how to make it, but I've never actually brewed tea myself," Elizabeth admitted.

Ciel fell back into a laying position. "It was quite delicious. I-"

He was cut off by a particularly bad cramp. He had been putting up with them the whole time he had been awake, but this one was horrible. He let out a very quiet yelp, clutched the part of his stomach that had cramped up, and curled up into a ball.

"Ciel!" his fiancee exclaimed. "Are you all right?!"

"It's just a cramp," Ciel responded in a strained voice through tightly gritted teeth.

"Oh! I get those a lot. I know exactly how to fix that! I'll be right back!"

She exited the room once again.

Wait... A lot. Despite all the pain Ciel was in, he couldn't help but feel a bit of sympathy for Elizabeth. It was a wonder to him how she could cope with this a lot.

Elizabeth came back, holding a large bowl that had a few droplets of water on the sides. She sat down on the bed next to Ciel. "You'll need to lay flat on your back, all right?"

He did as Elizabeth told him to, wincing slightly from how much it hurt. Elizabeth unbuttoned his nightshirt and pulled it open to expose Ciel's stomach and chest. She pulled a cloth out of the bowl, wrung out the excess water it had absorbed, and laid the cloth - which was very warm - on his lower stomach. She then began massaging gentle circles in certain parts of his stomach with her dainty, delicate fingers. It felt pretty nice. Even better, actually, because it was Elizabeth who was taking care of him.

"Does this help at all?" she asked.

"Yes, quite a lot," Ciel responded.

"Good! I've never actually done this before myself, either. But Paula does this to me when my cramps get really bad. But it can get a bit troublesome when I'm attending a ball or something like that."

"How often do you have to put up with that, anyway?"

"Hmm... Well, there's a few days out of each month that I get them. But it's not really much of a big deal, now that it's been about a year since they started."

Ciel didn't really know how to react to something like that. During none of her visits to see him, or his visits to see her, had he ever seen her cringe randomly from a sudden stab of pain. Sure, she had quickly excused herself to use the restroom and left just as quickly as well, but he never really thought anything of it, and she never actually showed any discomfort when she did so.

This same pain Elizabeth suffered through every month without dropping hints that she was, was the same pain that was keeping Ciel in bed.

"I think it's enough about that, though. If you're sick, you need lots of rest, so try to go back to sleep."

Ciel had no problem with doing so. As Elizabeth began humming the tune of "London Bridge is Falling Down," Ciel closed his eyes, and sleep soon took hold of him.

Author's Note: I feel like I just failed on every level there is, and I deeply apologize for that. However, I'd like all of you lovely readers to review and tell me how much of it I actually did mess up so I can start fixing my errors in the next chapters~ All right? Please?