Light broke through the curtains as they were separated. "Time to wake up, young master." Sebastian stated. The earl groaned and hid under the sheets making his butler chuckle. The tall man in black pulled back the covers to find the small boy glaring at him with his arms crossed. "Go away." The boy spat as he rolled away from Sebastian. "Oh dear, already grumpy my lord?" Sebastian cooed. He finally sat up looking at the tray were Sebastian had started preparing tea. "Sorry master but we wouldn't want to let your tea get cold," he said pouring the tea with an expensive tea set. Ciel picked up his cup and swirled it around. "Earl Grey," Ciel stated as he took a slow sip. Sebastian nodded like always talking about his sharp nose.
After Sebastian had gotten Ciel dressed in all out blue, they strolled out to the study overflowing with untouched paper work. His butler kindly opened the door as Ciel walked in sighing. Once the door closed Ciel went straight to work. Time seemed to be forgotten; the boy's face melded into a state of utter boredom. He looked outside and spotted Finny getting told off from the tall man in black. From outside Sebastian felt eyes on him and turned his head up to see a boy in blue looking down at him. Sebastian smirked and walked off leaving Finny puzzled. Ciel rolled his eyes at the scene –as he'd been caught- and put his head down on the desk.
An idea rolled into his head. Grasping it with firm hands, the young lord stood up radiating determination. He made his way out of the dull room and down stairs getting ready to go on an adventurous stride around the gardens. A perfectly clear day to do such a pleasant thing. The wind stroked his face as he finally stepped outside. A small smile dared to pull on his lips as he longingly breathed in clean air.
Then, out of nowhere, rain started to pour down. He just stood there. Clenching his gloved hand. A frown ran down his face like raindrops on a cold window. As he looked up at the gloomy sky, it spat harshly down at him as if the crowd of greyness wanted to ruin his day. Eventually turning around, he slowly made his way back into the manor. He shut the door and started to walk off.
"Hey, do you know where the- "a familiar high voice started. Ciel looked up from his dripping body to see Mey-Rin barely keeping together a stack of plates. "Oh, young master, you're absolutely soaked!" She quickly led him to a stool and ran off to get some towels.
The blue boy waited with a blank face. Finny hopped past him but turned around rubbing his eyes with a fright. "Young master!" Finny shouted. Bard ran over to tell finny to shut it until he caught eye of the earl. "What is the master doing here and why the bloody hell is he dripping finny!" Bard asked looking straight at the mistaken culprit. Mey-Rin ran back with towels, almost tripping twice. "I'm back; I have the towels young master!" Exclaimed the maid proudly, wrapping him up tight. There was a cold silence for a moment as all the servants gazed at their master. "Is everything okay, master?" The servants asked worriedly as they got closer, leaning in so they wouldn't miss a word. Ciel looked up at them gradually and sighed softly to himself. " I have work to do, thanks." He ripped the towels from his body and disappeared from their sights.
The three all looked at each other and immediately set off to find Sebastian. Mey-Rin tripped over someone's foot but was caught by the wrist. She looked up and saw their target. "Sebastian!" The servants suddenly jumped to him. Sebastian smiled closing his eyes. "Yes, what is it?" He asked slightly annoyed at being interrupted but kept his face as calm as always. "It's about young master, he seems…not like himself." Mey-Rin said as Finny nodded, far too much, in agreement. "Well he is still growing-" "No Sebastian! This is serious, he isn't happy." Finny complained. "He doesn't ever seem happy anyways but this. This is different," Sebastian searched for the right words for a moment. He put his gloved hand on Bards shoulder reassuringly. "Alright then, I will look into the matter as you all seem genuinely concerned." He smiled. "Now put your minds to rest...And get back to work."
Ciel had taken off his jacket and finished off his paper work. A knock on the door broke him out of his daze. "Come in." He said flatly. A dark figure stepped into the room. "Master, are you bored?" Sebastian asked locking eyes with him. Ciel looked him up and down about his enquiry. "How could I possibly get bored doing tedious work such as this?" The earl answered, lathered in sarcasm. "Would you like me to fix that, master?" Sebastian questioned with a growing smile. Ciel raised an eyebrow and stood up, "Yes?" Sebastian held out his hand with a bow. Ciel hesitantly took it and was pulled away from his desk and into a spin. "Now put your feet on mine." His butler instructed; he obeyed frowning at the action. This wasn't what he'd planned to do with his afternoon.