Sebastian knocked quietly on his master's door and heaving no reply, went inside.

'Young master? Are you already awake?'

He pushed a trolley with the breakfast for the earl to the center of a big chamber. Ciel was still deeply asleep.

'I should have expected that' Sebastian sighed and drew back the curtains and let the sunlight spread around the dark room. Ciel moaned and hid his head underneath a blanket.

'My lord, it's high time to wake up' the butler said softly.

'No, it's not' he heard a weak and quiet voice of his master. 'It's still too early to even think about waking up!'

'I'm afraid I must disagree, young master. It's already 8:40 and you have a busy schedule for today. Starting with the morning appointment through the new Funtom's product testing to…

'Alright, alright, I get it' Ciel snarled at Sebastian and threw off the blanket. 'Just give me my tea already' he ordered.

'Yes, my lord' the butler bowed and poured the tea to the small cup. He gave the boy his tea and stepped aside to wait for the next orders. Ciel took a huge gulp and winced.

'What is it, young master?' Sebastian asked in surprise.

'What the hell did you put inside this bloody cup?!' The earl yelled at his butler. 'Are you planning to poison me?!'

'My sincerest apologies, my lord. I don't understand. It's just the Earl Grey, as usual.'

Ciel frowned at him with fury in the eyes.

'Bastard' he mumbled as he started to cough heavily.

'Bocchan!'in three big leaps Sebastian reached his master and wrapped his arms around Ciel's waist, holding him tightly.

'What the-?' The earl couldn't finish his thought as he suddenly grasped his stomach and threw up.

'Oh, dear' Sebastian sighed. 'I guess you fell sick, young master.'

'Sebastian?' Ciel's voice was so weak so that Sebastian strengthened his embrace.

'Yes, bocchan?' He mumbled breathing in the earl's delicate scent and smiling.

'Just clean this mess up, butler' Ciel's cheeks turned reddish.

'As you wish, young master' Sebastian sighed again and let go of the embrace. 'I'll be back in a minute, my lord'

Ciel didn't bother to reply and was stubbornly staring at his slender hands and still blushing.

'Are you sure you can cope without me for a second, young master?'

'Of course, you dumb!' Ciel replied rudely. 'Just… go now' he huddled and hid his face in the hands.

Sebastian left him trying not to looked touched.

When he came back, Ciel was sitting on his chair, still in his nightgown. He ignored his butler entirely so Sebastian started to change the bedclothes quickly. When he finished there was no sign of the little morning accident.

'Would you like a bath first before the breakfast, my lord?' He asked.

'Y-yes, I think so' Ciel was still touching his aching stomach.

'Right after the bath I'll prepare another tea and something light to eat for you'

'Let it be' the earl replied and let his butler carry him to the bathroom.

Ciel was already 15 but still he looked as if he was 12 or so thanks to his low hight and thin figure. He was as light as the feather.
Sebastian prepared the hot water and undressed his master to put him to the bathtub.

'I could do that myself!' Ciel trembled and blushed to the ears.

'But, young master, that is my duty, especially when you're sick' Sebastian chuckled seeing him that embarrassed.
Ciel muttered something indistinctly and turned his head away from the butler. Sebastian smirked a little and began to massage his master's body with a soft sponge.

'Are you alright, my lord? Maybe the temperature is too hot?'

'No' Ciel looked strangely at him. 'What makes you think that?'

'Your face is as red as a tomato, my lord' Sebastian tried to hide his smile.

'What?!' The boy immediately looked at the mirror to see his reflection. Sebastian was right. His cheeks were crimson. He felt uncomfortable with his stomach again but couldn't throw up. It was strange. Like a bunch of butterflies was filling his insides.

'That's enough' he said all shaking. 'Give me my towel and take me to my room. I need some rest'

'Of course, you need' Sebastian found Ciel cute when he was blushing like that.

'I would like another cup of tea' The Lord said when his servant laid him down on the bed again.

'Certainly. Are you not hungry, my lord?' Sebastian asked while pouring the tea.

'I suppose I won't be able to swallow anything' Ciel grimaced.

'That's understandable but I suggest you should eat at least something so as not to feel so empty inside which could cause the nausea again'

'O-okay' the boy replied.

'Then, young master, please, say "ah". I prepared a porridge for you today' Sebastian smiled widely.

'W-wait! I can eat myself, Sebastian!' The blush came on his face again.

'I don't want you to be bothered more than you have to be, my lord. Will you finally open your lips, master?'

As Ciel did, Sebastian put mildly a full spoon into his mouth.

'I-it looks wrong' murmured Ciel. 'I am already 15 but am treated like a 5 - year - old!'

'But you enjoy it quite a little, don't you?'

Ciel didn't answer knitting his eyebrows.

'I will reschedule all your today's duties for the upcoming days. Now, please, stay in bed for a whole day and rest, my lord. If you needed anything, just call for me and I'll come to check on you' he stroked his master's smooth hand. Then he stood up with the intend to leave Ciel alone.

'Sebastian?' He heard while closing the door.

'Yes, my lord?' He stopped and turned a bit.

'No, it's nothing. You can go' Ciel changed his mind and decided not to say the words which were trapped in his mind. Sebastian smirked and left the chamber.

'Thank you' the boy whispered though couldn't be heard by the demon.

Sebastian walked down a corridor heading towards the dining room in order to polish the silver cutlery. Then suddenly he heard an awful rumor from the downstairs and smelled the smoke.

'Oh, dear, that idiot, Bard, must have caused an explosion in the kitchen again. What is wrong with that guy?' Sebastian frowned annoyed and changed the direction. He only hoped that the noise hadn't woken up his precious little master. As he had fallen sick, he deserved some rest. No one will disturb him now, Sebastian thought rushing to the kitchen.

'What happened here for god's sake?' These words sounded strangely in his demon's mouth. The counter was ruined and the black smoke was coming out of the windows. The main cause of all of the exploding stuff was standing in the middle of the kitchen - Baldroy, of course.

'I-I o-only wa-wanted to p-prepare lunch for e-everybody' he tried to explain, stuttering.

'It seems you failed again' said Sebastian with a dangerous spark in his crimson eyes.

'I-I'm sorry, Mr. Sebastian!' He was terrified.

'Just get out and let me fixed this all up. Humans are so pathetic' he added when Baldroy left. Yet still there was one human in the world Sebastian cared about. He would do anything just to make him happy.

After a while the kitchen was no longer out of use. The butler of the Phantomhive family brushed aside two lost wisps out of his forehead and smiled, satisfied

with the result of his job.

'Let's polish this cutlery, then' he said to himself. Hardly did he leave the kitchen, he heard a loud groan. What's up now? Sebastian felt the irritation. He turned around and went toward the source of the noise in the garden. As the demon suspected, it was Finnian who pulled out all of the roses instead of the weeds again.

'Finni!' Sebastian raised his voice. 'How many times should I remind you that you're supposed to clear the garden of the weeds, not the actual flowers!'

'I know, Mr. Sebastian. I was mistaken again! It's just that they all look the same!'

The demon rolled his eyes over, trying to stay calm. He couldn't loose his self - control and get rid of these useless servants as Ciel wished them to stay. Nevertheless, he still thought about devouring their souls. Not for the taste valuables but simply because the world would be a safer place without these morons.

'Pull out the weeds now, Finnian. As no roses left in the garden, you won't be mistaken again' said Sebastian sarcastically. 'I will take care of planting new flowers later'.

'Thank you, Mr. Sebastian!' Finni smiled widely. 'What would we do without you?!'

'You would simply turn this noble mansion into the ruin' mumbled Sebastian as quiet so that the gardener couldn't hear his words.

Let's check up on Mey - Rin then. I am assured that she's bungling her job as well, he thought.
He went inside the mansion again and headed toward the laundry room where he expected the maid to be. To his horror, it appeared that Mey - Rin nearly drowned in the soap suds. She used way too much soap to wash the bedclothes.

'Tell me why am I not surprised, Mey - Rin?' He asked while getting her out of the messy room.

'I'm so sorry, Mr. Sebastian' she yelled. 'I just don't see anything in these glasses and put a little too much of soap into the washing bowl! I'm so glad you came just in time to save me!' She tried to embrace him but he quickly slipped away.

'Clean this all up and come back to your duties, Mey - Rin' he sighed.

'Yes, sir!'

Sebastian checked the time on his watch. It was already 11:45 - almost the time young master would have his lunch.
'Oh, dear, I'd better hurry up and cook the lunch for my lord so as not to be late'. He hastened to the kitchen again, all frustrated that he wasn't able to polish the silver as he'd intended to. Yet, the master was way much more important than the cutlery.

Sebastian gently knocked on the door.

'Come in' he heard. The butler carefully opened the door and pushed the trolley with master's lunch. He saw Ciel sitting on the bed in the nightgown.

'You're awake' Sebastian smiled a bit. 'Do you feel better or maybe the nausea came back?'

'No, I'm fine' he replied slowly.

'I'm glad to hear this, young master. Will you have the lunch? I prepared semolina with strawberry jam so as not to stimulate your sensitive stomach.'

'Sounds great but I'm afraid I'm too weak to be able to put anything into my mouth, Sebastian' when Ciel called the demon's name, his marked eye shined.

'Not to be worried, my lord. We can repeat our trick from the morning' Sebastian blinked at him.

'You mean, you feeding me?' Ciel asked blushing a bit and turning his sight away.

'Exactly, my lord. What do you think?' Raven - haired butler smiled at the boy.

'I-I'm not sure' he stuttered a little. 'It's quite embarrassing.'

'You don't need to be ashamed, bocchan. Just say a word and I'll act as you wish.'

'I don't want it this way' said Ciel. Color of his cheeks deepened. 'Sebastian, tell me, would you like to feed me?' He didn't dare to look into his butler's eyes. Sebastian's heart flattered. Is there a possibility he could feel the way I do?

'That will be my pleasure, young master' he replied softly.