His Butler - Beautiful
Ciel Phantomhive had had enough.
This time, he decided, it would not be he who played the role of damsel in distress. He was in charge and he would put his foot down. Somebody else would take on the part.
He couldn t ask either Mei-Rin nor Elizabeth to take on the task. They were too well-known as having connections with the Phantomhive family. It would have to be a man. Someone whom nobody would ever suspect since they d be dressed up in women s clothing for the banquet.
There is no one other than yourself who can perform the task, Sebastian pointed out. Tanaka s unique metabolism disqualifies him. Plus he is far too old. Bard is far too muscular and would certainly never pull off the delicacy of a fair maiden. And Finnian doesn t know his own strength. He d crush the hand of the first gentleman who asked him to dance. On the other hand..
You will do just fine, Ciel cut him off.
Sebastian stood there with a scandalized look on his face for a moment, before regaining his composure and bowing politely.
Yes, my lord.
"I shall select a gown," Ciel told his butler. "You may carry on with your duties."
Sebastian gave a bow and resumed his work.
Ciel waited until Sebastian was busy at the far end of the estate before heading into town on his own. This was something Sebastian never would've allowed, which was why the young earl had decided to sneak out. He quickly found a rather elegant dress shop and walked in wearing a cheap but effective disguise.
"May I help you, sir?"
"My aunt is going to be having a bithday soon and I would like to buy her a dress," Ciel explained, handing the shop owner a copy of Sebastian's measurements. "Is there some way you can enhance her upper figure? She's a bit lacking in certain attributes and she's always felt a bit self-counscious about it."
"I understand," the shop owner smiled. She showed Ciel several gowns in red, blue, orange, pink, and black. Ciel almost picked the black one, but decided, in the end, to select one that was mostly pink with a white underskirt, mostly because he knew it would annoy Sebastian.
After he had paid for the dress, Ciel returned home, making a quick stop along the way to visit somebody he knew would be able to help Sebastian with the cosmetic side of things. He walked into his chambers, ignoring the explosion from the kitchen that suggested that Bard had snuck past Sebastian again.
Sebastian was curled up on his bed, snoring in a manner that was so clearly deliberate that Ciel knew he had to be faking.
"You're not fooling anyone, you know," Ciel said.
"As your butler it is my duty to..."
"I was in disguise," Ciel pointed out. "Your presence would've been a bit of a giveaway."
"Be that as it may, it wasn't very considerate of you to depart without letting somebody know. We were all rather worried about you."
"When you've tied up the mess in the kitchen, you may come back here and put on your new gown. The Queen's ball is in two hours. It would not do for you to arrive late. Also, while I was out I stopped off and asked a friend of yours to help you out with your makeup. He should be here very soon."
"You didn't...!"
"Sebastian," Ciel pointed out, "you know he's the best when it comes to feminine dress. Just be glad I didn't ask him to pick out your gown."