Sorry about the change in Elizabeth's age. I saw somewhere that she and Ciel are the same age so I wanted to make that correction. I hope this story is better to understand now. I reread it and Found a lot of errors, Sorry about that too i was in a rush... and lost my flash drive in the process of that rush. Any how here is Chapter 1 edited. Better I hope. LOL.
"Ciel! Ciel, where are you."
Soon to be, 15 year old Elizabeth Ethel Cordelia Middleford shouted through the Phantomhive manner. She looked in every room for him, that is every room exept Sebastian's room and Ciel's own room. She decided that she hadn't seen any trace of Sebastian and decided to go to his room first. She thought that maybe Ciel would be in there, chatting or something. When she got to Sebastian's door, she knocked. No one answered. She tried the handle and found it locked. She sighed in frustration. Hanging her head, she walked in the direction of Ciel's room. She knocked on the door and entered the room. There she breathed an astonished sigh. Ciel was still asleep in his room. Elizabeth smiled and moved to get a better look at the young earl. When she reached the bed she took in his full face. We looked so adorable. His face was relaxed in sleep, his mouth was slightly agape, and his hair was slightly tussled and would have been blocking his eyes, had he been awake and he clutched the covers like an infant. Elizabeth smiled and moved the hair from on his face. She didn't expect Ciel to jolt awake at the unfamiliar touch, startling Elizabeth greatly.
"Elizabeth? What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to see you."
Ciel tried to stifle a cough but it came out in a chocked gasp.
"Are you alright, Ciel?"
"Yes I'm fine. Where is Sebastian?"
"I have no idea. When I got here he was nowhere to be seen."
"That reminds me… What are you doing here so early?"
"I already told you."
"Yes, yes… You wanted to see me."
Ciel got up out of bed and walked over to the window. There he saw Sebastian deep in a petting war with five cats. Ciel sighed, stifling yet another cough.
Elizabeth looks at Ciel worriedly when he coughed. When he turned around she noted the flush of his cheeks, the glass in his eyes, and the way he painted for air.
"Ciel are you sick?"
"No," Ciel coughed, "I'm fine."
"You don't look fine. In fact you look as though you will pass out."
Ciel shook his head to clear the cobwebs that were starting to fog his brain. Elizabeth took it as a no and started to protest when a knock at the door cut her off. The door opened and in walked Sebastian.
"Young Master it is time to… Ah, Lady Elizabeth, so good to see you. What are you doing here?"
"I came to see Ciel. Sebastian does Ciel look ill to you?"
Sebastian gave Ciel a once over and lifted his brow.
"Indeed he does. Master, are you ill?"
"Don't be ridiculous," Ciel snapped, "Of course I'm not.
Ciel rubbed at his temple. When he looked up he had two sets of suspicious eyes on him.
"It's just a headache."
Sebastian and Elizabeth didn't look convinced.
Sebastian finally stepped over and removed his glove from his right hand. He placed his hand on Ciel's forehead and pulled it back in surprise.
"Young Master, you're burning up."
Ciel stifled a cough, which made him sound as if he were choking, and Sebastian lifted him. Ciel began protesting but was unceremoniously dumped on the bed.
"I advise that you rest for today, Young Master. I shall cancel and reschedule all of your appointments."
"No, I'm fine. I want to eat breakfast in the dining hall, and I have a lot of work to do."
"But…" Elizabeth began but...
"Oh I'm fine," Ciel snapped irritated.
"As you wish, Young Master."
Ciel asked Elizabeth to wait for him downstairs and she complied but not before casting a worried glance toward Ciel.
"Young Master, I really wish you would rest for today."
"No, I already told you that I have too much work to do."
Sebastian sighed but didn't reply. He would let his young master find out the hard way.
At breakfast, Ciel looked down at his plate and groaned. The smell of eggs and sausage made him nauseous. He felt eyes on him and looked up to see Elizabeth watching him fearfully. He couldn't help but think "Wow, she really is worried that might pass out." Ciel ate as much as he could, which wasn't much, a bite of sausage and too spoonfuls of eggs. He pushed the plate aside and got up from his table muttering, "Excuse me," before heading to his study. Elizabeth just looked to Sebastian. Sebastian wasn't looking though; he had his eyes set on Ciel's back. His eyes had darkened and that ever present smile was nowhere on his face.
In his study, Ciel looked at the paperwork he had in front of him. Deciding not to do what was on the top he shuffled through the papers until he found a letter addressed to him. He picked it up and read the front of it. It said, "Frances Middleford…" Ciel gulped, not needing to read anymore, and tore the seal. He took out the letter and read its contents. What he saw made him flush with anger. The letter was saying that the marriage was to be moved to December, a week before his 15th birthday. Anger suddenly engulfed the boy and he crushed the pages in between his fingers. He stood up to have a little chat with Elizabeth but caught a dizzy spell. He abruptly sat back down but the room wouldn't stop spinning. He didn't even realize when darkness engulfed him and his head hit the table.
Sebastian was trying to entertain a worried Elizabeth when he had a feeling of Ciel being in danger. He excused himself and rushed to the study. He knocked at the door awaiting permission to enter and received none. Fearing the worst he thrust open the door. There was Ciel face down on his desk, his breathing pitched. Sebastian rushed to his side.
"Young Master!"
Ciel made no move and Sebastian was worried. He rarely worried about his young master but today he couldn't help it. Ciel had to have the illness the humans called the Flu, medically termed as influenza. He ran that little tidbit of information through his mind and scooped Ciel in his arms. Without thought he bolted through the dining hall and up the steps to his master's room. Once there he laid Ciel on his bed and proceeded to undress the boy, leaving his pants on for modesty. Ciel started to shiver as the heat from his cloths was withdrawn. Sebastian looked on worriedly but he couldn't focus on that now. Ciel's entire body was on fire, as if he had stepped into the gates of hell and bathed in its flames. Once Sebastian had Ciel's shirt off, he went into the joined bathroom and wet a washcloth. When he returned to the boys side he place the cloth on the boys forehead and slowly began to rub it up and down his body. Ciel whimpered in protest and, even through unconsciousness, swatted the cold material of the cloth away from his fevered skin. A gasp interrupted his ministrations and Sebastian paused looking toward the door where he saw Lady Elizabeth, eyes wide and hands over her dropped jaw.
"Oh, Ciel," Elizabeth shrieked as she made her way to the bed in a break neck pace. "Is he alright, Sebastian?"
"I believe he will be once I get his fever down."
Elizabeth nodded, went into the bathroom, and came back with another wet cloth. She placed it on Ciel's chest and Sebastian looked at her questioningly before understanding dawned on him and he place the still damp cloth he had on Ciel's forehead. When Ciel's fever finally went down it was twelve in the afternoon. He was shivering viciously. Sebastian place a night shirt on him, Elizabeth, excused herself, left the room when he pulled Ciel's pants off. Ciel looked battle weary, his breathing was still sharp but his fever was under control for now. Soon the day was at its end. Elizabeth was asleep on the end of Ciel's bed. She had not once left his side. Sebastian smirked a bit, but picked Elizabeth up and moved her to the guest room.
Morning arrived sooner that anyone would have wanted. Ciel slowly came awake and wondered why he was no longer in his study. He remembered getting up to talk try to Elizabeth but everything else was a blank. He sat up but the world was spinning too much so he settled for the comfort of the pillows. He heard the sound of a cart just before someone knocked on the door.
"Come in."
The handle turned and in walked Elizabeth, wheeling a tray with all different kinds of liquids on it.
"Ciel, Sebastian told me to give you two of these. Which two do you want?"
Ciel looked at her blankly before he found his voice.
"What are you doing here, Eliza…?"
"I never left. I was so worried about you, Ciel. I feel asleep here and Sebastian was kind enough to take me to the guest room."
"Oh," was all Ciel could manage to say. A coughing fit rendered Ciel speechless and reminded Elizabeth of her task.
"These twelve are coughing syrup Sebastian made," she said pointing to the variety of colors on the top of the tray, "And these," she said pointing to the bottom half, "are for your asthma. Pick one from each side."
When Ciel could breathe again he stated agitatedly, "I don't want any medicine."
Elizabeth's eyes teared up.
"Ciel, you have to take these. They will make you feel better and they will…"
Ciel interrupted her.
"Alright, just give me too and I'll take them."
Elizabeth seemed to brighten and she placed two small cups, not even full, into Ciel's hands. He drank it making faces of pure torture before handing the cup back.
"Now please get some rest, Ciel."
Ciel seemed to contemplate that.
"I want to talk to you first."
"About what, Ciel?"
"You parents moved up the wedding to next month."
"I know, isn't it wonderful."
"No," Ciel said in a voice barely above a whisper.
Elizabeth looked shocked.
"Look Elizabeth, I love you, but not like a lover. More like my sister or something. I- I don't want to marry you. I'm not ready for that. No, that isn't it. I- I'm in lovewithsomeoneelse…" Ciel rushed to say.
Elizabeth heard it. Her heart plummeted. Her world was crushed into six separate pieces. True tears welled in her eyes as she turned and high tailed it out of the room.
"Elizabeth," Ciel screamed. He tried to catch her but when he sat up the world tilted and he found himself back on his pillows.
"Elizabeth…"
To be continued…
I kind of forgot that Ciel's study is upstairs so I will leave it the way it is because it Fits with the story. I hope you all enjoyed... Feed the Author...
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