Author's Notes: Hey guys! So, it's new fanfic time... Don't worry, I'm still writing 'Bloodlust' (LxLight), and giving it my almost-full concentration, but I recently FINALLY finished watching Kuroshitsuji and I fell in love with the story and the characters so much, I simply couldn't pass up the opportunity to write something yaoi-y. By the way, I have no idea why I have named this story the way that I have, but I think it just sounds good.
Anyway, I hope you like it, and even if you don't - review, review, review ^_^
Name: Delicate Death
Author: Well, me, obviously. Daphne_Angel, Dafuni-chan, if you please
Rating: A little M-ish))
Pairing: three guesses. Ciel/Sebby
Size: 5 or 6 chapters, maybe
Chapter One - Dance with the devil
Ciel groggily opened his eyes, only to find a face mere inches from his own.
"Good Morning, young master. I hope you slept well." Came the usual monotonic phrase and fake smile.
"And you told me you didn't lie." The sixteen-year-old slipped further under the fluffy blanket, feeling the morning chill creep up his spine. "You keep lying to me every morning. You don't want my peaceful sleep, you feed on despair and fear."
The smile didn't falter for a second as the butler patiently anticipated for his master to get out of bed. Ciel sighed frustratedly:
"Fine. I'm up."
He waited for Sebastian to life the blanket and sat up, shivering. The mansion was getting colder by the hour. After all, it was Christmas Eve.
Sebastian let his eyes wander for a second, taking in the sight of his master. He looked so impossibly tiny in the huge lavish bed, even is he was just a head smaller than his butler. His features stayed soft as he grew up, just like they were when he first summoned the demon, although they did lose all the childishness. Ciel looked as feminine as a boy could without looking too womanly. Ciel let his hair grow out, and now it was shoulder-blade length, but still held the steely black color he'd inherited from his father. Beneath all this fragility, though, Sebastian knew there was strength that not many humans could possess.
"Sebastian?" Ciel's slightly worried voice tore through his butler's thoughts. The demon never spaced out.
"Yes, young master. I apologize." Sebastian bowed, cursing himself mentally.
Ciel watched his curiously as he unbuttoned the teen's nightshirt, exposing the pale, almost translucent skin. The soft material came off, sashaying down the small shoulders. Sebastian had to bit back a moan at the sight of the beautifully defined chest and abdomen. Even if Ciel did look thin and weak, not many people knew he actually went for midnight runs and even workouts in the mansion grounds. Only Sebastian got to see the results of the master's hard work on himself, and he was thankful he had this privilege. After all, having been deemed strange and sickly when he was small, now Ciel was lusted after by many woman and men alike.
Perfection.
The thought crossed Sebastian's mind all too quickly, so quick that he barely caught it. But he did, and for a millionth of a second his expression turned to that of horror. He did not just think about his master like that.
Sebastian let his mind wander, thinking of the chores that kept piling up for him to do, about the weather, about what he would do if he were free, anything, but the beautiful boy in front of him. No, not boy. Man.
Ciel watched his precise movements, feeling the butler's slight discomfort. What was wrong? The demon's perfectly sculpted features seemed harder than ever, although it might have been just Ciel's imagination.
"Young master?"
"Hm?"
"Your eyepatch."
"Oh?" Ciel snapped out of his daydream. He turned his head and saw Sebastian holding the small piece of black material. Usually he would bend his head forward, so that Sebastian could tie it securely. But today...
"I don't want it on."
Sebastian stared openly:
"Master?"
"I'll be in my office the whole day. No one is allowed there but you and me. It's fine." The mismatched eyes gazed up at the demon, captivating him.
"But your breakfast..." He protested weakly.
"In my office." Ciel said sharply, indicating that this conversation was over. How did Sebastian not understand? The earl wanted to see the bond he had with the demon, to see the small smile playing on the butler's lips as he looked into the young man's face, at the mark of their unbreakable connection.
That's the problem... Sebastian thought. He makes me too happy. I'm not supposed... no, I don't deserve to be happy...
"If that is what you wish, my Lord." He gritted through his teeth, pain stabbing at whatever he had in the place of a heart.
***
"Finest Earl Gray Tea with Chocolate Cream Cake, young master."
Ciel nodded his approval and waited as the demon poured the tea and cut the cake, putting it onto a tiny plate. The butler placed the tea in front of the earl, reaching for the spoon to put it next to the cake.
"Sebastian?"
"Yes, young master?"
"Is this... This body, was it your real one?"
The spoon clattered to the floor. There was a moment of stunned silence as the master and butler stared at each other. The look of shock on the demon's face was fascinating - as he didn't usually do 'shocked'. Never.
"Uh... I apologize, my Lord." Sebastian bent down to pick up the offensive utensil. When he straightened up, he found his young master burying his face into his hands.
"Young master?" Sebastian strode over to the teen, surprised he was feeling actual concern for the boy. Although, he nowadays felt many things that he wasn't supposed to be feeling. He put a hand on Ciel's shoulder, fearing rejection. Ciel didn't throw his hand off, though he tensed under the tentative touch.
"My Lord?"
"Why don't you ever let me in?" Came the muffled whisper. Sebastian blinked. "I know I'm just a human, I know I must mean nothing to you. But... You're the closest thing I have to a friend... I..." He trailed off, cursing his weakness.
The kept silent, each disturbed by the new revelations about the other that kept coming.
"Yes, it was."
Ciel raised his head to look at Sebastian, confused by the whisper that broke the heavy silence between them. Sebastian bit his lip, suddenly nervous. He was never nervous. He was poise and elegance embodied. They looked at each other wordlessly and then Sebastian sighed, removing his hand from his master's shoulder, the latter mourning the loss of contact momentarily.
"It is my body." Sebastian paused, turning to look out out of the ornate window. "My name was Sebastyan - spelled with a 'y' - you can imagine my surprise when you gave me my current name."
"I worked at the Royal Palace in one of the Arab countries that now have been destroyed a couple of hundred years ago. Because of my eye color, and paleness, I was called an abomination. I was sold to a very rich merchant, after he came to the palace and took a liking to my unusual appearance. I lived in a mansion, much like this one, though my status was a little more than that of a dog's. I was a pet. My master liked abuse, and it turned out I would be the one to give him the pleasure of hurting someone."
Sebastian gave a sad smile as he heard a soft gasp behind his back.
"I was killed when I refused to give into his sick fantasies, three years after I came to him. He hit me over and over again until I simply couldn't go on. I became a demon in death, I chose the path of destruction because of my hatred towards human beings. I didn't know human kindness when I was alive, that's why I became a vicious predator. I thought humans were vile and disgusting creatures." Sebastian drew a short breath, his hands balled into fists. "How I was mistaken."
"My defective master's soul was the first one I took. His hunger for riches overpowered all reasoning." Sebastian tried to keep his face impassive, though he could feel tears starting to prickle at his eyes. He'd never shared his story with anyone, but Ciel... Ciel was someone he could trust with this sort of matter, seeing as he did go through the same when he was a child. "I was nineteen when I died."
Sebastian's voice faltered as he stood, shoulders rigid, his back to Ciel, gazing out of the window with unseeing eyes.
Suddenly, hands were around him, a warm body pressed to his back. He gasped at the sudden contact.
"I'm sorry," He heard Ciel whisper softly. "I'm sorry I made you tell me that. You'd never told anyone, had you?"
Sebastian nodded tentatively, feeling as if a huge burden was lifted off his shoulders.
"Thank you for telling me. We'll get through this." Ciel muttered into Sebastian's back. "We're in this together, forever, right?"
Sebastian chuckled lowly and turned around, putting his hands on Ciel's shoulders, gazing into the boy's eyes deeply:
"Of course. After all, we are friends."
Ciel drew a small breath and gave a small smile that looked happy, but held a small air of disappointment that Sebastian couldn't fathom:
"Friends."
End Notes: So, what did you think? xoxoxo
For your homework, please read my other fanfics, especially the Death Note one)))
