Even in the cloud-obscured sunlight that filtered through the carriage windows, Ciel Phantomhive saw Sebastian Michaelis's face getting paler, and his expression tighter, with each passing meter or so. The young Earl sighed. The Demon seemed to be falling ill as of late.
Indeed, Sebastian leaped out of the carriage before it had even stopped. He propped himself against an alleyway wall and was sick.
"M-my apologies, young master," he said shakily, wiping his mouth with a handkerchief.
The Undertaker gave them a freebie that day, on the premise that next time Sebastian would make him laugh twice as hard. He'd obliged only because he hadn't any other choice, they were trying to get important information on a jewel thief.
And now, back at the mansion, he cringed at the pain in his stomach as he prepared the master's afternoon tea. On his way up to the study with the tray, everything suddenly seemed much too warm. Shaking, he leaned against the wall and prayed his grip would hold.
"Sebastian…?" Mey Rin, who had happened by, asked timidly. "Are you… all right?"
"I fear not, Mey Rin." He held the tray out to her with a weak sigh. "Would you take this up to the master's study for me?"
"M-me?!" the maid was taken aback, no way would Sebastian trust her with such a task unless absolutely necessary. "Um, yes! Of course I will!" Blushing and feeling pleased with herself, she carefully set off.
Sebastian only hoped the tray would reach its destination unscathed, and slumped to the floor with his head in his hands, breathing hard.
Lillinethius Mason paced angrily in front of a sulky-looking Grell Sutcliffe.
"Do you have ANY IDEA what you've done?" the managing Reaper shouted.
No reply.
"Calm down, Lilli," Princess Messorem interjected.
"Calm down?"
"It's just a child," Grell said indignantly. "A harmless little thing, perfectly natural."
Lillinethius whirled on him. "It is a child. But it's a child the likes of which the world has very likely never seen." His voice was like ice. "Thanks to you, Sutcliffe."
Grell got up and started for the room's exit. "I'll handle it, Lilli. I can, after all, take responsibility for my actions." He left.
A few moments of quiet. Princess sighed. Then Lillinethius said, "He just doesn't get it."