This is a long chapter. Hehe.
Chapter 2: Feisty Kitty Cat
Ciel looked at the big breakfast on the kitchen table. "Did you already know we were coming here?" he questioned Sebastian, who nodded and sat at the table. He looked at Alois and back to him. "Are you going to make us do something in return?"
"No, I just don't want you two to starve or risk being arrested for getting in someone else's house. Have a seat." Sebastian motion them to the empty chairs. He smiled as they sat beside each other hesitantly. "So, you don't have owners, am I right? I have a friend who's interested in having a yellow cat, and he's coming over to see you." He chuckled as Alois chocked on his toast. "He's not a bad guy and I know him for years, so don't worry."
Ciel shook his head. "We don't want any owners. At least I don't want one." He looked at the bread in his hand, frowning. "My other owner abandoned me once I became... high maintenance and a burden, like he said at the time. I know I don't think much when it comes to keeping things clean, but he didn't even give me a second chance."
"I'm sorry to hear that," Sebastian said with an understanding expression. "You know, not all owners are like that. Just because that person didn't give you a second chance it doesn't mean others won't do that for you."
Sebastian rested his hand on Ciel's shoulder, making him wince. "I don't like to be touched," he muttered and took a bite of his bread. He should just eat before Sebastian got tired of him and kicked him and Alois out.
"Sorry. I didn't know." Sebastian moved away and crossed his arms on the table. "You can eat whatever you want." The doorbell rang and he stood. "It must be my friend. I'll be right back."
Ciel watched him leaving the kitchen. He leaned closer to Alois and whispered, "Should we leave? I feel something bad is going to happen to us." His brows raised as he watched Alois distracted with his food. "Alois," he called slightly loudly, and caught his attention. "Are you thinking of having an owner?"
The blond looked down. "Winter is coming, Ciel. I don't want to live in the streets. We don't have enough fur or clothes to keep ourselves warm." He turned his bright-blue cat eyes to his friend. "Sebastian can give you a good life here, don't you think?"
"No. We might separated, you idiot!" Ciel stood from the table. "Let's go now before they see us. Come on." He grabbed Alois' forearm and tried to pull him away from the table, but his friend was taller and stronger and wouldn't move. "Alois, let's go!" He yanked him toward him, but the blond wouldn't move. "Why are you giving up?" he questioned with a broken voice and fell on the tile floor on his knees. "I don't want... to be abandoned again."
"I'm sorry." Alois embraced him close to his chest. "You know very well we can't live without an owner. If we don't have one, no one will give us a job."
Ciel pressed his forehead against his friend's bare chest. The sound of two people walking to the kitchen made him look toward the door. Sebastian and some other guy came in sight.
"I understand you don't know me well enough to know if I'm going to abandon you or not, but I can assure you that won't happen," Sebastian told him with an honest look. He pointed to the man next to him. "This is Claude, the one who's looking for a yellow cat."
Ciel's blue eyes turned to Alois staring at Sebastian's friend. Apparently there was nothing he could do to stop him from getting an owner. He stood from the floor and approached Claude. The man towered over him, so he had to turn his head up like he was looking at the ceiling. "If you keep my friend I don't want you to take him away from me. If you hurt him I'll... hurt you a lot! Do you understand what I'm telling you?"
Claude raised a brow behind his glasses at the small cat-boy who threatened him. "Okay." He walked by Ciel and went to take a better look at Alois. "You're a big cat."
Alois looked up at the man's bright-yellow eyes. "Yes. It makes it hard for me to find an owner," he said quietly.
Ciel watched as the guy dressed in a black suit and Alois talked with each other. He was reluctant to let a stranger keep his friend. For the half year they spent together he had gotten close to him. They had met when he found Alois starving under a bridge right after he was abandoned. He decided he would do whatever it took to help him; even if he had to steal food.
"Ciel," Sebastian bent down next to him, "We should let them talk in private for a few minutes. Claude comes over sometimes, so he can bring your friend whenever we meet up. Let's go to another room, okay?"
"O-Okay." Ciel looked into his crimson eyes, and followed him out of the kitchen. He didn't want to keep Alois from being well taken care of by someone else. It was as if he was losing his big baby. He walked into the living room with Sebastian.
"Aren't you cold? I can get you something warm to wear," Sebastian suggested and Ciel looked up at him. "You won't owe me anything, so don't worry." The cat-boy nodded slightly and he went upstairs.
Ciel looked at the long table. The ball was right there. The will to play with it wasn't, though. All he wanted to do was leave this house with Alois. He could hear Claude and Alois talking, but he didn't want to eavesdrop, so he went to the window. Things were changing so quickly. One moment he was stealing food and the other they were getting owners. It was all going too fast for him.
Sebastian returned with a black hoodie that had a few words written in blue around the chest area. "It's a bit big, but I'm sure it'll warm you up."
Ciel looked at it for a moment. It smelled a lot like Sebastian, which was a mix of minty shampoo and perfume for men. He took it from the man's hands hesitantly and put it on, and then zipped it. "It's really big." His paws had disappeared into the sleeves of the hoodie; it looked like a dress on him. He took the hood and covered his cold ears with it.
"You look adorable." Sebastian chuckled when Ciel looked away, frowning. He sat at the table and crossed his arms. "How old are you?"
Ciel glanced at him. "I know I don't look like it, but I'm eighteen. Alois is one year older than me," he answered and looked at the closed kitchen door.
"Can I be your owner?" The cat-boy shook his head determinedly as a response. "Can I at least have a chance at being your owner?" He liked cats, and he wanted one, but Ciel was the one he had to have. He had to see what he looked like with a different haircut, clean skin and clothes. There was something about this cat-boy that drew his attention the first time he saw him. Ciel was a feisty cat.
"What if I give you a chance? Do you have the time to... take care of me?" Ciel wouldn't look at Sebastian, whose scarlet eyes intimidated him. The man was silent long enough, so he looked at him. "What's your answer?"
Sebastian thought about it for a while. His work already required much attention, and having this cat would increase his load of work. Still, it would be nice to have someone to come home to at the end of the day. "Yes, I can take care of you."
Ciel's eyes turned to the floor and he clenched his paws inside the hoodie. It was just a try. If it didn't work out he could go elsewhere—somewhere he didn't know. He would have to try his best not to get attached to this guy. "You have one chance." Sebastian smiled kindly and he looked away. He didn't know him, but which cat knows their owner before being adopted? "I'm going to check on Alois. They're taking too long." He made his way to the kitchen and Sebastian followed him. Once he opened the door he saw Claude petting Alois' head.
"I'll have him," Claude said as he looked at Alois. "It must have been difficult being an abandoned cat for so long."
Ciel noticed Alois' melancholic expression. It was clear that his friend told his story about never having an owner to Claude. Alois' expression only turned like this when he talked about himself, as if he never had good memories. "Don't you dare abandon him," he threatened Claude again and went to his friend. He embraced him tightly, sharing his warmth with him. "We'll still see each other."
"Okay." Alois rubbed his back with his yellow-furred paws. "Claude asked if I want to go check out his house for a while. Do you think I should go?"
Ciel moved away and looked at him. "Uh..."
"Don't worry," Sebastian told them from the door. "I know him well enough. He won't hurt you in any way," he assured and looked at Claude. "Am I right?"
"Yes." Claude shifted his attention to Alois. "You have my word that I'll bring you back to your friend whenever you want to." The blond's expression changed immediately. It was obvious he only trusted Ciel, but he wanted him to share that trust. Alois was a perfect yellow cat, and he wanted him. "Shall we go now? I have to go to work soon."
"Remember the way back, Alois," Ciel said. "When you need me I'll be right here." His friend nodded and embraced him tightly. "You don't want to bother your new owner, so you have to hurry." He rested his paws on the blond's cheeks. "See you soon."
"See you soon, Ciel." Alois stood from the chair and looked up at Claude. "I'll trust you," he said quietly.
Ciel followed Claude leading Alois to the front door. It was the first time they were going to be away from each other. That was the bad feeling he was having—his friend being taken away from him so quickly.
"He'll be alright," Sebastian murmured. He wanted to at least pat Ciel's back, since he had such a sad expression, but he was told otherwise. "It's cold." He closed the door.
Ciel went straight to the window and watched Alois getting in a car with Claude. He pressed his covered paws on the glass. "He'll be fine," he told himself and stepped away from the window once the car was out of sight. He looked up at Sebastian next to him.
"Now it's time for you to take a bath, and then you can continue eating. You can't walk around the house full of mud." Sebastian watched Ciel's expression change, as if he saw a ghost. "What's the matter? Don't you like water?"
"There's no need to take a bath. I can use the sink or something." Sebastian shook his head as a response. Ciel gulped. Like any stray cat he didn't like water. "I don't want to." He walked away from Sebastian slowly. As he was about to be grabbed, he ran away on his four paws. He sprinted up the stairs, Sebastian after him. If he wasn't hungry, he could have ran faster. Since he didn't know which way to go, he took a couple of seconds to decide where to go. Sebastian was catching up to him quickly.
The only stomping in the house came from Sebastian. Ciel was quiet as he made his way into various rooms and out in a quick motion. "Can you stop messing up my house?" He watched Ciel running into a room and closed the door as quickly as he could. Ciel was finally trapped.
Ciel looked around. "Oh no." He was in a bathroom. Turning to the door, he stepped back. It opened slightly and he got ready to escape. "Come on. Open it," he muttered. Once the door opened, he tried to run. His muddy paws slipped all over the tile flooring.
"Got you now." Sebastian picked up Ciel over his shoulder. He carried him to the bathtub and turned on the water. Ciel's body was slightly bonny, but it was good to the touch, something he didn't expect.
"I don't want to!" Ciel thrashed as Sebastian held his thighs close to his chest. He reached out to the door, but it was too far from him. As the man pulled him to get in the bathtub, he clawed his back and ran over him, landing gracefully on his four paws while Sebastian was pushed away.
Sebastian turned around and fell in the tub filling with warm water. "Ciel," he called and the cat-boy stopped at the exit. "You hurt my back," he said, his clothes and hair soaked in water.
Ciel leaned back, his ears turned down, and he looked at Sebastian with worry. "Are you... alright?" The man extended his hand to him. "I'm sorry." He went to the bathtub and rested his paw on Sebastian's hand. Unfortunately, he fell for the trap and was pulled into the water. "No!" He tried to escape again, but Sebastian wrapped his arms around him, keeping him in the water.
Sebastian closed his eyes as Ciel struggled and slipped, water splashing all over the place. In a few seconds the cat-boy got tired and stopped. He reached over to the water tap and turned off the water. "It's okay."
Ciel panted, his paws clenched on Sebastian's sides as he was seated on his lower abdomen. "It's kinda warm," he murmured and rested his head on the other's chest. "I'm so tired."
"I know." Sebastian smiled slightly as he looked at the top of Ciel's head. He swallowed dry and rested his hands on the cat-boy's thighs, and then took off the hoodie with a slow motion. Wet, fair skin was revealed and he looked at the dirt coming off. "You're a cat, so you must like to stay clean even though you don't like water, right?"
Ciel nodded and allowed Sebastian to take the hoodie over his head. It had been a while since he felt so warm. He felt like he could sleep just like that. His cat eyes opened and closed slowly as he purred quietly, but quickly widened when he felt Sebastian's hands on his hips, pulling his shorts down. "Stop!" He sat up on Sebastian's lap and took his hands away. His eyes turned down. "I'll take a bath by myself."
"Okay." Sebastian didn't think twice. He managed to get out of the tub, soaking the floor even more. "I'm going to change. When you need some clothes, just call me," He said without looking at Ciel and walked out of the bathroom. He closed the door and frowned as he went to his bedroom. His body had reacted to his cat-boy in an erotic manner, and he barely knew him.
Ciel took off his shorts and sat in the water slowly. He didn't like to be naked in front of others, and Sebastian was no exception. It was so warm, and it felt better in the cold day. He looked at the shampoo on the small space in front of the bathtub and opened it with one of his claws. He sniffed it and noticed another one. It smelled just like Sebastian. He poured some on his hair and scrubbed it. Mud turned the water's color, and suds surrounded him. His eyes closed as he took in the minty scent; it soothed him. He washed his paws in the water, revealing the midnight-blue fur and the pink pads. His long hair stuck to his forehead as he washed his other pair of paws and the rest of his body.
After Ciel found a towel he dried himself and wrapped it around his body. "Sebastian," he called and covered his shoulders with the green towel as he got out the bathtub.
Sebastian opened the door and walked inside with some folded clothes in his hands. He was wearing a plain black hoodie, gray sweatpants, and a pair of black socks. His hair was messy from being dried and not combed afterward. He looked at Ciel's clean face. He was certainly a cute cat-boy. "Here. After you put the clothes on I'm going to trim your hair a bit. It's too long."
Ciel nodded slightly and took the clothes. He watched Sebastian walking away and the door was closed. He placed the towel on the clothes basket and put on the white sweatshirt and the large black and green striped sleepwear pants. The clothes were so big on him. There was a knock on the door and he opened it.
"Now that you're ready let's take care of that hair. I have to go to work this afternoon today." Sebastian held Ciel's sides and sat him on a cabinet next to the sink. "Do you want something in particular later on for lunch?"
"Fish," Ciel answered without a second thought. He frowned slightly as Sebastian chuckled. "Is it that funny that I like fish? I'm a cat, or haven't you noticed that yet?"
"I was just thinking that it's typical." Sebastian wrapped a cloth around Ciel, leaving his head out. "Do you have a preference for the kind of fish?" He took hairbrush and combed his hair.
Ciel shook his head slightly. "Anything is fine. I'm not picky." He watched Sebastian take scissors from the cabinet. "Don't stab me in the eyes with that. I need them." Sebastian chuckled again and he rolled his eyes in annoyance. "I'm not joking."
"Don't worry." Sebastian smiled and started to trim the hair that almost covered Ciel's eyes. "After this you can eat something and have some rest. I'll ask Claude to bring Alois tonight. Close your eyes for a while." He began to see his large dark-blue eyes.
"Okay." Ciel closed his eyes. "Do you really don't mind if I... stay here?"
Sebastian shook his head. "I really don't mind. When I moved here I saw you around the neighborhood with your friend. I talked to Claude about you two and he agreed to keep Alois if I caught both of you, which I did." He combed the trimmed hair from Ciel's forehead and moved on to the side. "I was thinking of getting a cat, so now I don't have to look for one anymore." He glanced at Ciel's closed eyes and leaned closer. "Aren't you happy you got an owner to take care of you this easily?"
Those last words were whispered close to Ciel's ears, making him open his eyes. He looked at him from the corner of his eyes. "Let's just say I don't want to be abandoned when you get tired of me."
Sebastian raised a brow. "When? If I told you I'm going to take care of you I'm not going to go back on my word. Don't expect me to simply kick you out." He smacked the back of his head lightly. "Don't say that again, okay?"
"Okay." Ciel looked down as Sebastian continued to cut his hair. He hoped Sebastian wouldn't abandon him; he didn't want to live outside anymore. Of course the anxiety was always there because Sebastian didn't know him well, but he brushed it off.
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