A/N: Sorry for the very late update, this was meant to be written ages ago, it's all fault of my student's duties. I hope to add the rest soon. Enjoy :)

'Sebastian…Sebastian!' the Earl screamed from his bathroom, his deep blue eye fixed on the bathtub as he watched the water flow in a spiral into the unhinged hole. 'Where the hell is that demon?' he muttered dragging his tired feet on the floor to reach the door of his room. Slightly opening it, he looked at the empty corridor. 'Sebastian?' he called again, but the only answer came from silence.

'I bet he is in the garden playing with one of those bestial creatures he loves so much,' he sighed and turned back to his bed, lying on top of it. Extending his arm towards the ceiling he stretched his hand to carefully observe the shining blue stone adorning his finger. It was true that he had suddenly decided to call it an early night for today, but his butler was expected to be at his side whenever needed and instead Ciel was left alone wondering on what to do. Ten minutes later, with still no sign of his demon butler, he decided to proceed on his own, in the end how difficult could it be to wash his body? He was 13 now, he should have been able to care for himself without having to rely on others.

After blocking the hole through which the water could flow, he rolled up his sleeves and proceeded to work. Careful not to make a mess, he used his tiny and weak arms to raise the buckets filled with water and empty them into the bathtub. Yet, despite his attempts, he couldn't manage to avoid a large quantity of water from spilling out, dirtying the floor all around. 'Argh…' he cried out as he slipped on the wet marble and fell, still fully clothed, into the too much hot water. Quickly he struggled to get out, but the slippery walls of the bathtub, together with the heavy soaked clothes he was wearing, made his efforts sloppy and prevented him from getting out. Nor did the fact that the water was still boiling help him focus on his strained movements.

'Se-se…' he was on the point of using his contract to force the butler to his side when he decided that he didn't want the other one to see him in that condition, surely the demon wouldn't miss the occasion to make silly jokes. No, he was getting out of that mess with his own strength, he was the Phantomhive Earl after all. Since he was too distracted by the pain inflicted to his young body by the hot water, he turned to his side and looking deep into the liquid he found the bath plug. Wrapping the string into his small hands he pulled it with all his strength, only to fall backwards as his flesh slipped on the thin metallic chain. Spitting water all around he cursed the bath, the bath plug and the demon for not being there.

'I am not giving up, you know, not in front of a minor issue as empting a filled bathtub…' He sat down on his knees and with renewed strength he pulled again. This time, using part of his clothes to get more friction, he got the chain to move slightly but the pressure beneath the hole was too much and the plug broke. Due to the reaction force he was sent flying backwards again, but unfortunately this time he violently hit his head on the white wall of the bathtub and slowly slid downwards along it. 'Shit…' was the last thing he managed to say before everything went black and he sunk into the water, breathing in soap and bubbles.

…

Hundreds of feet away Sebastian snapped his head up, fixing his glowing red eyes on his Master's window. His pupils narrowed as he felt the kid lose consciousness, in the bathtub of all places! What on Earth was he trying to do? Drown himself before Sebastian could consume his soul? The demon would not allow it, he was there to protect his Master from all dangers, including his very own self. 'Excuse me Miss, it appears that there is an urgent matter that requires my attention,' he sweetly said to the female cat he was holding tightly on his chest, before placing her down. Then in the blink of an eye he materialised into his Master's bathroom, looking at the unconscious child. He lifted him out of the water and gave him some good blows on his back to help him cough out the water.

A tremble shook Ciel's body as he regained consciousness, 'S-ssebatian?...'

'Young Master, I'm surprised that all of a sudden you decided to truncate our contract by sending your holy soul to the afterlife,' the demon grinned.

'You bastard…ugh…I didnn…' An improvise cough caused him to violently shake, water flowing out of his lungs causing his speech to become slurred. '…The bath…the butt plug…damn, a new one… you…fucking…cats…ah'.

He was stopped in his blabbering by Sebastian's hand lifting up his chin to look into his eyes. 'What is it Master? Please tell me what you require of me?' He said, his breath temptingly lingering on the child's lips.

'Bastard…lettmego…ouch…I need a good…fuck…the soap…' Ciel's thoughts were becoming more and more incoherent as the heat he had just been exposed to was taking his tool on his body. 'I'm burning, please…I need…too hot…'

'I see. Just for this once I shall refrain from teasing you and make sure you get into bed safely,' Sebastian replied just before Ciel slipped out of consciousness again, not before saying 'You useless butler…'

The demon smiled at the child's senseless face and proceeded at washing him with cold water and drying his reddened skin, then he placed him to rest into soft and fresh linens in order to avoid the risk of him catching a fever. After everything was done he went back to clean the bath and upon noticing that the bath plug was effectively broken he smirked. 'A new butt plug, ne? Then a new one you shall have, Bocchan'. And as he said so his crimson eyes darkened to the deepest shades of red.