A/N: Alright, so the second chapter. I am SO sorry that I didn't post anything the last few days, but if I thought that I was drawing a blank on Saturday, Sunday and Monday were even worse. Then on Tuesday I had ideas but my baby cousin was getting adopted finally and that celebration took all day. I got a load of ideas all of a sudden... my mind is weird. It kinda works in erratic ways... luckily it's rapid-erratic, not slow-erratic, like some peoples'.
Title: Overload
Author: liketolaugh
Rating: K+
Pairings: None
Genre: Supernatural/Hurt/Comfort
Warnings: None? I think.
Summary: There are some disadvantages to being an empath; emotional overload is one of them. There's a reason Ciel doesn't like crowds. Or: Ciel gets lost in a crowd at three years old. Twoshot.
Disclaimer: Sadly, Black Butler is not mine. Neither is X-Men.
"Young Master!" Grandpa called again, and then Grandpa was moving him and then he was handed to someone else, someone familiar. "Master Vincent, I found Ciel, but..."
"Tanaka!" Daddy exclaimed, and Ciel felt himself being held closer and he cuddled nearer to his Daddy, because his Daddy was smart and he would know how to make his head stop (hurtinghurting). "Tanaka, what's wrong with Ciel?"
"I don't know," murmured Grandpa, somehow managing to sound mostly composed through his worry. "When I reached him, he was already like this, and I am uncertain as to why. I believe that he is hurt, but I cannot see where."
"Ciel," Daddy said, only a hint of panic lacing through his (forced-calm) voice. "Ciel, where are you hurting? You need to tell me so I can make it better, understand, Ciel?"
Daddy said it a few more times, but his head was (hurting) and it was hard to think through the (excitementfearworry) and so it took a while for Ciel to understand, but he finally managed to whisper,
"My head hurts, Daddy."
First confusion and then understanding communicated themselves through the touch, but even his Daddy's soft, shadowed emotions made his head hurt more and he whimpered again. "Mental powers," Daddy murmured, but Ciel didn't understand. What did his Daddy mean? "Tanaka, go tell Rachel that we are leaving. Now."
"Understood, Master Vincent," Grandpa acknowledged, hurrying through the crowd, and Ciel felt himself being hurried through the crowd, held tight to his Daddy's chest, one of his Daddy's hands rubbing his back in soft, slow circles that made him feel a little bit better, but only a little because (therewassomuch).
"It's okay, Ciel," he heard his Daddy whisper to him, quickly making his way... somewhere. "You'll be alright, understand, Ciel? You're going to be fine."
He felt (through the calmdeceptionirritationworry ) himself being readjusted and then his Daddy pushed through the door and the mass of sososomanyemotions was fading away slowly.
He heard footsteps and then he felt his Mama (because with all the other emotions faded he could tell that there was only him and his Daddy and his Mama and Grandpa there) brush her hand through his hair, worried. "Vincent, what's wrong with Ciel?"
"Too much strain," his Daddy replied quietly. "He must have some sort of extrasensory perception."
Ciel heard a sigh and his Mama's hand continued to card through his hair gently. "Ciel, you're going to be fine, understand, sweetie? You're going to be okay." Then she added in a slightly louder voice, laced with concern, "Tanaka, call a carriage, won't you?"
"Already done, my lady," Grandpa assured her.
It felt like an eternity for Ciel as they waited for the carriage to come. He felt a bit better, farther away from all the (unfamiliartoomanyemotions) but not a lot, because his head was still hurting. But eventually, he did hear the rumbling of carriage wheels and the nickering of horses, and he felt himself being passed again, this time to his Mama, and then carried onto the carriage. He felt himself being lowered and heard Grandpa climb on and direct the carriage driver. But his head still ached and he whimpered again.
His Mama began to sing to him softly.
"Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night..."
The combination of his Mama's soothing voice and the carriage's rocking motion soon sent Ciel to sleep, curled in his Mama's arms.
There we go. So that's my first twoshot, only slightly longer than a oneshot, hahaha. Oh, well. By the way, the whole headache idea also comes from X-Men. I don't think it's enough to put this in the crossover category (because I, personally, really hate it when people put things in the crossover section when it doesn't involve characters from both fandoms) but that is still where much of my mutant-power ideas come from. This particular one is a general rule that when a mutant with mental powers strains themselves too much, they get a bad headache. So, the same concept applies here. I think that jumping from 5-10 to 30+ peoples' emotions qualifies as strain, yes? I hope you all liked it, cause Little!Ciel ideas seem to be my best ideas. Also, I just looked through the Rachel and Vincent character stories again and I realized that there really weren't that many of them, especially ones involving Ciel in some way... I was pretty much like 'oh, so that's why people like these so much'. Er, comparatively, anyway. Please review!
By the way, I plan to also update Young Young Master and finish Because We Knew him today. Within the next couple of days, another Vincent and Ciel oneshot should be up, along with the next (long) chapter of Things Change, plus a Christmas and Apocalyptic oneshot (separate, not together, which would be just weird) at the appropriate times. Bye!