A/N:Okay, obviously I'm new here so that means I'm not well-known and that's okay. As long as someone reads my story.
"Bassy? Bassy, where did you go?", Grell called as he followed Sebastian to the back of the club. The demon had been horribly embarrassed by Will and Grell felt awful about it. He shouldn't have brought William in the first place. He walked into the men's bathroom and saw Sebastian wiping the excess cake and alcoholic beverage off of his face and his black shirt. Grell frowned as he watched the demon clean himself with a blank expression on his face. Who knows what he was feeling? He was always a puzzle. Slowly, Grell began to walk over to him. Knowing Sebastian, he would probably be fuming, that would cause him to lash out at the first thing he saw, and Grell was known for being his punching bag.
"Bassy?"
Sebastian looked over at Grell, he didn't look angry. He didn't throw Grell into the wall yet, though, Grell was still on guard. He didn't say anything to the reaper, he just looked back into the mirror and continued cleaning himself. Grell thought he should help so he walked over to the paper-towels and grabbed a few. He made his way back to Sebastian and started to clean frosting off his shirt. He heard the demon whisper,
"Thank you."
Say what you will about Sebastian, the man is very well-mannered.
Grell just smiled, with a hint of blushing
"No need to thank me, darling. I just can't stand to see you all dirty."
Sebastian didn't respond. Grell didn't push it, Sebastian must be feeling a whole bunch of things now. Who wants to go through this on their birthday? The paper-towel was all dirty and covered in frosting so Grell threw it away.
"I'm sorry Bassy, I tried my hardest to get the frosting off."
"Nonsense. You got more than I did off."
Grell nodded. They both just stood there in awkward silence. Grell took the time to admire Sebastian further. He didn't swoon like he usually would, he just stood there. Sebastian's face showed no expression, as usual, but his eyes...they held all the emotion. They looked, hurt, and of course, embarrassed. Grell placed a hand over his mouth. It was painful to see his Bassy like this. He grabbed his hand.
"Come on, I'll drive you home..."
Sebastian nodded and walked out the bathroom with him. The car ride was quiet, Sebastian was never much of a talker so Grell didn't mind. It seemed like almost an eternity before he heard Sebastian talk.
"Thank you for not laughing at me like everyone else did."
Grell flicked his eyes over to the handsome man and smiled warmly.
"I didn't find any of it funny in the least, Bassy. That was just wrong and I'm terribly sorry for bringing William along tonight. It won't happen again."
Sebastian stayed silent. He said all that he needed to at the moment. That was sufficient enough for Grell. He pulled up in front of Sebastian and Ciel's apartment building. It was a very fancy one, only something you would find in Manhattan. It's a place where all the people with the mink coats and the French poodles go to rest their heads on two-thousand dollar beds at night.
"We're here, Sebastian."
Sebastian turned his head to his window and saw his building. Then, he looked at Grell with a warm smile on his face.
"Thank you for driving me home, Grell."
Grell just smiled and watched him get out the car. Grell rolled down the passenger window.
"Ta-ta, Bassy! I hope to hang out again, under better circumstances of course."
Grell blew him a kiss and to his surprise, Sebastian caught it. Grell beamed and rolled up the window, giving him one last wave before driving away. Sebastian stood there watching the red car turn the corner and soon disappear from his sight. He turned on his heels and started to walk into the building. He wanted to see how Ciel was functioning without him.
He got upstairs to see Ciel sitting on their couch, looking straight into his crimson eyes.
"Ciel?"
"Yes?"
"Why are you still up? It's almost one o' clock in the morning!"
"I couldn't sleep. I wanted to stay up until you got home."
Sebastian noticed the boy had his pajamas on. At least he knew how to change his clothes. Sebastian took of his jacket and hung it up on the rack.
"Did you have fun?"
There was a long pause. Sebastian wasn't sure on how to answer that. He didn't really want to. He just turned around with a fake smile.
"Of course I did! You told me to have fun and so that's what I did."
Ciel's face straightened.
"You're lying."
He hated how this boy could read fake smiles. Maybe that's because he was so used to pulling one himself. Sebastian stood there. Trying to not answer the question. He would be forced to tell the truth.
"Sebastian. What happened?"
Sebastian knew he would have to tell the truth anyway, this kid is persistent, he'll give him that much. Sebastian took a deep breath.
"You can't see from my shirt?"
Ciel looked at the demon's soiled shirt and then back at him.
"I can see, I want to know why it is in that state."
"It was William. At the nightclub, the reapers were having fun dancing and whatnot, I sat near the bar and watched everyone have fun. I was perfectly fine with doing so. I overheard them talking about me. Everyone except for Grell...insulted me, saying that I was weird for not doing what they did. They came over one by one and tried coaxing me to join them. I respectfully declined and they left me alone. Then William came over, he got me a refill for my drink and a birthday cake. The whole club sang happy birthday to me. William then slammed the cake into my face and to add insult to injury, he threw the drink at me too, claiming that he wanted to 'wash it off'. I was humiliated, Grell drove me home."
Ciel sat there, soaking in what he just heard. Why must he be treated so horribly? Even on his birthday. Sebastian walked over to the couch Ciel was sitting on and joined him.
Ciel looked at Sebastian. It was very obvious that Sebastian felt something about the whole cake ordeal. He sat down with him on the couch and waited for the demon to say something.
"Sebastian..."
Not looking up to the boy he raised his eyebrows to let him know he was heard and softly responded, "Yes, Ciel?"
"I know you aren't happy about tonight. I'm sorry for forcing you to go, I should have left you alone."
Sebastian chuckled and looked at the blue-haired boy. Ciel raised an eyebrow at Sebastian's response. Has he finally lost it?
"It's not your fault. You simply wanted me to have a good time."
Ciel scoffed.
"And look what came of it."
Sebastian stood silent for a few minutes, gathering words to form the response to Ciel's comment. Ciel sat there, patiently waiting for it. Anything that came out the demon's mouth was interesting, if not a bit dark. However, this was a different situation. Finally, Sebastian opened his mouth.
"I'm not surprised it ended up like this, actually..."
"How so?"
Sebastian started twiddling with his thumbs and Ciel just watched. Waiting for the next thing he would say. The first few times Sebastian would try to speak nothing would come out. Obviously, whatever he was about to say caused him great trouble and Ciel was anxious to know what it was. Sebastian's eyebrows furrowed, it seems he was getting upset at himself for being at a loss for words.
"I-I was never really liked..."
Ciel tilted his head. Whatever could he possibly mean by that?
"What do you mean?"
Sebastian took a deep breath and tried to disguise it as a chuckle of some sorts.
"Was he...trying to hide
tears?" (Italics), Ciel thought. He pushed the thought to the back of his head and listened to Sebastian.
"Exactly what I said. No one liked me. To this day, no one likes me. I was always the outcast, still the outcast it seems. Ever seen how much Finny, Baldroy, and Mey-Rin tried to avoid me?"
Ciel thought back to all those years ago. He did remember what lengths they went to, just to avoid him. He always felt a little sorry for Sebastian. He just seemed so lonely at times; with only the cat that wandered into the manor at night to keep him company. He never seen Sebastian so happy before. He also remembered how upset he was when the cat died. His grief didn't last long, he realized that the cat was a female and had a litter of kittens hidden in a rose bush. He saved them from getting burned by Pluto's fiery breath. Ciel let him keep them, for Sebastian's sake, so long as they stayed in his room. Ciel laughed to himself at night when he heard his butler's laughing from below him. He had a nice laugh.
Ciel nearly forgot about Sebastian's question. He nodded. Sebastian simply smiled and brought his knees to his chest and started going into his own world as he talked.
"They weren't the only ones. Everyone either avoids me, or gives me the William treatment, save for Grell. They all call me weird, freak, all because I don't do the things they find entertaining. Even my parents were embarrassed of me because of it.
"Always saying, 'There are people coming, go to your room and stay in there until we tell you to come out.'"
Ciel never knew any of that. He felt bad for Sebastian. He never really much cared about him before, he will admit to that. He never knew that Sebastian had such a life. He should have talked to him more when he had the chance. Maybe he could have helped him with it, but no, his revenge came first and Sebastian saw to it that he have it. He did achieve it in the end.
After another deep breath, Sebastian started to talk again.
"I know that I am different but..."
Sebastian's sentence was cut off with a sniffle. Ciel's eyes widened, was Sebastian crying? Has he reached his breaking point?
Sebastian wiped the tears away and smiled at Ciel.
"I'm sorry, I'm getting emotional..." Sebastian said with a slight laugh in his tone. Ciel knew he didn't want him to see him like this, he got up and looked down at Ciel.
"Come on, it's late, I had a long night. Let's get ready for bed."
His voice was shaky and barely audible. If Ciel hadn't been a demon, he would have never heard him.
He held his hand out for Ciel to grab, which he did. Ciel didn't want to hurt him any further, demon or no, he had feelings, and demons aren't supposed to really show them. Though, how long could a person hold it in? They walked into Sebastian's bedroom. He only slept with him if he had a nightmare, they pass out watching a movie, or if one of them felt lonely. Ciel sat patiently on his bed, Ciel already had his pajamas on, he was waiting for Sebastian to come out of the bathroom. He heard the sniffles. Sebastian really was crying. Ciel has seen tears slip out of his eye from time-to-time but, he never seen, or heard him full on cry. It was heart-wrenching. He couldn't help but feel pity for the man.
The door opened to reveal Sebastian. The rims of his eyes matching the color of his pupils. He was wiping his face, ridding it of the tears but leaving tear-stains. He looked at Ciel and smiled warmly. He walked over to his side of the bed and climbed in, he held the covers up so Ciel could get comfortable.
"All set?"
Ciel nodded. Sebastian went to turn off his lamp. When the room was dark, Ciel felt Sebastian's lips touch his forehead.
"Good-night, Ciel..."
"Night, Sebastian..."
Ciel went to sleep thinking about how to make it up to Sebastian and he needed a certain red reaper to help...
