I really did plan to keep this as a two shot guys, but because of the demand for it...here's another chapter. This is the last chapter I'll do for this though, so don't go askin' for a third. And now...

My replies to reviews!

Kimberly T :: I'm glad someone managed to see that~. Tanaka's an old man, he's worked for the Phantomhives for awhile now, it just makes sense that he might have seen a lot of questionable people and beings, so he probably at least suspects Sebastian isn't all completely human.

Please forgive my ignorance about Sebastian's reading abilities as well, I haven't watched the anime in a long while, and I've never read the manga, so I probably overlooked that fact. And yes, a romance novel. What other kind of book would Mey-Rin give him? Thank you for your review, I'll keep it in mind from now on!

Promocat :: You've asked for it, and you've gotten it; Grell fussing over Sebastian. No jealous Ciel, I'm sorry to say.

Aspiringwriter12 :: Were you resurrected?

Sebastian's Cat :: Hehehe, I'm glad you liked it that much! To tell the truth, me and my dad don't have much of a good relationship anymore, and he's no longer a part of my life, so seeing Ciel, a character without any family at all, makes me immediately relate to him in a way. Sebastian seems like he'd be a good parent, Ciel obviously trusts him to a degree, and if you really look all the phantomhive servants could easily fit into a slot in a normal family, and I guess that's sort of where my writing of them comes from...

That dragged on. I'm sorry. Anyway, please enjoy this, and I really, really do appreciate every second you guys put into writing a review for this, or any story. Thanks again for your kind words!

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Two days. Sebastian had been sick for a total of two days, and he looked worse than yesterday. He had gotten paler, if that was even possible, and his sleep was restless and he often tossed and turned and he always woke up tired and achy.

The demon lay in his bed, turned on his side with his back to Tanaka. The grey haired steward had stayed by the butler's side since he'd fallen ill, though he was almost never left alone with the sick demon. Finny often came up with a rose from the garden (all of which had been placed in a vase on the bedside table), Mey-Rin came up with fresh towels and cold water every few hours, and Bard checked in every so often with tea and a bowl of actually decent soup or not-so-burnt toast.

It worried the others that Sebastian was getting worse, even more so when the food Bard brought up went back down untouched. At least he drank some of the tea, if only to reassure the servants that he was, indeed, alive and kicking still.

The door to the room opened slowly, and a head poked around it as if hesitant. Tanaka smiled and gestured for the person to enter with a quiet "come in".

"I...was simply wondering when he'd be able to work again." Ciel, despite his dismissive words, leaned over the bed to take in the state that his butler was in, concern evident in his one uncovered eye. "The doctor is on the way, he'll be here in another hour or two."

Sebastian stirred, curling into a tight ball amid the black blankets, hands gripping at the bedsheets. The earl sighed and turned to exit the room. He didn't want to admit that he was worried about the usual unshakable demon, but his condition just seemed to get worse and worse with every hour that passed. Even Soma had started asking if Sebastian was better, and Agni had offered his help around the mansion multiple times in the past day.

"Young master?" Sebastian. The demon had awoken, though he was barely able to lift his head to look at the young boy. "Did you need me?"

"No. As I've said before, your job right now is to rest and recover. I was simply telling Tanaka that the doctor is coming."

The faintest look of smug gloating crossed over Sebastian's face, and then he smiled at Ciel, which only accented how exhausted the butler looked.

"So you do care. How touching young master."

"J-just shut up and rest! And that is an order, Sebastian."

"Yes, my lord."

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The doctor came and went, only giving them bad news; the only way for Sebastian to get better was to go somewhere the doctor claimed would cure him of his illness.

Ciel was immediately suspicious, and rightfully so; the medicine the doctor had left was an odd sort of poison, one that Agni had recognised from India. needless to say, the so called doctor lost everything Ciel, as a phantomhive, could make him lose.

"By tomorrow morning, Dr. Jones will have been run out of the country by his own malpractice. I've seen to it that his house will be burned to the ground just before he leaves, just so he remembers who, exactly, he attempted to poison." Ciel kicked off his shoes, climbed up into the bed beside his demonic servant and pulled the blanket firmly around Sebastian before curling into his side. The demon was fully awake now, and immensely amused that his young earl had taken such offense to someone trying to kill him. He was used to cuddling by now.

It wasn't like such an event wasn't common, and, even sick, there were no human poisons that could kill a demo of his stature. But the concern was still appreciated, in a twisted sort of way.

"I am flattered you care so much to sink to such actions. Might I inquire as to why Grell is standing in the doorway?"

"He spotted my carriage in the road and demanded to know your location." Ciel grumbled, turning his attention away from the demon and reaper to focus on the book he'd brought with him. "He claimed to want to see you and wouldn't leave me alone until I let him. Grell, just come in."

"Oh Sebas-chan!" Grell hurried to Sebastian's side the moment he was given permission, fussing over the butler in the loudest way possible. The demon kept giving the reaper exasperated looks, alternating with glaring down at his secretly smug master, arguing sternly that he didn't want the mam there, before he finally gave in and just let the redhead mother him.

It wasn't like he had the strength to stop Grell if the flamboyant reaper wanted to do anything to him anyway.

By the time Bard stepped in with the usual offer of not-so-burnt toast and tea Grell had situated himself on the side of Sebastian that wasn't already taken, and was quietly arguing with Ciel about the positive enforcement of healthy diets over the demon's head.

Not that said demon was paying any mind; he'd fallen into a peaceful sleep some time ago, head resting against Grell's shoulder. Bard left the food on the table and ran once outside the room to tell Mey-Rin and Finny what he'd just seen.

Tanaka only laughed a soft "ho ho ho" from the chair he'd been in, idly listening to Grell and Ciel argue and sipping his tea. Sebastian would be better in no time with those two fussing over him. Or he'd be sick of them. Either one.