Thank you for the reviews, I appreciate it. This is doing much better than I expected. I've decided to write my third chapter early because I'm so happy! Credit goes out to PrincessMoni, thanks for the idea!
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The temperature stayed cool all night long. Gusts of fragrant wind blew in through the crack from the window. The clock was ticking and it was nearly a quarter till six. Ciel slept soundly in his comfortable twin sized bed. His blanket had been tossed around while he turned in his sleep and he stirred a bit to reach for the thin material. His small body arched and reached but couldn't find the blanket. His eyes fluttered open slowly and met the bright red lighting of his alarm clock.
"Oh shit." His body flew up off of the bed and he stumbled around still half asleep, looking for clean clothes and underwear. He tripped into his bathroom while attempting to pull up his tightly fitted pants, fumbling with the button and zipper while shoving his tooth brush into his mouth and trying to comb back his hair and wet his face all at the same time. He had never gotten ready for work so quickly in his entire life. He spat out his toothpaste and rinsed his mouth while looping a studded leather belt through his pant loops. He walked out of the bathroom and grabbed a pair of socks and shoes. As he slipped on his sneakers, Alois waddled in sleepily while rubbing his eyes.
"What are you doing? You're making so much noise. And it's too early for noise." Alois muttered in a whiny tone.
"My alarm clock must have gone off and I slept through it, or it's broken. I don't know! But if I don't hurry, I'll be late for work." Ciel frantically stood up and pulled on a fitted graphic long sleeved t-shirt and walked out into the kitchen.
"You seem to be making it a habit, being late." Alois said just loud enough so that Ciel could hear him. He heard some profanities being yelled back from the kitchen and he simply laughed and flopped onto Ciel's bed and curled up underneath the blanket.
Without another word, Ciel grabbed a water bottle, his keys and name tag and headed out and flew down the flights of stairs, trying to be as quiet as possible. When he stepped outside he felt the air nip at his skin a little bit. It was still summer, but the nights had been getting cooler and the mornings were always wet and cold. He was glad he had randomly chosen a long sleeved t-shirt that day.
He took off down the sidewalk and half jogged half ran to his work. After about five minutes of running he reached a small restaurant and flew in the door. The small bell rang loudly to let everyone who was already there know that he had arrived. He quickly dashed into the kitchen and grabbed a white apron that smelled of bleach and grease from whatever the cook had began making that morning already.
"You barely made it! You've never been this late before, what's the deal man!" A red haired boy asked obnoxiously.
"What? Worried that if I didn't show up on time you'd actually have to work for a good five minutes? Big baby." Ciel chuckled at himself and dodged a spatula being thrown in his direction.
"You're such a sarcastic brat! I do too work!" The male yelled.
"Walking around and flirting with the customers and kissing the boss's ass? That's your definition of work? What fucking planet are you from?" Ciel snapped and laughed at the furious red head behind the counter. He prepared himself as the man raised another spatula and was about to throw it before someone entered the room.
"Grell, put that shit down!" The red head dropped the utensil immediately and glared over at Ciel who was trying not to giggle loudly. He stuck his tongue out and Ciel rolled his eyes and flipped him off.
"Alright, you're all here. Make me some money today. No slacking off. I'll be in my office if anyone needs me." The hairy average sized man clad in a dirty apron walked away and around a corner into the storage area he called his office.
"He gives us that spiel every day. Why? It's freaking annoying as hell. I would seriously go buy a whole set of ear plugs just so I wouldn't have to hear his nasty voice for those important six seconds of my day." Grell uttered quietly to himself. Ciel ignored Grell and walked over to the front of the restaurant. He flipped the sign which read "We're Open" over and unlocked the other door.
"Hey Ciel, how was work last night?" Agni asked from behind one of the grills in the kitchen.
"Oh my goodness, can we not talk about this right now please? It's so inappropriate and sinful what he does. It makes me blush when I think about it."
"Lizzie shut your trap, I've seen you do worse things with guys in public than I've ever seen Ciel do on that stage."
"Shut up you nasty ass pervert!" Lizzie retorted and shot a death glare at Grell who shot one right back.
"The two biggest drama queens on the planet." Ciel sighed while walking over to the bar counter and looking back over at Agni.
"It went great. I got my bonus, just like I wanted. And some guy left me a ridiculous tip, five thousand dollars." The two who were bickering previously suddenly stopped and stared wide eyed at Ciel.
"Wow! What did he look like? Was he old and gross? Was he cute! Would you say he's bangable?!" Lizzie spouted out question after question.
"I'll bet he was an old fart. And I'll bet you let him touch you! Ugh! You slept with him didn't you! You nasty little bastard!" Grell began to yell over Lizzie and pretty soon the whole restaurant was filled with yelling and their voices began to echo. Everything suddenly became silent as soon as the bell rang and the first customer walked in through the door.
"Good morning ma'am, how are you today?" Ciel asked while jumping down from the bar step. He made his way over to the table that the woman sat at with her two little children. He smiled and began taking orders. Soon the place would be packed and filled with Agni's delicious cooking.
As the day progressed, Ciel became quicker with his feet and was able to move through the crowd with ease. He was right, the restaurant was filled with people, and with multiple bodies moving around it was hard to see the tables and spot who had been taken care of and who had not. He noticed a man seated at a booth by himself who had not been greeted yet so after delivering the food that he had in his hands, he made his way over.
"Hello sir, what can I get started for you today?" Ciel looked down at his small notepad and pulled out a pencil from his apron.
"I'll have a water, please." The mans voice was silky smooth and sounded warm and sophisticated. He had a slight English accent but it wasn't that noticeable.
"Alright, anything else? Have you decided what you'd like to eat already or do you still need a couple of minutes?" Ciel didn't need to scribble down the word water, but he did anyway.
"What would you recommend?" He glanced down at the table and noticed that the man hadn't even looked at his menu.
"Well, it all depends on what you like. Our chef can cook anything."
"Anything?" The man's voice sounded so hot. Ciel hadn't even bothered to look at his face yet. His eyes made their way up to the stranger's face and his color quickly faded and his stomach fluttered.
The man seated in front of him had ivory colored skin, dark silky black hair that was chopped in a messy fashion and had extended pieces that reached his shoulders. His eyes were a dark color, almost black it seemed. He was wearing a well fitted bloody red dress shirt with a black tie and his ears were both pierced and adorned with two small red studs. Ciel took a moment to soak in the mans beauty and finally realized that he was gawking. He shook his head and looked back down at his notepad.
"Ah yes, anything within reason of course. If we have the ingredients he can make it." Ciel's words were flying out of his mouth faster than he could tell. He felt nervous all of a sudden talking to this man, and he felt his cheeks begin to heat up.
"Hm, I'm not much of a big eater, I like small things. I'll take a small garden salad with nothing but a small amount of ranch." Ciel scribbled down the note quickly and nodded.
"Thank you, I'll be right back with your water and your order should be done shortly." Ciel turned and walked away while trying not to make eye contact. He quickly weaved through people and made his way towards the kitchen to retrieve a glass of water for the man.
"Hey, who is that beautiful creature you're waiting on over there?" Grell asked as Ciel poured a decent amount of ice water into a glass. Lizzie and Agni overheard Grell and both looked towards the booth and spotted the man right away.
"Oh my freaking god Ciel! He's fucking gorgeous!" Lizzie screamed.
"Shhh! Lizzie hush. And I don't know, I didn't sit down and get to know the guys life story. All I did was get his order." Ciel leaned sideways to get a glimpse of the man.
"He's so damn fine, I'd love to get it in with him. I wonder if he's gay, hell, I really don't care at the moment. I'd gladly have a drastic sex change for him!"
"Grell shut up! The customer's might hear you and worse, the boss might hear you. Besides, he's not that great looking." Ciel rolled his eyes and lied to himself.
"No? You don't find him that attractive? He doesn't intoxicate you? Make your throat swell up? Take your breath away? Make you hot?" Grell teased and grinned evily at Ciel and Ciel plainly shook his head and took a sip of water.
"Hm, then why are you drinking out of his glass of water?" Ciel's eyes widened and he spat out the water in an instant and choked a little bit.
"Fuck!" Lizzie and Grell laughed loudly at Ciel and Agni continued to cook and prepare food, but even he found it quite humorous and snickered a bit. He watched as Ciel grabbed another glass and filled it with water and held up the small plate of salad prepared just the way the man wanted it. Ciel remained silent with an annoyed look on his face as the two other waiters continued to laugh and crack jokes. He grabbed the plate and headed back towards the booth.
"Here you are, sorry it took so long." Ciel continued to avoid eye contact with his customer. He gently sat the plate onto the table along with the water. He stood up straight and waited for the man to yell at him for taking so long.
"It's quite alright, I've got all of the time in the world. And that was the fastest I've ever seen anyone prepare my meal before. So thank you. And give my regards to your chef, this looks excellent." Ciel nodded and turned around, but before he could walk away the man said something else.
"Oh excuse me." Ciel stopped and bit his lip then slowly turned around and walked closer towards the table.
"Yes sir?" He finally made eye contact and tried not to let the blood rush to his face.
"You've got a little something, right here." He reached up with a napkin and wiped off a small drop of water from the corner of Ciel's mouth. Ciel's legs began to wobble and he nodded in appreciation and opened his mouth but nothing came out, so he walked away quickly.
"What a cutie." The man smiled and placed the napkin down onto the table and picked at his salad until it was completely gone and drank his water. Once he was finished and saw that Ciel was moving around at an impressive pace around other customers he figured he'd leave enough to cover his bill and the tip. Before he left he grabbed the napkin and pulled a pen out from his pocket and scribbled something down onto the thin paper and placed it underneath the money. He stood up and watched as the small and fragile boy continued to dash around with trays of food, drinks and dirty dishes.
"Rather impressive. I wonder what else he can do." The man smirked and quickly made his way through the crowd with ease and exited quietly and unnoticed.
Ciel was still running around carrying out orders and cleaning up people's left behind messes when he remembered the man sitting at the booth all by himself. He dumped the dishes in the kitchen and snuck around to the table to find it empty. He quickly saw the cash laying on the table and there was an extra fifty dollars there. Ciel was confused and thought maybe he had just thrown cash from his wallet onto the table in a hurry and had accidentally left him a fifty instead of a five.
"He even cleaned up the table for me." He looked at the table and saw that there was absolutely no mess to be found anywhere. The dishes were stacked neatly in the center of the table and he stuffed the money into his apron and grabbed the plate and noticed the napkin. He saw black ink spread out around the tissue paper. He held it up in front of his face and dropped the dishes he had been holding when he finished reading what it said.
'Hello again, it's a pleasure to have seen you in something other than underwear and thigh highs. Once again, your service was excellent. Please don't think that I'm following you, this was purely coincidental. I left you a reasonable tip to pay off the two broken dishes. ~ S.M."
"Ciel, what happened!" Ciel turned around and clenched his fist around the napkin so that nobody would see it. His boss looked down at the floor and furrowed his hideously bushy eyebrows.
"The plate slipped sir, I'm sorry, I'll pay for it." His boss gave him an odd look and nodded then walked away back towards his office. He stuffed the napkin into his pocket with the money and leaned down to pick up the large chunks of glass that were spread on the floor. He made his way back to the kitchen and the three other help looked at him curiously.
"How are you going to pay for that? That's like an entire day's worth of money you just threw away!" Grell pronounced loudly.
"I think I'll be fine." Ciel looked down at his pocket and snapped his head up quickly and looked at the rest of the workers.
"Come on, it's almost closing time. We should start cleaning up early so we can all go home." The three didn't say anything, just nodded and all began to get back to work.
Ciel was ready to go home and take a nice hot shower and rinse the dirt off of his body and clear his mind. Things had been too hectic lately and he needed some way to unwind and relax.
'This kind of stuff only happens in movies. I must be just over thinking everything. It probably just was a coincidence. An extremely odd, and pleasant coincidence.' He shook his head and blinked quickly and began to finish up his work for the day. He was beginning to desperately need that shower.
