Chapter four: That butler; Exploring

Crossing London Bridge that went over River Thames in a closed carriage pulled by two proud horses, Ciel was imagining what he and his loyal butler would find when they stopped outside James Harker's home. He sat alone inside the typical fine art carriage that only a person in the same rank as an Earl could afford and had Sebastian direct the course. The carriage slowed down and stopped after some minutes. The place looked sort of ruined. The curtains were covering the windows from inside, making it hard to see what they were dealing with. Ciel was standing in front of the door, hitting it with his cane he usually had with him when they were investigating. His gray suit made him not stand out as much as he normally did.

"James Harker, are you there? We need to discuss an important matter." Ciel said loud and clear, just to be sure that James could hear him if he was home.

Sebastian stood behind Ciel, dressed in black as usual. He looked over his shoulder before he looked over at Ciel. He bent closer to Ciel.

"I think the police are coming." He said and hoped that James would open the door before the police came.

'We better not be seen by the police. We have to get away quickly if they come before Mr. Harker opens the door. If Mr. Harker opens the door and let us in, then we still have to be very careful.' Sebastian thought.

"Well spotted." Ceil whispered before they heard noises from inside the house.

Apparently something breakable had hit the floor. A manly groan followed. Then the same voice was babbling, cursing to someone.

"He is home." Ciel said and used the cane again, hitting the door. "Mr. Harker, open the door." He commanded a bit louder.
"No, no, no. There is blood everywhere, you better clean this up before anyone notice. Hurry! But with what? Hurry there is someone at the door." The man's voice changed from being low and high. "Shhh! Get away!" Another rustle with broken stuff. "I am sorry. Just leave me alone." The voice whispered in anxiety.
"Can you feel another present, Sebastian?" Ciel asked, not sure if it was two voices or just one.
"No, I cannot. There is only one person inside that house," Sebastian answered, and was a bit worried now. "It sounds like Mr. Harker is schizophrenic, and a bit paranoid." Sebastian moved his head and looked down the street; he could hear the police move closer. "If the police see us, Mr. Harker would become scared and we would not be able to speak to him."

'Could Candyman really be this schizophrenic and paranoid man?' Sebastian was not so sure about it anymore.

"He sounds scared already. Would it be counted as burglary if we opened the door without permission?" Ciel had to check before he got them a lawsuit. He was sort of desperate at this point, the air around him got tenser by the second.

Barefoot steps came closer; they were light and not coordinated. 'Come on, open it!' Ciel ordered in his thoughts. The voice whispered again.

"They are not here to get me are they? No, they cannot! You will not be taken away... They do not know anything yet." Then silence. Suspicious.

A large thump hit the door, which made Ciel jump a bit. The man must have trouble walking or something. It went up slowly; the man's small thin fingers placed themselves on the side of the door. There was still some blood on them. It went further up until his face came in view. He was glaring at the two standing before him. Mr. Harker grinned when he saw Ciel and kept his dark brown eyes on him. His hair was a mess, the clothes were dirty and Mr. Harker was literally dangerously thin. Compared to the house he lived in, his health must be poor too, probably not getting regularly meals.

Sebastian placed a hand on Ciel's shoulder when James opened the door. 'What a creepy man,' He thought. 'He fits to be Candyman, somehow, but I do not think he is smart enough or capable of doing something like what Candyman does.' He made himself look friendly and calm while Mr. Harker talked. 'No, this man defiantly cannot be capable of doing something like Candyman, but we should talk to him anyway. He might just play with us, for all we know.'

"Wonder why they are here... That boy..." Mr. Harker's voice trailed off while staring. Ciel did not feel comfortable with this.
"May we enter Mr. Harker?" Ciel asked. James' eyes expanded and he looked nervously around.
"They say not to. No good." James whined and started to close the door.

Ciel placed his cane between the door and the wall to prevent it from shutting. James panicked and pushed the door harder. Sebastian grabbed the door when Mr. Harker was about to close it at opened it with force. James Harker looked surprised at the door, it took back at him. His eyes shifted from the three objects, not finding a resting place.

"I am very sorry for our rudeness, but we need to talk to you. It is very important," Sebastian said. "There is no police here, and they are not coming, we are just normal people who are wondering about something."

Mr. Harker's eyebrows frowned and he stepped backwards looking helpless and scared while shivering.

"No good." He mumbled two times and added something in a whisper on the third. "You cannot let them see."

Ciel took the liberty to take a few steps inside. The smell of this place was not that different from the house that noble boy had. Mr. Harker's eyes showed he was getting stressed.

"What can you not let us see?" Ciel asked carefully, he did not want to upset James more than this.

James took his hands up to his head and started walking back and forwards, mumbling none recognizable words. It did not look like the mad man was able to answer them. Sebastian stepped up right behind Ciel, while his eyes followed Mr. Harker.

"Young master... I do not think he is the right man," Sebastian said low, so that only Ciel could hear him.

'A mad person like this would never be able to hide his victims, and not lure small boys. He is not acting, he really is crazed.' Sebastian looked around, the house was a mess, and it looked like was a long time since last time someone had cleaned this place. But it did not smell so bad, which was a little surprising.

James suddenly ran into another room, apparently he had something he rushed to do.

"Hide it! Quickly! The people are too curious, we cannot let them see!" His voice varied from strong to weak. The hasty movement triggered Ciel's curiosity. What was this bizarre man hiding?
"I do not believe it is him too, but still there maybe something else he might have done." Ciel said calm and sneaked after James.

Mr. Harker was sitting squat, bending over something small, bloody, and reeking of dead. Even though the bones in Mr. Harker's spine were covered under his filthy clothes, the bones could too easily be seen. It was horrifying how skinny he was. Ciel slowly stepped forward, not to disturb James. One step at the time. James had started mumbling again and had his hands close to the floor, having a firm grip around a tiny thing with a head and a crushed, crimson blood painted beak. Its black lifeless eyes stood a few millimetres out from its head. More crimson were covering the original light green feathers. How ugly. James squeezed it tighter, looking nervously around. His head turned quickly and his eyes seemed too had been consumed by his mad behaviour. The eyes expanded in anger, his pupils became smaller when they were met with Ciel's royal blue. Ciel had come too close. Mr. Harker dropped the dead bird. Budgerigar, Ciel remembered its specie. James turned around completely and was getting ready to attack.

"You cannot have judgment!" He yelled vexed.

Sebastian ran forward and grabbed Ciel around his waist. He dragged Ciel away from the mad man.

"We better get out of here, this man is dangerous," He whispered.

He turned around and ran out of the house with Ciel in his arms.

"Looks like we have only one suspected left." Sebastian said and placed Ciel next to the carriage and opened it for him, helping him inside. 'Now our problem would be to find him.' He thought. Ciel nodded in unison.

They left Mr. Harker's house and went straight to the Phantomhive mansion.

On the way, Ciel looked out the window and zoned out in boredom. After a few seconds his thoughts became bothered by pictures of different angles and expressions of Sebastian. The normally pale face flushed when he remembered their first kiss.

They arrived at the mansion. Sebastian opened the door for Ciel and helped him out of the carriage. Not a word was spoken as they went in to the huge house.

"I shall go and prepare some tea for you, young master," He said. "Now we only have one suspect left in this case... and he will not be the easiest one to find since no one has seen him in a month." Those were the last words Sebastian said before he went to the kitchen.

"What tea is this? The aroma is new to me." Ciel asked, looking down at the teacup Sebastian had brought to him minutes later.

The living room had still the antic feeling. Pictures of people Ciel knew and had known, although the only ones that were not portrayed here was his parents. Ciel had his reasons for it to be like that.

"It is apple and cinnamon tea imported from China," Sebastian replied. "Does it not suit you?" He asked, prepared to go and make tea again if the young lord did not like this type.

Finny walked by outside, he was as happy as usual, and did not look over at Sebastian and Ciel. 'I think I should go and get some work done in this house.' Sebastian thought and knew that sooner or later, the others would destroy something and make a mess he would have to clean up.

"No, it is good." Ciel said lightly and placed the teacup on the table right next to him.

The blue eye shifted to gaze silently at Sebastian. 'My mind has worsen after our first kiss. I cannot say I did not expect that, but still I thought it would lessen instead of increase.' Ciel sighed. 'I am hopeless at this... It feels like I do not know myself anymore.'

"Say, Sebastian, why have I come to know something I cannot comprehend?" Ciel asked.

Sebastian smiled, 'What is he talking about?' He thought.

"What do you mean, young master?" He asked while looking down at the small boy.
"I mean: Why cannot I get you out of my head!" Ciel's voice had gained more strength.

He was annoyed that Sebastian made him say that embarrassing line. The Earl's face became hotter and he had to look away to prevent further blushing.

"I do not know, my lord," Sebastian answered. "Maybe for the same reason I cannot get you out of my head."

Ciel's face shot bright red. Sebastian did not look away; he just continued to smile sweetly and acted normal. He had become a good actor after being Ciel's butler in so many years.

"How can you say that with such a calm voice?" Ciel asked and looked up at Sebastian again. "Come closer." Ciel pleaded, reaching after Sebastian.

Right now Ciel wanted his slave's lips. He knew that his emotions would not go back to normal anymore, so he just had to satisfy himself to avoid going crazy.

"I can since I have complete control over my emotions, if it were not for that, I would have been blushing just like you," He said and bended closer to Ciel. He smiled; the butler knew very well what was going to happen now. "Are you giving in for the emotions, my lord?" He whispered when their lips were just an inch from each other.
"Shut up." Ciel whispered harshly, closing his eyes and brought their lips together.

His heart pounded faster, the blood in his veins rushed with the beasts. Just by kissing Sebastian, Ciel felt like he was drugged by pure ecstasy. His hands moved over Sebastian's chest, hoping to feel that Sebastian went through the same thing. Sebastian closed his eyes. He placed his right hand on Ciel's cheek and then moved it to Ciel's neck making sure that the boy could not get away. He's heart had started to beat a bit faster than usual, everything he had in mind was blown away, the only thing he could think of was the young boy he was kissing.

Ciel gave away low moans; the pleasure had become greater than before. He could not help but to feel happy, this was not one of his orders. Sebastian could have easily turned him down, but he did not. Ciel was confident that they were walking on the same line.

Sebastian smiled into the kiss when he heard Ciel moan. 'You sure are enjoying this.' He thought, he had gained control over his mind again, and was no longer running on pure instinct. But the butler was not going to stop, not until the young master wanted to, he was enjoying this. He wanted this moment to last forever.

Sebastian licked Ciel's bottom lip, asking for entrance.

Though Ciel was new at this, he understood what Sebastian was hinting - instinct so to speak. Ciel opened his mouth to let Sebastian's tough slip through. The butler let his tongue explore Ciel's mouth. This only made Ciel moan louder and oftener. His hands moved behind Sebastian's neck, begging Sebastian to get closer. Sebastian leaned closer to Ciel, while he stroked one hand over the smaller boy's chest. 'I don not think we should let this go any further, here in the middle of the living room.' Sebastian thought. Sebastian felt quite powerful right now, Ciel was begging for him, moaning while doing this. Ciel had totally lost himself in his desires; it scared him how easily his mind lost when his physical needs were satisfied. Besides that, and how much he hated it, he had to stop - lack of air was not something a human being could survive. Ciel broke the contact between their lips and panted, fighting for air. His arms slide off Sebastian and his lips formed a cheeky smile. 'The outcome of this was not expected... The knight almost overcame the king.' Ciel thought. Sebastian smiled, he breathed a little heavier than usual.

"You enjoyed it?" He asked, moving his lips down to Ciel's neck, licking and kissing the sensitive skin.

He could not get enough of the young boy. 'No one told me to stop.' He thought and was not going to stop by himself, he enjoyed this too much. Ciel quivered when Sebastian continued to kiss him, everywhere he touched with his lips felt good. He did not want to fall to his emotions again, but it was too difficult to resist. To answer Sebastian's question, Ciel nodded with his adorable flushed face, he was not going to lie to the person who made him like this.

"You want me to continue?" He whispered, biting carefully on Ciel's neck.

He wanted Ciel to beg for him. He pulled back from Ciel; a smile was playing on his lips. The butler lifted a hand and placed it on Ciel's flushed cheek, stroking his thumb carefully against the soft skin. Ciel felt inexperienced with all of the new pleasuring things Sebastian did to him. What was he going to do? Where would all of this lead to? Ciel looked insecure into Sebastian's deep eyes.

"It is enough..." Ciel said after counselling with himself.

'You are so full of pride, young master, you do not want to give in.' Sebastian thought and nodded.

"Yes, my lord," He said. "I shall go back to my usual duties." He added and bowed for the young boy before he went.

Ciel sank in his chair, embarrassed over his own behaviour and angered that his butler was better at controlling his emotions. It was distasteful, but it could not be helped - he would just have to train himself to become better.

Hours after dinner, Ciel had decided to be the bait. The night were in its normal darkness and filled London with nothing else than shadows. Drunk men in every bar in London's dangerous streets. Ciel was walking alone in his normal Earl outfit. If it were not for Candyman's fetish for noble boys, Ciel would not have taken on this outfit, it stood out too much. Some of the men, who reeked of alcohol, tried to get Ciel with them home, but he managed to avoid them. They were not like Candyman.

The Earl took a side road, it was a lonesome street. A garbage can fell over a few meters ahead. The noise echoed. Ciel stopped temporarily to see if the cause were a threat. A familiar whisper took his focus. 'Mr. Harker?' Ciel thought surprised. He had not hoped to see the bony, schizophrenic guy again. James' light feet tripped when he walked, he was going in the opposite direction than where Ciel was located. Ciel sighed with relief. 'He has probably just buried his bird.' Seconds later he found another route into a new street, still creepy. Ciel shuddered, he had a bad feeling something wrong was going to happen tonight.

Sebastian was never far away from Ciel, he wanted to be close to the boy in case something happened. 'I do not like this.' He thought.

A young boy from a noble family stood about 20 meters away from Ciel, he looked really angry.

"Hey, boy, are you lost?" A voice asked.

The boy turned to a corner right next to him. He nodded. The person who was asking could not be seen by Ciel, he was too far away.

"You need some help to find your way home?"
"I will not walk together with strangers." The boy answered.
"Oh, I understand, but I have some Phantomhive candy left, do you want some?" The voice said, and by those words, the boy was sold.
"Yes, please." The boy followed the Candyman without hesitation.

Ciel quickly moved after them, he were too close to let Candyman slip away. But the only thing Ciel got to see of the serial killer where his silhouette that the moonlight gave him for a few seconds. The killer and his victim had disappeared in the black darkness.

Sebastian quickly followed Ciel, 'Looks like we lost him.' Sebastian thought when Ciel stopped. He walked up to Ciel's side.

"We should go home, there is no way we would find Candyman now." Sebastian said.
"Too bad, you did not get the Candyman." A voice said.

Sebastian turned around and saw Grell standing about a meter away from them; he looked like he was in a bad mood.

"Get out of here. I'm busy working, and you two love-birds are in my way." He said and walked passed them, and went that way the Candyman had disappeared
"Love-birds?" Ciel muttered annoyed.
"You know where he is." Sebastian said.

Grell stopped only for a second before he continued walking.

"Let us get home. Grell will probably attempt to crop your head off with his little scissors if I order you to follow him... Then we will just lose Candyman again." Ciel said and turned.
"Yes, my lord." Sebastian said and started to walk home together with Ciel; there were nothing more they could do.
"Candyman will not be hunting for boys tomorrow," They could hear Grell say. "This boy is his 5th today."

Sebastian looked surprised over his shoulder; he had not expected the Death God to say something like that. Ciel felt sick. '5th? And I have been witness for the last one.' He thought, 'He did it so easily too.' This generation of children in London must have decreased a bit after Candyman came terrorizing London. His feet continued to keep him moving forwards, while his lips sealed themselves. Sebastian placed a hand on Ciel's shoulder, nothing happened on their way back to the mansion; no one dared to speak to Ciel while Sebastian was so close to him.

"Are you planning on searching for Candyman the next time he is out hunting?" Sebastian asked while he made Ciel ready for bed.
"Of course I am. I bet the Queen is not happy that this case has not been solved yet. We are taking too long." Ciel said huffy.

He went under the chalk white quilt and motioned Sebastian to follow him. Sebastian stood still. Did Ciel want him to... sleep with him, or stay in the same bed as him? Sebastian never slept, since demons did not need to.

"You sure, my lord?" He asked and sat down at the edge of the bed. 'I understand that this case is scaring you, or maybe you just want company.' Sebastian thought.
"Sure about what? Me sacrificing myself for this case, you know I am." Ciel said annoyed. 'Why is he just sitting there?' Ciel wondered. "You are acting strange, Sebastian."

Sebastian sighed.

"I know you are. Are you sure you want me to sleep with you? You are engaged, my lord." Sebastian said.

He hoped that his young master knew what he was doing, but he also wanted to push him to the edge. 'If you want me, then you have to work a bit.' He thought, smiling like always.

"What?! Where did you get such pervy thoughts?" Ciel snapped, blushing like mad.

Sleeping together in that way had not crossed his thoughts. He just wanted to sleep in Sebastian's arms again, nothing sexual, not now at least. 'Bringing up Lizzy too.' Ciel thought.

"I did not mean it that way," Sebastian said; he was actually having fun right now. "You know you should not do this. Think if someone finds out." He said and lied down in the bed. He looked over at Ciel.
"I know that! But it cannot be helped." Ciel said as he crawled closer to Sebastian, laying his head against Sebastian's chest.

'It is your fault I am like this.' Ciel thought and snuggled closer. He inhaled Sebastian's pleasant smell, remembering it. Sebastian looked down at the boy and wrapped his arms around him.

"Good night, my lord." He whispered.

Now he would have to watch the boy sleep, the whole night, he did not have anything against it. 'You sure are a beauty, young master.' He thought.

It is soooo much fun writing with a paranoid/schizophrenic man xD

I absolutely love this chapter xD So many cute things happening :3