- I don't know if I like this arrangement - Ian said, pulling the sheets away to line the bed - what if you rushed? He has Undertacker on his side, maybe ...
- Don't worry about it, my love - Sebastian said, pulling the sheets from his side and tossing the decorative lunches aside - I trust your brother to do the wrong thing.
- My evil twin brother you mean - Ian countered, causing Sebastian to roll his eyes.
- Hell, not again - he cried.
- It's true - continued the boy, throwing the lunches from his side of the bed to the side - it poisoned me to make my asthma worse.
- I made a pact to get your soul when you were ten, what makes you think he's worse than me? - Sebastian asked half offended at being underestimated.
- Do you really want me to answer that? - he asked, raising his eyebrow.
- No - the quick demon replied, thinking that his ego would not be able to handle such an answer. They finally finished lining up the bed and lay down, Sebastian on the right with Ian wrapped in his arms - and before you think I did it without thinking I thought well, I could not attend to Your Majesty's requests when our call is under way.
- Why don't you just assume that you let him have the case because you thought it was too complicated - muttered the boy, snuggled to sleep, but the strong pinch of the other – Hei! - he protested now awake, turning to demon.
- You know I did not hand the case over because I could not solve it - he defended himself.
- I know not your fucking demon - said the boy, caressing the pinched area - how sensitive you are today.
- Then stop teasing me - he said, pulling the smaller one back to his chest - you're making a very hard companion.
- Companion - he muttered - I can't be your companion forever, we need another adjective for that.
- In the not so near future I can call you my husband - Sebastian said.
- How old?
- About 200 maybe ... - I said as if it was nothing, but Ian jerked from his reverie.
- 200? You're crazy I'm not going to live it all! - Sebastian just stared at his truly confused lover, he blinked a few times until he realized the boy was not joking.
- Boochan, you're going to live there - he began cautiously, and this time it was Ian himself who looked confused.
- Continues...
- When we connect with my life it will depend on you - he explained - I can only die after you, so ... since I don't grow old ... you will not be able to either - Ian stared at him for a few seconds processing what was said and trying to fit in with all the discussions the two have had about the connection.
- You ... when you said it was forever ... forever ... I mean, you and I are not going to die ... ever?
- If someone hurts you badly you can die, but I ... I'm only going to die after you - she explained, stroking the boy's confused face.
- Then how much?
- Is that your question?
- Yeah, how much later?
- Depending on how you die hours later - said the patient - probably in much less time.
- Can't save you? - he asked, now stirring Sebastian's curiosity, the demon leaning on his elbows to face the smaller one.
- No - he said thoughtfully - once the call happens, we're together forever.
- But can't you break the bond before I die?
- What do I have to do without you by my side? - Sebastian asked without thinking, Ian still stood there absorbing the information and then preferred to collect his conjectures for himself.
- Okay - the boy said as he lay back down - I just need to process this.
- Will not you tell me what you're thinking so I can help you?
- No - said the boy, pulling Sebastian to the previous position - leave me with my thoughts, they are still confused.
- Right - said the wary demon - but this conversation is not over yet.
- I'm sure not - said the boy, closing his eyes to try to sleep - Good night, Sebastian.
- Good nigth, my love - said the demon, embracing the youngest, letting himself sleep as he had begun to do after so much time together.
You, I and our future
2018
- I don't want this table here - Ciel said, looking at the glass table that mirrored the crystal chandelier - It's very clear, you can barely enter the room without dark glasses - the decorators seemed perplexed by the boy's irritation – something matte is better.
- The chandelier or the table? - One of them asked with a clipboard, the boy gave his coolest glance to the girl and smiled.
- Why don't you try to surprise me for once - he said, moving away from the dining room.
He was annoyed, moving to New York had been a bad idea, but the company needed Sebastian's presence here, so much as he argued, nothing could be done and soon they were leaving the French Riviera quiet for the noise unnecessary that it was America. He looked with disgust at the huge number of people assigned to help him with the change, bringing the furniture as if they were national treasures. The decorators were annoying and uncooperative women, walking through the cover behind Ciel as if they were shadows.
- Mr. Michaelis - one of the men said with a clipboard - we are bringing the pictures, we need your authorization to disembark at the airport - he handed the clipboard to the child who read the list of works, at the end of which there was the name that he would authorize.
Ciel Michaelis
He'd been using his brother's name for years, right after that damn incident that put his life upside down for what would be the tenth time, turning that thought away he mentally replayed everything he'd brought in and signed down.
- Thank you! - said the man leaving the room with his staff, he looked at the newly placed sofa and let out a sigh of exhaustion.
- Please, let's continue the afternoon, you can go to lunch - he said, motioning for everyone to leave, with confused stares as the teams emerged one by one leaving Ciel alone alone in that disproportionate apartment. Feeling every fiber of his body protesting, he picked up the cell phone and dialed the speed dial key, throwing himself on the couch as he called.
- Mr. Michaelis' cell phone, how can I help? - said a polite, polite voice on the other end of the line.
- Pass on to Sebastian - Ciel said without patience to deal with her husband's devoted secretaries.
- He's in a meeting, who would like ... - and he hung up on his desk without patience, lay down on the couch and put the phone aside, looking out of the corner of his eye at the heap of boxes that were still loose in the house, He spent a few seconds as he contemplated his life decisions until the phone rang.
- Fire this secretary - he said, ignoring the initial greeting.
- I'm not going to fire another desk because you did not like her voice - said Sebastian, remarkably smiling - how's the shift?
- I called to say that I'm leaving you - said the grumpy boy - I'm going back to France.
- Oh really? So bad?
- This place is so big that it's ridiculous - began the ex-count sitting on the couch - There's box everywhere, the decorators are lousy, the staff at the moving company makes a lot of noise, the windows are too big the only thing that works on the house so far is the alarm system.
- Your priorities never change - the devil commented as he walked through the office tapping the paperwork for the members who were still watching him - have lunch together then?
- If you make me have lunch in one of those damn restaurants in this noisy town where you have 100 tables and 1000 people eat at a time I'd rather cook.
- That I would pay to see - said - I'll come by in ten minutes.
- I'm telling you, don't you dare be late - and hung up abruptly now, looking around for his coat.
Ten minutes later, a huge black car parked near the building, Ciel barely waited for the driver to open the door, then dived into the back seat where Sebastian waited for him with a smile.
- We need servants - Ciel said, planting a kiss on the lips of the husband who immediately embraced him and brought him into his lap, Ciel did not protest, for some days Sebastian had spent more time in the company than with him, of course part of him was jealous and miss you
- Do you want to put an advertisement?
- Don't you have agencies in that country? - asked disgusted - we don't know anyone, we can't have references, this city seems to me a chaos, how can I find someone reliable to work in our house?
- You look more stressed than usual - Sebastian said, pulling the strands away from the boy's fringe to face him - has anything happened?
- I'm tired - he said, throwing himself into the arms of his husband being welcomed with if he was still thirteen - and homesick.
- We could not stay longer on the Riviera, it was beautiful there, but it was time for me to show up again - he murmured, planting a kiss on the boy's cheek.
- Could not we have gone to London?
- Our biggest branch is here in New York - he tried to argue - we're needed here.
- Whatever - he said angrily, pulling away from his lap - just find someone to help me with more than two neurons - he said, looking at the sulky landscape. Sebastian took a deep breath and exchanged glances with the driver who seemed to understand the boss's dilemma.
- Marius - Sebastian began, addressing the driver - do you know anyone who can point me to a good cook for our house? - Ciel rolled his eyes at the older man, knowing more of a Southern American cook.
- Actually sir, my wife is a cook - said the driver to Sebastian's surprise and Ciel's disgust that he had expected something like that - she's really good, but she can't find a job because she's an Englishwoman who does not know how to cook very well the food that the people here eat.
- What part of England? - Ciel asked the conversation, making Sebastian smile, the driver seemed hesitant to respond, Ciel will become, over the years, more frightening than Sebastian.
- From London, Mr. Michaelis - he said formally. Ciel reached for the phone.
- What's her number?
- Mr. Micha ...
- The Number! - he ordered, and soon Sebastian relaxed in the car seat, knowing that his handsome husband had a cook.
Minutes later the two of them went down in what would be the Per Ser, Ciel was still on the phone with Kate (the driver's wife, she would go to the apartment tomorrow to do a test).
- This is French? - he asked, entering with her husband, turning off her cell phone.
- I hope so - Sebastian said - a member recommended me - the younger man looked suspiciously at the establishment, it was clean, a few tables, a well, worn white tablecloth, the chandeliers were too low, but they did not bother as the table in his room looked a nice place.
- Okay, passed the test - the boy said.
- Was that a test?
- It's always a test - Ciel said, smiling.
- You're lucky that today is Friday, because they only open for lunch on Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays.
- Let's see if it's really lucky - said the boy, opening the menu. After ordering and the dishes arrived, Sebastian resumed the subject.
- Do we have a cook? - he asked, taking a sip of wine.
- Not really - said the thoughtful boy - but a strong candidate, she has experience with traditional food and cakes so it's already a plus.
- How good, then - said the devil - do you want to know what my day was?
- If it does not involve boxes and decorations, I'd love to hear it.
- We're opening 10 percent of the company to the stock market - said the other as if that were nothing.
- How much? - He asked.
- $ 219,000 per share - commented Sebastian making Ciel smile with the tactic.
- It's Berkshire Hathaway's market price, but I'd kick it higher - she said, staring at her husband.
- Did you see anything? - he asked, but then he regretted it – don't answer - he said, wringing a smile from the other - That's the starting price, the estimate is that we close the investment at $ 290,000 a share.
- Are we that good? - she asked, eating again - why don't we buy a house instead of the penthouse.
- Because penthouse is safer - Sebastian countered - and there's a heliport on the terrace.
- Of course you have - Ciel said, rolling his eyes - there are seven rooms Sebastian, it's just you and me, we do not need seven rooms.
- We did not need the Twelve on the Riviera, either, or that bunch of rooms in Phantomhive, but I never heard you complaining.
- Point taken - said Ciel reflecting - in both situations I had people to clean the house, cooking and you stayed with me part of the day, today you spend more time in the company than at home.
- In France we were still Phantomhive - he reminded her - here I have to be Michaellis, I thought after 200 years you understood.
- Understanding does not mean I like it - he murmured, taking a deep breath - when are sales going to start?
- Monday morning - he said, surprising the young man with the urgency - that's insider information, so beak.
- I don't know why you insist on relinquishing our patrimony to the public - continued the young man, testing the flesh of his flesh.
- Why do we become rich - said the devil.
- We're already rich.
- Richer still - he reasoned - and who are you to criticize me, I remember very well how you managed your family business.
- Technically, she is our family today - said the young man. Years ago the Phantomhives had sold the company to the Michaelis, now Phantom was a multinational that was part of the Michaelis Group - are you still meeting today?
- Only one late afternoon - he said - we can dine out if you like.
- I don't want to eat out - he said thoughtfully - I want to finish packing the damn house and sleep without knowing the room is a mess.
- Have the change people brought anything yet?
- No, our paintings are still in customs - he commented - I could have brought them by jet, but you and your haste to reach this little town broke my scheme.
- Boochan, you're more grumpy than usual - Sebastian finally said in his thoughts - has anything happened? Something really important that made you hate our coming here so much?
- I ...- the boy hesitated looking at the plate of food, took a deep breath and then murmured - not here - he asked shyly and Sebastian relented, truly relieved by the other confessing that there was something wrong.
The night when he entered the penthouse he found the little one lining up a picture on the wall, the boxes were not all stacked, some were already disassembled and everything seemed more aligned, he must have worked a lot in the afternoon. He approached the room where the child was watching the painting without realizing that the husband was already home.
- Hi, little one? - he said, getting closer to the other, wrapping him in a hug from behind - I see you worked hard that afternoon.
- Yes, I was able to unpack everything and store everything as much as possible - he murmured - the cleaning crew comes in this morning, I did not want to spend the weekend with these boxes here.
- I see - he said, kissing the other's neck, Ciel seemed slightly tense with his kisses, but then relaxed at the touch of the other - do you want to talk?
- No - he said, eyes closed now, feeling Sebastian's hand wander around his body - I want ... I want you to take me into the bedroom and make love to me - he whispered.
- Yes my lord - Sebastian whispered in the younger man's ear as he lifted him into his arms and led him into the bedroom.
When the bedroom door closed Ian woke up in a startled jump. In reflex, Sebastian who slept beside him, also awakened, the sun shone bright outside indicating that the day will begin without them.
- What the hell was that? – asked the young man still in panic, getting out of bed to see that he was still in his room.
- Boochan? - he tried to calm the demon by standing up to restrain the boy who seemed confused by the room - Boochan calm down.
- In both ... this place - he said in exasperation - are we in the right place? Both of us ... what year is this Sebastian? Are we in England? - the demon stared at his now confused companion, the child's words making no sense at all.
- Okay - he said patiently - let's stay calm, just tell me what you dreamed?
- It was not a dream - he said, trying to calm down - It was real, it was so real ... you and I were in a strange place, like strange people, talking about strange things ... it was America, but first we were in France and I was so angry because we left France ... and you did not come home ever, always working ... our house was in a building so high, it was not a house was an apartment, it was huge, we can't live in a Huge apartment like that, it's just you and me ... and ...
- Boochan - Sebastian said, catching the younger boy's attention - I think I understood what happened.
- What?
- You saw the future - he said simply - our future - stroking the younger's arms for warmth and comfort - I knew something like that would happen to you, but I thought only when we were officially connected.
- As well? - asked the boy in an expression of pure dismay - I don't understand, how does something happen to me?
- I'll explain - he said slowly - but you're going to calm down first, regulate your breathing and go back to bed.
- I WILL NOT GO BACK TO BED, WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME? - he called out truly irritated, and that only made Sebastian want to laugh, because even furious Ian was still very cute - I KNOW THIS FACE, STOP THINKING ABOUT IT.
- I can't, sorry - laughed the demon, hugging the young man against his will, he tried to react, but Sebastian was more astute by picking him up in the arms and taking him to bed - his cuteness has no limits, even irritated - and as if he was made of air, he threw the smaller one on the bed immediately placing himself next to him to avoid to escape.
The younger still fought, but the warmth and warmth of Sebastian's arms won the fight making him give up and stay there.
- Very well, tell me more about our future - he said when he saw that the child would calm down.
- You first - he snapped angrily - or are the surprises over?
- I think so - he said thoughtfully - let's go over, I'll take you to the island, take him as mine, you'll be marked, then we'll live an eternity together, I'll be your demon and companion and you'll be human and immortal, I can only die after you as a result of having given yourself to a demon you can receive gifts from the other side, which I believe is your ability to see our future - he added, making the slightest look at him with a raised eyebrow - What year are we?
- We had almost 200 years together - he said, trying not to give importance to the narrative - we were very well kept and adaptable to the times.
- That's nice.
- You ran a company, Michaelis Group - he said, trying to remember the details of the dream - I ... I was at home aligning our change, it was a mess ... and I was annoyed that we had no servants and I was doing everything myself.
- That's unacceptable - Sebastian said, planting a kiss on the boy's neck -what else?
- I used the name Ciel again - he commented, and that surprised him from Sebastian's face – Don't ask me why, I still don't know, something happened and I had to go back to being Ciel Phantomhive.
- Got it. Anything else we should know?
- No - he began slowly - people communicate in little boxes with numbers, cars really have advanced, I recommend that you urgently invest in that idea, and that you will always attract stupid women into your life, that's all.
- It's been a long night - he murmured, turning the young man to kiss her lips gently. Ian received the kiss affectionately and returned it in the same tone, appreciating the delicacy of the moment - you rested - whispered Sebastian still rubbing the lips of his beloved.
- Not enough - replied the other, opening his mouth a little to capture the demon's lower lips, which groaned with the audacity of the other - but it is enough for the day.
- Well - he murmured, leaning over and sealing the other's lips with the dirtiest kiss with an open mouth stealing his air, Ian grabbed the back of his head to do the most damage to his hair, when Sebastian broke the kiss he had a beautiful smile on his lips and yarn on all sides - no mess my hair - he asked giving small seals on the neck of the other.
- It's really unfair to the rest of us that you don't have a nest in your head in the morning like every mortal - he confessed, feeling the other laugh at his neck, Ian was ready to close his eyes again when a knock on the bedroom door made him the two left their private world.
Sebastian looked up at the door, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath.
- Who is it? - Ian asked in a low tone.
- Lady Elizabeth - said the other, feeling the presence behind the door -she has wanted to speak with you since yesterday.
- I don't want to talk to her - said the other irritably - and this is no time for her to come to a boy's room alone, she's married to Ciel.
- They have not yet married Boochan - Sebastian corrected - only after the 18th birthday.
- Damn the damn date - he said angrily when there was another knock on the door.
- Soleil? - she called politely, the boy wanted to roar with rage and shout elaborate insults, but Sebastian's warning look silenced him - Soleil are you awake?
- Go to the door and say I'm dead – demanded, but the demon smiled - Sebastian?
- I can't - he said, finding it amusing in the situation - If I go, she'll find that we sleep together in the same room, it will not be wise of us.
- I don't care - he snapped - get rid of her.
- I don't know if you know, but it's still a few tens of years from now for the relationship we have to be recognized by mankind, so by then we have to maintain our looks.
- I want so badly to punch your face now.
- I know that, now go and answer the door - said the other, coming out of bed - I'm going to the other suite - he walked to the other end of the room where a secret door led to another main suite of the house suite that Ian should occupy, but the boy insisted on being in the same room as Sebastian, as the couple they were.
Still dissatisfied, he emerged from the bed only in his windbreaker, not bothering to pull on his robe, and opened the door to face an apprehensive Elizabeth now suppressed for being cuddled in those robes.
- Soleil - she said hesitantly - your outfits.
- I'm sure you've slept with my brother and you know what's under that windbreaker - the boy began, trying to put an end to that moment at all costs - will you tell me why you're knocking on my door at this time of the morning or not?
- I ... - said the uncertain girl - I wanted to talk to you, to ... just ... can I come in? - The boy found himself closing his eyes, taking a deep breath and moved away to the girl to enter the room, when she passed him Ian closed the door with everything and pulled the robe wearing it, he began to walk to the balcony where usually he and Sebastian were talking. Elizabeth followed him into the chair in front of him.
- You can start - he said, the girl still seemed about to faint, but the boy held his ground - Lady Elizabeth!
- I want you to go back to Phantomhive!
