Me-Hi, you guys! Welcome back to Counting Stars! You guys have been an amazing audience and to thank you for that, I shall give you your virtual Grell plushies! :3

So, this chapter: *sighs* I honestly don't know what to say about it. I think you'll like it.

I do not own Kuroshitsuji or any of the drinks mentioned here! So, read on!

Warnings: Language, a slap (cuz I'm paranoid like that), some suggestive content, underage and appropriate age drinking


Chapter 7~Drinks

SLAP!

Ciel let out a small gasp as the force from the slap caused him to fall to the floor.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Peter and Wendy ran over to him and helped him up from the floor. "What are you doing?! Why did you slap him all of a sudden?!" Peter nearly exclaimed.

"He disobeyed my orders!" Madam Red shouted.

"What orders?! He's like your little pet! He would never disobey you!" Wendy exclaimed in shock.

"Didn't I tell you not to lap dance?!" she shouted as she pulled Ciel away from Peter and Wendy.

"He didn't touch me! I swear to God, he didn't!" he pushed himself away from Madam Red a little. "He wasn't paying attention and I forced him to!" Ciel said.

"But I heard you rested his hand on your bare chest!" Madam Red snapped.

"Who ever told you that!?" Ciel snapped back.

"Doll." she replied.

Ciel gritted his teeth in anger, his hands balling up into fists.

"Goddamn that little bitch! Can't she ever get her nose out of people's business?!" he asked himself.

"Why that bitch..." he murmured under his breath, hoping Madam Red didn't catch on.

"What did you just say?" she asked.

Ciel bit his lip. He then noticed Peter shaking his head furiously and Wendy continuously mouthing out the word no.

"I said that Doll is a bitch. She's so snobby! She can't even keep her nose out of anybody's bus- - -" Madam Red slapped him again. She slapped him a little harder than she should have and he fell, knocking down Peter and Wendy with him.

"How dare you! Do not talk to your co-workers like that!" she pointed in the direction of the door. "Get out! I don't want to see you for the rest of the night!" she shouted before stomping off.

Ciel held his bruised cheek as Peter and Wendy slowly sat up. Once the clicking of heels disappeared and the door slammed shut, Peter and Wendy shot up. Wendy extended a hand and Ciel took it, the girl pulling him up.

"Ciel, are you okay?!" she asked.

Ciel nodded his head slowly.

"Yeah..." he trailed off.

"No, you're flipping not!" Peter looked at him with anger in his grey eyes. "Your cheek is bruised! God, why do you bother getting into these kinds of situations?!" he snapped.

"Peter! Don't shout at him!" Wendy removed Ciel's hand and she began to stroke his cheek softly with her thumb. "Hey, why don't you go home for tonight? Madam will have your head if you stick around here." she suggested.

Ciel nodded his head.

"Sure. Thanks." he said as Wendy smiled, removing her hand from his cheek.

"Well, I'll see you on Monday!" she declared.

"Bye." Ciel waved as Peter and Wendy headed out into the lively strip bar. Ciel's hand faltered, falling to his side as a lone tear rolled down his bruised cheek.


Ciel wrapped a cashmere Burberry scarf around his neck and he stepped out into the cold. The snow was beginning to fall and there was a light chill in the air. He wiped away at a tear and he then found himself running away from the bar.

"God, why does this happen to me? Why can't I live a normal life? Why can't I not be gay? Why can't I just have normal parents who actually love me? Why?!" his mind screamed.

Sobs wracked his body as he hugged himself, running down the sidewalk. He turned the corner and that was when he bumped into a chest. He landed on the ground with an 'oof!', which caused him to bawl louder.

"Ciel?"

Ciel stopped crying instantly. He quickly wiped at his tears and he looked up into crimson eyes.

"Sebastian...?" he whispered out.

"Here, let me help you up." Sebastian extended his gloved hand in Ciel's direction. The boy took his hand and Sebastian pulled him up. "Why are you running around at this time of night? Isn't your shift supposed to end in an hour?" he questioned, remembering what Ciel had told him last night over the phone.

"Um..." Ciel looked away. "She let me come off early, so..." he trailed off.

Sebastian looked at him and that was when he noticed a couple of tears pour out of his eye. Without thinking much, he reached out and wiped away at a tear. He could hear the boy's silent gasp as he whipped his head to look at Sebastian, azure eye wide in shock.

"That's a complete lie, isn't it?" he guessed.

Ciel bit his lip, feeling himself lean into Sebastian's touch. His head rested on the felt black jacket Sebastian wore, taking in the warmth.

"I got in trouble." he admitted.

"Trouble? What did you do?" Sebastian asked.

"Um...I got in trouble for lap dancing with you. And she...she slapped me." Ciel explained.

"She...?" he questioned.

Ciel nodded his head slowly against Sebastian's chest.

"Yeah...Madam Red owns the strip bar. She hit me because I did the lap dance with you when I shouldn't have and I called one of my co-workers a bitch." Ciel said.

"Wow. Well, that's not very good." Sebastian stated.

"It isn't." Ciel looked up at Sebastian before realizing what he was doing. "Oh! S-Sorry..." he stammered out as he pushed himself away from Sebastian.

"It's alright. Besides I actually liked it." he murmured the last part under his breath.

"Hmmm?" Ciel cocked his head to the side cutely. "Did you say something?" he asked.

Sebastian shook his head, stuffing his hands into his jacket pocket.

"Nah." Sebastian looked ahead of him. "Say, you mind if I buy you a drink or two?" he asked.

Ciel shook his head.

"No thanks. Even if I did, I'm eighteen and I- - -" Sebastian shushed him before he could continue.

"It's not like anyone will find out." he told him.

Ciel narrowed his eye at him as he put his hands on his hips, leaning in towards Sebastian.

"Oh, really? Nobody will catch me?" he questioned.

"I'll make sure of it." Sebastian leaned in even closer, knocking their foreheads and noses together. "And not only that, I'll give you the night of your life." he said teasingly.

Ciel rolled his eyes as he pushed himself away from Sebastian.

"Oh, whatever. Lead the way."


Ciel rested his sixth empty glass of *Trouble in Paradise on the bar table and hiccuped, giggling as he looked at Sebastian.

"Sebby..." his hand went to rest on Sebastian's thigh. "You need to get laid..." he murmured.

Sebastian nearly choked on the *The Black Key he was drinking. He rested the glass down on the bar table and stared at Ciel in shock.

"Wha- - -" his eyes grew wide as he felt Ciel's hand move up. His eyes shot down to Ciel's hand, watching as it moved.

"I say you need to get laid...by me." he said with a little slurr in his voice as his hand landed in between Sebastian's legs. Sebastian gritted his teeth as he felt Ciel's fingers climb up to the zipper on his jeans.

"No." Sebastian moved Ciel's hand away from his pants. "We've only become friends yesterday. We can't jump into a relationship just ye- - -" Ciel cut him off.

"Were you wantin' to be wit me in dat way, bayboo?" he cooed.

Sebastian swore he felt a small blush collecting onto his cheeks as he stared into the dazed sapphire blue eye.

"I wasn't thinking of you in that way..." he trailed off.

"It seemed like it, doe...you was talkin' 'bout relationships and it sounded like you want me to be your bae." Ciel slurred out as he was handed another Trouble in Paradise.

The boy tried to stand up properly, but he ended up toppling over and landing on Sebastian in a compromising position. His legs were straddling Sebastian's with one hand dangerously close to Sebastian's crotch and the other one on his built chest. Ciel stared into surprised crimson red eyes. He giggled a little.

"You smell sooooo gooood!" he slurred out. "Mmmm...what iz it?" he leaned in and nuzzled his nose into the crook of Sebastian's neck. "Banana?" he murmured.

"No. Cinnamon and nutmeg." he picked up Ciel, which made said boy whine.

"Mmmnnn!" Ciel wrapped his legs around Sebastian's torso as he reached out for the glass. "Me no finish jwink yet!" he whined.

"You're too drunk. Maybe I shouldn't take you out for a drink anymore." he said as he carried him out of the club.

The cold caressed them as they stepped out. Ciel began bawling loudly as Sebastian began to head to Ciel's house.

"Noooooo! Me no wanna go back!" he began to pound his hands into Sebastian's back. "Pweez! Nooooo!" he whined.

"Ciel, please calm yourself. You will make a scene." Sebastian told him.

"Ooooooh, shawt oooop! Iz two in da fuckin' mawnin' and you whinin' 'bout makin' a scene?! I could fuckin' kiss chu an' nobawdy could see or care!" Ciel hollered loudly before laughing hysterically.

Sebastian swore that this whole situation was making his head hurt. He never knew that a drunk high schooler could be so crazy. And he thought Ronald was crazy when he got drunk...

He finally approached the house and reached to knock on the door just as Ciel reached to cup his cheeks.

"You know, yure cute." he stated.

"Wha...?" Sebastian questioned incredulously, wondering if he had heard Ciel right.

"What? I say you cute." he leaned in towards him, knocking their foreheads and noses together. "You wook more handsom when I drunk. Makes me wanna kiss you soooo bawdwee..." he trailed off.

Before their lips could connect, Alois swung the door open.

"Hey, Ciel! You're finally ba- - -" he then noticed the position the two were in. He smirked at this. "Mmmmhmmm. My, how you two have escalated." he teased.

"Don't tease me. You take him to bed." Sebastian told him.

"Nah. Don't feel like it." Alois shook his head as he jabbed his thumb in the direction of the stairs in the house. "You take him to his room." he stated.

"Wha- - -" Alois kept talking.

"His room's the first door to the left. Hurry up before you can't take it anymore and you decide to fuck him." he told him.

Sebastian wanted to complain and tell Alois that he shouldn't, but he knew he wouldn't win the argument. He reluctantly walked into the house with Ciel in his arms. He made his way up the stairs as Ciel giggled.

"Hnnn." his head collided with Sebastian's, his eye slowly fluttering shut as Sebastian went into the room and put Ciel under the sheets. "Compter les étoiles..." he murmured, his hands growing limp and letting them fall to his sides.

Sebastian's eyes grew wide as he stared at the now sleeping boy in surprise.

"Compter les étoiles...? How does he know that? That's my pen name! Unless..." Sebastian continued to stare at Ciel. "Have we met before?" he asked himself.

He shook it off as he pulled the sheets over his sleeping body and, without thinking much about it, he curiously slipped the eyepatch off of his eye and rested it on the nightstand.

"Good night. See you soon." he whispered before heading out of the room to leave Ciel to dream about bliss and possibly him.


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Side-Notes:

*Trouble in Paradise is a bourbon cocktail (1)

*The Black Key is a rum cocktail (2)