A/N: I gave y'all a little foreshadowing in this chapter and I know it will be fun to hear all of your guesses about how the story will end. ENJOY!
Warning: non
Chapter 8: There Is Something in My Chest
"Does Sebastian ever talk about himself?...I mean, does he tell you private things regarding his past or even present? Like why he became a surgeon...or if his parents are alive?" It was Dr. Blanc third question about Sebastian. Ciel found this session particularly revolving about Sebastian more than any other but he just assumed that the doctor's curiosity got the better of her.
Ciel took a breath and thought about it for a while "Sometimes...I never ask so he had no reason to tell me anything. But sometimes he'd tell me things that no one knew because he thinks it'll bring us closer together." His answer was simple, but not quiet satisfying for the doctor.
"How much does he tell you?" She asked again, in a more relaxed tone but the boy could see right through her. She was a little impatient.
"Enough." He tried not to smile too wide so she doesn't realize how taunting he was getting.
She placed her notebook and pen down then crossed her legs and leaned against her chair "How about a side story then, tell me a story about a time you shared together and didn't have to resort to...sexual contact."
He leaned forward a little and titled his head with a smirk "I see, you're trying to convince me that he was toying with me. That he didn't take me seriously, is that it? You believe that if he saw me as an equal and believed that we were in a real relationship, then he'd tell me things...personal things. And not just use me for pleasure." He was almost daring her to deny it.
She breathed a laugh "You have a way of making people angry and irritated, did you know that?" She looked right into his sapphires.
He leaned back again and relaxed "I wouldn't have it any other way. I told you that by the time I'm done with the story you won't be so defensive. I'm not saying that you'll like Sebastian or see things my way...but just lose that attitude towards him."
"Well, go on then...curiosity is killing me." She picked up her notebook and pen then waited silently with a smile.
The loud chatter was a little annoying but Vincent didn't want to waste the sun. He sat in a café near the water front so the heat from the sun was as refreshing as the cold air coming from the water. He looked at his watch a third time after getting a little aggravated with the fact that his guest wasn't very punctual. A waitress came by his table again to pick up the empty glass he had and asked if he needed anything else. He said that he'll have the same thing in ten minutes in hopes of having his guest showed by then.
The sound of a chair being dragged made Vincent look up to see the man with the light brown hair and a hat. He was wearing a dress shirt and a dark pants with light sweater. He sat down and took his hat off and his blue eyes met with Vincent's. "You're late, Mr. Abberline." He stated.
The man smiled apologetically "Traffic, can't be helped." His hands rested in his lap "What business do you need me for Mr. Phantomhive." He had a calm and serious tone.
Vincent cleared his throat and glared right into the man "I need you to follow my son and his ex-stepfather." His tone was as serious as his eyes. It was true that he was doing this based on a bad feeling but since money wasn't problem, there was nothing stopping him.
The private investigator was taken aback by the request, it wasn't the first time he'd been asked to follow a son or an ex-wife's ex-husband, and it was the combination that surprised him a little. "What am I looking for Mr. Phantomhive?" He choose to keep his feelings to himself and acted professionally.
Vincent was as calm as he can possibly be "Anything out of the ordinary, my son is spending the weekend in the man's house and I would like to know what goes on when they're alone."
To be surprised was an understatement for the investigator, what could a boy and his ex-stepfather be doing when they're alone? There is a limit to what they can do, watch a movie, eat, go golfing, and sleep. A very limited list, no private investigator was needed for this kind of information. "What's the address?" Regardless, Abberline had to do to his job whether it looked out of the ordinary or not. Vincent was paying him no matter the information he presents.
Vincent took out a small notebook, same size as his palm, from his inner chest pocket with a pen and wrote down the address along with Sebastian's full name. He slid the paper across after tearing it and placed the notebook and pen back inside his jacket. "You will report to me the second you see anything suspicious, understood?"
Abberline took the paper and scanned with his eyes before placing it in a pocket. "Of course."
"And for payment, you will receive half now and half after I decide you are done." He pulled a check book from another pocket and wrote down a number, the date, and signed. He looked at the investigator expression when he saw the number on the check and smiled "I'm guessing that it's enough."
Abberline placed the check in the same pocket "Yes, it's more than enough. Pleasure doing business with you Mr. Phantomhive."
It was bright, very bright, more than Ciel is used to. It smelled like sanitizer and alcohol, which made his nose wrinkle. He kept his eyes close for a while, there was an itch around his mouth and nose but he didn't know why. As Ciel adjusted to the artificial air he was breathing, he found that the noise of breathing was coming from him. He had a mask in his mouth helping him breathe, his eyes opened and he saw his feet with a white sheet on top.
"Mom, he woke up." It was Alois' voice. Ciel finally looked around to see his mother entering the room as Alois stood by the door frame without looking at the boy. Rachel had the most worried yet happy look on her face. She rushed to her son's side and he slowly sat up when he realized this was a hospital. It's been a long time since he's been here mostly because he's been able to keep his attacks under control.
He annoyingly got rid of the mask on his face and struggled with it a little before setting it aside and turning to his mother with a soft smile "I'm alright, please don't look so worried." He leaned on her hand that stroked his hair gently. She only smiled in relief. The boy peaked at his older brother who seemed to have trouble meeting his eyes and questioned "Are you ok Alois?"
The blonde kept glaring at the floor in anger "Ya" He spoke between his teeth, making Ciel look at his mother in confusion and wait for an answer quietly. Rachel walked to Alois and wrapped his arm around his shoulder "He thinks that it's his fault you drowned."
Ciel raised a brow "Unless he can make me cramp without touching me than yes, it's his fault." He joked and tried to laugh only to realize how hard it was, his chest was hurting if he tried to do anything more than breathing.
Rachel smiled to Alois who wasn't even looking at her "See, I told you." She rubbed his back and pulled him closer "Your brother is fine, don't worry too much, that's my job."
Before Alois could response, a woman dresses all in red but a white coat with red hair entered the room with a huge smile "Oh dear, you're alright. I almost fainted during a delivery when I heard that you were admitted for drowning." She had all eyes on her as he hurried to Ciel's side and gave him a light hug "I hope you're feeling better?" She asked with worried eyes.
Ciel tried his best smile through pain in his chest "Yes, much better. You didn't have to pause work for me Madam Red."
She stepped back "Work can wait, there are other gynecologist."
"But there's only one head of neonatal surgery, and that's you." He stated as he pushed himself up further to sit straight "Thanks for coming though."
Rachel walked to stand next to Madam Red "That's very sweet of you Angelina, but we don't want babies half delivered." She looked at Ciel to who was trying his best not to laugh.
"Well, isn't this the picture of perfection." A calm and manly voice pointed everyone attention to the door. A man with a wavy, white-blonde hair that reached his jaws, and a soft smile stood with a white coat. He walked to the opposite side of Rachel and Madam Red, to where Ciel's monitors were and looked over them quickly.
"I remember asking the nurses not to page you, Dr. Landers." Ciel teased with half a smile.
"Now now, just because you're my least favorite patient doesn't mean I don't care for you." The doctor answered with his own remark. Dr. Landers is the head of Cardiothoracic surgery and Ciel's doctor since he was born. Ciel's had a lung failure when he was born because breathing on his own was hard. After Madam Red delivered him, Dr. Landers was the second person to see him. He operated on him and succeeded. Ciel was only left with a scar that disappeared over time and asthma, which runs in the family. In his early years, Ciel had more trouble breathing without a machine so he spent a lot of time in the hospital and thus Dr. Landers.
Rachel crossed her arms "It's because of words like that, I fear leaving you alone with Ciel." She watched her son as he rolled his eyes and looked at Dr. Landers with a smirk.
"I'll be taking my leave then." Madam Red announced as she gave a smile to Ciel then walked over to Alois who barely looked at his brother "Me too." He said, following Madam Red out the door.
Ciel sighed "He's an idiot." He took a breath, as small as he can so it doesn't hurt him and looked at the doctor "Is everything alright?" He asked.
Dr. Landers smiled and walked to the end of the bed where Ciel's chart was an opened it. Reading it and nodding once as he closed it "You're as healthy as a horse. It was a close call though. You need to be more careful in water." He scolded, glancing at Rachel few times and she nodded in response. "You might have a chest pain, it is completely normal, your heart has been strained and your lungs were filled with water. It just makes for a longer recovery. But good news are good news, just make sure not to put a lot of pressure of either your heart or lungs." He finished with a smile and waited for Ciel to speak.
"Thank you Dr. Landers, that's good news." He slowly felt his chest tighten slightly which made it hard to ignore the pain. He looked at his mother "Is daddy here?" He asked, putting on his best healthy mask.
Rachel seemed a little surprised by the question "Yes...The nurses paged him as soon as we came but he was in surgery." She answered as he glanced at Dr. Landers quickly.
Ciel forget about the pain and difficulty in breathing for second, his smile widened and he looked at the doctor "Will you page him please?" His eyes were pleading more than his words.
Dr. Landers smiled "Sure.." He reached for his pager that hung on his waist as he walked to the door "I don't want to see you here again." He told Ciel with a chuckle. He gave a smiling look to Rachel as left the room.
Ciel looked at his mother "I'm guessing I've been here for a while, I know how stressful you can get, why don't you go catch up with aunty...I won't disappear." He joked as he rested his head on the pillow.
She stroked his hair "I see, you just want to be alone with Sebastian so you can have your boyish conversations about near death experiences." She lowered her head and kissed Ciel's forehead "I'll see you in a few." He smiled to her as she turned and walked to the door.
He sighed and closed his eyes, feeling the sting in his chest again. He tried to control his breathing so he doesn't end up having a panic attack. He opened his eyes when he heard commotion outside, the nurses were running and calling for a doctor called Dr. Spears. He clutched his chest and turned to the other side so he faces away from the door. Just because Dr. Landers said it was normal doesn't mean it didn't hurt.
"Did you fall asleep, kitten?" There was a low voice right in Ciel's ear, a shiver ran through his body just from imagining how his father must be looking at him. It made the boy flinch and turn around quickly, wrapping his arms around the neck of Sebastian "Daddy." He instantly forgot about his pain, and pressed himself against the man with a shy smile.
Sebastian pulled away slowly but kept his closeness, his hand rested on the boy's cheek and he breathed a sigh "You almost gave me a heart attack, little one. And at such young age too. " He stated and planted a kiss on the corner of Ciel's mouth.
Ciel smiled "Calling yourself young isn't attractive, old man." He pulled the man by the neck and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
Sebastian smirked at the nickname "Bad kitty, I think I like pedophile better." He teased as he sat on the edge, making sure to be as close to the boy as possible.
Ciel sat straight and took his father's hand in his own "But you're my pedophile." He added, noticing the door was closed. He smirked to himself and felt some weight get off him, knowing that he doesn't have to worry about anyone seeing them. He leaned closer and met Sebastian's lips with his own. He didn't waste time waiting for his dad to get over his surprise so he licked his lips then parted his own, giving Sebastian full access. Sebastian's tongue invaded the boy's hot mouth and licked every inch, enjoying Ciel's small whimpers.
Ciel pulled away much too soon and looked at the older man "Everyone was here, wishing me to get better and all I could think about is you." He took a deep breath to try and subside the pain one more time. Sebastian noticed the boy's expression and his eyebrows knitted "Are you alright?"
"Are you asking as my daddy or Dr. Michaelis?" Ciel asked, trying to lighten up the mood but it was no use.
"Both." Sebastian answered with a worried look. Carefully observing the boy.
"My chest hurt but Dr. Landers said it was normal. So please don't worry daddy." He smiled and squeezed Sebastian's hand, pulling it to his lap.
Sebastian didn't seem comforted by the boy's words "Pain is pain, I don't want you going around swimming and messing with Alois again, not until I say you're fine." He demanded with little authority that flattered Ciel.
"You're a neurosurgeon, what do you know about the heart?" Ciel crossed his arms and frowned. He was happy for Sebastian concern but saying that out loud wouldn't have been fun.
"More than you." Sebastian answered, smirking with confidence. Ciel looked away and huffed, afraid that he'll blush. Sebastian sighed and held the boy's chin to turn his face "Don't be like that, kitten. I was so worried, you can't do that to me." His voice was soft and pleading. He pressed a kiss on his forehead and gave him a warm smile.
Ciel lowered his gaze, aware of the heat in his face "I was...I was so scared, I thought I'd never see you again...I was just...scared." He buried his face in the man's neck, trying his best not to cry. He felt Sebastian's arms wrap around him, and his lips brush against the red ear "I know...It must've been horrible. I'm so sorry I wasn't there..." Sebastian blamed himself as much as Alois did, because he could've stayed on the roof and watched Ciel but he was just too distracted by his own needs.
Ciel suddenly pushed himself off and stared at the man, wide eyed "Then who saved me?" He questioned with great curiosity. It took him a while to remember that he had to ask this. Alois was acting too down so he figured that Sebastian saved him.
Sebastian seemed surprised by the question "It was Alois...he didn't tell you?" He expressed his own confusion as he watched Ciel smile wide.
"That idiot...he made it look like he drowned me." He shook his head and sighed a breath of relief "I guess I owe him one." He looked into the shining scarlets. "All the same...I'll pay him back even if I have to drown him myself." He joked with chuckle making Sebastian laugh in return.
It was silent, Sebastian didn't need to say much. He was just happy seeing the boy alive and well. He was satisfied by looking at him. Ciel on the other hand just hated how much restrain there was around them. He couldn't be comfortably himself in a place like this. "I can still spend the weekend with you right daddy?" He asked in a low voice, not sure if he's still allowed.
Sebastian's expression didn't help ease the boy's mind. He brought his hand up to stroke Ciel's face gently "Listen, I know how much you wanted it but your mother and I talked and we just think that it would be-"
"Please." He had the same shaky and low tone, his eyes were frowning and his look was impossible to refuse. "My mom doesn't understand, but you do. So why would you even think that it's a good idea to say no? I just want to be with you...even if you won't be home most of the time. You deny me enough as it is."
Sebastian leaned forward, his breath caressing the boy's lips and his eyes locked with the sapphires "Be a good kitten then and let me have my way." His low and lustful tone was enough to paralyze the boy. He smirked and licked the plumped and tempting lips, enjoying Ciel's blush that spread slowly.
The boy looked down, not able to hold the other's gaze. His heart almost skipped a beat by their closeness "You're looking at me the same way you do when..." He couldn't finish the sentence and just kept quiet. He could've been more confident with himself if he wasn't so flustered. All he had to go on this past week or so was his imagination. Imagining Sebastian's face, his hands, his touch, his tongue, and his smell. The older man wasn't the only one with trouble holding back. Ciel had to take cold showers more than he can count. It was a simple gaze from those eyes that send him up to his room with flushed face and an erection.
"When what?" Sebastian teased, brushing his thump over the pink lips.
"When...when we're..." He trailed off, his voice trembling and he frowned when he realized that Sebastian was only teasing him for amusement. "So mean.." He lowered his head so he doesn't have to be so close to Sebastian's lips. "Ok daddy...you can.." He left it off at that, knowing that Sebastian would understand.
The man wrapped his arms around the boy and pulled him closer "I love you, kitten." He smirked and closed his eyes slowly.
Ciel wasn't able to control his heartbeat anymore. He felt it beat against the man's chest which made him tightened his hug and blush deeper. He kept his eyes open but barely and clutched the white coat "Your kitten loves you too daddy."
