A/N: No questions… just…typing… :D new character in the house :) oh, and someone PLEASE correct me if I'm wrong coz apparently, my Chinese translation skills FAILED me :DD enjoy peeps :)
WARNING: Mpreg yaoi. No intentions to read this scram :) *I'm feeling grumpy so please understand*
DISCLAIMER: :( as always, it's always Yana Toboso's :)
Sebastian stepped into the clean and sparkling kitchen; the foul scent of an unwanted presence greeted him. Sebastian walked up to where the overhead kitchen cabinets were, his nose guiding him to where the stench was strongest at. "You know, hiding yourself up here eating my desserts aid little in hiding yourself." Sebastian spoke icily as he opened a cabinet, revealing its secret contents. A pair of warm and glistening eyes met nonchalant wine colored ones and settled for a few seconds. "Master," The tone of a young and insolent boy's voice spoke out at long last.
Sebastian sighed and picked up the Doberman puppy with slight disdain in his expression. The puppy drooled all over his master having not met him for a long time, his little stumpy tail thumping a nice mambo-y tempo. Sebastian's lips curled into a sexy grimace, his white gloves bathed in spittle, which would never be the same again. Sebastian sighed again as the puppy began clambering his little hind legs atop Sebastian's arms and began scampering to Sebastian's comfortable and broad shoulders, his nails fraying a few threads and loosening a button in the process. Sebastian would have rolled his crimson eyes if he weren't too busy getting his gloves out and tucking them neatly into his breast pocket, his slim hands strangely sticky with moisture. Dolce continued panting down Sebastian's ears, obscene as it might have sounded to his master. "Why are you here?" Sebastian asked casually, busying himself with the preparation of ingredients coupled along a cute round puppy perched on his shoulder. "Mmmm…" Dolce groaned as he jumped off Sebastian, arching through the air seemingly impossible for any dog. He scuttled slightly off the smooth marble tiles, his nose touching the wooden cabinet before he settled himself down. The little Doberman seemed to be concentrating, before a gentle breeze coming from him blew softly across the kitchen, ruffling the hems of Sebastian's coat, lifting it up before reluctantly letting it go. Wisps played with Sebastian's locks, gently brushing them to one side without entirely messing up his silky hair.
A few blinks of Sebastian's eyes and a very naked raven brunette boy sat in front of him, his tail conveniently covering some places. "I came because of this," Dolce whispered, handing out a piece of parchment to the suspicious butler. Sebastian's eyes narrowed down to mere slits as he read, his fingers trembling as he clung onto the letter from his grandfather for dear life, anything to keep him from toppling over. "Why… you?" Sebastian asked, though it sounded like he was talking to himself. Dolce merely shrugged, finally having a found a towel to drape himself in, tying a sturdy enough knot just above his slender hips. "I do not know what to say but Sebastian, the past is coming back but that does not mean history will repeat itself. You have other important things to prioritize now, make the right decisions. Bleak as it sounds, all of us do not know what will happen next. To rise up from the ashes of the bare stones, our lives are in danger Sebastian. The question now is, what will you do to protect what is important to you?" Dolce's words seemed to pierce a stake through Sebastian's heart. He shook his head hard, hair tousled even more.
"Everything it takes, I will not stand by and be that useless fool I had been, a very long time ago." Sebastian's voice cracked as vivid images slammed into his vision, making his voice seem wearier then before.
"Then I am glad that you have finally picked yourself up from the crumbling ruins, Sebastian," Belial's voice rang out in sharp clarity, distorted as he stepped up from the open black space that tore itself up from the floor, looking like it was a huge gaping mouth swallowing eternally. Sebastian's eyebrows rose ever so slightly as his cousin pulled him in for a hug, Belial's own petite frame worn down with his own share of scars, on that very fateful day that swerved everything out of its path. The trauma that shook them, dislocating the peace that seemed like it could go on like that forever. "What about you, dear cousin? Have you yourself shaken off the dust that would never go away, the black soot that would stain any clean state and not budge without leaving a stubborn streak?" Sebastian asked himself, the memories afore him casted a haunting shadow in his eyes. "Sadly, they still taunt me so. Though I have made it out of the initial darkness, it would have been virtually impossible if not for dear Dolce." Belial spoke, his voice wavered as Dolce's name escaped through his lips. "Tell me so, Belial, for I am suspecting a special relationship before the two of you." At this, Belial stood stunned. Dolce whimpered, chewing on his lower lip. The kitchen was silent once more.
A finely toned arm slid across Dolce's waist, pulling him closer to the owner of the arm. "Ridiculously as it sounds, we have gone intimate." Belial cooed, the flamboyant tone returning to his voice, all hints of the previous conversation disappeared. "Shocked, I must admit though it is a bit predictable how you two would turn out to be." Sebastian replied, returning to his casual self again. "But I do have to warn you, anything goes out of hand and you are as good as gone, understood? Dolce is my pet after all." Sebastian spoke, though his tone was that of one who was joking. "Understood, though Dolce here was afraid of what you would say when you found out. Guess it turned out better than I had thought." Belial replied, pulling Dolce closer and squeezing his ass lightly. The little kid, already used to it, was leaning his head on Belial's shoulders. "Seriously, Dolce, don't you have a change of spare clothes wherever you go? You can't just pop in naked you know, this isn't my house where it's alright for me to chase you around naked." Belial whined as he shrugged his coat off and passed it to the slightly trembling boy.
"You what?" Sebastian nearly shouted, his face twisted in disbelief and anger. "He was only kidding…" Dolce spoke out feebly, sensing his master's surging emotions. Sebastian gave a long hard look at Belial, who simply shrugged before shaking his head. "You take good care of him, seeing how both of you were close when I was away." Sebastian nagged, closing up the distance between them and ruffled Dolce's soft hair. "I assure you, I will, Sebastian. You can put your heart at ease; if you ever have one." Belial chuckled at his cold joke and got a dead-panned expression from Dolce instead.
At this moment in time, the loud cries of an imbecile of a gardener bounced off the walls of the Phantomhive mansion, causing a slight panic between the three demons. "Farewell, Sebastian. Until then, make sure that your son is well taken care off!" Belial chortled as Dolce stepped into the black portal, both of them waving good-bye.
I will lay down my life for all that is important, though I have to apologies to Ciel, for dragging him into my own mess…
The door swung open, the smell of pesticides and herbicides filled the kitchen instantly. In came the wailing gardener that clung onto Sebastian like a baby. The letter, tucked safely away in Sebastian's pants in the nick of time.
"SEBATIANNNN!" Boy, is Sebastian in for another wrecked view to see.
A/N: A really short chapter, I KNOW! But I have been really busy and the being chartered in and out of hospital isn't really helping much, at all. Oh well, I will try to upload a new chapter by next week, I have holidays so, wish me luck :DD writer's block… it leaves you dry and hanging, literally. And down goes my love for K-pop this week. Seriously, how can I not know Tokio Hotel plays such wonderful music? :D