PP12: Chapter 10 everybody! WOW, over 70 reviews! You guys are awesome!
William T. Spears solemnly stared long and hard at Sebastian, his eyes showing disgust. This is bad, thought Ciel, and it seemed Sebastian just made the situation worse. The shadowy aura surrounded above his head again and his irises flashed a bright red.
"Well if it isn't the four-eyed tight-ass I like to call William," Sebastian retorted as soon as they were standing face to face. Ciel buried his face in his hands, cursing himself silently. Grell overheard and poked his head up to listen. William suddenly ruffled with his nose, making an expression that meant he smelt something awful.
"You reek," he glowered. "I suppose I was right, that filth you retain is something of a rat after all. Revolting; this is exactly the reason you demons disgust me."
Suddenly Grell leaped to his feet and stood protectively in front of Sebastian.
"You can't call him a rat!" he spat shielding the demon with his arms, "My darling Seba-chan is but a majestic wolf in the moonlight which is far more special than just some rat!"
William widened his eyes a little, but it wasn't like he didn't expect it. However Grell wasn't done yet. His cheeks burned a flaming red and he slid his hands all over his body, moaning yearningly.
"He is my lovely black knight in shining armour!" he continued longingly, "How I crave for a kiss, or if he prefers, I wouldn't mind a bit of tongue…and maybe…a playful fight under the covers."
Sebastian shuddered and felt his insides want to escape from his mouth. Ciel did the same as goose-bumps travelled like a plague all over his skin.
"Mr Sutcliff, it looks like you are asking to be demoted further," William stated pushing back his glasses. Unoffended Grell puckered and put his hands on his hips.
"You can't separate me from my Sebby-chan! If fate denies our love then let us be the tragic lovers from Romeo and Juliet!" Grell turned to Sebastian and got down on his knee not noticing the infuriated glare he received in return.
"My sweet darling Bassy, let's say we run away together where the two of us will-"
A gloved hand aggressively clutched Grell's throat and he immediately stopped babbling. Ciel and William watched in surprise as Sebastian slammed the reaper into the nearest wall while his glowing eyes pierced dangerously into his. He clenched tighter at Grell's neck, causing the reaper's face to go purple.
"Listen here, redhead," Sebastian growled gritting his teeth, "If you ever call me that word again I will snip every lock of that ridiculous hair until you're as bald as a baby."
With that Sebastian threw Grell like a javelin towards the wall behind him and grinned when he heard a loud crash and the painful groans that came from Grell after that. Ciel stared with disbelief, his mouth hanging open. William sighed and shook his head.
"My God that felt good!" Sebastian praised. He turned his head to William and began cracking his knuckles. "Now then, where were we?"
"Careful demon," said William readying his scythe, "You might want to get rid of that disgraceful aura before you surely grow savage."
"I believe that is the point," Sebastian snarled walking towards him. William tipped his glasses again and blocked from an incoming attack from Sebastian with his scythe.
"And by doing that you are setting a bad example to your master," William countered, "Which in your term is unacceptable for a butler to do."
The black aura grew thicker and Sebastian's eye twitched. "Master, do I have permission to kick his teeth in right now?"
"No! Now let's get out of here before someone sees us!" Ciel shouted before Grell clamped his hand over the boy's mouth.
"Let them fight," Grell blushed with a lovesick grin, "We shouldn't interrupt their passionate battle for the damsel in distress! Oh, I don't know which side I should choose!" Ciel rolled his eye in disgust as Grell became the new cheerleader and leaped around on his toes. "Yes! A demon against a reaper! It's all very exciting!"
"Sebastian, can we go now?" Ciel asked with an impatient sigh.
"In a moment," the demon butler answered and soon the aura had gathered to the point that sickly colours of purple showed and angry swirls tousled about. Ciel felt the need to do something but was certain he could get himself killed if he interfered.
"Let me tell you what I'm going to do to you," Sebastian began, his voice low and threatening, "First I will take those glasses because they make you look silly, and then I will smash them into pieces and shove the glass splinters down your throat."
"Touch my spectacles and you're done for." William snarled with a sharp look in his eyes. Sebastian grinned and ignored the girly squeals coming from Grell, taking out his silverware from his tailcoat. Ciel noticed and began to panic.
"Sebastian, now would be a good time to-"
"And another thing," Sebastian interrupted preparing to stab the reaper with his knives and forks, "I never truly liked you either, so it wouldn't be so much trouble to kill you when I- CAT!"
A small black cat wandered in the distance and Sebastian ran after it, forgetting the little fight he planned with William. Confused the reaper turned around and saw Sebastian chasing the cat after it became scared and dashed away into the corner. Soon the demon butler disappeared out of sight. Ciel felt a vein pop in his head and looked at the ground in annoyance.
"He ran off…again." He muttered crossly. William approached Ciel and cleared his throat, causing the boy to look up at him and unfortunately meeting his stern hazel eyes.
"Listen before you say anything you should know that whatever just happened was-"
"The demon was consumed with alcohol, wasn't he?" William guessed as he tipped his spectacles. "Honestly, and when I thought I wouldn't be handed with more over-time. You must've put him in a horrible condition."
"Yes, I'd rather not talk about that," Ciel grumbled.
"What do you mean horrible?" Grell's voice exclaimed as he pushed between the two, standing in a feminine pose with a cheeky grin. "Thanks to sweet Bassy my hair looks erotic! So full of surprises, that's what I love about hi-"
William's death scythe hit Grell's head before he could say more. While Grell rubbed his head in pain, William returned his solemn stare at Ciel.
"Seriously," he warned gravely, "Control the demon in any way you can; the worst is yet to come I'm afraid."
"What should I do?" Ciel asked. William tipped his glasses for the fourth time.
"You got him into this, so I'm sure you're smart enough to get him out of it, or at least handle it. Now, come with me Grell." He turned and walked away with Grell following behind and soon Ciel was left alone in the boulevard. He sighed and placed his hand on his forehead.
"The worst is yet to come, aye?" he asked himself and headed for the alleyway where Sebastian disappeared.
Ciel heard the sound of his footsteps as he walked along the pavement keeping his eye out for the demon butler. The one thing he dreaded was being in London again with the same situation, and he only hoped it wouldn't last as long as last time. "I can't believe this," he muttered and stopped when suddenly he overheard the sound of a cat – and the sound of Sebastian. It came from the corner of a shop where fortunately no people were around and Sebastian was occupied playing with the cat's paws. Ciel was surprised at the sight, which felt a bit strange because he expected nothing less from an obsessed cat-loving demon. But he was surprised when he saw the calm look on Sebastian, his smile as the cat mewed pleasurably while he gently squeezed its paws. It was like his signature graceful self was still present within that hung-over demon state. But when Ciel approached him without fear, the calm look was quickly replaced with an irritated glare. The demon was disturbed, and he didn't like it.
"Do you mind?" Sebastian spat when suddenly the black cat sprung from his lap and ran far away into the streets. "Now look what you did! You scared the poor creature with your display."
"You did that yourself!" Ciel argued feeling a little hurt. Yep, the hung-over Sebastian was still in there alright. Sebastian huffed and folded his arms.
"Don't start yelling at me," he said with a dominating stare, the kind fathers give to their troublemaking sons. Ciel trembled with anger. That's it. He was going to punch him in the face.
"When we get home, we're having a little talk, and I don't want you to say anything until we get there." Before Sebastian could respond Ciel quickly removed his eye patch from his left eye. "That's an order. Understood?"
The wind blew in the streets as the two stared at each other in silence. Sebastian stood up and placed his hand on his heart but his glare still remained.
"As you wish," he replied sadistically.
Suddenly Ciel was swept off his feet when Sebastian scooped him in his arms. As Ciel ordered, the demon didn't utter a word while he ran carrying Ciel bridal style into the darkened streets of London where the sky above faded into a riveting sunset.