The Deathperation of one Hell of a Butler
Chapter 10: The Famiglia is Nearly...
Tsunayoshi stared at the group in front of him, suprised.
In front was Sebsatian, the Mist guardian - the guardian meant to deceive and create havoc.
On either of his sides were Grell and Undertaker. Storm and Lightning. Main attack and main defense. The one who often gave rise to the other.
Behind Undertaker stood William T. Spears, the Cloud guardian. The one who was usually far from the family, protecting them indirectly.
On a leash, Pluto stood behind Sebastian - the Rain guardian, who calms conflict with tranquility. The requiem rain.
And just behind Grell stood a new face, Finnian, who wore a yellow ring on his finger. The Sun guardian. A ray of light who replenishes and heals the family.
To Tsuna's amazement, he realized that there was only one thing keeping their group from being a full-fledged famiglia.
A Sky guardian - a leader.
Sebastian could have been a leader, but his flames - Sun, Lightning, Storm, Mist, and Cloud - were solid. He was meant to be a sort of right hand figure to a true leader. Kind of like a shadow to the head of the family. A sort of... butler. "Wow, you guys, you've grown fast," Tsuna said awkwardly.
"Heh. Tsuna, you got your six guardians in under a couple months of training," Reborn said, perched on the brown-haired male's head. "Maybe they should have their own seperate squad."
"Huh? You mean like the Varia?" Tsuna said. "Not yet! They're too inexperienced!"
"They learn fast," Reborn argued. "Give them a week or two. They'll adapt at a rapid pace. They deserve a chance, right?" Tsuna sighed.
"Well... okay, yeah... but... what are they going to do...?" he mumbled.
"Everyone needs back up," Reborn said. "It shouldn't be long before they start going on assignments."
Grell immediately turned to Sebastian and almost tackled him in a hug. "You hear that, Sebas-chan? We're part of them, now! Isn't that wonderful?"
"Whatever," Sebastian scoffed, pushing the Storm off of him. "Shut up and get out your weapon." Almost as soon as the order was issued, everyone brought out their respective box weapons, but William and Finnian had yet to obtain them. Tsunayoshi was quick to help out with that. He gave a Cloud box to Will, which the ravenette opened with ease, revealing a stag. Finnian, however, was confused.
"B-but how does this relate to making me a better waiter?" he mumbled as he struggled to figure it out.
"Finny," Sebastian said, walking over to the other. "Once flames alight your ring, insert the ring into the indentation of this box."
"Flames?"
"You're a wonderful help," Sebastian said with a smile, and Finnian subconciously lit the ring.
"Uwah! It's on fire!" he gasped. He quickly punched the flames into the box, then watched in awe as an eagle soared into the sky, before diving down and landing on his outstretched arm. Even as the talons dug into his skin, his strength made it so it didn't hurt him. "Woah, cool!" Finnian said with a smile. "I don't really get it, but what a big bird! Haha~!"
"This one will be yours," Sebsatian said. "Name it or whatever. We're learning how to fight with these, to protect ourselves and others. I'm sorry, but you may want to forget about your work as a waiter." Finnian paused, then grinned again.
"That's okay! I get to work with more cute animals, right?"
"... Sure," Sebastian answered, before walking back to the front of the group. "How are we training today?" he asked Tsunayoshi.
"Well, the Varia should be here any-"
"VOOOOOIIII!"
"... They're here," Tsuna said. As promised, the group of seven landed beside the Vongola in their usual dramatic entrance. In the front was Squalo, the Rain guardian, and Undertaker's rather cold father. Beside him was his current lover, Xanxus, the leader of the Varia. To their left was Belphegor, the Storm guardian, with an arm draped around someone even Undertaker didn't recognize - a younger man with teal hair. In the back were Lussuria and Leviathan, Sun and Lightning. And floating in the air around the Varia was a small child who appeared to be the same sort as Reborn - he was Mammon, the Mist guardian.
"Is that him?" the teal-haired man muttered, nodding in the direction of Undertaker. Belphegor giggled, before nodding. "Huh. Looks to be about as much of a maniac as yourself, senpai."
"Ushishishishi~," Belphegor giggled. "Tsunayoshi! Have Fran and I train with Undertaker, okay?"
"Uh, sure!" Tsuna called back. "Then, without further delay... The first group will be Undertaker, Belphegor, Fran, and Grell. Next we have Sebsatian, Mammon, Mukuro, Yamamoto, and... uh... your Sun guardian."
"Finnian," Sebastian corrected.
"Right," Tsuna said. "Next group, Pluto, Gokudera, uh... Will, and Squalo. That should cover it."
"Eeheehee! Grell, quick," Undertaker started, before grabbing Grell's wrist and running over to Belphegor. "Is this him? Fran?"
"Ushishi, the very same," Bel said, draping an arm around the teal-haired male's shoulders. "Ushishishi! Isn't he cute?"
"Hehehe, he's so... tiny...," Underaker chuckled, before delivering a generous poke to the frog hat on the other's head. Fran was small, indeed, but at least came up to Bel's shoulder height, and he seemed to be eighteen, at least. It would scar Undertaker for life if his father was dating some kid, after all.
Pluto walked over to William, and grinned awkwardly. "You'll probably be a natural with fighting," he said. "Right, Will?"
The ravenette stayed silent, only pushing up his glasses with his death scythe as a sort of reply. "All right, babies, over here," Squalo growled, heading off towards a more secluded place.
"Hey... Hey, Will?" Pluto began again. "Hehe, don't you think it's funny that you're the only one in this group that doesn't have silver hair? Hehe..." The former reaper sent a cold stare over at Pluto, and the former Hellhound paused, feeling a chill run up his spine.
He certainly felt put in his place by that.
In another part of the forest, a bunch of laughing could be heard. Finnian and Yamamoto were sharing the stories of their lives for reasons that neither Mukuro nor Sebastian could even begin to understand. "Did you tell Ciel what I requested?" Sebastian murmured as they trailed behind the two laughing guardians.
"Fufufu... I gave him your message. He's still trying to get that one down, I'm afraid," Mukuro chuckled, giving the former demon a teasing glance. "I don't believe he is disappointed."
"I hope not," Sebastian muttered. "I mean..."
'I want to feel your embrace.'
The ravenette could feel a blush surfacing in his cheeks, and he sighed, turning his head away from the other illusionist. "Kufufufu...," Mukuro chuckled, grinning. "I truly understand your sentiments, Sebastian. Although, I admit... I still pray that you aren't intending to become the lover of this child. What is he, twelve?"
"Thirteen, as of late," Sebastian replied. "Few months into thirteen, if it's Febuary here."
"Fufufu... that's rather twisted, don't you think?" Mukuro pointed out. Sebastian rolled his eyes.
"Stupid human emotions," he sighed. "I blame them."
"Fufu... I doubt you lust for him," Mukuro sighed. "If what you're feeling is a 'human' emotion... You're probably just longing for the illusion of the past. Like a lonely little child." Sebastian sent a blood-red glare in the other's general direction, but Mukuro merely chuckled it off. "Anyway, this seems like a decent place to train," the illusionist said. "Yamamoto, Finnian, would you like to train seperately?" he called.
"Sure thing~," Yamamoto said. "Don't worry, I'll just be teaching him the basics, since he's new to this." The baseball player left with the waiter, leaving two demon-like humans behind.
"Would you like me to try and contact Ciel right now?" Mukuro murmured. Sebastian paused, then gave a small nod. "I'll do my best to link the three of our minds telepathically," the other illusionist said as he sat down on a fallen tree log. "Stay still, and keep your mind clear."
Sebastian did as told, focusing on absolutely nothing, and it wasn't long before he felt something akin to pain in his forehead. He sighed, identifying sound, and he soon determined that this was Mukuro's voice. 'Ciel, I'm working to link your mind to Sebastian's...,' came the voice, as clear to Sebastian as a thought.
'I'm here...,' he tried to reply. A chuckle echoed around him.
'Well, like an unusual chat room of the mind... I believe I've done it,' Mukuro answered.
'Sebastian...?'
'Ciel!' Sebastian called, stunned. That light, pretty voice with that evident twinge of impertinence... it was undoubtedly the voice of Ciel Phantomhive. 'Ciel, where are you?'
'You bloody idiot, I'm sure Mukuro already told you! Where the hell are you, anyway? You're supposed to come and save me, aren't you, bastard? Are you trying to break the contract?'
Sebastian tensed, growing rather irritated by the remark. 'My Lord...,' he sighed. 'I'm no longer a demon. I can't just come and save you like I used to... I can't even tell where your real position is.'
'Damn stupid demon,' Ciel growled. 'Can't you do anything? Che! Worthless! What am I going to do with you?'
The angry tone in his Master's voice sent waves of human emotion through Sebastian's veins. If he were a demon still, he would've passed it off as annoyance. But there was something to change that anger now. There was another element added in, changing things from simple irritation to a much stronger, venomous feeling.
As pain was swirled into his blood, Sebastian felt for one of the first times... sadness.
'... How ironic of you to say that to me,' the former demon murmured. 'Calling me stupid and worthless in such a way. You know, Ciel... all you ever seem to do is get caught up in trouble. If anything, your words are merely a projection of what you feel for yourself.'
'Sebastian.'
There was a trace of fury in that little, feminine voice, and Sebastian felt a bit triumphant over that.
SLAP.
Sebastian froze, feeling that twinge of numbness in his cheek, and he looked down, seeing an angry Earl Phantomhive before him. "What...?"
'Kufufufu! How adorable, Sebastian. Making an illusion of your master to put you back in place,' Mukuro laughed, a smirk on his face. The ravenette stayed with time at a standstill, forgetting his thoughts were linked to Mukuro and Ciel's.
'I'm sorry,' he thought. 'I was out of line. I should never talk to you in such a way; you're right. Just... don't... don't hit me again. Why is it... when you do that... why does it hurt so much...?' The former demon turned away from Mukuro, who continued to stare at him in suprise. The ravenette reached up, and placed a hand on his cheek. 'Why the hell does it hurt so much?' he repeated.
'Sebastian, this is an order,' came Ciel's voice. 'Break me out of this prison as soon as possible. I'm not staying in a water tank forever, damn it.'
Sebastian gave a small nod.
'Yes... my Lord.'
-End Chapter
Well, it took a little effort, but there's chapter 10! It's a landmark! Woo!
I wonder how many chapters I'll be able to get in total... *w*
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