Chapter 12
The door creaked softly as it opened. It was dark, but Gilbert didn't need the light to know who his late night visitor was. The very atmosphere of the room changed, and the intensity of it made him shiver. He could feel it, his dark shadow coming closer; the tall, beautiful figure loomed over him. Cool, gentle fingers creased his cheek, slowly sliding down his neck to stop at his shoulder.
Gilbert turned and grabbed his arm, pulling him closer so that their lips could meet. He willingly melted into the embrace of his soon- to-be lover as a warm, talented tongue invaded his mouth. The youth let out a low moan as the graceful servant wrapped him in his embrace and forced him downward, pressing his back into the mattress. Long slim fingers slid under the covers and along Gilbert's chest, stopping to tweak or pince at a hardened bud.
He broke the kiss to let out a gasp, his chest heaving for the slightest of moments before he was back under the other's spell, captured in the moment of mouth on mouth, skin on skin.
"S-Sebas..tian…" Gilbert moaned as the flawlessly beautiful face of his butler came into view.
"Young master…"
Somebody was shaking his shoulder lightly, and Gilbert moaned in his dozed state, his hips unconsciously bucking upward in wanting.
"Young master?"
Gilbert's eyes shot open. A pair of red-brown eyes greeted him. He almost screamed.
"Good morning, young master." Sebastian said. The butler grinned. "I hope you had sweet dreams."
It took Gilbert a few more blinks to take in the situation. Sebastian had woken him up in the middle of a… would you even call that a dream?
Ew…Wait…
He had had a sex dream about…
Oh, God.
"What are you-…"
"Forgive me for waking you, young master. I know you are not yet well. However, something has just came for you that I believe is of some importance." Sebastian straightened up and handed an envelope to Gilbert. He took it slowly, still not fully aware of what was going on.
Sebastian bowed his head. "I will leave you to ready yourself."
The bedroom door burst open. "Rav-en!" Break skipped in. He spun around, holding Emily's arms in his hands as he spun her around. "I have come to collect you for your mission today~!"
He stopped spinning when he noticed Sebastian.
"Ahhh…" He muttered to himself with new interest. "Nice to see you again, shitsuji-sama."
Sebastian bowed in respect, his back to Gilbert. "Good day. I was just about to take my leave. My young master has not been feeling well and I-…"
"Ohhh!" Break rushed past Sebastian to sit on Gilbert's bed. The youth did not have time to protest before the silver-haired man had a hand on his brow. "Has he now? Is that the reason why I have not heard from him since Vincent's birthday?"
"Yes. But I believe he is well enough now that he has had his rest."
"Yay~!" Break turned to give Sebastian a goofy smile. "Thank you, shitsuji-sama!" Sebastian bowed and left the room. The door closed with a soft click behind him.
"So, Raven," Break took a hold of Gilbert's chin, tearing his eyes away from the door to look into his face. "I see you resived my letter."
Gilbert stared stupidly down at the unopened note in his hand. He remained quiet.
"Well, no point in opening it now." Break said, wrenching the paper from his grip and tearing it to shreds. "I'll just tell you."
Break paused for a moment, studying Gilbert's face closely. His eye narrowed. "Raven?" He waved a hand in front of his face. Gilbert was barely aware of it. "Rav-en…" Break sang softly. "Helloooo? Anyone in there?" The hand waved faster. "Raven?"
Break drew back and sighed in slight irritation. "Oy, wake up." He poked Gilbert in the forehead.
Everything flooded back into his mind at once. He sprung backwards, hitting the back on his head on the wall. "Wha-… huh… Don't touch me!"
A slow smile slid back onto Break's face. "There you are! I was wondering when you were going to come back out of wonderland."
Gilbert's back relaxed as he slid down the wall. It was just a dream… Just a dream…
"A FUCKING SEX DREAM ABOUT SEBASTIAN!"
He would not have known he had said it allowed if he had not seen the look on Break's face.
"Oh, my…" Break whispered, putting his leave to his mouth as his brow furrowed.
Gilbert's heart froze in fear. What had he just… Oh shit.
The creepy little blue doll on Break's shoulder whistled. Gilbert was about to reach for her and tare her head off if Break hadn't shoved her inside his sleeve. Other than that, he ignored her.
"Well then. That clears it up. But, Raven, I thought you loved-…"
"I do!" Gilbert snarled as blood rushed upward, making his face feel like he had just stuck his head in a lit grate. An image of his golden-haired master came to him. Oz's emerald eyes shone as he smiled. Oz…
"Well, then…" Break said again. "It's perfectly normal for dreams as such as this to occur within your age group." Break turned his head to the side. "Ah, youth. How I miss it."
He seemed to be paying absolutely no attention to Gilbert, whose face was getting hotter and hotter by the second. Of all things, this should have been one of the things for Break to tease him about.
"What?" Break asked, his only visible eyebrow raising as he looked back at Gilbert. "I don't care. Now, if that dream had, say, been about me..."
"The note, Break!" Gilbert snapped, suddenly remembering it himself.
"What? Oh!" Break's features lightened. "Right! The mission from Pandora."
Break sat cross-legged on Gilbert's bed. "There is an illegal contractor who was spotted in the slums near to where the Tragedy of Sablier took place. They assigned me the job, and I was going to give it to you but, seeing as you're unwell, I've decided to go with you. Aren't I nice?"
Gilbert's fists clenched the bed covers. Going alone would not have been so bad, but he needed to extra help… If only that help didn't have to be Break.
"I'm well enough to go on my own."
Break gave him a look. They both knew that that wasn't true. "I can't have you collapsing on me. Why, you might even get eaten! What would I do then? I still need you to bring that little twerp back."
"Don't call him a twerp, Break!"
"Back to business!" Break said. But he held up his hands in surrender.
"Then, what about Sharon?" He hadn't heard from her in a while.
"I'm afraid my mistress's mother has not been feeling well. She has refused to leave her side for the past week or so."
Well, that explains it.
Break smiled cheerfully. "And everyone else at Pandora is busy. Looks like you're stuck with me!"
Fuck… Stupid clown.
"Fine." Gilbert huffed.
Again, the clown grinned. "Oh, come now. It won't be all bad. Maybe if you're a good boy I'll take you bar hopping."
"You do know that I'm not old enough to be drinking yet." That, and the thought of alcohol made his stomach turn. How much had he drunken that night?
The look Break gave him made him remember that Break had been there that night. He knew that Break was probably just itching to say something about it. But, much to his surprise, all a he said was: "My mistake."
Gilbert's coat was hurled over his head, hiding his scowling face from view. After a few seconds of wrestling with it, he managed to get it off just in time to see Break open the door. "I'll be waiting outside, Raven!" He called happily over his shoulder before he disappeared.
Gilbert was left alone, his long black coat clenched in his grip. He stared at the ceiling for a second longer before dragging himself out of bed. He had to admit, he was feeling better. The dizziness wasn't as severe as before, and his head didn't hurt as much. "Such an idiot…"
Sebastian heard every word of the conversation between his young master and the guest. The guest's name wasn't important and had nothing to do with the situation. Sebastian had not read the letter that had been given to him to deliver, and judging by the vicious sound of tarring paper neither had Gilbert.
Sebastian was no stranger to Pandora. He'd even watched them work with those Chains. It had been entertaining, but only for a few moments. Ten years he had been here, the longest time he had ever spent living among humans. Ten years with his Master, and he had found that he could not bring himself to be separated from him for long periods of time.
He felt himself shiver slightly as he thought about the last time he had seen that beautiful blue-eyed creature. But, he was a butler of the Phantomhivefamily; what could he do if he couldn't spy on the Nightray Manor under his master's orders?
Sebastian had smirked as the youth made an outburst, and the smirk had stayed in place even when he moved away from the door and out of the guest's sight. It only grew as he heard Gilbert mutter to himself before coming out of the room fully clothed.
Sebastian was surprised when he put a hand over his heart. What was this feeling? He had been feeling it since he heard the guest say that Gilbert would not have to work alone this time. Relief? Whatever it was, it wasn't important.
The demon's eyes flickered as he watched Gilbert's back. "If only you knew how real that dream had been, Gilbert."
A/N:
LOOK LOOK LOOK! YAY, SUMMER!
I knew school was sucking my soul out. Summer isn't even offical yet and here is Chapter 12 of Servant!
Sorry it took so long, and I know it's not the greatest, but I also know that I say that about everything I've ever written so I'll let you guys decide that for yourselves.
Again, I'm not to certain on how long this will go on, but I'm very sure it won't be more than 20 chapters… I have an ending planned out now, and I think I know how to get from here to there without it taking much longer. I promise Servant will be done by the end of August.
Enough of me rambling, tell me what you think!
~Thorn of the Rose
