It was time. After almost a month of preparation, if was finally time for the big event that the Phantomhive family was reluctantly hosting. It was the FUNTOM Company's 180th anniversary celebration. The venue was set, and the guests were arriving. The only thing missing was the host.
It was intentional, too. Ciel was taking his sweet time, trying to postpone having to attend as long as possible. He was still about to transform into his disguise; the image of the persona he had created in order to hide his demonic identity. All he had to do was age himself to appear as though he was in his thirties, and change a few facial features here and there.
His jaw became more defined and his hair became longer and he parted it to the left so that he could cover his eye without an eyepatch. He added a bit of a goatee, as well, causing his face to have the same odd shade of blackish-blue that was on his head. When he put on his suit as well, he looked more like a villain than the owner of a toy company.
"You look ridiculous." Snickered the blonde menace after having aged himself as well. The only other addition to his disguise that he added was a pair of glasses. They were false, of course, so that he could properly see his beau's queer appearance. Playfully, the man trotted over to the business man, pecking him on the lips before slipping something around his neck.
"A brighter-coloured tie might cut some of the 'mob-boss' look from you." He suggested, tying the light-blue piece of fabric for the other man. His lips formed a thin line and he giggled. "It feels so weird to kiss you with a beard.
"Sorry. It's temporary, I promise." Ciel stated with a small smile. "Honestly, I'm surprised that you even tried."
"Stupid beard or no, you're still my poochie." Answered his beau with a small blush. Admittedly, it was a bit awkward for him, with the man's appearance changed so drastically, but it was still Ciel. He could sense it with the mark on his tongue, even if they were a mile apart.
"Maybe I'll keep it, then."
"Don't you dare." Alois said in response to the bluenette's teasing. He tucked the Phantomhive's tie into his suit jacket when he was done fastening it. "I like seeing all of your face."
"I do, too, but I have to admit, the glasses work for you." The watchdog replied.
"Really? I don't think that the whole 'nerdy' look suits me."
"Almost everything suits you."
"Are your trying to butter me up before we go or something?"
"Heavens, no. That would be a terrible idea, seeing as though we've 'heterosexual' tonight." Ciel stated, causing a pout to appear on his boyfriend's face.
"Gross." Alois replied. "I have to keep my hands off you all evening?"
"All evening." Clarified the bluenette, flicking the other man's nose. He uttered a chuckle as his lover groaned in exasperation. Wrapping his arms around Alois, he pulled him into a hug, which was eagerly returned. "It's only a few hours."
"Yeah, but what if some birds flirt with you? I can't have you being snatched up by someone prettier than me!"
"No one's prettier than you." Ciel said. "Come on, we have to get going. It's unsightly for the host to be late."
"Can I have one more kiss?" the blonde asked, pursing his lips. With a roll of his eye, the Phantomhive leaned forward and heeded the menace's request, brushing their lips together in a way that his unusual facial hair would hopefully not offend Alois too much.
"Is that everything?" inquired the watchdog as he pulled away. He watched for a moment as the blonde appeared to be thinking.
"One more thing…" Alois said finally, causing the bluenette to arch an eyebrow. A blush appeared on the Phantomhive's face, however, when he felt a hand squeezing his backside.
"Nice." The blonde said with a playful smirk.
"Jim…" Ciel said as sternly as possible. Despite this, the blonde was unfazed, and kept his hand firmly in place.
"One more for the road." The Macken explained. "This is mine, even if you are 'straight' for the evening."
"You're hopeless…"
"You've got a cute butt." Alois said, taking his hand away. "Come on now, love, we must be going~!" With that, the blonde turned to walk out of the room, plucking his coat up and putting it on as he left. His beau paused for a moment to roll his eye and shake his head, but soon followed after.
The pair soon made their way to the venue, where Sebastian, Luka, and Revy were already waiting for them. The butler was dressed as he always was, while Revy wore his Warwick uniform. It was similar to the one that his older sibling wore, only the trim around the collar and cuffs of the blazer were green instead of purple. The youngest member of the household, however was dressed in a most peculiar outfit.
Because of his horns, eyes, and fingernails, it would be odd for him to be running about dressed as an ordinary human. Since this was an event for a toy company, however, the group had the ability to take the exact opposite approach. They dressed him as a devil so that he could hide in plain sight in every sense of the word. The costume was modeled somewhat after Alois' demonic garb, only covering more. There was no way that the blonde menace would permit the boy to walk around with his abdomen showing. Admittedly, he was a tad embarrassed when he did so, himself!
The youngest of the Phantomhive house demons maneuvered his way through the crowd, stopping to have his head pat by older women who thought he looked cute on his way to the snack table. Unfortunately, that's where most of the guests seemed to be loitering. FUNTOM was known for its candy and the demon wanted some of it. He stood on his tip-toes, leaning over the table in an effort to better reach some of the treats, only for some man in a suit to accidentally bump him out of the way. The boy uttered a small huff at his foiled attempt and stuck out his tongue before running off again.
His attention turned to the toy section. There was a place for the kids of the other guests to play with FUNTOM toys and games. Older children seemed to commandeer the videogames while the younger kids played with other toys. Bitter rabbit was there, as well as the "PhantomFive" line of action figures that were popular in America. They were all things that Luka liked, but he had one problem. He didn't want to play with the other kids.
It was to be expected, however. He had never really played with other children, before, even when he was human. They were always a source of hurt for him, as they would chase him, hit him, and sometimes throw stones. They, along with the adults in the village, had hurt both himself and his older brother to the point of wiping them all out. He did it, too. That's how the story of how he got here began.
Now he wasn't sure what to do with this. Should he at least try? He didn't really want to, but didn't know what else to do. It would be strange for him to try and socialize with the adults, and he couldn't find Revy. He could probably find Sebastian, but he didn't want to cling to him while he was directing the caterers. His brother was working, too, so there was nothing for him to do, here. Somehow, being at the big FUNTOM event wasn't as fun as he thought it would be. Thus, he simply turned around to go find a place to sit until it was over.
It was then, however, that he felt a severe disturbance. The demon's face turned red and his eyes widened. His hands quickly covered his backside and he went in search of Sebastian. Now he definitely needed the man's help.
"Sebastian!" he called, frantically making his way toward the kitchen. When he got there, the butler was talking to one of the caterers, and as much as he didn't want to interrupt, he needed to talk to the older demon. Removing one of his hands, he tugged at the end of the man's tailcoat and looked up at him with a mortified expression. It was confusing to the man when he finally granted the boy his attention.
"What is it, Luka?" he asked, arching an eyebrow. When the Macken gestured for him to come closer, he crouched down to his level and leaned in, tilting his head so that the boy could whisper what was the matter.
"There's something attached to me." Luka answered, his eyes starting to water from the embarrassment. Naturally, his caretaker was a bit taken aback by the statement.
"What?"
"There's something attatched to my butt!" the younger demon repeated. The hand that he had been using to filter his words into Sebastian's ear suddenly returned to its previous place on his backside as the boy uttered a yelp.
"IT MOVED!" he declared, causing a few of the other workers to take notice. Sebastian simply smiled at them awkwardly until they went back to work before turning to face Luka again.
"Come on, let's go have a look…" he sighed, straightening his back before escorting the youngest demon of the Phantomhive household to the nearest restroom. Honestly, he didn't know what to expect. There was no foul smell emitting from the boy, so that ruled out the most obvious option, thank goodness. Once they were where no one would see the poor boy, Sebastian gave his next instruction.
"Now what is it that's 'attached' to you?" the man inquired. "You'll have to show me. You don't have to take your pants off; just lower them enough for me to see."
Sheepishly, the Macken did as he was told, lowering the waistband so that the mysterious attachment could be visible. The lad was extremely embarrassed, but it only got worse as he heard the butler utter a laugh before cupping his hand over his mouth. When Luka looked back of him, the man was shaking as he refrained from bursting into hysterics.
"What is it!?" demanded poor Luka, his concern growing with every passing moment. Eventually, Sebastian was able to collect himself enough to formulate a reply.
"A tail…" the man snickered. "You have a tail."
Sure enough, the man spoke the truth. Sprouting from Luka's tailbone was a short, stubby tail covered in brunet fur. It was only a few inches long, and looked like that of a rabbit or a sheep. The boy twisted his back in an effort to try and see the appendage, but failed miserably.
"For real?!" he asked, spinning around as he tried to catch sight of it. Needless to say, it was exciting for the lad. He finally had his demons' tail, and was closer to completing his demonic form. His caretaker, however, only seemed amused by the situation. He was about to start speaking again, when the stub wiggled, as if it were trying to wag itself. Immediately, Sebastian tried to stifle his laughter.
"I'll message your brother and make the appropriate modifications to your pants." He finally say. "Don't get excited. It will be odd if that thing 'wags' in public."
"I'll try…" Luka said distractedly, admiring his tail of his very own while the older demon pulled out a cellphone and began to type a message. Perhaps this evening wasn't going to be a bust after all.
A/N: Aaaaand this chapter was about butts.
You're welcome.
Before I knew that this chapter was going to be taken over by Luka, I was going to call it "Firmly Grasp It". I feel like I've missed an opportunity.
Uh... let's see... There's not much to talk about except for butts, and I don't have much more to say about them.
Until the next chapter, my duckies~!
CHARACTER SHETOAIUHGT
Question: "A question for Audrey: Why do you always wear contacts? Have you ever tried glasses?" by LeCustard
Audrey's Answer: "I wear glasses all the time when I'm at home and stuff. I just like 'em."
