Sebastian X Reader: The Pirate's Daughter Ch.2
Swearing, violence, Um… I think that's about it. Oh, and pirate speak, of course.
I had gotten up earlier than the boys. So I busied myself by reheating the stew from last night and nibbling on some bread. One by one my boys began to wake up. Emil wakes up first, he just turned 8 years old a few weeks ago. I had gotten him a toy sword for his birthday. I smile at the delight that had light up his face. His Platinum dirty blonde hair bounced with delight, and his eyes that were as blue as the artic sea sparkled with mischief as he went to show off his new toy. He greets me after rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Morning mother. That smells good." Emil said, he always called me mother, no matter if I was pretending to be a boy or not. It might be because I raised him since he was four years old. I smile at his and hand him his bowl and two pieces of bread. "Thank you."
"You're welcome. How was your sleep?" I ask him. He smiles and tells me of his dream, saving me (a princess) from bloodthirsty bandits (Alois and Claude). I smile and greet the next boy to rise. Matthias came stumbling out of the bedroom complaining of someone's snoring, which was probably him. His blonde hair covering his face hiding his eyes, which match Emil's eyes. "How was your sleep Matthias?"
"Fine." He grumbles while getting his stew and bread. He is always like this in the morning. I just let him be grumpy, 'cause soon he'll be annoying and won't shut up. After Matthias digs into his breakfast, like the 15 year old he is, Lukas comes out, grumbling about Matthias' snoring, his platinum blonde hair held back by clips, revealing his violet eyes. I hand him his breakfast and don't even bother speaking to the 12 year old, his face says it all. He was up all night trying to make Matthias stop snoring. Tino comes out next with a cheerful, "Good morning! ~"
"Good morning, how'd you sleep?" I ask as I hand him his bowl and bread, and taking Emil's bowl and washing it. He groans and tells me.
"Berwald wouldn't let go of me, but other than that, I slept pretty good." Tino replies, running a hand through his golden blonde hair, his eyes of blue violet looking at the ground. I smile and shake my head. Berwald keeps calling Tino his wife, and the poor 13 year old has to find ways to get out of it. Berwald comes out of the only room in the house, besides the kitchen and dining room. Probably because he realized that Tino was no longer by his side.
"Good morning Berwald. Now what did I tell you about holding Tino in your sleep?" I ask the 16 year old. The blonde haired, blue eyed boy shrugs and says poutingly, "But He's so cuddly."
I just roll my eyes and hand him his breakfast, scrapping the bottom of the pot for the last drop. The boys watch me clean the dishes they made and begin to question me.
"Hey, mother? Did you eat breakfast too?" Emil asks me, an innocent look in his eyes, I smile and lie through my teeth.
"Yes, I had some stew before you got up." I say, nibbling on another slice of bread. They look skeptical, but don't press further. I whip my head to the door. I hear a carriage, at least four horses. "Wait inside, someone's here."
The boys immediately grab their weapons and go to the window to await my orders. I make my way outside and stop in our front yard. The raven-haired man from the other day hops down from the carriage and opens the door for the 12 year old inside. He helps the 12 year old down from the carriage and follows him to about six feet away from me. The butler must have followed me home. I knew someone was there.
"What are you doing here, Milord?" I call out.
"I am here to propose an offer for you." The 12 year old replies, gesturing for his butler to hand me something. The butler is half way to me, when his stops at hearing the several clicks of rifles and pistols being cocked. The butler looks somewhat surprised. I hold my arm out, at a right angle from my body, bending my elbow to make another right angle. I hold my pointer and middle finger together and out, my thumb on top, making a gun shape that's not cocked. I bend my hand at the wrist away from me twice. Then I flick my hand towards the butler twice. The boys uncock their guns and come out of the house. They all stand behind my, relaxed, but still ready for some action. The surprise is visible on both of our visitors' faces. They look in shock at how well my boys are trained, I had trained them to military grade, but also to pirate grade. I motion for the butler to continue. My boys get tense.
"Don't worry, they'll only hurt you, if you hurt me." I say. The butler chuckles.
"What well trained boys you have, at so young an age." The butler smirks. I smirk right back, only more devilishly.
"They have too. If you want to survive on the streets for as long as we have without any grownups, you have to learn early, and quick." I reply. "Now why don't we go inside and discuss this over some tea?"
"Alright." The 12 year old Earl replies. Following us and his butler inside. I put on some hot water, dipping two new tea bags into the water to brew. I gesture to the chairs, homemade, and very well made.
"Please, have a seat." I say. The boy sits, but his butler remains standing. I sit down across from him. "Alright, I'm Blade. May I have your name?"
"This is Earl Ciel Phantomhive" His butler introduces. "And I am Sebastian Michaelis."
"Do you have a last name?" Ciel asks. I nod.
"Yes, but it tends to send villagers running and ends me up in jail."
"Really?" Ciel cocks an eyebrow, his bored face lit up in interest. "Please, do tell."
"Kirkland. My name is Blade Kirkland." I say, and watch as the boy's face drains of color. I gesture to my boys, and one of them brings him some of the tea, earl gray, and some hand-picked honey, still on the comb, on a plate with a spoon. They then hand me a cup. "You can have some too, I want you to enjoy this too. If Mr. Michaelis wants some, give some to him too." I tell my boys. They lit up with anticipation of the treat they are going to have.
"I do not require any tea, Thank you, and you may call me Sebastian." Sebastian says, bowing slightly. I nod.
"How is your last name Kirkland? I didn't think he had any children." Ciel says, even more curious, after getting over his initial shock.
"The infamous pirate Arthur Kirkland is indeed my father. But when I was quite young he had lost my mother to the sea, and I nearly followed. He then gave me to an orphanage, telling them that if they wished to live they would tell me stories of my father, and the promise that one day he would be back for me. They did as he said, and tried to get rid of me as soon as possible. And they almost succeeded, but the people brought me back with stories of strange things happening in the night, after I was taken in. I was called cursed and at the age of six, was thrown out of the orphanage. Growing up I found the Nordic five as people call them, them being from the Nordic nations. Another boy and I took them in and raised them."
"Where is the other boy you speak of?" Ciel asks only seeing six boys, myself included. I chuckle darkly. Causing Ciel to shudder.
"I killed him." I say. My voice devoid of all emotion. "If you don't believe me, you can find his bones in the garden."
"Oh, I quite believe you. But why did you kill him?"
"I set up rules to keep us all safe and under the radar of the queen. He broke every single one of them. So I killed him, to prevent my boys from getting hurt and torn away from each other." Emil starts to cry, and I soften some, Sebastian glares and him and Ciel looks at him annoyed. "Come here Emil. Why are you crying?"
"Because, I remember. I remember him sending my brothers off and hurting you, and I couldn't do anything about it, because I was too small." Emil hiccups. I pick him up and hold him, rubbing his back soothingly. "I hate seeing Mother get hurt. I won't ever let anyone hurt you ever again Mother."
"Mother?" Ciel asks tilting his head slightly, still thinking I'm a boy. I nod.
"Yes, I raised him since he was four years old, he sees me as father and mother, but he mostly calls me mother." I lie to him, but my lie is mixed with truth, so it makes it incredibly believable.
"Ah. So to the point. I want you to come work for me at The Phantomhive Estate. We could use your skills, and you may bring your boys with you. They could help Finny with the gardening." Ciel says. I have to agree, because this offer is just too good to give up. I look at my boys and see that they agree, that way they can also keep an eye on me.
"Alright. I'll work for you, Milord." I say. Ciel grins.
"Then pack your bags and Sebastian will help you load them onto the carriage. Some of the younger boys can ride in the carriage. But the rest of you will have to walk. And it is a long trek."
"No problem. My boys and I can handle it." I gesture and my boys rush off to get packed. I grab my pirate outfit, my ninja/thief outfit, and one set of well-tailored suit, that matched Sebastian's perfectly. I pack two of my swords, the other two I attach to my belt. Four of my throwing knives go into my suitcase, the other four are tucked away in my vest. I pack one of my pistols, shot, and powder, while I load the other and put it too on my belt. I place my good walking shoes on my feet. I come out, carrying my luggage and put it on top of the carriage. My boys come out and hand me their luggage, I put it up with mine and secure it down with the rope.
"Alright, so who is going to ride in the carriage with master Ciel, and who will be riding up front with me?" Sebastian asks.
"Emil, Lukas, and Tino will ride with the young master." I reply, sending the three mentioned scurrying to the carriage. "Matthias, will ride up front with you."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sebastian's P.O.V. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Alright, so who is going to ride in the carriage with master Ciel, and who will be riding up front with me?" I ask.
"Emil, Lukas, and Tino will ride with the young master." Blade replies, sending the three mentioned scurrying to the carriage. "Matthias, will ride up front with you."
I frown, but nod. I was hoping to have him ride up front with me. That way I could learn more about this mysterious boy. The Boy named Matthias climbs up to where I will be driving the carriage.
"Half way there Matthias will trade places with-" I hope he says himself. "Berwald." Damn. I nod nonetheless, and climb up to the driver's seat and whip the horses to action. I gallop them, and Blade and Berwald keep up with ease. When we are almost halfway to the Estate Berwald is slowing down and Blade shows no sign of stopping. Just who in Hell's name is he? I go to stop the carriage when we're half way through our journey, but Matthias places a hand on my shoulder and shakes his head no. I wonder if he really wants to deny Blade's wishes, but then I watch him jump off the carriage and land safely while Berwald jumps on and climbs into Matthias' spot. I blink, just how much are these boys trained? I hear Ciel's thoughts 'aren't we going to stop?' 'No' I reply in my head. Blade is still going strong, but he's kind of pale. Sweat drips down his face, and into his eyes, but he doesn't wipe it away, he just keeps running. When we reach our destination. The only traces of sweat on Blade, are his soaked clothing. I help Ciel get out of the carriage with the three other boys and help unload the luggage. Blade is still kind of pale.
"Show them to their rooms." Ciel says, going into his mansion. I nod at his retreating back.
"So you boys will stay in the servants' courters, with the other servants. But Blade you will stay in the mansion, so the young master can have access to you anytime." I tell the boys. They all nod. Blade is paler now, and it's not because of what I said.
"Mother? Mother!" Emil screams as Blade collapses to the ground. He pants as Emil kneels down next to him. The others look as equally worried.
"Don't worry, Emil. I just over did it a bit. I lied to you, I only had some bread for breakfast and gave the rest to you boys." Blade pants out. He struggles to sit up. "I just need to rest and I'll be fine."
"No! You do this all the time! Giving up your portion so we can have it! No! No more! We don't want you getting hurt! Can't you see by doing this you're hurting us too!?" Emil screams at Blade. Blade just smiles sadly.
"I'd die for you. Nothing can change that." Blade says. "I also know that you all would gladly die for me."
Finny comes over to check out what's going on. He immediately goes pale upon seeing Blade.
"Shit Sebastian! We need to get him something to eat! Not again." Finny says, panicked. It must be bad to get Finny to swear. I nod and lift Blade's surprisingly light body from the ground. The boys all follow me to the kitchen, where I prepare same soup and tea. The soup I give to Blade and the tea I take to Ciel. I tell him all of what I just learned. He nods and wonders, when the time comes who will Blade protect? Ciel or one of his boys?