A/N: The storm made it possible to get off my lazy ass, with time to spare for writing whilst I wait for the internet to return stupid Comcast. =_=" Any way, on to the next chapter which I hope you find the chapter title as amusing as I did when I came up with it. I do forget why I found it so funny at the time though. ~ D: I've been on two or three cruises. I do hope you understand what I mean by the boat-ramp thing. I did some research though mainly on the Catholic things I go to Catholic school even though I went to public school up until I started high-school and I'm Jewish. ~ XD"
Blood Iris: Chapter 11 'The Really Long Boat Ride…' (Part 1 of 2)
"Must hurry! The step-ramp platform will be hauled up in five minutes!" Ayame breathed while running frantically towards the hopefully correct number gate.
"Calm down." a husky, deep, masculine voice, said. "See?" it continued "We've made it on-board the ship." "You can slow your breathing." The voice ordered.
"Sebastian, take Miss Koyama's things to her room. Then come back, and get us some tea." A blue gray haired little earl commanded.
"Of course my lord." the owner of the voice grinned suggestively.
"Now, then." the tiny earl went on after the butler's coat-tails were out of sight. "Tell me something interesting so I might have something to debate about with that demon when he comes back." he asked. "It will be a very, really, truly long boat ride I'm afraid Miss Ayame."
"Oh that's alright, before in my time I've went on a plane ride to Russia, we first had to land to get my fuel in Berlin, Germany. I was in the air for about a day, and I'd decided to stay up to watch the film since I was on my own for once." she paused for breath. "Only later did I realize my error in doing so." "Soon after we landed in the airport in Germany, they put me in a waiting room, a nursery room really for minors to be escorted and waited on. It had games, and snacks and small amusements. But, nearly everyone spoke German." "It was then, a saw a small Muslim girl." "Her little sister was coloring." "This was in 2007, six years after the terrorist attacks by Osama Bin Laden, and the recent hanging in December of Sadaam Hussian." Ciel nodded to Sebastian, when he brought the tray of tea, and cake. Then he adjusted his hand under his chin while leaning with his arm on the window-sill looking intrigued. The butler also listening went and sat next to the earl. "I asked her what happened when they heard of the news when Iran, hung Hussian." "You know what she told me?" The blonde young lady asked rhetorically. Shaking his head the little shota looked expectantly. While the handsome gent to his left, just slightly shrugged his shoulders eyes momentarily closed. "She said all the neighboring countries watched it on TV and were all ecstatic about the affair that took place" "I inquired whether they showed the actual death video for all the small children to see." The tutor glanced down quickly at the young girl, at her right happily coloring-in a rainbow. "She must have caught the dread in my voice, and she gratefully told me all these details about yes we did indeed to that. And we ended up in an argument over the ethics of it." "I was so mortified, I took her seriously then, and she was grinning." Ayame exclaimed nearly but, not quite out of breath.
"My dear tutor, the black clad butler began." "That, is because you are entirely to fun to tease." He informed her with a knowing smile. The tutor made an 'Hmphhh' and then continued her tale. "So as I was saying after, a wait of nearly eight hours, they finally gathered us children aboard our next flight." "On my final destination to Russia, I was sat between two men in their thirties, foreign ones at that so for-going the fact I had ten-thousand dollars with me I just couldn't fall asleep and hope they wouldn't touch me inappropriately." Finally the blue eyed girl was finishing her account of a dreadful experience. "So that's how the third, day with-out sleep went. Soon after we landed I panicked and had Russian security personnel locate my soon-to be Russian step-mom, they divorced before Anna here turned six-months old." The golden blonde was looking fondly at her half-sister, as if remembering when she was small, and was entirely dependent on her care. She looked back at her attentive audience and smiled graciously. "Sorry, if I carried on a bit…." The tutor trailed off averting her gaze downward shyly.
"No need." The earl, waved off her apology. "So what happened to the Osama Bin Laden fellow?" the also blue eye, purple eyed adolescent inquired a little bit too hastily.
"Oh." The young lady exclaimed faintly. "He was shot-down finally this summer in my time, according to my computer; I left at the manor….." Her face drooped, her face a pink tint. The blue haired earl accordingly, face-palmed with a sigh mumbled. 'That figures idiot.' With not a lot of harshness implied. "And, did you return to where you were staying for your trip and have a nice rest, after staying awake for so long milady?" the butler asked politely glaring at Ciel for his impulsiveness. Ciel glared back. "Yes, I was out on the couch shortly after my arrival at our apartment flat." She chuckled ever so slightly. "I woke up at around lunch-time and said good morning, and what was for break-fast." She allowed herself a smile. The demon fiancé gently smiled seeing her delight, at her mistake. Tilting his head in the earl's direction he commented. "Did you know young master, after seventy-two hours, the human brain knocks you out no matter what you're doing?" "I read that in a book studying how the human body works." "No I didn't. But, then Miss. Ayame feel asleep after that time period didn't she?" he already knew the answer. "Indeed my lord." The butler loyally agreed. "Now, wait just a minute, I've seen a program on that on TV before." "No matter what you're doing indeed Mr. Michaelis, if you were stepping out of a hot-air balloon or not." "I however, could have held out longer if I wanted too." The blonde breathed defiantly arms-crossed eyes half lidded with somewhat haughtiness. "Ciel, here though, couldn't even if he tried." She said smartly.
"Ayame." The demon warned.
"No, it's alright Sebastian; I won't accept such a foolish in plain sight challenge with this young lady." The earl allowed.
'Even when, he does things like this and now he's being entirely sexist.' Ayame thought to her fiancé. 'I know my dear, just bear with which you created' he thought back. 'Pudding-cups'the fair miss thought back.
"If, I may young master, she does have a point." The wine color eyed man began. "You're usually asleep by 9 o' clock."
"No, you may not." The earl said. 'Too late.' thought the young tutor, as she caught out of her peripheral vision. The raven haired butler smiling at her thought. "And, whose side are you on anyway, demon?"
"Demons try not to take sides my lord, and I believe is the Missus' will-power, far more than your sugar-induced crashes." Grinning, saying everything with-out saying exactly whose side he was taking, the butler looked upon his little bocchan's stumbled face. Should he take that as a yes, or a no? The thirteen-year-old boy thought. Ayame winked at the handsome butler, who winked back and cut some cake and handed her a plate.
"Thank-you, Sebastian." They both knew it wasn't meant for the cake now being consumed. Nodding again, the gent in his black tail-coats sat next to the ever so more confused young teenager. Adults he thought were still a mystery to be discovered, and how they ticked. Was just, another square in the chess game of life for him-self to jump to. He had decided to nestle against his demon butler's shoulder and rest a while before the entertainments of tonight. The usual show they give on such a high-end luxury ship-line. The brunette, blue eyed girl in a deep green crème de chine* tailored dress while on-looking said, "Alex, Ciel feel asleep just now didn't he?" the now almost three and half year old said perfectly. Due to what went on earlier, her crystal pool blue eyes were wide with surprise. "Yes, munchkins he's asleep we don't want to wake him up so we have to be quiet okay?" the elder asked gently. "Okay, Alex sister, because he'll get grouchy if we wake him?" the younger asked. "Yes, now let's have you take a nap to in your ladies' room with Miss May-lin." The demon butler cut-in and carried the minor lass in hand to her sister's cabin.
*I was trying to remember what materials I've read in books of fancy dresses were called. For all I know I probably said cream of insert-fabric-here. XD Dear, Reader please excuse the author's fail as a new fabric completely fabricated for the purpose of this story. lol.