A/N: As promised, Chapter 3 is now ready! Spoiler, for those of you who've heard "Lullaby for a Princess, Luna's Reply, and Luna's Soliloquy," the lullaby Jacky sings for Ciel is based off it. Ciel, the disclaimer, if you please.

Ciel: Jedi Alice does not own Kuroshitsuji or its characters. Nor does she own "lullaby for a princess." She's not earning any profit from this, and is writing it solely for her own amusement. There, I said it! Now where's the Gateau Au Chocolate you promised me?

Me: (hands the brat the slice of cake) Now on with the story! BTW, if you're wondering where I got the idea to bomb Trancy Manor with diseased snot, you do not want to know how sick and twisted my mind gets when I'm dead tired! I came up with that at like, two in the morning!

Chapter Three

Fever Chills

Not long after the snot-bombing of the Transy estate, Jacky went back to Sebastian's quarters to check up on her patient. The poor demon, despite being extremely feverish, felt chilled to the bone, and was soaked in a cold sweat. Jacky quietly sat down beside the butler, gently stroking his hair to soothe him. His trembling eased a bit, drifting off into an even deeper sleep.

"Jacky, what on earth are you doing, tending to such a noxious beast?" a voice at the window asked. Jacky looked up to see her stern boss, Mr. William T. Spears, frowning, his death-scythe up his ass as always.

"I'm not on the clock at the moment, boss-man," she said quietly, so not to wake her sickly lover. "And this isn't a social call. Lord Phantomhive has paid me a tidy sum up-front to nurse this demon back to health, and has promised to pay me double that once he's well and back on his feet, doing his duty as one hell of a butler."

"I'm amazed you can even stand to be in the same room as him," the elder Shinigami commented. "It reeks not only of demon, but of illness. Is pneumonia not contagious?"

"Only demons can contract the Demon strain of the illness," Jacky replied. "Which is precisely why I had twenty gallons of Sebastian's sickness-laced mucus dropped on the Transy estate. That little attention whore has five demons working for him, four of which are not bound to him by a contract. As I've yet to be contacted by them for medical aid, they either do not recognize me as a doctor and have found assistance elsewhere, or have not yet been taken by the illness. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get my patient another blanket, as he's suffering through fever chills at the moment." With a nod, William let her be, and left the premises. Jacky tried to get up to get another blanket, only to find Sebastian's arms wrapped around her slim waist as he moved his head into her lap, nuzzling into her thighs. The young reaper blushed, but smiled gently, knowing that Sebby was unaware of his actions, and was simply trying to get comfortable. She let him sleep, all the while waiting for it to be time to give the demon his medicine.

At last, it was again time. "Sebby, it's time to take your medicine. Wake up," Jacky said, gently shaking him. With a soft groan, Sebastian opened his eyes. The normally beautiful, bright ruby red eyes were now dull and hazy, showing his illness. He raised his head slightly, letting Jacky feed him the stuff. While I can't say how a human's pallet would react to it, to Sebastian, it was a rich, wonderfully savory taste, with a slightly bitter aftertaste. Think of well-seasoned macaroni and cheese with a Hershey's Special Dark Chocolate bar for desert. That's the closest comparison I can make. "I have to go check on the young master now, Sebby," Jacky said once he'd swallowed and closed his eyes. "So I need you to let go so I can get up." Sebastian did so very reluctantly. He wanted Jacky to stay beside him and keep him warm, but he knew it wouldn't do for the master to be neglected. Thus, he removed his arms from her person.

"Once you've put the young master to bed, please come back," he whispered weakly, his voice trembling almost as much as his body. "It feels so cold in here…"

Jacky smiled gently as she placed a warmer blanket over him, tucking him in to keep in the warmth, then placed a soft kiss on his forehead. Sebastian smiled faintly, before drifting off to sleep again.

Jacky quickly saw about preparing a decent supper for Ciel. Tonight, it would be four-cheese pizza with a garlic-buttered crust, one of her favorite dishes. Ciel, who rarely enjoyed spicy meals, actually enjoyed the dish. Once he'd eaten his fill, Jacky had the others take the leftovers back to the kitchen and do the dishes, while she drew her temporary master a warm bath. Ciel found it slightly awkward to have a female undress him and bathe him, but he thanked everything that Jacky not only wasn't a perverted pedophile, but had worn a blindfold while bathing him so she wouldn't see anything he didn't want her to see. He did startle a bit when the reaper cleaned him down there, but she got it over with in just a minute, not giving him enough time to become uncomfortable. Once he was clean, Jacky helped him out of the bath and drained it, then dried him off, before finally dressing him in a nightshirt (which had belonged to Sebastian. LOL!)

Now that Ciel was decent, she removed the blindfold, and tucked her charge into bed. "I hope my first day's performance as your temporary servant was satisfactory, young lord," she said as he removed the gauze eye-patch Ciel usually wore, placing it on the nightstand.

"You did better than I expected," Ciel admitted. "I'd half-feared you'd be as incompetent as your vulgar uncle." The memory of Grell's mistakes as Madam Red's butler flashed through their minds.

"Just because Grell and I are related doesn't mean we're the same," Jacky said, picking up the candelabra and preparing to leave the room. "We may share some similarities, but we are two entirely different beings. I would ask you to remember that."

"Fair enough," Ciel said with a small yawn, unaware of how cute Jacky thought he looked when he did so. "Good night, Jacky."

"Goodnight, Master Ciel," Jacky said, slowly backing away. "Sleep tight, and don't let the nightmares bite." With that, she exited the room and softly closed the door. She blew out the candles, not really needing their tiny lights, then made her way to Sebastian's room, just as he was starting to wake up again.

"Is the young master taken care of for the night?" the demon asked sleepily.

"Mmhm," Jacky confirmed. "Fed, bathed, and tucked into bed. Hopefully, he won't have any nightmares tonight." She said as she sat down beside Sebastian, allowing him to pillow his head in her lap again. He was still shivering, but not as much as before. He looked up at her, his eyes hazy with sleep, illness, and something else that Jacky couldn't quite place.

"Will you stay with me until I fall asleep?" he asked softly. With a gentle nod, Jacky began to stroke his silky, slightly sweaty hair, while humming the tune of a lullaby who's words she'd long forgotten. Soon enough, he was fast asleep. With a soft chuckle, Jacky lifted his head off her lap, got up, then gently lowered his head onto a pillow. She put a cool cloth on his feverish forehead, then left him to sleep.

Now that her temporary master and her patient were sleeping, she could patrol the grounds to make sure no one was coming to rob them or attack the young master. Checking the "To-Die List" app on her iPhone, something she'd brought from the future, she found that a group of bandits had been sent to try to rob the manor and kill anyone they who got in their way. Snickering wryly, Jacky pulled on her overcoat, which she wore in much the same way as her uncle wore his, as hers was a couple sizes too small, then went outside to wait on the roof for her quarry.

At around 12:30 p.m., the thieves showed up, slowly and silently approaching the manor's back entrance. At this, Jacky made her presence known. "Dear me, this will never do," she said, loud enough to get their attention but quiet enough not to wake anyone inside. "Visitors are only accepted through the front entrance, you see…" she said, bringing her death-scythe into view. "And they are only welcome… during the young master's waking hours."

With that, she leapt off the roof, easily taking out the intruders. "Tom Morris, born January 28th, 1867. Died on February 21st, 1890 of heart failure due to extensive hemorrhaging. Additional remarks, none. Judgement complete. Danny Mathis, born September 7 1872, died on February 21st, same as above. Ryan Connors, July 31st to February 21st, same as above. Brock Dickson, June 3rd to February 21st, as above. Judgement complete. Honestly, such incompetence! But then again, what else would one expect of the lower class of the late 19th century? Now, let's see who hired you lot…" Jacky said, examining their apparent leader's cinematic record to just a few hours ago. Indeed, they were naught but hired thugs, paid to steal any little bit of anything even remote value. Jacky grinned devilishly as she got the name of the asshole who'd sent the, before sending a few of her "friends from the other side" to pay him a visit. After cleaning up the mess and disposing of the corpses in the forest, leaving them for the wolves to pick over, she got herself cleaned up, then went to check on Ciel.

As she neared his room, she heard Ciel scream himself awake. Re-lighting the candles again, she knocked on the door to announce her presence. "W-Who's there?" Ciel asked timidly.

"It's just me, Jacky Anderson," the young reaper said soothingly as she entered the room.

"Jacky?" Ciel echoed uncertainly, still a bit disoriented from his dream and cocooned in his comforters. "H-Has anyone tried to sneak in?"

"No, my lord," she fibbed, seeing no reason to worry him even more. "It's all quiet tonight." She gently reached out to stroke his cheek. Ciel flinched slightly, but the gesture was gentle, and soothed him a bit. "Would it help if I was to sing you a lullaby, my lord?"

"Perhaps," Ciel said, allowing Jacky to tuck him back in and sit at his bedside. With that, she took out a music box, wound it, and let it play. She sang "Lullaby for a Princess," and in about a minute, Ciel was fast asleep.


A/N: Lyrics for Lullaby for a Princess on YouTube!