"why are you so nervous young master? isn't this what you wanted?" the demon smirked, with mischievous eyes.
"wait- !" Ciel begged as he was tied tighter to the chair. The rough rope wrapped around him in such a way, that he could not move.
"when I begged, you didn't listen" Sebastian stated with a grim look "Now I am giving you what you want, and your backing out already?"
"I didn't ask to be starved!" shouted the young earl, as he squirmed under his bondage.
"You were the one who wanted to become a demon . . . . " Sebastian answered back.
Yes, that was true, but Ciel could not understand why Sebastian was doing THIS.
"To be a demon, you have to learn to control your hunger young master" he said, as he put his hand under Ciel's chin and lifted it up to look at him. "It's not easy, lusting after humans. Most of us(Demon) end up making a mess. I need to know that you can control yourself . . . "
"I can –" a pain in his stomach stopped his answer. He had been tied up for three days now, without food or water. When he had finally gotten the rope loose, Sebastian suddenly appeared out of nowhere and began to retighten the rope around him.
Then he let broke the rope, releasing his master . . . . .
"This is why you can not be a demon . . ." he said.
The young earl crouched down onto his knees in pain. The air was like salt on his open wound were the rope had punctured into his skin. A deep, deep, deep wound so sensitive to the touch . . . . . . . .
. . . . the touch of the demon that remained standing.
"You gave your word!" Ciel yelled as he took his cane up from the ground and tried to jab his butler in the chest.
With quick reflex, he avoided the infliction of a new wound . . . . .
The new wound, would be the first in years . . . . the last one had been from the collar days . . .
"You can not become, what you can not control" he tried to persuade.
"THAT'S NOT IT!" shouted Phantomhive "How was I suppose to expect this? You said that you had a test for me. Now I came to pass it, and what do you do? You starve me!
"I had to see if you could handle . . . " the demon explained.
"I wouldn't expect THIS!" he screamed.
"Sometimes the test come, and we don't expect it. If you . . ." Sebastian stopped talking, as he saw his master leave the room in a violent rage. Everything was thrown and turned over. Inwardly, the butler from hell sighed, as he knew that he would have to clean it up later.
Work in the household went on as usual . . . .
The garden was destroyed. (Sebastian saved it) *planted new ones*
The tea sets were broken into pieces. (Sebastian saved it) *ordered new ones*
The dinner was burnt. (Sebastian saved it) *quickly prepared something else*
His master was missing, but then again, his master was so spoilt and selfish, only thinking of himself . . . .
The cake was made, for the happy occasion that was Ciel's birthday.
Ciel did not come back that night . . . .
Sebastian was left with a small, yet extremely delicious and well decorated birthday cake.
The demon, ran his white gloved hand through his silky charcoal hair.
"well I guess this cake is going to go to waste . . . " he whisper as he sighed once more for the day, before lightly scooping up the frosting with his finger.
He licked its contents, as it melted and ran over his hand . . .
"So this is what humans like so much?. I can't see why. . . ." he finished as he heard a voice say-
"That's not the only thing you will be tasting tonight . . . " said the young blue haired earl as he leaned off the side of the door frame.
He then went and walked over to Sebastian with a smirk planted on his pale face.
"Do you see what I am? What I want? What I need?" letting the questions race off his tongue so easily.
The demon gave him a glance . . . then a second one . . . then a nervous one . . .
He saw it! and could not believe his eyes . . . well Ciel's eyes . . .
They were crimson RED! Like his own. He was stunted, but quickly retracted as he replied.
"How did you become a demon?" Sebastian glared.
"Does it matter? so long as I am ." Ciel answered back smartly.
The demon decided to get information by instilling regret into his master, "And what a shame. To think, when I turned you into a demon, I planned to let you keep your eye color . . . "
"The colour of my eyes may have changed, but the colour of my heart hasn't" he responded as he corner his butler into the wall.
Younger was stronger in the demon world . . . Sebastian was no fool . . . he had his back against the wall, and a demon in front.
Both shoulders were taken into a tight grip, and the demon bared the pain. Ciel continued to squeeze Sebastian's shoulders with so much force, that the crunching of his bones could be heard.
The sharp pain finally shot through Sebastian.
Then Ciel released his grip . . .
and the demon fell onto his knees breathing wildly. For the first time in his life, he found himself in a position of being . . . . . .
"This is why YOU can not be a demon" he went on, as he used his butler's words against him.
"Do you see how this feels? . . . Do you see how powerful I am now?" he chuckled under his breath.
"Do you see how it feels now? I am more powerful than YOU now! I can now give the orders, and reinforce them" he continued as he kicked Sebastian in the face, and sent him flying across the room.
"Now you are as light as silver ware, and twice as strong. So don't think you can beat me . . ." the young earl said confidently with a victorious smile . . . . .
Should it Continue?