PP12: Special thanks to Mermaid Monster and the rest of you readers for reviewing :) Special guest for this chapter, here's a little hint: Roses are...
The sunlight shone through the window of the hospital room, seeping through the gaps of the surrounding curtains of the sleeping teenager. As soon as the light hit her eyelids she awoke without the slightest yawn, stretching her arms and feeling quite refreshed. She looked at her plastered leg with a smile when she saw the written messages from her parents, and smiled even more when she heard a tired groan from Ciel who was waking up.
"Wakey-wakey," she sang happily, causing Ciel to groan louder and with more irritation. The teenager giggled at how adorable he sounded.
"You should sleep for longer periods," she heard him grumble drowsily.
The girl pretended to pout. "Aw, poor little Ciel, and I thought people were so much happier after they slept-"
"Alright, first of all," Ciel groused with clear firmness in his tone, "I am not little, and secondly don't think that I am pleased about you being my roommate, because I'm not."
"Oh Ciel!" the teenager cried, throwing her hand to her forehead theatrically, "Why must you wound me with such words?"
He rolled his eye. "You're a lunatic."
"And you're adorable," she beamed, knowing it would annoy him even more. She was startled for a moment when she heard the door unlock and the sound of footsteps treading upon the smooth floor and approaching near her bed. The shielding curtains gave way when they were swung by Sebastian, greeting her with a genuine smile.
"I see you rested well," he said, causing the girl to become nervous all over again. She noticed how the morning light glowing behind him made the doctor look more radiant and handsome…
No! Bad Honey! Stop that!
She nodded and returned the smile. Sebastian went in the direction of Ciel's bed and opened the curtains, and instantly was welcomed by a pillow that hurdled at his face. The girl quickly placed her hand over her mouth to stifle her laughter. Her giggles softened as she observed Sebastian with slight disappointment that he was no longer wearing the rose, but of course, the faint blush upon her face could not go away. She gasped after remembering the previous night and shyly looked at her hands.
"Uh...hey...doctor…"
Sebastian looked at her inquiringly. "Yes?"
"I….I never really got to thank-"
"BASSY! Where are you my deeaaar?"
She jumped with fright once a loud squeal erupted from outside the room. Sebastian sighed with aggravation. Ciel did nothing however a glimmer of irritation was noticeable in his visible eye. The door suddenly burst open so vehemently that it slammed against the wall, possibly leaving a dint, and someone with long flowing red hair entered the room in a very flamboyant manner. He was fully dressed in red; even his glasses were sporting the colour red.
"What a dull room this is," he said, dramatically flicking his hair, "It's so plain and white; it needs a flash of red! And – oh!"
His smile formed into a huge shark-toothed grin when he saw Sebastian.
"Bassy! There you are! I've found you!"
The teenager lifted an eyebrow.
Bassy? What kind of name is that, a name someone gives to a dog?
Sebastian moved just in time before the ecstatic bundle of red could leap into his arms, his face meeting the floor instead. The girl glanced at Ciel who just sighed, knowing what was going to come.
"How could you!" the red-haired man whined as he got on his hands and knees. He slowly rose to his feet and looked yearningly at Sebastian with a bruise formed on his face. "I came all this way to get treatment and this is how you greet a woman?"
The teenager grew utterly confused. Did I hear that correctly or did he just call himself a woman?
"If I must remind you again," Sebastian replied with an annoyed grimace at him, "There is nothing wrong with you, although there is a mental congress upstairs that would be more than happy to let you join."
"Such a cruel heart you have!" the red-haired man moaned, though rather than an unhappy moan it sounded more like….a roused moan.
"Though you are so torturously stiff, I simply can't look away from your brooding eyes, my darling! I get shivers every time I see you in that lab coat Bassy!" He leaned closer to his face puckering his lips. "Now how about a kiss?"
"Grell Sutcliff!"
Madame Red furiously shouted his name as she marched through the door and grabbed his arm. "Cease this idiocy and stop bothering the patients before you give them a headache!"
Grell freed himself from her grasp. "I'm not leaving until I get my treatment, especially from my dear Bassy!"
"I'm not your anything." Sebastian decided to distract himself by fixing the position of the teenager's bed, whose curiosity was growing much stronger. She leant towards him to whisper.
"Um….who is that? Do you know him?"
Sebastian sighed but forced a smile. "Regrettably yes, he is a frequent visitor, though he has a horrible habit of unnecessarily walking in whenever he wants to."
"So to put it frankly, basically he's a pest," Ciel replied.
Grell made an offended gasp. "How dare you brat! I am nothing but a lover journeying through the tangled labyrinth of love, and Sebastian is my awaiting prince."
"You're joking right?"
All eyes went on the teenager and she pointed like an arrow at the man dressed in red.
"You. You're a man, correct?"
Grell paused and his face fell for a moment before he dramatically rolled his eyes, a huff escaping his lips.
"Oh please! Don't be absurd!" he exclaimed with what was attempted to be a feminine act, "I am a woman of course, isn't it obvious?"
The teenager at first gave him a puzzled look, but then shrugged.
"Whatever you say, but I was more convinced that you were a melodramatic homosexual," she said matter-of-factly. Grell flicked his hair.
"Hmph! Say that if you wish, but my looks are clearly fit for a female. No-one else can pull it off like I can-"
"Alright, I'll stop you there for a moment," she interrupted. The narrowing eyes of the red-head did not go unnoticed but she continued. "So yeah, I apologise if this sounds like an insult to you, but if you were trying to make an impersonation of a woman then I'm afraid you have beyond failed at that. No offence or anything."
The room was filled with stunned silence. After a couple of quiet seconds, the colour of Grell's face turned into the shade of his hair, not out of embarrassment, but out of anger.
"That witch! She just insulted me!" he screeched and prepared to lunge at her until Madame Red hauled him back. The teenager yelped with shock and raised her hands defensively.
"Okay! You're a woman! I'm sorry! I said no offence! Just don't kill me please!"
Grell growled at her with his shark-teeth but Madame Red hit him irately, eyeing him dangerously.
"Stop tormenting the poor girl and let the patients be. You're coming with me."
Before she could drag him out the door, Grell escaped her clutch and became the centre of attention in the centre of the hospital room.
"Never! I shall never leave my sweet Bassy if he is the one to cure me!" he shouted as he modelled ridiculous poses and leapt and twirled across the room. "You see, I have the illness of the mind and the heart!"
"You certainly have the illness of the mind," Sebastian remarked coldly.
"And the only way to cure it is with a passionate kiss! So pay up handsome," Grell grinned, tapping his cheek and batting his eyelids. Sebastian ignored him even though Grell kept nearing closer and closer to him, tediously invading his personal space. Ciel couldn't take any more patience.
"How long is this bloody loon going to be here?" the boy groused.
"Not for much longer," Madame Red answered with a piercing glare at Grell, "If he would kindly stop being an idiot and follow me. Now."
With that, she forcefully pulled him away from Sebastian causing a startled squeal to come out of his mouth. Glancing at the doctor and the patients with an apologetic look, she started heading for the door lugging Grell behind her.
"W-wait! What are you doing? I haven't even got my treatment yet!"
"Another word about your so-called 'treatment' and you'll be pulled by your hair!"
"You wouldn't da- Ow! No! Not my beautiful hair! Ow! Oh, farewell my love! I shall return to you someday!"
"Be quiet already."
The teenager watched with a speechless expression as Madame Red yanked Grell's long locks and soon the two in red disappeared from the room. Her jaw fell open and her mind swam in dumbfound.
What. The. Hell.
Sebastian though looked relieved that he was gone, and so did Ciel. The teenager figured they knew him well and felt a load of pity for them. Sebastian turned to the flabbergasted girl with a refreshed smile.
"Well then, now that that's over with, perhaps it is a good time we get you out of bed, eh?"
She widened her eyes and later furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "Okay, but how exactly is that going to work?"
"With this," the doctor explained as he wheeled in a wheelchair and stopped it beside her bed. "Since you are not quite ready to be equipped with stilts, this will be easier for you to move about until your leg is fully healed."
The teenager gawked at the grey wheelchair that was a couple inches lower from where she was laying, and she looked back at Sebastian with inquisitiveness and yet more confusion in her eyes.
"But how do I get down from here?"
At this Sebastian smirked. The teenager suddenly became nervous when he began unclipping the straps that held the bandaged limb in place, and winced as he cautiously lowered it so both her legs were straight.
"Terribly sorry," he apologised.
"Oh no, it's fine. But one question though… are you gonna…." the girl questioned although she instantly figured out how she was going to be placed on the wheelchair when he removed her blanket and swiftly moved beside her.
"Will you allow me to move you?" Sebastian asked politely.
The teenager felt like she was facing doom because she could not hide her uncompromising blush that formed immediately, and she couldn't easily turn away from him since he had his eyes locked on her like a scope. For a moment she forgot how to speak.
"Honey?"
"Uh- yes! I-I mean, sure! I mean…" she stuttered nervously, releasing an embarrassed sigh. "Go ahead."
Sebastian was silently speechless for a minute, and then he smiled. Slowly he wrapped his arm around her back and he guided his hand beneath her legs. The contact caused millions of butterflies to flutter in her stomach.
"Alright, up we go," he said as he cautiously lifted her in his arms and placed her on the wheelchair, adjusting her leg whilst smiling with amusement at her. The girl couldn't deny she was blushing.
Stupid blush! Go away!
"My, you seem flustered all of a sudden," he chuckled, causing the girl to widen her eyes in mortification. Her sub-conscious meanwhile constantly kept ordering her to pull it together and stop making such a huge deal about it like some silly romanticist.
But…he's so….
"Hey, quit daydreaming, will you?"
The teenager snapped out of her thoughts when she heard Ciel speaking.
"I-I wasn't daydreaming!" she stammered trying to look natural as possible, switching her attention to the window. Sebastian checked his watch and stood up.
"We still have time before I am due for another patient," he alleged, "So how about we give that wheelchair a test run around the hospital? You might meet a few people along the way."
The teenage girl gasped with excitement.
"You mean, like a tour, right?"
He smiled. "Of course. I would be more than happy to escort you myself, if that's alright with you."
"Sure, I don't mind," she responded with at last a successful effort to sound normal while her mind was busy hollering with happiness and joy.
Yes! Yes! YES!
PP12: Because everyone loves a tour from Sebastian, right? Hehe