Sorry for the wait guys! I've had writers block and I've also been drawing a lot lately, so…
Anyway, please enjoy this chapter! And please review! It seriously seems like the only way to get reviews is to ask for them, which I think is rather disappointing. So review, and I should hopefully update quicker!
On with the story!
Kakashi woke early the next morning, a habit of his that he refused to break in such a strange, new environment. The sun had barely crested over the horizon, and warm orange light flowed into his room through a gap in the curtains. He cracked an eye open for a short while, taking in the room once again, before settling down into his pillows and feigning sleep just in case someone decided to come knocking at his door.
Although he seriously doubted his act would fool a certain butler that probably wasn't human.
Almost as if there mere thought of the man could summon him, there was a knock on his door, which then opened moments later without waiting for a reply. Foolishly hoping that the butler wouldn't disturb him if he was still sleeping, he didn't bother opening his eyes or making any sign that he was awake. When he didn't hear any footsteps moving around the room he thought that he had actually fooled the butler, but that thought was crushed instantly after it had appeared when he felt cool lips descent over his own.
Eyes snapping open he saw glowing, crimson eyes a hairs breath away from his own, staring down at him. Before he had the chance to try and move out of the way, strong hands latched onto his biceps, holding him firmly in place. He felt weight settle on the bed on either side of his legs, and realised that Sebastian was kneeling above him, preventing any chance of escape that he might have.
Regardless of that, he still squirmed and thrashed, trying to break free, but to no avail. All that he managed to do was get himself tangled in the sheets, and have Sebastian's tongue worm its way into his mouth. Sebastian pressed his body closer, his hair falling in Kakashi's face, brushing against his cheeks and sending shudders down the jonin's spine. He tried to back away, but only ended up pressing himself further into the mattress, and now had Sebastian sitting on his hips, their chest only inches apart.
When the butler finally pulled away, Kakashi turned his head sharply to the side, not wanting to look the dark haired man in the eye. Sebastian released his arms and leaned back, but didn't get off his hips. Kakashi raised an arm and wiped his mouth off on the back of his hand, trying to will away the blush that was threatening to creep over his cheeks. Above him he heard Sebastian chuckle softly.
"Why the hell do you keep doing that?" he growled, sitting up and crawling across the bed, away from the butler.
"Enjoyment? The satisfaction of seeing your blushing face?" he suggested, the damn smirk never leaving his lips.
"Yeah right," Kakashi muttered angrily.
"You want me to tell you the real reason?" Sebastian asked quietly, getting off the bed and straightening out his jacket.
"No, I want you to keep lying to me and molesting my face," Kakashi said, his voice utterly dripping with sarcasm.
That made the butler chuckle again. The dark haired man said nothing for a few moments, choosing instead to cross the room and pull open the curtains. The view was revealed to be of the buildings across the road, nothing that Kakashi found particularly interesting, so he returned his attention to the butler.
"You understand that I heal considerably faster than you do, correct?" Sebastian asked slowly after a few minutes of silence.
"…Yeah," the ninja replied after a moment or two of thinking.
"Due to that, I can accelerate your healing by transferring my bodily fluids to you, hence the kissing. This transfers saliva between the two of us."
Kakashi stared at the other man, blinking several times. "That is disgusting."
Sebastian's smirk grew wider. "Then I suppose you won't appreciate learning that I also add my blood when I cook red meat for you?"
"I'm not eating anything you give me anymore," Kakashi said with a shudder. "That's just…seriously…eew. Don't tell me that you also…you know…" The ninja gestured at Sebastian's groin absently, looking in the other direction.
"Semen? No, I have not resorted to that."
"Thank god," Kakashi breathed. What Sebastian was telling him was making him nauseous.
"And I'm afraid that if you want to heal quicker, then you will be in need of my assistance. Which means you will have to eat, and we will have to kiss." There was a certain smugness in the way he spoke that made his skin crawl.
"Isn't there any other way? You know, without what you're already doing?" Kakashi sighed. He needed fresh air, and water. Maybe some bread. That was probably the only thing he would be eating from now on.
"There is a way that doesn't involve you ingesting my blood, but you may not appreciate the idea," Sebastian said, crossing the room to open the closet and start pulling out some clothes for the ninja to wear.
"I'm up for anything at the moment," the white haired man replied.
"Sexual intercourse would be the most effective-."
"Enough! I don't want to hear anything else," Kakashi said, holding his hands up in defeat. "I'm going outside."
"Do you require any assistance?" Sebastian said, moving to his side and offering an arm.
"No. I do not," Kakashi half-growled, shoving the butler away from him and limping to the door. He grabbed his cane from the foot of the bed as he passed it and shuffled quickly out the room and down the hallway, heading for the stairs.
The house around him was almost completely silent – not that he expected anyone to be awake at this time of day. The only sounds were of the house itself creaking as the sun warmed the building and it started expanding. Cautioning a glance over his shoulder, he was pleased to see that the butler had decided against following him, and he was very much alone in the carpeted hallway. Letting out sigh of relief, he continued towards the stairs, his pace quickening slightly in his eagerness to get outside.
When he did reach the top of the stairs, he paused, glancing back down the hallway. With his sensitive hearing, he could have sworn that he heard movement from the room behind him. He knew that it wasn't the room that Ciel was using – he'd seen Sebastian moving the boy's things into a room deeper into the building. And he also knew that Sebastian wasn't in that room – the door hadn't opened.
Following his gut, he silently approached the door, tightening his grip on his cane. Pressing his ear against the painted wood, he listened intently for any sounds on the other side. There was silence for a few moments, then he heard a faint scraping noise and a muffled curse. Frowning, he pulled back from the door slightly; just enough to allow him to ease the door open and slip inside the room.
A cautionary first glance told him that the room was empty, and that there were no other doors that lead into it. What he did see was several curtained windows lining the wall, and the side of the house that he was on didn't face the street – it overlooked the small garden behind the building. Narrowing his eyes he crept towards the window closest to him, and, upon reaching it, carefully lifted the edge of the heavy fabric that was shielding the glass.
He saw nothing to begin with, but from the corner of his eye, an ever-so-slight movement caught his attention. Turning his head slowly so as not to draw attention to himself, he faced the place where the movement came from. Much to his surprise, he saw a man scaling the side of the building, dressed completely in black, a knife attached to his belt. As he watched, the man's foot slipped on the smooth brick and he fumbled to catch himself before he fell, cursing under his breath again.
When he saw the man pause and start counting the number of windows he's passed, Kakashi ducked out of view and hurried out of the room. It was of no surprise to him why that man was climbing around on the outside of a building; he himself had done it enough times. Ducking out of the room, hr hobbled as fast as he could towards Ciel's room, knowing that that was where the man in black was headed.
Luckily for him, the Earl's room was only two doors down from the room he was currently in, and it only took him a moment to reach the door he needed. As he grasped the handle and it began to turn, he heard the tell-tale creak of window opening inside the room. Following habit, he entered the room as quickly as he could, opening the door the barest amount possible as he did, and dropping his cane before he went in.
Silently shutting the door behind him, he crept around the dark edges of the room, ducking behind a large chest of drawers when one of the curtains shifted and light momentarily flooded the room. From behind the curtain, a pair of feet softly hit the carpeted floor, and soon after the man Kakashi had seen outside stepped into view. He pulled his head out of sight as the man glanced around the room
Only when he heard muffled footsteps did the jonin dare to poke his head out of hiding once again. He saw the man slowly approaching the large, four-poster bed where the young Earl lay sleeping. With the man's attention focused on his target, Kakashi was able to creep out from behind the draws to hide at the foot of the bed. He paused for a moment to make sure he wasn't seen, then crawled under the bed, towards the approaching feet. As he watched, the feet steadily came closer and closer, before finally stopping just in front of the bed.
"Time to die, Queen's Dog," the man muttered from somewhere above him.
Without hesitating for a moment, Kakashi lunged forward, grabbing the man's ankles and pulling them sharply towards him. The man cried out as his feet were suddenly pulled out from beneath him, and he landed on his back with a heavy thud that knocked the air out of his lungs. With another dull thud, the knife hit the ground beside him. While the man was still stunned, Kakashi dived out from under the bed, landing on top of the stranger and pinning him to the floor. Having regained his senses, the man struggled and thrashed in the ninja's grip, but Kakashi only held on tighter, managing to flip the man onto his side and pinning his arms behind his back with one hand. When the man still continued to thrash around, Kakashi grabbed the knife from where it had fallen and pressed it against the stranger's cheek.
"Stop moving. Now," Kakashi growled icily, putting as much venom into his voice as he could muster. Seeing how close the blade of the knife was to his eye, the man swallowed and nodded slightly, his entire body going ridged.
"My, my. Your skills are quiet impressive, aren't they?"
Kakashi frowned and glanced over his shoulder, seeing Sebastian standing a few feet away from him, the Earl standing behind him, an impassive look covering his features. Clearly this was something the boy was used to.
"Care to give me a hand? Or are you just going to stand there and look?" Kakashi muttered, squeezing the man's wrist when he felt him move.
"Of course. I shall return in a moment with some rope to bind him. Young Master, if you would accompany me to the kitchen, I shall prepare you some tea. You will also be safer there, should anyone else attempt to break in," Sebastian said with a bow. He then turned on his heel and ushered Ciel out of the room with him, and soon the house was silent again, save for the heavy breathing of the man Kakashi was pressing into the floor.
Still holding him in place, Kakashi rearranged himself so that he was now sitting on the man's lower back, holding both of his arms twisted behind his back with one hand. He kept the knife pressed against the man's cheek, and pressed it harder whenever the man so much as twitched. They stayed like this for almost twenty minutes until Sebastian returned, a coil of heavy rope thrown over his shoulder.
Kakashi waited until the butler was at his side before dropping the knife within arm's reach and grabbing both the man's wrists so that Sebastian could tie them together. He sat back slightly to give the other man enough space, and once Sebastian was in control of the situation he climbed off the man and retrieved his cane from where he had dropped it in the hallway.
Now that the adrenalin was beginning to wear off, he was starting to feel the pain from putting strain on his still healing wounds. His arm felt fine, but his abdomen and knees were aching and he wanted nothing more than a hot bath to soothe his aches and pains. Glancing back into the room, he saw that Sebastian had finished tying up the man's wrists and was now dragging him out of the room by his collar. Before he could slip away, Sebastian grabbed his arm and guided him down the hallway with him.
When they reached the stairs, Sebastian had to release his grip on the ninja so that he could throw the man over his shoulder to carry him down. The butler then indicated for him to head down first, and Kakashi's chance at escape was gone again. Once at the bottom of the stairs Sebastian took him by the wrist and together they headed towards the kitchen. Inside, Ciel was sitting at the large table in the middle of the room, sipping tea from an elegant looking porcelain teacup.
"The culprit, Young Master,' Sebastian said with a bow, dropping the man gracelessly onto the hard, concrete floor.
"Thank you Sebastian. Go put him somewhere where he can't bother us for a while. We shall question him later," Ceil said nonchalantly, waving him off without bothering to look at him.
"Of course, sir. I know just the place." And, with another bow, Sebastian dragged the man out of the room.
"I would like to offer my thanks to you, Mr Hatake. I hate to say it, but if Sebastian had been the one to stop that man, he would have left it to the last moment, if only for dramatic effect if nothing else," the boy said, looking at him without turning his head.
"It's no problem," Kakashi replied. An awkward silence grew between the two of them for a few minutes before Sebastian returned, a pleased smirk on his face.
"Now Sebastian, I wish to get dressed,' Ciel said, sliding off his seat and heading out of the kitchen.
"Of course, my Young Lord," Sebastian nodded, following the boy out of the room and presumably back up the stairs.
"Yeah, no worries. I'll just stay here and do my own thing, shall I?" Kakashi muttered darkly, walking out of the kitchen as fast as he could with his aching limbs.
By the time he reached the main hall, there was no sign of the boy or the butler. Clearly they were already upstairs and hadn't bothered to see if he was coming. Grumbling unhappily he started up the stairs, his knees practically groaning in protest under the strain. He was definitely going to have a long, hot bath sometime today.
At the top of the stairs, he paused, allowing his body some respite before walking the final stretch of hallway that lead to his room. He practically collapsed onto the bed when he reached it, humming happily at the comfort the mattress offered. He lay on his stomach for a while, letting him mind wander. After a while, once the sun had risen far enough to warm his back, he rolled off the bed and hobbled over to his closet, pulling out a pair of pants and a clean, crisp white shirt.
Tossing the clean clothes onto the bed he stripped out of his sleeping pants and kicked them off his feet, leaving them where they fell on the floor. He sat on the bed when he pulled on the new pants – it was easier on his aching back and he didn't have to put as much pressure on his knees. He had to stand again to button the fly, and once that was done, he leaned back, stretching his muscles and letting out a sigh of relief.
Straightening up, he unbuttoned the shirt of the pyjamas just enough that he could pull it over his head. The shirt joined the pants on the floor. He turned towards the bed so he could grab the white shirt, but before he could, long arms encircled his waist and pulled him against a strong chest. His breath caught in his throat when he felt a chin rest on his shoulder, and saw black hair and pale skin out of the corner of his eye.
"You did well this morning," Sebastian said quietly, his breath ghosting over the ninja's cheek. "You have my gratitude for saving my Young Master."
"The kid already thanked me," Kakashi said, trying to pull himself out of the butler's arms, but his grip was like iron.
"I realise that. However, I would like to thank you myself…in another way."