Kakashi immediately felt himself blushing fiercely at the words the damned butler had just breathed seductively into his ear. "No thanks," he said too quickly, his voice coming out at an unnatural pitch.
"I'm not so sure," Sebastian whispered, his breath ghosting over Kakashi's skin and making him shiver. "I have several things in mind that I'm sure you will appreciate."
"But you see, I don't think that," Kakashi said, trying squirm out of Sebastian's grip. "I really would-."
"I was thinking," Sebastian continued, ignoring every word the ninja had said, and seemingly not at all bothered by his attempts at escape. "Perhaps you would appreciate a long, relaxing hot bath, and having the doctor remove these unnecessary bandages. Also if you a feeling up to it, I was thinking…"
"Whatever you were about to say, don't. The rest of it…I should be okay with that," Kakashi said, cutting the butler off before he had the chance to possibly voice something the ninja had no interest in hearing.
Sebastian chuckled into his ear. "Are you sure? Absolutely positive? You know what I can do for you, how I can make you feel…" the dark haired man trailed off with a whisper, nipping the top of Kakashi's ear.
"Yes! Yes! Absolutely positive! Stop talking damn it!" Kakashi ground out, squirming furiously as he vainly continued to attempt escape.
"You're going to aggravate your wounds if you keep thrashing about like a mad man," Sebastian said, drawing his head back but not releasing his grip.
"Really? In that case, you should let me go," Kakashi said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"But then you might escape," the butler said thoughtfully.
"I promise I won't run away," Kakashi replied blandly, ceasing his struggles and going limp in the other mans arms.
"Perhaps I should put a leash on you…" Sebastian muttered thoughtfully, making the ninja go stiff as a board.
"No way! That's a ridiculous idea! Let me go you damn bastard!" Kakashi growled, grabbing one of the butler's arms and trying to pry it away from his body.
"You are so very easy to rile up," Sebastian said with a laugh as his arms loosened enough for Kakashi to break free and scramble to the other side of the room. "It is far too entertaining to put into words. I shall call the doctor, and have him see to you as soon as possible. Good day, Mr Hatake."
And with a solemn bow, the dark haired butler left the room.
"I hate that man," Kakashi muttered grimly.
As promised, there was a doctor knocking at the door not even an hour later, and Kakashi was ushered into one of the more secluded sitting rooms at the back of the house to meet with him. Once he was settled, the doctor was brought in, and Sebastian left them. The doctor was different from the one who had first seen to Kakashi, and he didn't ask any questions about his injuries, only told him to remove his clothes do he could assess the damage.
The ninja did as he was told, first removing his shirt so the doctor could carefully cut away the bandages that were wrapped tightly around his chest. The silent inspection was over after a few minutes, and the doctor had carefully removed his stitches. After giving an affirmative nod, Kakashi pulled his shirt back on and striped out of his pants. Once again everything went smoothly and soon enough his stitches had been taken out and his pants were back on.
Still completely silent, the doctor then unwrapped the bandages from around his head, checking the cut on his forehead and completely ignoring the scar on his left eye. Kakashi strongly suspected that this doctor was being paid a hefty amount to keep his mouth shut, especially since the ninja could see the questions swarming through the man's eyes. When the doctor noticed Kakashi looking at him, he cleared his throat and turned his attention to the cast on his arm.
The doctor moved his fingers around a bit and tested the mobility in his shoulder, then carefully slid a flat bar of metal under the cast. He then proceeded to remove a small saw from his bag, which he positioned against Kakashi's cast. Raising an eyebrow, but not saying a word, Kakashi watched the doctor slowly and carefully start to saw into the plaster covering his arm. Once the saw blade started scraping against the metal, the doctor removed the metal and slid it back under the cast on the other side of his arm.
Soon enough the cast had been completely cut away and fresh air was finally reaching his limb. Looking at his arm while the doctor assessed him, he realised that the skin where the cast had been was quite pale and slightly wrinkled because he had been sweating slightly under the cast while wearing it. The doctor carefully flexed his fingers, then his elbow and finally his wrist, moving the joints around carefully and asking if he felt any pain. Telling him no, the doctor nodded and told him to take it easy for a while and not strain his arm just in case.
At that moment, there was a knock on the door and Sebastian came in to see how they were going. The doctor, informing the butler that he was done, shook both their hands and with a curt nod, saw himself out of the room. As soon as the coast was clear, Sebastian moved to Kakashi's side and wrapped an arm around the ninja's waist, pressing himself against Kakashi's body.
"So I take it that everything is in order?" he asked, glancing down at Kakashi's arm.
"Yeah, everything's fine," Kakashi said, leaning away from the other man slightly.
"Very good. And the timing is impeccable; I have just drawn a bath for you, and the water will still be hot. I also took the liberty of adding some bath salts that will help you relax and ease the stress from your muscles," Sebastian said in a low voice, leaning closer as Kakashi tried to get away from him.
"Great. Thanks. Just tell me where to go and I can take care of myself," he said quickly, ducking out of the butler's arms and crossing the room quickly.
Sebastian smirked and approached him again, stopping a few feet away so that Kakashi didn't run again. "Follow me," he said, turning on his heel and striding out of the room. After a few seconds he heard Kakashi follow him. The two men trekked up the stairs and down the hallway, passing Kakashi's room and instead entering a different room a few doors down. The butler opened the door and stepped back, waving the ninja inside. Steam had billowed out of the room the moment the door had been opened, and when Kakashi stepped in, he could barely see through the thick haze of steam for a few moments until it had somewhat cleared.
Inside he saw a large claw-foot bathtub sitting beneath a large window that overlooked the back garden. Off to one side was a large mirror, with a sink and vanity below it. There was a large pile of fluffy white towels on the vanity, and on the other side of the sink was a collection of soaps and scrubs of various colours and probably scents. On the other side of the room was a wooden chair and a matching footstool.
Glancing over his shoulder, he saw that Sebastian was patiently waiting for him to move further into the room so he could follow. Turning sharply, he grabbed the door handle and pulled it shut, slamming it in the butler's face.
"I can take care of myself," he said loudly through the wood, gripping the handle more tightly when he felt it rattle beneath his hand. "Go away."
The handle was tugged on a few more times, then he felt it be released, and heard light footsteps steadily retreat a few moments later. Once Kakashi was absolutely positive that the butler was gone, he sighed and started stripping out of his clothes as he made his way to the tub. Upon reaching the edge of the bath, he tossed his shirt aide and dipped his finger into the warm water, testing the temperature. Happy with the water, he pulled off his pants and underwear, and threw them to the floor to join his shirt before climbing into bath.
The hot water instantly helped him relax, and he groaned deeply as he lowered himself into the water. He hummed happily once his body was fully submerged and rested his head on the edge of the tub, his eyes slipping closed. He didn't usually have much of a chance to have a bath – the only times he could was when he had enough time to go to a hot spring or when one of the other shinobi from the village dragged him to one with them. Needless to say, he was having a wonderful time.
He could feel the bath salts Sebastian had mentioned helping to relax his muscles and calm his mind. Although he could feel his body trying to lull him into sleep, but his mind wouldn't allow it, not with the knowledge that he was still in a relatively unknown place surrounded by strangers. And Sebastian was somewhere in the house. He had to stay on guard for that reason alone.
An unknown amount of time had passed, and he felt far more relaxed than he could ever remember being. Regardless of how relaxed his was through, he was instantly on high alert when he heard the door open. He bolted into a sitting position, his head snapping towards the door. Unsurprisingly, he saw the dark haired butler, smirking at him from across the room.
"I said I could take care of myself," Kakashi grumbled, bringing his knees up to his chest and sinking into the water.
"Yes, I did hear you say that. However," Sebastian walked into the room and paused in front of the vanity. "I thought perhaps that you might want some assistance washing your hair and your back. This is supposed to be a day for you to relax, remember?"
Kakashi mumbled and let his face sink under the water, blowing bubbles. Sebastian seemed to take this a as yes, because he picked up one of the bottles of soap and moved to stand behind him. A gloveless hand touched his shoulder and gently pulled him back to he was once again resting against the edge of the bath. A few moments later he left hands in his hair, massaging shampoo into his scalp. Kakashi let out a hum of pleasure, tilting his head forward so Sebastian could reach the hair at the nape of his neck.
After a while the hands moved away and water was gently poured over his hair, rinsing it before Sebastian proceeded to wash his hair a second time and then clean his back and shoulders. By the time the butler was done, the water was now lukewarm, and Sebastian had moved away to get a towel. As he did that, Kakashi pulled himself to his feet, but didn't step out of the tub until Sebastian had wrapped the towel around his shoulders.
Once Kakashi was standing on the mat beside the bath, he started drying himself off. Behind him, Sebastian opened the window, rolled up his sleeve and had pulled the plug out of the tub. The dirty water slowly drained away, and while it did, the butler grabbed another towel and started drying off his legs, being surprisingly respectful by avoiding Kakashi's privates and backside. Leaving the rest to him, Sebastian hurried out of the room and returned moments later with a neat pile of clean clothes with a pair of shiny black shoes on top.
To relaxed to argue, Kakashi let himself be dressed by the butler, letting Sebastian help him step into the underwear and pants before pulling them up to his hips, but not buttoning them. He then lifted Kakashi's arms into the shirt sleeves, pulling the front of the shirt together and buttoning it, tucking the shirt into his trousers before snapping them shut too. He then clipped the suspenders on and pulled them over the ninja's shoulders.
He then guided Kakashi to the chair and indicated for him to sit. Doing so, the jonin let the butler pull socks over his feet, slip the uncomfortable shoes on and lace them securely in place. Nodding as his work, Sebastian helped Kakashi to his feet and guided him out of the room. They ended up in the dining room, pausing before they went inside.
"My Young Master has a guest, so please be polite," the butler said calmly, turning to face him. "Also, I have this for you." Reaching into his jacket, Sebastian removed an eye patch, slightly larger than Ciel's and with a wider band.
"Oh, thanks," Kakashi said, taking the item and tying it around his head, adjusting the patch so that it sat properly over his left eye. He sighed happily – it felt good to have his eye properly covered again.
"Well then, lets proceed," Sebastian said with a pleasant smile, opening the door and ushering Kakashi into the room.
Ciel's guest was a client who wanted to merge their two businesses together, as he explained once he had been introduced. They had seasoned chicken with mashed potato and salad for lunch, accompanied by a light white wine and a hazelnut sponge cake with tea for dessert. The conversation was mostly on politics, and Kakashi wasn't asked any questions, which he was thankful for – he had no idea who the Queen was, but he assumed it was a position similar to that of Hokage.
Once lunch was over, Kakashi was led to a sunroom by Sebastian, where he found the book he was currently reading and an assortment of savoury biscuits and green tea. He raised an eyebrow at Sebastian, who smirked and bowed his way out. Sitting on the heavily cushioned bench that was positioned so the sun hit it, he picked up his book and delved once again into the fascinating world of Sherlock Holmes.
Hours had passed by the time Sebastian came back to inform him that it was time for dinner, which was a good thing for the ninja – he had run out of snacks. Dinner was what Sebastian had called 'spaghetti bolognaise' and Kakashi hadn't seen anything like it before. What the butler had said was the spaghetti looked a lot like noodles, but didn't taste the same, and noodles weren't served with the strange meat and sauce mix. Regardless of the strangeness of the meal, Kakashi enjoyed it, but wasn't a fan of the red wine it had been served with.
After a chocolate pudding for dessert, they moved into the drawing room, where Ciel challenged him to a game of chess. Having never played the game, he had to be coached through it to begin with, but after realising that it was very similar to shoji, soon got the hang of it. After several games, Ciel rose to his feel and told him that he was going to bed. Kakashi bade him goodnight and the boy left the room, followed closely by his butler in black. The ninja smiled after the boy – while he didn't find his personality that appealing, and he hadn't won a single game, he'd enjoyed himself while playing against the boy.
Sighing, he got to his feel, stretching his back and shoulders before leaving the drawing room to head to bed himself. Sebastian was nowhere in sight, so he assumed that he was tucking in his young master. The thought made him chuckle to himself. He hurried past the boy's room and quickly reached the door to his own, opening the door and slipping inside silently.
Humming quietly to himself, he found his pyjamas and tossed them onto the bed, kicking off his shoes and socks together before tugging off his pants and shirt. He got stuck briefly with the suspenders, his arm getting caught in the useless item of clothing, but finally managed to get rid of his clothes so he was standing in nothing but his underwear. Turning to the bed, he leaned forward to grab the pyjamas. Before he could however, he felt a weight against his back and he was pushed onto the mattress.
Going into defence mode, he rolled onto his back and kicked out, his foot coming into contact with an arm that had successfully blocked him. Sebastian smirked, crawling onto the bed and grabbing his arm so he couldn't escape. Then, quicker than blinking, the ninja's wrists were tied to the headboard by his pyjama pants. He tugged at the fabric vainly, knowing that he wasn't strong enough to break the fabric, nor was the not going to slip.
"What the hell are you doing you bastard?" he hissed through his teeth, glaring at the man in black.
"Hmmm," Sebastian hummed in the back of his throat, raising one gloved hand and slipping it under the eye patch that the ninja wore, tugging if free and tossing it aside. "Now I finally have you," he murmured, leaning in closer, not looking away from Kakashi's sharingan.