Author's Note

So my friend has asked me to go and grab a bunch of movies from my work (I work at a DVD rental store and I get DVDs and games for free during the week) for when I go to her house tomorrow with a bunch of friends. However, I'm waiting for a new couch to arrive and I can't actually leave my house until it's here. u.u So you guys get more chapters while I wait. Yaaaay!
Song recommendations are; Date Rape by Sublime (or anything by them, really) and the Ding Dong Song by Günther because it's hilarious. C: Also, I'm going to try and give you guys two chapters per day to make up for lost time.

Sebastian was happier than he could remember being in a while, all thanks to the Exorcist. Okay, so Grell helped a little, but the man didn't want to admit that because the red-head would find out somehow. Ciel was now, at the very least, speaking to him on a regular basis, and occasionally Sebastian would give the younger man a small kiss on the cheek. It earned him a stern glare from the blue-eyed man, but nothing else. Surely this was some progress.

'Hey Ciel,' the man smiled, making Ciel feel just a little wary. Sebastian had been smiling far too much for his liking recently. 'Maybe you'd like to go with me to Grell's today? He said Undertaker has a new desert and that Bard has finally stopped using a flamethrower to cook.'

'He used a what!' Ciel looked at the man incredulously. Was a flamethrower really what had made the place smell just a little like ash all the time? Sebastian laughed and nodded, 'yes a flamethrower. Now do you want to come or not?'

'Well… okay,' Ciel shrugged, 'but it's not a date!'

'Aww, you two are dating now?' Grell asked, sitting opposite Sebastian and Ciel. The younger frowned and looked down at his slice of cake as Sebastian chuckled. The red-head gave a loud sigh, looking at Ciel wistfully, 'if only I could be sitting there.'

'If you want this spot it's yours' Ciel replied. He was trapped between the window and Sebastian; no escape from this humiliation now. Why did he have to agree to come here? Grell raised a brow as Ciel pushed his cake away and covered his face with his hands.

'You okay?'

'Yes, just dying inside. I'll be fine.'

'Well, even if you don't like it, at least you're safe with big, mean Sebastian here,' the red-head whispered, frowning a little and Ciel looked up, obviously confused.

'What are you talking about? Safe? With him?' he hissed, brows furrowing a little and Sebastian held back a laugh.

'Better Sebastian than Mr. Chamber behind you. He's been coming in more often; ever since the first time you were here,' Grell winked at Ciel and got up out of the booth, 'well, back to work!' Ciel frowned as Grell left, and rested his head in his hands.

'Great, more perverts,' he muttered and Sebastian chuckled a little.

'Eat your cake already. It's expensive here, you know.'

'What's wrong?' Sebastian asked, sitting on the couch next to Ciel. The young man looked so upset, and Sebastian knew he hadn't done anything to upset him.

'Well I'm stuck with one pervert and I have another one after me, what do you think is wrong?' he snapped moodily, and Sebastian's brows furrowed. Why was Ciel only upset about this now? It made very little sense, but he supposed that being cooped up in a house against your will was enough to piss anyone off after a while.

'Did you want to go anywhere tomorrow?'

'Tomorrow's Monday, you have work,' Ciel snorted, curling up on the couch, trying to take up as much of it as possible. Sebastian smiled softly, leaning over the young man and giving him a kiss on the cheek.

'I don't have to go to work; I am the boss you know. Plus it's all boring paperwork, I'd much rather spend the day with you.'

'Maybe I don't want to spend the day with you,' Ciel replied, a small blush on his face and he frowned at Sebastian.

'But I have all the money. What're you going to do without money, watch crappy day-time television?'

'Maybe I will!' Sebastian sighed and wrapped his arms around Ciel who squirmed a little.

'Well, I'm going to spend the day with you tomorrow as punishment for taking over my couch.'

'Yeah, because this isn't punishment enough,' the younger man retorted, trying to free himself from the hug, but Sebastian just held on tighter. Ciel groaned; tomorrow was not going to be fun at all.

P.S.

It's what you get for taking over the couch. :c You should just be thankful Aleister didn't get you.
Also, does anyone else think that Alois looks like Viscount of Druitt, or is that just me?