Author's notes: Ahh still no reviews. But plenty of views, so I will keep on going! Picked up the pace this time, as Ciel and Sebastian find out what the Queen's mission will be.
Warnings: Sebaciel, a bit more heavy this time! No swearing or gore yet but there will be in later chapters.
That Butler, Entertained
Ciel's eyes widened as he read the letter.
"This is…" he gasped, crumpling the letter slightly. "Mobs of students from a prestigious school in Paris, L' Ecole Normale de Neuilly, have been attacking citizens and committing arson. The Queen believes they are being brainwashed and wishes me to investigate as there are British citizens attending this college" He sighed in aggravation, "Honestly! We have only just got back from Germany!" He noticed Sebastian still chuckling to himself and scowled,
"Enough of your pathetic snickering! It was hardly that funny!" His annoyance grew at Sebastian's still grinning face. The butler brought a hand up to cover his smile,
"Forgive me, my Lord! However I can not help but assume this will mean you'll need to go undercover again" the butler commented. The earl raised an eyebrow, wary of what his butler was thinking,
"But of course. Working undercover has aided us many times, such as with the Weston's case" Ciel wasn't sure what his butler was getting at. Sebastian started chuckling to himself as he headed for the door.
"Ah then I best call for Miss Nina to come right away" he remarked casually, causing the boy to jump up.
"W-what? Why ever would we need her for this?" exclaimed the young lord, remembering the last visit she made. The demon snickered to himself then looked over his shoulder at the earl, eyes twinkling with mischief,
"Because Ecole Normale de Neuilly is a prestigious college for young women" he replied, laughing to himself as he walked out to phone the seamstress. The earl stood in shock, the information sinking in slowly,
"W… what?!" came the eventual cry.
Sebastian chuckled as he walked; he hadn't laughed so much in centuries. Yes, he'd chosen well when he chose Ciel as a master. He proceeded to the phone and flicked through the book beside it, smiling at the thought of what his master was going to have to endure.
'Ah… I'm looking forward to it!'
The phone barely rang before it was answered with a clipped female voice,
"Yes? Who is it?" Sebastian scowled at the rude tone but put on a pleasant demeanor.
"Good morning! This is the Phantomhive estate. We have need of your services to make us some fine day dresses" he explained. Scribbling could be heard at the other end,
"Oh? Is this more presents from Lord Phantomhive to his fiancé?" the almost bored sounding voice questioned, scribbling away. Sebastian suppressed his laughter,
"Oh no, we need these for the Young Master". The scribbling stopped and there was silence until Sebastian was convinced the line had gone dead. Finally, a voice was heard,
"I'll be there within the hour!" before hanging up, leaving the butler blinking at the phone.
'Well… at least the woman is efficient' he mused as he started to prepare the Earl's mid-morning snack. As he began, a thought occurred. 'We should bring that new girl. That should keep things entertaining' he chuckled to himself and continued to work.
Ciel smiled nervously at the fashion-frenzied seamstress. Rolls of fabric lay around, slowly unravelling, along with sheets of paper with various designs. The woman seemed to be muttering to herself about muslin and crepe before turning to the young master. He froze under that almost predatory stare,
'A demon's stare is nothing on this woman's!' he steeled himself as she approached. She snapped a measuring tape between her hands,
"I need to take some measurements!" she ordered, closing in fast on the teen. Ciel felt powerless to stop her, as his shirt was practically torn off. He felt the tape measure rush over his skin, wincing at fast it seemed to fly and he noticed Sebastian's grin hidden behind a hand. He glared at the demon.
'Bastard!' he thought hard, hoping the demon could read his mind. The butler's grin only grew wider.
Satisfied, the seamstress sighed happily,
"Oh Earl! Your proportions are as lovely as ever! Still so slim! I can't wait to see how you look!" the woman spun towards her desk and started madly sketching ideas, "I'm thinking pale blue satin with navy embellishments! White lace to match the Earl's beautiful pale skin! Yes! And a lovely bonnet also in blue! It will be perfection!"
Ciel wanted the ground to swallow him up; why did this assignment have to be in a girl's school? Just what was the Queen thinking? Sebastian raised a hand,
"If I may, I think it would be prudent to try and accentuate more… feminine features so that no one questions the Young Master's gender" he continued to smile under the heated glare he was receiving.
"Feminine… features…" the seamstress repeated, "and how exactly would you like me to do this?" she waved a hand at Ciel "whilst the young Earl is certainly petite, he doesn't have curves to promote!" The demon grinned,
"Ah, that is where some creativity with fabric will be needed" he grabbed Ciel and pulled him near,
"W-what are you-?!" cried the teen, blushing at the close proximity as his butler pulled him in close. His complaints were cut short as the demon ran a hand over the earl's bare chest, Sebastian grinned at the shudder this elicited.
"Padded undergarments will help with the illusion of a forming bosom, it doesn't have to be large just the size of a young woman who has started to develop"
"B-bastard! Get your hands off me at once!" the teen struggled fruitlessly against the demon's grip. Sebastian ignored his master and let his hand travel down the curve of Ciel's hips,
"Some well-placed darting and pleats will aid with accentuating the Young Master's hips, making them more prominent. The tight corset should help pinch in this petite waist as well" He smirked at how the earl was shivering at these light touches and that Ciel's struggling had stopped. He let his hand slip lower and backwards, causing the boy to gasp,
"And finally a bustle should assist with giving the Young Master a more obvious rear-"
"Yes! Yes! I can see it now!" cried Miss Nina passionately, snatching Ciel before Sebastian's hand could make it to the boy's rear. She held an arm up, stars dancing in her eyes as she imagined the dresses, and clutched the earl close
"Beautiful curves formed on this petite frame! It will look magnificent!" she gushed, oblivious to the glares from the demon or the bright red earl. She released Ciel and began to madly sketch again, rambling to herself.
Ciel breathed in a shaky breath, regaining his composure, and scowled at his butler. However, it didn't have its usual ferocity behind it. He chose to look away instead, cheeks still glowing,
"There was no need to demonstrate! A simple explanation would've done!" the boy snapped, turning away. Sebastian grinned,
"Ah but Young Master, actions speak louder than words! I feel that by pointing out the areas, Miss Nina was able to fully grasp the design suggestions I had in mind" the butler's voice sounded so innocent and casual, causing the boy to growl.
"Perverted demon!" he spat.
Finally, the end of the day came and they waved off Miss Nina with the promise of the clothes being ready within a week. Ciel sighed heavily, tired from having to put up with being a play thing for the mad fashionista and Sebastian's source of amusement. He turned towards the house,
"I think I shall retire early Sebastian. I feel quite… drained…" the teen sighed again, exhaustion showing. Sebastian felt almost sorry for his young master; he bowed slightly,
"As you wish, my Lord"
'This mission is going to be hell' the Earl mused, a pained look on his face.
'This mission is going to be quite fun' his demon thought, beaming to himself.
Sure enough, the week flashed by. Rachel was introduced and became an efficient housekeeper, the trio of servants continued to break, bash and blow things up and Ciel felt his mood become darker and darker. Finally, with bags full of dresses, they entered the carriage bound for Dover. The servants tied the baggage to the top.
"Have a wonderful trip, Young Master!" cried Meyrin and Finny happily, waving madly. Ciel waved once to show he'd heard them and settled back into the coach. He sighed, feeling irritable already.
"As if that's possible" he muttered to himself, watching as Sebastian entered and followed by the new servant, Rachel. He looked surprised,
"Eh? Rachel, why are you coming?" he questioned as the auburn girl sat opposite him. She looked confused,
"Sebastian informed me that my skills would be of benefit to you on this trip" she explained. Ciel's scowl returned and he looked over at said butler,
"Did he now? How very nice of him to not mention anything to me" he ground out. Sebastian merely smiled,
"The school is only for young women and this includes servants. As such, I would not be able to join you in my usual role. That's why I chose Rachel, as she has proven more than capable of attending to the Young Master's needs" the butler remained casual throughout his explanation despite the anger radiating off the young master. He smirked, "however, if you'd prefer, I could ask Meyrin to come instead". Ciel continued to glare then realised what he'd said,
"Wait. You're not coming in with me?" he asked, shocked and suddenly anxious. Sebastian shook his head, tutting mockingly,
"No Young Master, I merely said I could not join you in my usual role. I shall however ensure I'm available whenever you need me" he beamed at the young earl, who looked more irritated.
"Oh really?" the boy said dryly, looking out the window with a hand resting on his cheek. "You should dress as a woman too" He scowled at the calm demeanor of the butler,
"Ah but I unfortunately do not possess the Young Master's petite appearance which is so suited to wearing women's clothing" Rachel blinked, looking at Sebastian,
"Does the Young Master dresses in women's clothing often?" she asked. Ciel started burning bright red,
"T-that's enough about this! It can't be helped then! Rachel, as Sebastian is unable to, you will have to act as my main servant and you will have to address me as Young… Mistress" he wanted to give up then and there as he said this. He clutched the window ledge for support, he felt beaten. Why did he always end up in women's clothing?
Rachel watched the look of exasperation on her Master's face and smiled sympathetically. She bowed slightly,
"Yes, Young Mast-uh! Young Mistress!" she corrected, looking sheepish under Ciel's glare. Sebastian seemed to be vibrating gently from holding in his laughter. Ciel sighed,
"Let's just get this over with!" and with that, the coach set off.
Another chapter done and now Ciel, Sebastian and Rachel are on their way to Paris! What will happen when they arrive? Stay tuned to find out! Please review, reviews always help! Take care xx