dreamgirl: I was torn on whether or not I should've made this chapter a lemon. I decided against it and found the perfect place to put it...later on in the story. So, this is a bit of a filler but it leads into something else. You'll get it once you read it.
disclaimer: I own nothing. Really, how much longer do I have to do this?
Side note: OMFG You all probably know this already, but did you hear that Kuroshitsuji was finally licensed by Funimation? I squealed. Then I hyperventilated some more and finally...I squealed again. My mother looked at me like I was crazy and told me that I was freaking her out. So, there, that's my news of the week.
ENJOY!!!
Chapter 18
Ciel woke to a bright light shining on his face and the sound of a person saying, "Good morning, young master."
As Ciel blinked away the sleep from his eyes, he realized that it was morning and Sebastian had come to wake him up. The boy sat up when a sharp pain shot through his lower half and up his spine. Ciel winced and twitched at the sudden realization of their previous night.
He sighed and dropped his head onto his hands, "Sebastian, you brute."
The butler turned his head from the curtains he had just opened, "Excuse me, my lord?"
"You did it too roughly! Now, it bloody hurts! Goddamn it, I don't even think I can walk."
Sebastian kept a stoic face, "I see. Well, then, I'll just have to fix that."
"Wha—" Ciel was caught by surprise as Sebastian scooped him up from his bed and carried him towards the bathroom.
"The young master needs a bath after such a 'productive' lesson." The demon grinned at his words.
Ciel huffed and folded his arms, not even bothering to argue since he was uncomfortable at the stickiness he felt. Sebastian set him down on the floor and undressed him as he drew the water into the tub and filled it. Once the tub was full and Ciel was put into his birthday suit, Sebastian picked Ciel up once more and dropped him, gently, (A/N: Ha! Sebastian is anything but gentle) into the tub.
"I could've got in on my own!" The blue-eyed boy complained.
Sebastian shook his head, "I thought it would take too much of a toll on the master's fragile body."
Ciel's eyes narrowed at the demon's words, "I am NOT fragile."
"Yes, yes, my lord. Not in the slightest bit", the ebony-haired man said with a hint of sarcasm in his words.
Ciel pouted but kept his mouth shut. Surprisingly, he was feeling a bit tired from last night's "activities". Hence, he had no energy to even retort a wise remark. Sebastian grabbed a cloth and began to scrub and wash his master's body. The blue-eyed boy just sat in the tub as his butler tended to his needs, quietly thinking to himself about the hell he had done the night before.
"Is the young master regretting last night's 'lesson'?" Sebastian asked.
Ciel was caught off-guard and wondered how the hell the demon knew what he was thinking, "Not really. I don't necessarily care; it is not like I was saving it for the right man. I have no such interests. I am merely doing this for Charlie."
"Uh huh, well then, my lord, that is wonderful", Sebastian kept his voice monotonic.
Even to Ciel, every time the boy brought up his dead friend as an excuse, it started to sound as if he were hiding behind that fact as if he were afraid of being honest. But of course he wasn't lying to himself or anyone else…or was he?
"So what's on today's schedule, Sebastian?"
The butler faced his master and said, "Well, I was thinking of continuing your lessons—"
Ciel gasped, "You can't be serious!"
"—But I was reminded that last night was the first lesson. Hence, it would take a great toll on the young master's body. And so, I will proceed with your language and shooting lessons."
The pre-teen huffed, "No that's more like it. No way in hell am I doing that again. At least not anytime soon."
Sebastian inwardly grinned at his master's choice of words, "Yes, well, that is to be expected. Anyway, breakfast is ready and soon after your lesson will be begin."
Ciel rolled his eyes, "Yeah, I got it."
"Mon nom est Ciel Phantomhive. J'ai douze ans et je suis le seul héritier à la succession de mon père." (1)
"Bon, maintenant il répéter deux fois plus." (2)
"Why? I am already advanced in French. This is stuff elementary school kids learn!"
"Yes, but it is good to practice. Now, begin."
Ciel was fed up with all of this baby nonsense, so he took matters into his own hands, "La nuit dernière, j'ai été violée par mon maître d'hôtel démon et maintenant mon cul fait mal." (3)
Sebastian's eyebrow seemed to quirk in annoyance, but decided that two could play at that game. "La nuit dernière, j'ai violé mon maître, mais il a gardé en redemande alors je lui céder. Pas ma faute, il a été séduite par un démon, comme I." (4) The butler seemed to grin as he said the last sentence.
"You asshole!" Ciel swore. He never did like the way his butler always had a reply to everything he said.
"Je suis désolé, je ne vous comprends pas, mon seigneur." (5)
"You're just angry I don't need to learn anymore. My French is perfect!" Ciel bragged.
"Quoi que vous disiez, jeune maître." Sebastian them switched to Latin, "Vos ero mei in due vicis." (6)
"Now that is just not fair, Sebastian. Who said you could start speaking another language?"
"Oh? But was it not the young master who said that his French was 'perfect'?" The demon mocked.
The boy practically lost it, "That isn't French!"
The young lord tried his best to concentrate. He was stalking his pray, so he had to be extra quiet. The pre-teen hid behind a wall and then…
Bang! Bang!
Ciel ran down the hall while shooting his pistol, aiming for the butler in uniform. Unfortunately, he missed.
"Shit, he's good. Damn it, why is he so perfect? Can't he just lose once?" Ciel murmured to himself.
"But then I wouldn't be worthy to be the Phantomhive butler", a hoarse voice came behind him.
Ciel turned around in a split second and didn't hesitate pulling on the trigger. Seeing as how the demon was gone way before he pulled the trigger, Ciel missed and shot down a vase in the hallway.
It was always like this. Since Ciel's shooting lessons began when he was ten, the boy found himself to have become a sharp shooter and was very good at sneaking up on others. Except Sebastian. For some reason, he just could not pull one on him. He always dodged or caught the bullet whenever he was aimed at.
'Stupid bastard', Ciel thought.
The young lord began walking through the halls in hopes of finding his butler and shooting him right in his chest. Where a heart should've been but failed to be since he was a demon. Better yet, Ciel thought, in the balls so that he could show him the kind of pain he had to endure the night before. The boy laughed a sick laugh in his mind but put his guard up once he came across a dark part of the mansion. A very dark and quiet part. Ciel walked and stepped very quietly on the floor, so as to not give himself away. He saw an open door and was sure that Sebastian had purposely left it open. He approached it and was about to infiltrate the room when he felt a presence behind him. The pre-teen swirled around.
"Why, hello there!"
Thud!
Then there came darkness.
Ciel woke for the second time that day, but this time in a dark room that reeked of opium.
"Is he coming around?" The boy heard a man ask.
"Y-yeah, I think so." Another replied.
Ciel lazily opened the eye that wasn't covered by his eye-patch.
"What do you think we should do with him?" Said the man again.
"I dunno, wait till the boss comes and he'll praise us for sure!" The other responded.
'Boss? What boss? Where the bloody hell am I?' Ciel thought to himself. He would've said it out-loud but his mind seemed to drift away from his mouth and his neck lolled around. It took him several moments to finally realize he was handcuffed and lying on a hard concrete floor. Then, the blue-eyed boy remembered he was carrying a pistol. Realizing that was taken away from him, he mentally cursed at the men who held him hostage. But then he remembered that he always kept a spare one. Where he kept it wasn't important (A/N: Tee hee, Ciel's embarrassed). His hands were tied behind his back, which made it a perfect opportunity to reach in and grab it. If only the drugs (he assumed they used drugs since he was unable to think clearly nor move around all that much) wore off, then he'd be able to do it. But life never did go his way.
What seemed like hours passed by and Ciel felt the numbness in his body go away. The feeling in his hands returned and quickly, the boy used whatever strength he had to reach into his pants to get the spare pistol. Just to realize that it was gone.
A man dangled a gun in front of his face, "Looking for this little thing? Ha ha, never would've thought you kept two with ya! But, we searched you and this is what we found."
Ciel felt his voice coming back as anger rose within him, "You dug through my bloody undergarments?"
The man stepped into the light, allowing the boy to see his features. He had dirty blonde hair, brown eyes and tan skin with a few scars that fit the description of one of the burglars that kept hitting local stores and even kidnapped a few wealthy people.
"You know, I ain't into little boys, but the more I kept looking at you, the more you look like a girl." The man leaned in and grabbed Ciel by the chin, "Now, how about it? Maybe if you service me enough, I might just let you go."
The Phantomhive lord ground his teeth, "You can go fuck yourself, you dirty piece of scum!" Ciel spat in the man's face.
The blonde man let go and wiped the spit off his face in disgust. He lifted his hand in attempt to slap Ciel, "Why you little bit—"
Ciel prepared for the impact, but it never came. Instead, a hand held back the blonde man's arm and prevented him from slapping the boy.
"Now, what is this? Is that you, Earl?" Said the man who held back the other's arm.
The young lord gaped in astonishment, "L-Lau?"
The Chinese man also stepped into the light, "Fufu, you caught me. Yes, it is I."
"W-what is going on in this bloody place?"
The foreign man suddenly got serious, "That is my question exactly." He turned to look at his other subordinates, "Explain yourselves. Now."
The other men all began talking at the same time but Lau made no motion to shut them up. One said, "W-we just thought that if we caught the Queen's dog we might ask for lots of ransom money and…and—"
What came next, nobody saw coming. Lau withdrew a gun from his sleeve and shot, point blank, at his subordinate. "So you thought? You all thought it was a good plan? Have you all gone mad? The Phantomhive lord and I have business together. The only reason why we haven't gotten caught is because he works with us. After all of those heists you have pulled, what made you think this was the best choice? All you dipshits need to do is lay low and listen to your master. If not", Lau aim his gun again and shot, "you'll end up like these two unfortunate fellows. Do I make myself clear?"
All of the men were shaking in their boots, "Y-yes sir!"
"Now get out of my sight." Lau ordered. Soon after, Lau had Ranmao untie Ciel and handed him back his guns. "I apologize, Earl. My men seem to take things into their own hands. You won't hold this against me, will you?"
Ciel knew Lau wanted to keep their business in tact, so he went along with it, "Yeah, sure. Why not?"
"If you don't mind me asking, but where is that stiff butler of yours?"
The reminder of a missing Sebastian made the boy's blood boil, "That is what I want to know."
'Damn him! He didn't even come looking for me! What the bleeding hell? I swear, he better be here in five minutes, if not…'
"What ever do you mean, young master? I am right here", a familiar demon said from within the shadows.
Ciel mouth fell open, "And where the bloody hell were you?"
"I was just on my way to rescue you, my lord, when I found Lau helping you. So, naturally, I had nothing left to do but stand here and watch." Sebastian said with a pseudo-smile.
"Bastard", Ciel grunted.
"Thank you for taking care of my careless master, Lau. But we do have to go, it is nearly dinner time."
The pre-teen couldn't believe his ears. Careless? He wasn't careless! This whole kidnapping wasn't his fault; if Sebastian had been around none of this would've happened.
"Now, young master, shall we go?"
It had been more than a week since the kidnapping. Luckily, Ciel had been too busy to even think twice about the pervert he met or the fact that Sebastian failed to protect him again due to his demon tendencies. Now, Ciel was walking down the steps towards the entrance to go to the library to get a book he wished to read.
Sebastian, on the other hand, was right by his master but thinking of completely other things. His mind was still set on the conversation he had with his master while in bed not too long ago. Was it appropriate for him to have had mentioned Leviathan? What if the young master looked up some information and found out some, rather, unnecessary things?
Then, there came a knock at the door.
The demon went to go answer it. When he opened the door, a familiar face popped in and wrapped its arms around the butler's waist.
"Sammy, it's been too long!"
Translation:
(1) My name is Ciel Phantomhive. I am twelve years old and am the sole heir to my father's estate.
(2) Good, now repeat it two more times.
(3) Last night, I was raped by my demon-butler and now my ass hurts.
(4) Last night, I raped my master, but he kept begging for more so I let him have it. Not my fault he was seduced by a demon such as I.
(5) I am sorry, I do not understand you, my lord.
(6) Whatever you say, young master. You will be mine in due time.
dreamgirl: I hate cliffhangers, but trust me, if I continued, it would be a helluva long chapter. So please, forgive me! PLEASE REVIEW!!!