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A/N: Another chapter. It's getting to M rating. Just a little bit more.
Chapter V: Mad Hatter's Tea Party
Come here. Come here.
That's right. I'll make you forget. Everything that pains you… I'll make it all disappear.
Now, take my hand. Come with me.
A hand stretches out towards the oblivion. There was a call, a distant voice calling, reminding him not go to. It came nearer and nearer, into his ears, into his mind, into his whole consciousness, until a light spread unto him, blinding his closed eyes.
"Wake up!" Oz almost screamed when he felt someone had just jumped on him. He snapped out from his sleep and saw Alice sitting on top of his belly. "Hey, Oz, how long do you intend to lie on your bed?"
Oz didn't know what to do at first. He just burst into laughter after Gilbert yelled, "Stupid Rabbit! Don't jump on people when they're sleeping in the middle of the night!"
"That's alright, Gil," he said and assisted Alice down from the bed. He looked around and saw Sharon and Break outside the balcony, sipping tea.
"It seemed like a nightmare just bothered you. Are you alright?" Gilbert asked. Oz just nod and smiled at him. "Sharon just prepared tea for us." He, Oz and Alice went to join the other two.
"Good thing you're awake, Master Oz. I've prepared rose tea and rose pudding for this night. I just had the feeling that tonight is a call for us to spend some time with friends." Sharon poured one for each of them. "If you like you can add some milk. It helps calm the mind especially after having a nightmare."
"Thanks, Sharon. I didn't know white roses can be used to make snacks."
"Oh, of course… they're quite useful in anything. I bet you didn't know as well that White Roses pleases all the senses even our sense of taste." Oz found the information amazing and truly helpful, that after he tasted the said snack, all his worries died out in an instant. He even ended up forgetting his nightmare.
A man sat quite cheerfully at the edge of a nicely-built bed for two, lips forming a small grin and purple eyes staring down at the figure lying under the thick cotton cover. His right hand was caressing the pale cheek of the boy beneath him, while his left was serving as support for his body which was now on a leaning-down position. The boy stirred on his sleep, muttering illegible words with his small, cherry-like lips. The man smirked. He ran his fingers on those lips, gently putting his index one inside to feel the incomparable warmness of the boy's tongue. The boy slightly choked from the pressure; then seconds later, he slowly opened his eyes, fully consuming the blinding lights before him. The man immediately fixed himself before the boy grew suspicious of his actions. He tried his best to act decent and smiled gently at the boy in order not to scare him.
The boy rubbed a hand over his eyes and stared, dumbfounded, at the man. "S-Sir?" He remembered him. He was in his party, the same man who gave him the silver bangle—Viscount of Druitt as his father had introduced, if he recalled. "W-Where am I? Where's my sister?" He began to panic when he realized that he wasn't in his own room anymore and his sister who was with him when he went to bed was nowhere to be found.
The viscount hushed him and told him that there's nothing to be afraid of. "Have you not recalled what happened? I found you outside my home, lying unconscious on the cold." Of course, the boy didn't remember any of it. There would be no way he would remember walking alone, half-asleep, in the middle of a winter night. The only thing he recalled was someone was singing to him a very pretty melody. The rest were vague from his memories. "But don't you worry, Ciel. I'll bring you home tomorrow to your parents… but you have to promise me first to behave. Is that as clear as a crystal?" The boy nodded, almost close to crying now. "Oh, forgive me. Did I scare you? No, don't cry. I didn't mean it like that. Ah, right, are you hungry? Look around you, dear."
Ciel did. His eyes didn't deceive him this time. Before him were lots and lots of mouth-watering foods. There were toys and bears and rabbits all made from chocolates and candies. Almost everything in that huge room—except for the walls, floors, bed, and linens—were made of sweets. It was like he was in a dream. It was very similar to the little cottage Hansel and Gretel found in the forest from his favorite fairy tale, the only difference was the old witch was nowhere in sight. "A-Amazing! Are they all edible?"
"Of course, and I had it all made for you. I had them all ordered immediately when you were sleeping. I just thought you might like it."
"I-I like it! Can I have one?"
"Like I said, it's all yours. Please help yourself. Your little friends are waiting for you," The Viscount mentioned, taking a look at the little chocolate animals sitting around the big table. He helped the little boy down the bed and led him towards them. "The tea party will start soon."
It was around midnight when Zwei woke up from her slumber after having a bad reverie. In her dream, she and her brother where in a poorly-lit room, staring at the vast space around them. There were no other things or person visible. A tune was also playing, but she couldn't pinpoint where it was coming from. She held no interest to the melody, but it seemed like Ciel was her exact opposite. The boy was so attracted to the music that she ended up pulling him closer to her, afraid that he might just lose him. But despite her protection, in a single blink of an eye, Ciel entirely vanished from her side.
Zwei felt tears escaping from her eyes as she recalled the dream. She tossed and turned to face the other side of the bed. Horror instantly occupied her pale face when she saw her precious little brother gone. She immediately searched the whole room, hoping that she could find him lurking around somewhere. But then she thought, there's no way Ciel would wander off on his own in the middle of the night. She knew how much he despise the dark and if ever he thought of going into their parents' room, he would surely inform her first. She went out of their chamber this time and almost ended up searching the whole mansion, but she went back defeated. More tears escaped her eyes. There's no way he was gone. She screamed aloud, calling for Ciel's name over and over again. There came no answer, only distant running footsteps coming from the whole household whom she ended up waking from her loud crying voice.
Ciel's laughter boomed from the entire room. He was having a pretty pleasant time playing with the Viscount. The man had suggested that they play 'Ring-Around-The-Rosy' and other various games the two of them would enjoy. With all the food in front of him, Ciel didn't think of getting tired even in the slightest bit. That would be the first time he experienced eating a lot of sweets without anyone telling him to stop. Even if he believed so to himself that Sebastian's homemade sweets were the best in the world, he still couldn't say no to those tempting desserts. There's Cherry pottage, Cream custard tart, Mille feuilles made from apricot and green tea, Western style pear plum and blackberry custard fruit cake, currants, Berry summer pudding, Apple and raisin dip pie, European pear and blackberry buckle, Cottage pie, Chocolate macaroons with fruit fillings, Berry shortcakes, Golden syrup pudding, Lemon Myrtle Soufflé Glace, imported black chocolates, strawberry cake, lemon cake, Black forest cake and Gateau chocolate, caramel and fruit candies dipped in honey and strawberries, icing and frostings, ice creams of different flavors, Crepes, Parfaits, and many more. There were so many to choose that he wasn't even sure if all of it would fit in his stomach.
"Do you like my present?" The Viscount asked while brushing a hand on Ciel's soft hair. The boy nodded enthusiastically. He was now nibbling on a medium-sized chocolate bunny. The man's smirk widened a little. He found staring at the boy interesting enough. The way he talks, move, eat, and laugh sends a tingling effect to the blonde young man's whole body. It had been a while since he felt this great. Surely, that innocent boy was the one he was looking for all those time. It's time for a real entertainment on his part. "Hey, Ciel… do you like chocolates that much?" Ciel answered by stating that it was his favorite from all the sweets he had tasted. "If you like it that much, I would like to show you something." The Viscount approached the wall behind the bed Ciel had lied on and pulled one of the candelabra down. A weird noise came out from below and the middle part of the floor opened, producing a small fountain of sticky melted chocolate.
Ciel's eyes widened from the scene. Sebastian had made a small version of it before but this thing in front of him was much gooier in appearance. "Wow," was all he could say.
"Why don't you try it now? It's one of the best chocolates in England." Ciel dipped a finger on the flowing substance and tasted it. His face flushed with bliss after having a taste of it that he ended up taking a lot from the fountain. The Viscount sat behind him and caught him just in time before he fell sideward. He was feeling fine a while ago, but it seemed like something was wrong with his vision now. "Are you alright, kitten?"
"I… feel weird… and my eyesight is kind of blurred." Ciel tried to shook of the feeling, but it seemed like he couldn't.
"Oh, that's a shame, isn't it? You won't be able to consume all of this." The smirking man pulled the boy closer to him, until the latter was now sitting on his lap. "Look at your hands. It's too sticky." He pulled Ciel's right hand close to his mouth and began licking the corners of his sweet fingers as well as his whole palm, not minding the somewhat surprised, confused look on the boy's face.
"S-Sir? Y-You can't do… that. I-It's embarrassing a-and—"
"You don't have to feel embarrassed, my cute little darling. I'll clean it up for you real good." After the gesture he did, he dipped his whole hand on the fountain and rinsed it just in time after his speech. "Would you care to have some more of my sweet melted chocolate?" he whispered in the boy's ear. When Ciel heard the word chocolate, he grabbed the hand of the viscount and did what the latter just did with his hand. "Ah, his tongue is so warm and soft. This is more exciting than I thought." The drug he put on the chocolate was taking effect now. The boy's mind was blank, unconsciously doing the acts the viscount ordered him to carry out. As Ciel continued, more perverted thoughts occupied the Viscount's mind. He couldn't blame himself for having a fetish such as this. Aside from being a great womanizer, anything that has got to do with cute feminine little boys and tongues turn him on. That may sound as disgusting to the ear, but to him this is heaven. That was the first reason why he conducted such odd kidnappings, though the main reason why he was searching for someone exactly like Ciel was because of the order of a certain someone. "Ah, what a bad boy you are. You spilled chocolate stains on your white nightgown. This means that I won't be returning you by tomorrow. But since you're behaving like that, I'll reward you." He spilled more of the sweet stuff around and inside Ciel's mouth and used his tongue to clean him. "Ah, I could gobble you up right now! This cute face of yours is enough to make me melt. Don't dream of getting back to your parents. You'll be my playmate forever!"
Ciel slowly drifted off to a long slumber. His mind was tired and his whole body was numb, so it didn't take him long enough before he completely lost himself in a reverie. When he woke up the next morning, he was alone and everything was back to where it was before. He couldn't remember a thing from what he did from yesterday night. All he remembered was he ate and played from those whole chains of hours. All he claimed to know was it was the most wonderful tea party he ever had.
A/N: Muuu… Sorry, Ciel. You're so adorable, I couldn't help it! I think Viscount Druitt is a little OOC. Oh, yeah, If you're wondering how Ciel got there, here's the detail. He didn't get there on his own. The Viscount's statement, "I found you outside... blahblah," was a bluff, of course. A carriage was waiting for Ciel outside the vicinity of their estate. When he "sleepwalked" and found his way towards the appointed place, the abductors put him to sleep once again and then brought him to the Viscount's mansion.
By the way, majority of the sweets I mentioned above were taken from the Manga. I guess, they are Yana's property as well. There, I said it. It looks like, they still haven't found this good. Nah, never mind. As long as I'm happy writing this, I care less. I appreciate the other efforts though. :)