I started writing this story because I was researching (for really no good reason) host clubs in Japan and their dynamics. So I tried to kind of set that into a situation where Ciel was forced to participate, but saying that… I have recently come across more Japanese café types than I knew about before. There is a café just for boy x boy relationships where you can get guys to serve you with a ton of fan service on the side. So this "host club" might actually be more like a fan service café… just cuz... yeah. I don't need to justify myself! XD
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In the end, Sebastian had informed Ciel that because it was his first full day, he was excused from the club activities. So yesterday ended up to be a quite peaceful day. Sebastian showed Ciel around the school after Sebastian got back from club activities and before that, Ciel got the chance to get all his books and do some quick studying. But today he wasn't as lucky, Ciel already knew that today wouldn't be his cup of tea. Ciel growled, frustrated with himself.
"You have awful hand eye coordination. You can't keep looking down to see what your hands are doing." Sebastian laughed at Ciel again for what seemed to be the hundredth time.
"So what? You have just had more practice with this stuff…" Ciel blushed, trying to sound more sure of himself than he is. Apparently all teenagers should know how to do things like this. Sebastian also informed Ciel that he might have to do this as a host. Apparently Sebastian never intended to let Ciel off the hook and he just wanted to see how the young teen would react to the glimpse of freedom.
"It isn't hard though. It's amazing how you haven't done this before." Sebastian rolled his eyes with his signature smirk never leaving his face.
"I know it isn't hard," Ciel hissed, "Give me a bit of time to get the hang of it."
"Its ganna take longer than a bit for you to improve enough. You're horrible, and I am not giving up my lunch every day to play with you. I might if you were just a little bit better… but you suck."
"I-I could practice alone."
Sebastian laughed. "You couldn't solve one case without me! Especially if you have to shoot anyone. I even put the controls on automatic aim. I made playing your first video game as easy as possible and you still have to keep redoing the scene because the pedestrian keeps getting shot!"
"I'm really good at interrogating suspects though." Ciel sighed.
"Just give me the remote." Sebastian rolled his eyes.
"But we are about to question the diver! That's my specialty …" Ciel whined just a bit, a little relived to have the controller taken away from him.
The scene played and Sebastian questioned the man about the events that led to the victim's death.
"He is lying, but we have no evidence so just doubt him." Ciel ordered smoothly. Sebastian did what Ciel told him to with a grin on his face, thinking how cool and calmly Ciel acted when he wasn't the one playing it. Even when they continued playing like this, Ciel would so easily point out where the shooters in the game where and how to eliminate them but Ciel couldn't aim and kill anyone himself for his life.
Sebastian yawned, stretching out as he took out L.A. Noire and turned off his X Box 360. "I thought it would be easy staring off with L.A. Noire, but obviously you still need help."
"Well sorry" Ciel said with an abundance of sarcasm. "It's two o'clock now… When do clubs start again?"
Sebastian glanced at the clock, "In about thirty minutes. Why? Are you getting excited Ciel?"
"Sure" Ciel rolled his eyes, he had decided that Sebastian wasn't that bad of a person. He could get on Ciel's nerves quite a lot, but he was fun to be around when they were just hanging out casually. "I want some sweets."
"No, then you won't want to eat with the guests at the club."
"But I want a cake. You should be able to do at least that much."
"There will be refreshments at the club." Sebastian rolled his eyes. "Today we have tea and angel food cake. Personally my least favorite type of cake."
"I love angel food cake." Ciel smiled. "Will we always have sweets like that at club activities?"
"Unfortunately. No junk food because it 'ruins our image' or something." Sebastian shrugged.
"Maybe it won't be that bad?" Ciel looked thoughtful for a moment. "No, it will still be bad."
"How about I make you a cake afterwards as a reward?" Sebastian smiled, even though he knew this boy for not even two days, he knew that Ciel had an insatiable desire for sweets. Ciel would begrudgingly accept doing things that he wouldn't otherwise do for sweets. Sebastian found this out when he discovered that he shared a Home Economy class with him. Ciel agreed to practice playing video games for Sebastian's share of their group's sweet rolls.
"Well I'm not going to refuse, but why do I need a cake after eating angel food cake?"
"You probably will only get a few bites. The food is for the customers and you only get some if the customers want you to be their server. It's all on request for which one of us will serve the customers their food. You're new so you won't get much."
"So I have to look at heaven knows how many slices of cake around me and not eat a single piece?" Ciel seemed quite outraged at this, making Sebastian chuckle a bit.
"My apologies Bocchan. I hope my cooking will make up for it tonight."
"It better. I want a chocolate cake." From what Ciel saw at home ec class, Sebastian really knew his way around the kitchen. Cooking and baking were apparently Sebastian's hobbies.
"Of course Bocchan." Sebastian smiled. He had taken to calling Ciel Bocchan because the teenager would get mad and scold him every time he tried to call the boy young master in English. Ciel liked Bocchan better because it sounded nice rolling off the older teen's tongue, but he told Sebastian that calling him young master in a different language was less embarrassing.
This chapter is only about 1,000 words, but I'll try and make the next one longer. I am horrible at keeping up with things, but writing more is going to be my new years resolution and I don't think I'll completely fail... hopefully... I want to finish two of my original stories to see if I can get either one published, so that will probably be my number 1 goal. Even though I am not that good of a writer, I have deduced that you don't necessarily have to be a great writer if you can think of a decent idea. I'm hoping that my ideas are decent! DX