A/N: I Dub THis Fic My FZv. (Favorite Zinger Version) *which means absolutley nothingXD
Disclaimer: I dont own them, exept for Felix, and Kurt,and Michael, and...
Warning: You may become jealous of croissants. Especially Felix's croissants. This chapter is still in the 'away' manor, so I apologize in advance for those who wanted to get right to the 'home' manor.
Chapter11: Croissants
"Mr. Nhell, as expected you have arrived on time and prepared..."Sebastian's voice was laced with approval before an eye twitched with amusement as emerald eyes glared up at him defiantly,"And again you have brought an unexpected guest. My how the roles switch do they not?"
"It was unexpected for me as well."Felix stated with an only slightly displeased frown,"This guest arrived in my duffle bag mid- ride, giving me quite the startle, but also no clothes I'm afraid."
Sebastian smiled in amusement at the thought of Felix's surprised face,"No worries, your clothes were inadequate otherwise, so there were plans to dispose of them anyway."
Felix twitched his eyes in irritation. He couldn't decide if the butler had just assured him or insulted him; perhaps he'd done both. But, alas, he was unsurprised by the fact that the demon could do two contradicting things at once.
"And for the unexpected-"
"Listen here!"Kurt puffed out his chest to make himself look bigger, it only served to make him more childish,"I'm stuck to Felix wether he or anyone likes it or not! You'll have me kicking and screaming even after I'm dead!"
Felix and Sebastian sweat dropped at the notion. He was threatening to haunt them even in death?
"So it seems..."a voice sighed in obviously fake annoyance,"Whatever shall we do with you?"
Everyone turned to Ciel who was quickly deceanding the staircase before stopping abruptly at the last step and slamming his cane to make an echo similar to that of a judge, or a guillotine.
"What are you three just standing there for? Unless you would prefer to continue this conversation outside?"he asked with a roll of his eyes. Sebastian held back a smirk; he hadnt seen Ciel in such high and energetic spirits since before Madame Red's demise. Was it due to Kurt's unexpected arrival?
Kurt stepped in without another moment, while Felix waited until Sebastian motioned for him to go inside. His brow furrowed as Kurt simply approached Ciel without much thought to the Earl's status, simply deciding to strike up conversation with him.
"I must teach him manners..."he mumbled beneath his breath. Sebastian caught the notion and chuckled to Felix who jumped as he realized how close the demon truly was.
"I wouldn't be too worried. My lord has neither accepted nor declined the action, hinting that he actually enjoys the child's forwardness."Sebastian placed a careful hand on Felix's shoulder and smirked evilly at the shudder it caused. His young master had brought in interesting sets of strays, but this had to be the best group thus far.
The redhead nodded and walked quickly away from the red-eyed butler as his heart quickened. He fleetingly wondered if he should be so afraid of a demon under contract. His amber eyes drifted towards Ciel and Kurt who had both already started to banter about an unknown subject. His judgmental gaze landed on the earl with slight hope. Ciel didn't seem to want to harm them, therefore Sebastian shouldn't be obligated to do so.
"Sebastian, prepare us some tea."Ciel gave his order,"Allow Felix to accompany you while we discuss business."
"Of Lord Phantomhive."Felix stated. He smirked as he picked up his bags. Sebastian eyed the filthy bags with mild disgust. They were practically rags holding in rags. How and where had this man been living?
"Yes young master."Sebastian echoed.
The butlers stalked off in an orderly fashion before Kurt turned to Ciel with an extremely defiant and determined gaze. The emerald green eyes showed the strong soul inside of the rather small boy. It was strange and rare for the young earl to see a boy shorter than he with such strength and knowledge of high class citizens.
"I'm no one's servant. Just letting you know ahead of time."Kurt stated,"So don't expect me to be kissing your hands and feet."
Ciel smirked at the thought before he and Kurt walked slowly up the staircase.
"The thought never crossed my mind, though having you work under me would be beneficial in many ways, a servant is too low for your sharp tongue. It's indecent for a servant of the Phantomhives to have such boldness."Ciel stated as he cleared his throat. Kurt decided to take the notion as a compliment and nodded for Ciel to continue.
"So, you're now Lord Kurt Bell, the one in charge of my new factory in Greenland."Ciel coughed. Kurt froze before becoming red with confusion.
"Y-You're bloody joking! Me a Lord? And you have no factories in the far north!"Kurt stuttered out. Ciel smiled and continued escalating the corners of his lips with amusement.
"Interesting. How do you know I don't have factories in Greenland?"
Kurt gulped before coming up with a fast lie that would only barely suffice,"Who the hell would want to work in the frozen tundra? Also the merchandise could freeze and melt as the weather changed, overall it'd be a terrible place to have a factory."
"So you think, but such things have already occured to me. People will take your sharp tongue as a side effect of the hard working conditions."Ciel nodded as they continued towards the parlor. A chess board awaited them,"Though Kurt isn't the most noble of names, it would be bothersome to change it."
"Kurt isn't my first name."Kurt mumbled. Ciel's ears perked with interest before he turned to the other boy with an almost sparkling blue eye.
"Then what is your first name?"
"Alexander. Alexander Kurt Bellingham."
Ciel blinked before nodding in agreement with his own thoughts.
"Lord Alexander Bellingham. Now there's a fitting title."
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"You seemed to hold a grudge towards my luggage Sebastian."Felix murmured as they approached the kitchen. Sebastian halted and turned towards the publisher with a false smile of assurance; it didn't fool Felix for a second.
"I'm just concerned for your current health. A servant must always be at his best."Sebastian continued walking,"Where did you live?"
Felix noticed with a hint of sadness that the demon used past tense, but shrugged it off to answer the question. He shrugged his shoulders as if his next answer were something completely normal.
"An abandoned factory. The draft was irritating since all the windows had been broken, but the rust gives off the false sense of red paint. The rats and the birds were very friendly to me though as I stayed there. I wonder if they considered me one of their own?"He asked himself curiously,"They did seem to enjoy curling up with the raccoon on my matress when I slept there, though those were rare occasions. I hardly ever sleep as I'd told you. Kurt would visit everyday and the animals would get scared and run off. I've always told him that the only thing he scares is my pets."
Sebastian blinked before dragging Felix in the opposite direction of where they were supposed to be going and down towards the basement. The red-head grew nervous and tried to shake himself out of the demon's grasp, but Sebastian's hand was firm.
"H-Hey! Where do you think you're taking me?"Felix asked as he struggled. He'd meant to sound demanding as the shadows of the underground began to conceal their faces, but it'd come out more as a squeak. He wriggled even further as they became engulfed in the basement's darkness. He refused to be in the dark with a demon!
"I can't believe a creature as graceful as you has been living among rats!" Sebastian hissed and pushed Felix in front of him. The man blushed profusely at the words but didn't further react as his body was almost hurtled towards the darkness in front of him.
"Wah!" The publisher squeaked as a stream of water began to cascade upon him. It was freezing and smelled of earth, so it must've been an underground well,"What the bloody hell are you doing now?"
"Here. Take this."Sebastian ordered as he threw Felix a rather large rag,"Clean up while I get you suitable clothing."
"Y-You expect me to undress here?"the publisher covered himself in rejection. Sebastian's mouth curved upward before his hands were upon Felix's shoulders. His voice was laced with a deadly tone and Felix could almost see the glow of his demonic gaze.
"Either you do it, or I."Sebastian purred before stepping back towards the staircase,"Relax. It's not as if I can see in the dark. Even if I could, we're both men."
"I know you can bastard..."Felix mumbled, but his words were lost underneath the stream of icy water. The publisher swore he heard a chuckle as the door above slowly shut to encase Felix in darkness. He strangely didn't mind it.
With a reluctant sigh, the red-head quickly began to scrub himself off.
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"T-That b-b-bastard d-did this o-on p-purpose!" Felix shivered as he tried to get desperately needed friction from his arms as they rubbed against eachother in an attempt to get warmth.
He'd been waiting wet in the cold of the basement for about twenty minutes now, and the publisher sure as hell wasn't going to go find him in the nude. That demon probably knew this and was making sure that he was a frozen popsicle of a servant before he returned. That jerk...
"Who's the bastard?"a voice asked curiously as the door opened to reveal the devil in question with a large towel over his shoulder and a crisp black suit under his arms,"Surely not me I hope."
"S-sorry t-t-to d-dash your d-damn h-h-opes." Felix held out his shivering hand,"G-Give me the d-d-damn t-towel!"
"So weak after only a few moments?"Sebastian cocked his head towards the wet towel around Felix's torso, hiding what needed to be hid. With a clearly amused face the butler gently handed the publisher the towel and turned around to give the man some privacy. Not that it mattered; Felix's dignity had already taken a blow.
With a cat like growl and a warm towel about his waist, Felix didn't waste time before snatching the suit from Sebastian's grasp and tugging on the flowing blouse and slacks. He was slightly peeved to find that the demon's clothing was one size too large for him; he didn't like being smaller. Even though the light of the basement was practically nonexistent, Felix was surprised to find that he could see everything rather clearly. Perhaps his senses had gotten improved from living in the dark factory.
"Now you look the title of a Phantomhive servant."Sebastian refitted his gloves before motioning towards the door,"Now then. I do believe they are expecting snacks along with the tea."
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"I should probably let you in on the fact that we shall be departing momentarily. Approximately two hours to be exact."Sebastian stated as the kettle begin to simmer. Felix nodded his head without truly listening, his mind lain occupied with the pastry dough in front of him. It's buttery and sweet aroma conjured drool, a rare and almost missed action to Sebastian who once more wondered what the publisher was creating.
"What are you producing of commoners food this time?"the demon asked in both amusement and curiosity. Felix once again cocked his head in confusion at the fact that the demon butler didn't know such simple things.
"It's just a croissant?"Felix offered and held one of the completed breads to the demon,"You may be a butler but when it comes to simple things it's almost like you're hopeless."
Sebastian blinked in surprise. He wasn't ignorant. He had created the slightly sweet breads hundreds of times, but his nose had told him otherwise. The scent on these rolls were completely different, Sebastian's own creations had never conjured up such aromas to his demonic instincts because human food would never satisfy him. Perhaps...
"Allow me to try it. I must see if this is acceptable for the young master."
Felix held out the bread and expected Sebastian to take it from him, he jolted with surprise as the demon simply led Felix's slender hand to his mouth to begin taking slow bites of the flaky pastry. The publisher immediately blushed at the sight and squirmed away as Sebastian's lips got closer and closer to his own flesh.
"Something wrong?"the butler asked between a bite.
"Y-you could just eat like a normal person you know!"
"And get my hands dirty? I just washed them, it would be such a waste of time to simply wash them once more."Sebastian grinned before stepping away from the flustered man,"Plus, I also find this type of eating far more interesting."
"You're just toying with me."Felix growled and turned back to focus on the rest of the croissants.
Sebastian smirked demonically at the publisher's reaction before mulling over the taste left behind on his palate. He'd suspected that the aftertaste would resemble the bitterness of human food, but the sweet taste had lingered for longer. It was actually satisfying for once. His gaze drifted to the hard-working creature with fiery red hair behind him and mulled over the other day and the red gate.
'Felix, or Cain?'he thought.
With a smirk he completed his thoughts and continued to boil the tea to the young master's liking.
'Either one is sure to be utterly satisfying.'
A/N: And so the Sebix begins...That is what I'm calling this pairing! It is Sebix! Let the world know! (Also I'm half- dead, it's 12:03 and they've dragged me from the morgue.)