Cake, Tea, and A Weak Elizabeth
Ciel looked out towards the kitchen, where Sebastian obviously was making tea and totally unaware what Ciel was doing. He walked off, smiling. The truth was he wasn't really in the mood for tea or anything, he just wanted a way to get Sebastian off his back.
He slowly walked across the large room, towards the staircase, making his way down the long hallways, after he'd climbed the stairs to his room. He opened the door a crack, whispering the name of the blond girl in his bed,who looked sickly, "Lizzy?"
She looked over at him holding her head, "Ciel?"
A pale hand opened the door the rest of the way and what would have been her soon-to-be husband walked through, quickly making his way over to her bed, "How are you feeling?"
"Sick... and very, very weak..." She looked into Ciel's concerned eyes, "Ciel? I have a question?" He just looked at her as she continued, "Is it possible for me to still marry you, even though my family doesn't exactly like you, now?"
Ciel looked at her, "Um..." His eyes flickered from her glassy green eyes to the bed as he sat on down. "I... don't know. Yes? You'd be marrying a demon."
"I don't care! You're still Ciel!" She sat up, somehow finding enough energy to jump on him and pin him to the bed, "You're still my love and I'll continue to love you demon or not!"
His face spelled out the word; shocked. He never thought Elizabeth would ever jump on him like that, but then again a lot of things have changed recently. "Lizzy?"
Tears came from her eyes and she fell on his chest. "I'm sorry."
Knocking came to the door, "Ciel?"
It was Sebastian and there was no way out. Lizzy was too attached to Ciel right now, so he couldn't leave. Shit. Ciel closed his eyes. What the hell did I get myself into?
Lizzy looked up, wiping her tears. She hugged Ciel, tight.
"Ciel?" He opened the door. "What's going on in here?"
Lizzy muffled her answer into Ciel's chest, "Don't blame Ciel..." She looked up, then, got off Ciel's clean, blue outfit... "It's not his fault..."
"He wasn't supposed to come in here."
Ciel looked at Sebastian, who looked really disappointed in him. "Sebastian, she didn't run out of energy. Every-things fine!"
"I don't care. I told you not to and gave you the reason why you shouldn't, and yet you don't listen..."
"Well... you were my butler... I never listened to you."
Sebastian looked at him, his eyes taking on a faint glow, as he turned his back to them, speaking softly, when he left. "...and to think I made tea and cake for you..."
Ciel looked at the open door, feeling a wave of guilt twist his stomach. "Sebastian!" He walked out the door and went after him. "Sebastian!"
He walked around the mansion, until he finally found him in the kitchen, "Okay look... I... apologize for... hurting your feelings and- uh..." Ciel thought for a moment. "Disobeying you?"
Sebastian cut some of Ciel's cake, "Is that a question or a statement?"
Ciel looked at the cake... "A... statement."
Ciel took a bit of frosting off the piece of cake he laid on a plate, thinking of how much Sebastian reminded him of his father even though he didn't have much of a memory of him. All he remembered of his father was a tall, dark figure over his bed standing next to a woman with long hair. They'd always say good night to him every night and sometimes his mom would even read him a story, kissing him on the cheek afterwards, wishing him good dreams...
The thirteen year old boy stared off into space letting his mind wander. "Is something troubling you?"
"No." He took his cake and began to walk out to the living room. "I'm fine."
Sebastian watched as he walked out the door, still not fully believing him, but he decided to let it go.