Ciel, ever so innocent

chapter 11

*Ciel's Diary Entry*

Alright.

I'm finally back in my manor.

It's a start, at least.

I mean, after SOMEONE thought it was a GOOD IDEA

TO JUMP OUT OF A THREE STORY BUILDING

RUN ALL THE WAY HOME

AND "FORGET" TO PAY THE HOSPITAL BILL.

I wonder if they'll try to charge us for it later. Ha.

At least now that I'm back in my mansion, I can sleep a night without a certain butler grinding up against me whilst I sleep.

Pervert.

I feel like he's trying to... get closer to me?

But why? Is he that impatient to get at my soul?

I mean... why else would he be getting so touchy...?

"Bocchan."

"Nnngrfff..."

Sebastian opened his silver pocketwatch with a snap. It was already 20 minutes past his master's rising time. He had let him sleep in due to his weakness from the surgery, but still...

"It is best to be punctual." He murmured aloud.

"Come now, young master, it is time to wake up. You wouldn't want the tea to get cold, would you?"

Ciel's only response was a gentle snore.

Sebastian sighed.

Pulling back the covers from his head to help wake him up, Sebastian came across Ciel's sleeping face.

Ah.

His long lashes caressed his pale cheeks as he breathed softly; skin soft and luscious as he mumbled in his sleep. His lips were delicate and rosy; begging to be kissed.

Sebastian swallowed.

Slowly, tentatively, he raised his hand up to Ciel's face, taking in each feature. Gently, softly, he stroked Ciel's hair away from his cheek, marveling at the silky skin below his fingers. What... what is this? His face is so...

"Nnn..!"

Sebastian quickly withdrew his hand and turned around to the teacart. Aaah, really. How foolish. What in the world am I doing?

"What's the tea today, Sebastian...?"

The dark butler turned around to see Ciel beginning to sit up and rub his eyes. His hair was messy as he yawned; small pink tongue sticking out of his mouth.

Seems like a kitten.. a bocchan kitten?

"Amber Fall. I thought it appropriate given the season. I have heated it up and added chocolate on the side, if the young master so desires."

"Mhmmm." Ciel took the cup from Sebastian's and sprinkled the dark chocolate shavings onto it before taking a big gulp. The hot feeling of the tea traveled down his throat and into his stomach, making him shudder in pleasure. Rubbing his eyes again, Ciel started to wake up.

"Bocchan, your physical exams are today."

"PFFFFFFFFFFFFT!"

Ciel spit out his tea loudly. "WHAT! WHEN?"

"About a half hour or so from now. I let you sleep in a bit because you needed some extra strength. We must get you ready promptly."

"You're telling me!"

And so, the next twenty or so minutes was spent hurriedly getting dressed, gobbling down breakfast, and marching out of the house without a word to the very much confused servants. Time flies, really.

"Sebastian... what do I need a physical exam for anyway?"

The stagecoach bumped softly up and down in the road, horses neighing outside of the cart.

"The Queen wants to keep track of the royal hierarchy's health. (did I use that word right o.o?) What if England were to get a plague? She would want to know quickly."

"Hmpf."


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XD CLIFFHANGER! YOU HAVE TO WAIT TILL THE NEXT STORY! THIS WAS THE LADT CHAPTER OF THIS STORY.