That butler Being lovable

Story: I will not say I am in love</u>
Chapter three: That butler; Being lovable

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While sleeping Ciel heard creaking noises inside his room. He opened his eyes to see if he could find what caused the sounds. But it was dark, although his eyes was used to the darkness he could not find anything abnormal. 'It has to be the wind outside.' He guessed and closed his eyes again. The noises did not stop; he could swear he heard something opened, like a door. He opened his eyes once more, searching again. But it was still pitch blackness like it had been a few seconds ago.

"Sebastian?" Ciel whispered to the shady objects in the room, hoping it was just his humble servant that was watching over him.
"Nope, try again," A voice replied. "I didn't find Sebas-chan when I was looking for him."

More noises and then the curtains were pulled away from a window, letting the moon shine into the room.

"What a beautiful night," The person said, letting the light hit him.

His long red hair reflected in the light, so did his spring green eyes. Grell moved over to Ciel's wardrobe. It was open and there was laying a lot of clothes on the floor.

"What is up with all this boring blue, brown and green clothes, why don't you have anything red?" Grell said annoyed, and threw a blue jacket out of the wardrobe.
"Why are you in my room and terrorizing my closet!?" Ciel asked in vexation.

How could he possibly put up with this exasperated man? Ciel slide his feet of the bed and walked over to Grell, but stopped when there was 2 meter between them. His facial expression was not happy; the one eye he always covered was exposed. The purple glistened in the light.

"Sebastian!" He yelled loud as his lungs could possibly manage.

Grell blinked.

"You need to get some new clothes." He said and was about to pull some more clothes, but stopped when he heard the door open. Sebastian stood there and looked very serious.
"Grell, get out," He said. Grell was about to protest, but stopped when he saw the look in Sebastian's eyes.
"Okay." Grell got out of the room as fast as he could.

Sebastian sighed; he looked at the mess on the floor before he looked over to the young boy.

"You should go to bed, young master. I will take care of this mess."
"How can I possibly fall asleep after this awakening?" Ciel asked his butler. By raising his hands up to his head, closing his eyes and rubbed his temples, he tried to get his irritation away.

"Try, at least," The butler answered stroking one hand over Ciel's cheek. "I will make sure that Grell does not come in here again."

He turned away and started to pick up the clothes that were all over the floor. 'What a mess,' He thought while he took the clothes and fixed them before he putted them in the closet; where they belonged.

"Fine." Ciel muttered while he turned towards his bed.

He pulled the white covers over himself again. After 20 minutes his mind was no longer present. His dreams were filled with darkness again, but it was nothing Sebastian could not save him from. Sebastian worked fast so it did not take long before all the mess was gone. He looked over at Ciel, who was asleep.

"I will just have to wait around here until the morning to make sure that Grell does not show up." Sebastian mumbled and went out of the room.


Later in the evening Ciel was in the big library, Tanaka was by his side sipping tea like normal and sometimes mumbled "Ho, ho, ho." It seemed to be the only thing that old man could say when he was in that super deformed form. The library was filled with old classic books that Ciel had not found the time to read yet. Some were even in foreign languages, like Latin. Giacomo Casanova's autobiography Histoire de ma vie and William Shakespeare's tragedy stories such as Hamlet and Romeo and Juliet could easily be found in the first section. Ciel found the library to be a calm area, quiet and it gave him a place to think. He was writing down all the clues and questions he had for the Candyman case, so it would be easier to remember them all. Sebastian were out searching for more information on the suspects, Ciel was left behind and waited for him to return so they both could pay the Undertaker another visit, if they had time for that. Grell had disappeared after the breakfast, no one knew where he and gone, and no one cared.


When it was just a few hours until dinner, Sebastian returned, together with Grell. Grell was in an extremely good mood. While Sebastian went to prepare the dinner (Bard had managed to use the flamethrower on the steak again, burning it to charcoal), Grell started to look around in the house; he smiled when he saw Ciel in the library.

"Hello, Ciel," He said smiling.

Grell's voice gave Ciel a sudden chilly feeling; he had not expected Grell to enter the library.

"I won! I got to kiss Sebas-chan. You lost, his heart is mine." Grell said and turned from Ciel and started to walk away while he was glowing with pride.
"You got to kiss Sebastian?" Ciel repeated Grell's words in disbelieve. "Did you do it in a very realistic dream or something?" Ciel had a hard time imagining Grell and Sebastian together; even so he absolutely did not approve it.
"Noooo, I kissed him about 2 hours ago... It was not a dream, I am not that stupid. Just go and ask him," Grell said, grinning with his sharp teeth. "He went down to the kitchen to make food."

The soul reaper stood with the door now, still glowing with pride and happiness.

"And I have to say that he is a good kisser."

After those words he went out of the room, and walked to the bedroom given to him, while he waited for dinner. Ciel was not far away from throwing his ink pen after Grell. The bloody redhead made him so frustrated; it was hard not to damage anything. 'No! I will not take in his bullshit lies, there is no way that Sebastian would ever kiss or touch that obscene Death God.' Ciel tried to reassure himself.


When it was dinner was Grell still happy as earlier that day. Sebastian said nothing; he just stood by Ciel's right side.

"Sebas-chan, you know, Ciel does not believe that we kissed," The Death God said. Sebastian looked away. "Naaaw, you shy Sebas-chan?" Grell giggled like a girl before he continued eating.

Ciel's eyes expanded with surprise when he saw Sebastian's reaction. 'It is true?!' Ciel thought in shock. He dropped his cutlery that was only centimetres from his plate. The appetite quickly disappeared and his chest kind of hurt. 'How could he go around and do something like that?' His hands started shaking so he took them closer to his body. 'No, control yourself.' He commanded to himself. It had little effect. He rose from his chair when realizing he could not be in the same room with those two, right now. The feet moved faster for every step he took until he reached the door. His face looked dead, pale as snow.

Grell smiled, he looked very satisfied with himself.

"You jealous, Ciel?" He asked after Ciel.
"Young master," Sebastian had seen the boy's reaction, and he did not like it. He followed Ciel out of the room. "What is wrong, my lord?" He asked, placing a hand on the boys shoulder.

Ciel clenched his teeth together and hit Sebastian's hand away with his own. For one moment he looked dead serious and in the second he looked anguished. 'Now what?' He was unsure of what to do, even though he knew he wanted to be alone with his thoughts.

"Do not touch me right now." He muttered under his breath.

Sebastian nodded; he just had to obey his master.

"Do you want me to leave you alone?" He asked.

Ciel did not answer, no, rather avoided answering the question, since he already had something to ask that dwelled inside him.

"... I want you to answer me truthfully and clear just what went through your mind in that moment your lips met." Ciel said gazing up at Sebastian's eyes.

He absolutely adored those eyes, but right now he was too insecure about Sebastian to be bothered by something like that. His body was trembling with anxiety for Sebastian's answer. Sebastian stood silent for a moment, before he answered.

"There were a lot of thought that went through my mind. First I was thinking that that were the wrong lips I were kissing, second was I hoping this was worth it... and third was I hoping that no one would ever find out. I did not enjoy it and I am not proud of what I did, but I had to, he black mailed me." He answered.

Ciel was most pleased with that answer, Grell had not won.

"What is he black mailing you for?" Ciel could not come up with anything other than Grell might have threatened with throwing the lamb to the wolf that was loose. The trembling had lessened and his face was coming back to normal.
"It is a long story, but I will try to make it short... I was trying to find out where Candyman bought the candy and Grell had snatched the one with the answer to help me. Now we have only 4 suspects." Sebastian answered.
"Is that so...?" Ciel said glaring at the door that led inside the room where Grell had last been seen. "Why were those the wrong lips to kiss?" Ciel had to ask. The Earl looked bothered, but managed to look at Sebastian without losing control over his physical state.
"Why should they be the right lips to kiss? There are someone else's lips I want to kiss." Sebastian said.

He really wanted to touch Ciel, but he was not allowed to, which annoyed him a bit right now. Ciel's heart thud faster than normal, it caused his cheeks to blush slightly and it was getting more difficult to stand looking at Sebastian like he did now. 'This is no good; I want so badly our lips to touch each other.' He thought, hating to have all the negative thoughts coming to his mind and setting him straight. The young boy was silent as he was gazing at the dazzling man in front of him. Sebastian really wondered what was going through Ciel's mind.

"Young master?" He said and was about to touch Ciel's blushing cheek, but when his fingers were just a few centimetres away from Ciel, Sebastian stopped. He remembered the order Ciel gave him, he pulled his hand slowly back. "I should go and do some work." He said and started to walk away.

Ciel was left standing bewildered.

"Who's lips do you want?!" He rushed to ask before Sebastian was out of his sight.

Ciel feared the answer; it was one to a gazillion chance that it could be his. Even it was his; he still would have idea of what to do next... but he would still crave for his slave's lips even if Sebastian's desire was not for his. Sebastian stopped and turned around to face Ciel, who was many meters away.

"Your lips." Sebastian said.

The butler waited for the young boy's answer and reaction. 'I am glad I am so far away from him, it would not have been so easy to say that if I had been right next to him.'

That reply made Ciel's blush deeper, joyfulness crossed his thumping heart. 'If I knew how to smile for real I would have done it now.' Ciel thought.

"... me." Ciel whispered too weak to make a sentence out of it, blushing with the same colour as a classic rose. "Kiss me." He said louder and stronger, giving into his desires, he felt so relived just to have said those two words out in the open.

Sebastian was really surprised; he had not expected the boy to react like that. Then he started walking toward Ciel. He stopped right in front of Ciel; he looked down at the boy before he bended closer to him. Sebastian stopped when their lips were just a few centimetres from each other.

"Yes, my lord." He whispered before pressing his lips softly against Ciel's. He closed his eyes, enjoying the kiss.

Ciel closed his eyes too, kissing back. To gain more height he tried to stand on his toes, stretching upwards. His hands moved up behind Sebastian's neck, not letting him go or break the kiss. It was just too good to be true. He constantly questioned himself why he had not given in sooner.

"Um, excuse me, but just what the hell are you two doing?!"

Sebastian was forced to break the kiss to see who was disturbing them. He sighed; of course it had to be Grell, who looked extremely angry.

"I see, so we have two Candyman's in London." He said, he looked like a pissed off cat right now. Sebastian was just as calm as always.
"That may be," He said.
"All right, I am leaving, but I will be so nice to give you another clue in that Candyman case before I leave... The Candyman prefer noble boys, he only takes poor boys if he really is desperate. He worked at an orphanage for boys; he abused the boys sexually from the first day. Then the orphanage went bankrupt, and then the Candyman had no more boys to use. He started to use random boys at the street to satisfy himself; he had to kill them after the act so that they could not tell anyone about him." Grell said and turned to leave.
"Thank you for your help, Grell." Sebastian said.

Grell just made an irritated sound before he left.

Ciel had not spoken, quietly standing next to Sebastian, looking at Grell leaving. He was a bit stunned that he took the kiss so lightly; Grell was pissed but still... did not throw a tantrum.

"At least there is a difference between you and Candyman." Ciel declared after Grell was gone.
"I am glad to hear that," Sebastian said, giving Ciel a quick kiss in his soft lips. "Don't you have some work to do, my lord?" He asked.

He knew that he had a lot of work to do himself. He turned and started to walk away from the young master, in the opposite direction of Grell.

"Before do anything, you said earlier that we only have narrowed down to four suspects. Could you tell me more about them? I suppose trying to catch Candyman will be difficult, it would be foolish to just approach them and accuse them for murder when we have no firm evidence." Ciel said, thinking on a sentence Grell had said prefer noble boys.
"We are actually down to 2 suspects after all that information Grell just gave us... Both of them owned an orphan that had to be closed. One of them is Andrew MacCoy, he disappeared a month ago, no one has seen him after his orphan had to be closed down. And the second one is James Harker, he lives for himself right now, and some says that he is about to go insane." Sebastian said.
"Huh... Then it is only natural that we try going after James Harker first. So if we try luring James Harker with a bait that Candyman just cannot resist, it can probably determine if he is the one. But that is only plausible. Grell said Candyman was not so stupid, so he may not actually take the bait. But that can be fixed I guess... if we use me, a noble man, to be the bait." Ciel said.

Chills went down his spine when he imagined walking in a dark abandoned ally all alone.

"Yes, my lord," Sebastian said. 'You sure are sacrificing everything for your Queen.' "I can go and find out more about our 2 suspected. But when do you plan to be the bait, I would not be happy if you just disappeared without me knowing where you went."
"I know that. I will notify you of where I will be walking around, but as you know, if I encounter Candyman I cannot walk away. I would have to act like a brat that accepts the Phantomhive candy, since I rather not want to experience what he does if I refuse. After that I will just have to improvise." Ciel was solemn at this point.

As the Queen's dog he had to do absolutely everything (by any means necessary) in order to follow the Queen's wishes. Ciel was like Queen Victoria's rag doll.

Sebastian nodded before he turned around and went to his own work; he had a lot to do.


They did not talk much to each other the rest of the day, and then the darkness of the night came.

The tall, slender Sebastian stood outside the young master's office, effortlessly knocking on the door.

"Young master, it is bed time." He said.

A low sigh, a chair pulled back and light steps coming closer, could be heard from inside. The door opened and Sebastian was met with his master's piercing blue eye. The master went past him and continued to the oversized bedroom. Sebastian followed the boy all the way to the bedroom. There he made his lord ready for bed, taking on him the usual platinum white shirt.

"Good night, young master." He said smiling his beautiful smile.