The next morning Ciel stumbled out of bed, still exhausted from the previous night. He rubbed his eyes and made his way over to the wash pail. He splashed some cold water on his face to help wake him up. Afterward, he threw on his clothes from the day before and headed downstairs to start preparing for the day. His usual morning routine included, attempting to wake up the other servants, setting the table in the dining room, making sure Bard didn't destroy breakfast, and making some tea for the two sleeping residents in the manner. After the tea was done, he made his way up to Alois's room to wake him and deliver his tea. After setting the tray down on the bedside table, Ciel opened the curtains, letting sunlight stream into the room. "Time to wake up, Your Highness," he informed Alois. Ciel mentally scowled at the way he had to address him. Alois had insisted on being called "Your Highness". Ciel figured it was just to please his massive ego.
A pillow was thrown at his head which Ciel expertly dodged, having been expecting it. "Go away, I want to sleep," Alois groaned sleepily.
"Now, now, Your Highness," Ciel replied in a sarcastically motherly tone. "You don't want to spend all day in bed and miss out on this lovely morning, now do you."
"Just shut up, Ciel," Alois snapped, lazily throwing another pillow at him.
"Suit yourself," Ciel replied, rolling his eyes. He then exited the room and made his way over to Madam Red's room. He repeated the process he had done with Alois, minus dodging the pillow, and was about to leave when she stopped him.
"Ciel, I want you to polish all of the silverware and fine china today," she instructed him. "As well as prepare Alois his favorite food for lunch. He needs a bit of cheering up after last night."
"Of course, Madam," Ciel replied politely. "Is there anything else you require?"
"No, that will be all. Now leave and make sure breakfast is ready." Ciel nodded and gave a curt bow before leaving.
Once downstairs, Ciel was happy to find that everything was still in order since he left and breakfast hadn't been ruined. With the help of the other servants, they got everything on the table just as Madam Red and Alois entered the dining room, both still in their pajamas. Once the were seated, Ciel got to work serving them their food. Breakfast went off without a hitch and Madam Red even told Ciel he could eat with the other servants, much to his relief. After they had cleared the table, Ciel made his way upstairs to get Alois ready for the day. After a bit of a fuss over what he was going to wear, Alois was dressed and ready for the day. Finally, after all of that, Ciel was able to go and eat breakfast, much to his excitement. He was starving.
After he finished eating, he set to work on his chores. He polished all of the silverware and china, not stopping until they were so clean that he could see his reflection in it. After that was completed, he started working on fish and chips for Alois. As he was making the dough for the chips, he heard a knock at the door. He dusted off his hands and headed to the door. The moment he opened it, a scowl made it's way to his face.
"Hehehe, well, good morning Young Earl," Undertaker greeted.
Ciel crossed his arms and leaned on the door frame. "What do you want this time?"
"Did you have a good time at the ball?" Undertaker asked, completely ignoring the question.
"That's none of your business."
"It seems that the prince had good time." Undertaker pulled out a white piece of parchment and handed it to the boy. "He's looking for you, Cielella." Ciel took a sharp intake of breath. "It appears you made quite an impression on him. So much so, that he has taken it upon himself to seek you out. I do believe he will not rest until he finds you."
"I...I just figured he would forget about me," Ciel muttered. "Not come looking for me."
"Then what are you going to do, Young Earl?"
"He thought I was a girl. There is no way he would recognize me, let alone want to talk to me after finding out the truth."
"Heheheh. oh, you just might be surprised," Undertaker said with a creepy grin. "Now, you had best get prepared for his arrival." Without another word, Undertaker turned and left, leaving Ciel to stare at his retreating form and ponder his words.
Ciel hadn't even given the other night a second thought. He had been too busy and would have preferred not even having to think about it again. Ciel was worried that the prince would recognize him. He was certainly not the person he thought he was. So, what would Sebastian do? Have him arrested, executed? To be honest, all of those options would have been fine with him. What he was really worried about, was if the prince reviled that he was at the ball to Madam Red and then just left him. He was pretty sure that would be the end of him. She would surly kill him for disobeying her.
The blue eyed boy looked down at the letter and sighed. Well, he had better give the letter to the Mistress. There was no avoiding the inevitable. He just hoped that all his fears would prove to be unfounded.
Once Madam Red had read the letter, she immediately sent Ciel to work on fixing up the place to look presentable for the prince. He was told to make sure the living room was spotless, the china perfect, and the food and tea to be of the highest quality. Also, he was to make sure Alois was dressed in his finest clothes to impress the prince. Ciel had no time to think how he was going to avoid the prince with all the work he had to do. It was one thing after another. Clean this, clean that, that is not clean enough. It's a wonder that Ciel had time to even think at all.
"Mey-Rin!" Ciel called, while pulling some scones out of the oven. "Fetch the fine china!"
"Right away, Young Master!" the maid replied quickly, running over to the cabinet where it was kept.
"What is going on, Young Master?" Finny asked. "Who is coming over?" None of the servants had a clue who they were preparing for. Ciel had purposefully left that out, but it looked like he had no choice but to tell them now. After all, they were going to find out sooner or later.
"The prince is coming over," Ciel replied offhandedly, setting the scones down to cool. The sound of china shattering caused Ciel wince and spin around to see that Mey-Rin had dropped the set she had been carrying over. A look of complete shock was on her face.
"Why would the prince be coming here?" she asked, confusion clearly in her voice.
"He is looking for a girl he met at the ball last night," Ciel told them, hoping that they wouldn't catch onto the fact that he was the girl. Unfortunately, the servants occasionally had their bright moments, and this happened to be one of them.
"It was you, wasn't it Young Master?" Mey-Rin asked. When Ciel didn't respond, she started squealing. "And he is coming to look for you! This is perfect! He could take you away from this place! He could-"
"He's not going to do anything," Ciel snapped, cutting her off. "There is no way I am telling him the truth, and he is certainly not going to recognize me. He is going to come in and then leave without knowing a thing."
"But, Young Master-"
"No buts," he said sternly. "Now, get back to work. Clean up that mess, and get some more china."
Mey-Rin sighed but did as she was told, running to the cabinet. Unfortunately for her, being as clumsy as she is, she tripped on her dress and fell into the cabinet, effectively sending the entire thing crashing down, breaking everything in it. Mey-Rin jumped to her feet and started waving her arms around frantically. "Oh, no! Look at what I have done! This is not good! Not good at all!"
Ciel looked at the damage and sighed to himself, burring his head in his hands. "Mey-Rin," he scowled, trying to keep his voice calm. "Clean up this mess. I will get the silver tea set to use. Please do not wreck anything else." Mey-Rin stopped flailing immediately and started cleaning up. Meanwhile, Ciel got the tea set and and started making the tea. He was just finishing up when a knock sounded at the front door.
Sebastian had woke early that morning in anticipation for the days events. He got suited up in his finest garbs, and was ready to go at the crack of dawn. Of course, he had to wait an hour before he could leave to give the villagers time to prepare. All morning he went from house to house, looking for his Cielella. He looked at all of the commoners, shop keepers, farmers, nobles, and even the nobles servants, but he still couldn't find her. As the day dragged on he began to get very weary and disappointed. By the time lunch rolled around they only had one house left, and he had almost lost all hope of finding her. The last place was owned by the Phantomhive family. He remembered playing with the toys that the company they owned made as a child. He had heard something about a few deaths in their family, but he wasn't sure. He remembered that he had met a boy at the ball with a last name of Phantomhive. He grimaced at the memory. Things were not looking to bright for him.
When they arrived at the manner, Sebastian exited the carriage and knocked on the door. A few seconds later, it was opened by a lady in red. "Your Majesty," she greeted him, curtseying. "Please, come in." Sebastian thanked her and walked in. "Would you care for some tea and scones?"
Sebastian was about to decline, but something told him to stay a while longer. "That would be wonderful, Madam," He said politely, giving her a small smile. She beamed at him and lead him into the living room. Sitting on one of couches was Alois, in all his booty-short glory. Sebastian held back a grimace and instead smiled at him.
"Welcome, Your Majesty," Alois greeted. "Please, have a seat." He gestured to the chair across from him. Sebastian thanked him and sat down. He hoped he hadn't made a big mistake in staying.
Madam Red sat next to Alois and grinned at him. After a moment though, her grin turned into a frown at being kept waiting for their tea. "Oh, where is that boy!" she scowled. "I swear, he's always lagging behind on his work. Ciel, get out here!"
Sebastian's ears perked at the name. "It's Cieeelllllaaaaa..." He smirked at the memory and thought to himself. "A Cielella and a Ciel. Hm, what a coincidence." A small chuckle escaped his lips. His eyes went to the kitchen door and stayed there till a small boy walked though them. The boy was carrying a silver tray with a silver tea pot and cups. To go accompany the tea, there were some scones set on the tray as well. The boy had his head bowed and his eyes cast down. Sebastian could sense an air of nervousness about him.
"Ciel, I thought I told you to bring out the good china!" Madam Red snapped.
"I'm sorry, Madam, but your good china has been broken in a mishap," Ciel explained as politely as he could. "These were all that remained undamaged."
"I see," Madam Red said though gritted teeth, trying to control herself as to not make a scene in front of the prince. She then put on an apologetic smile and turned to the prince. "Well, I am truly sorry Your Majesty, for not having proper china for you to use."
"It's fine," Sebastian replied dismissively, his attention still focused on Ciel. The boy's voice sounded very close to Cielella's, only slightly lower. The way he carried himself though was the exact opposite of his Cielella. This made him doubt his hunch. His hopes were still high though that this was indeed the one he had been searching for. His hope was further heightened when Alois stuck out his foot and tried to trip Ciel. Luckily, the blue haired boy had been anticipating it and made a quick side-step to avoid his foot. Sebastian could see Ciel's shoulders straighten up a bit and, if he could have seen his face, he would have seen the smirk on his lips. He was almost positive that Ciel was his mystery person. All he needed to do was see one more thing, and he would have no doubt about it.
After Ciel set the tray down, he began serving the tea. Sebastian, being the guest and a prince, was served first. As Ciel bent down to give the man his tea, Sebastian took the opportunity to reach out and grab the boy's wrist. Ciel froze and every eye in the room turned to the pair.
Ciel's stomach dropped when the prince grabbed his wrist. He had been hoping to get though the confrontation without Sebastian noticing him. He had hoped that the prince wouldn't recognize him, or at least be too disgusted that he was really a boy to say anything. However, luck was not on his side today it seemed. In a last ditch effort, Ciel kept his head down, while at the same time tried to discreetly remove his hand from the others grasp. This, however, did not go unnoticed by the prince and he soon felt a hand grasp his chin gently. A small tug upward was all it took for Ciel to come face to face with the man before him.
A grin spread onto the prince's face as he looked into the one uncovered eye before him. It was the same bright blue eye, that shown with determination, defiance, and pride. "Found you."
Ciel yanked his wrist from the man's grasp, nearly spilling the hot tea on himself. He did his best to compose himself, before plastering a fake grin on his face and turning to the prince. "I beg your pardon, Your Majesty. But, I do not understand what it is you are implying." Ciel said innocently.
"Oh? I think you do, Cielella," Sebastian purred.
"If you are referring to the lady you met last night, I can assure you, I am not her. For one, I am a boy. Also, I was here all night yesterday. If you don't believe me, ask the other servants." Ciel pointed to the three servants, who were all crowded behind the kitchen door, peaking though the entrance to see what was going on.
"Is this true?" Sebastian asked them.
They looked at each other, before shutting the door and running off. "Traitors," Ciel grumbled to himself, glaring at the kitchen door.
"It seams as though your alibi has fled," Sebastian chuckled.
"You still don't have proof it was me," Ciel shot back.
"No, but I know where I can find proof."
"Your Majesty, I can assure you that Ciel is not the one you are looking for," Madam Red said hastily.
"I'll be the judge of that," Sebastian replied. "Now, if you would kindly show me your room, Ciel, I can prove you and Cielella are one and the same."
"I'm not showing you my room, pervert!" Ciel snapped.
"Of course you will. I am a prince after all, and I demand you take me to your room...Unless you have anything to hide..."
"No!" Ciel replied quickly. He then sighed. "Fine, follow me." Ciel walked off, Sebastian following suit. Once they reached his room Ciel turned to the prince, crossed his arms, then said, "Here we are. Happy?"
Sebastian smirked. "Very." He took off, searching around the room for any proof that Ciel was the person he was with last night. Ciel watched him with a smirk on his face. He had hidden the dress last night in a place no one would find it. Sebastian opened the dresser and looked inside. At first he didn't see anything, but when he looked down a wide grin made its way onto his face. A piece of pink fabric was sticking out of a trap door in the bottom of the cabinet. He reached down and opened the hatch, pulling out a pink dress, with a matching hat, and a raven black wig. He turned around with the items in his hands and raised an eyebrow at Ciel. "You were saying?"
Ciel's stomach dropped when he saw the items in the prince's hands. He had been sure he had tucked away the dress last night. With everyone looking at him and no way he could bluff his way out of it, he had to confess. "Fine, it was me," Ciel snapped, a scowl on his face. "What are you going to do now? Have me arrested for impersonating a girl? Run and tell the whole kingdom what I did? Are you completely repulsed by me know? Are you-" he was cut off when Sebastian approached him and knelt in front of him, placing a finger over the boy's lips.
"Ciel, I do not care whether you are a boy or a girl," Sebastian said softly, yet sternly. "All I care about is you. I felt a connection with you that I have never felt with anyone ever before. All I want to do is be with you, if you will let me."
Ciel looked away, blushing lightly. Sebastian's offer was tempting. He wanted so badly feel love and happiness again, to feel the way he felt so long ago. Maybe he could give the prince a chance, but then again...everyone he had ever loved had been taken away from him. Was he really willing to risk his heart for a guy? "I-I just don't know," he whispered.
"Please Ciel, give me a chance, and I will show you my love for you," Sebastian pleaded. "Go on one date with me, and if you hate it, then you will never have to see me again."
"I...guess it couldn't hurt," Ciel said hesitantly, looking up at him.
Sebastian grinned broadly. "Wonderful! I will pick you up tomorrow morning at ten"
"Your Majesty," Madam Red interjected. "Ciel is but a mere servant. You deserve someone so much better." As she spoke she gestured over towards Alois.
"Madam," Sebastian sighed. "I do not care about that, and I will be taking Ciel out on a date." He then turned to Ciel and smiled at him. "Until tomorrow." With that he exited the room, followed by Madam Red who was trying to get his attention. Ciel and Alois stayed behind; Ciel staring after the prince, still slightly in shock at the whole thing, and Alois glaring at Ciel.
"I can't believe you would steal my man like that!" Alois exclaimed angrily. "You are going to get it!" His anger turned into glee when Madam Red came storming up, her face as red as her hair.
"You are in so much trouble you little rat!" She screamed, backhanding Ciel hard enough to send him to the ground. "I told you to stay home last night, and what do you do, go and disobey my orders like always! Well now you are going to be punished! I want you to clean this entire house from top to bottom, and that includes the stables and the yard. There shall be no breaks for you and no food either. If you happen to finish before tomorrow morning, you are not allowed to go to your room, you are to sleep outside. Understand?"
Ciel nodded and looked at the ground. "Yes, Madam Red." He stayed on the ground until they left in a huff. Afterward he got up with a sigh. He sure hoped the date was going to be worth all of this trouble.
"How did your search go, my son?" The king asked as Sebastian entered his chambers. "Did you succeed in finding her?"
"He," Sebastian corrected him with a grin. "And yes, I did find him."
"Oh, so your hunch was correct," the king said with a laugh. "I am happy for you, my son."
"We are going on a date tomorrow," the prince told him excitedly, in an almost childish fashion.
The king was ecstatic that Sebastian had found the boy. It had been a long time since he had seen his son this happy, and he missed that light in his eyes. Now he was eager to meet this young man that had captured the princes heart. "You must bring him here so I can meet him tomorrow then."
"Just as long as you don't scare him away," Sebastian replied, laughing.
"No promises," the king winked.
The two continued taking for a while, discussing plans for Sebastian's date and various other things. Both of them enjoying every minuet of being together as father and son.
What's up everyone? So, here is another chapter for you, and don't worry, there is plenty more to this story. They are not just going to live happily ever after, not yet a least. That would be too easy. And we all know, nothing is easy for Ciel. ;)
Ciel: Why me? :/
Me: Cause! :D It is fun to pick on you!
Anyways, here is an IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT! Are you listening? Good. I have decided to write the entire story before posting anymore chapters. That way I can post chapters on a regular basis and not have you wonderful readers waiting for so long. I also feel that I will be able to write the story faster this way. I should have it completed soon. In the meantime, I decided to give you readers a new chapter instead of just posting an authors note (I hate it when authors do that. It get's me all excited for a new chapter, then NOTHING! DX). I didn't want to do that to you wonderful people. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and come back for more soon! Have a wonderful day...or night!
Disclamer: I do not own Kuroshitusji. Cause if I did, Ciel and Sebastian would have been in a relationship together. And are they? Not as far as we know. :(