Revelations

Chapter seven

AN: Okay, so disregard that post I just made cause it's working again.
What. The. Actual. Fuck.
Anyway, read on, friends! XD
I wrote this while I lacked an Internet connection, hope it's okay...

"Good morning, Young Master.", says Sebastian as he opens the drapes in the Earl's room, letting in an abundance of unwanted sunlight.
Ciel groans as he pushes the pillow in front of his eyes, attempting to block out the light that is now illuminating his bedroom.
The demon chuckles softly at his master's behaviour, thinking about how innocent and childlike he actually is, despite the responsibilities he upholds.
"I see that you wish to sleep in, but I am afraid that won't be a possibility today.", the butler tells the boy, as he pulls the covers down and away from the bed.
Ciel immediately pulls them back up, trying to pry Sebastian's grip off.
The demonic butler just laughs at this and grabs at the covers again, whisking them off in one very lightning fast swoop.
"Really, my Lord? You wish to sleep the day away? What will that accomplish?"
Ciel plops back against his pillows, his arms now folded across his chest.
His hair is ruffled and the contract symbol on his one eye is exposed.
He looks up at Sebastian, waiting for his butler to somehow protest.
But, Sebastian just smirks.
"What?"
"Oh nothing, Master.", Sebastian says, but it's evident in his expression that he's got something to say.
"Spit it out, demon! I command you!"
Sebastian sighs.
"Fine. I was just going to say that if my master wishes to stay in bed today, then that is fine. But, if the young master would perhaps reconsider wasting his day in bed, then I would like to think that maybe we could actually spend some time together, today. But, if the Earl wishes to just sleep the day away then-"
Ciel stops him by placing a hand to the demon's lips.
Sebastian smirks when he looks up at the boy, sees the blue of his one eye staring at him, intently.
The Earl of Phantomhive can't help but bite his bottom lip a little, as he lets his hand fall from Sebastian's lips, trailing down toward his chin, then neck, then chest.
He tugs on the butler's tie, trying to pull him towards him, eyes still fixated on the demon.
When they are a mere inches apart, Ciel winds his other hand around Sebastian's neck, fingers running over the surprisingly soft skin there.
The demonic butler stares at him, his red eyes seeming to pierce right through the boy's very being.
He's about to ask Ciel what's taking him so long, but is suddenly stopped by the boy's soft petal-like lips touching his own.
Instantly, he kisses Ciel back with everything he has within him, letting his true feelings for the boy come to life with every press of their lips meeting.
They're so caught up in the moment that they don't notice a very flustered Mey-Rin in the doorway.
She stares at them with a look that can only be deemed as pure horror and astonishment.
Placing a hand to her own trembling lips, she runs off quickly to tell the others what she's seen.
Sebastian sighs, glancing at the now wide open door, and frowning.
He detaches himself from Ciel, causing the boy to look up at him, questioningly.
"Why did you stop, Sebastian?", he asks, clearly annoyed.
The demon points to the wide open door, frowning again.
"It appears that we have been caught so to speak. By Mey-Rin. No doubt she's telling the others what she's seen..."
That's all it takes for the Earl to jump up off the bed and run towards the open door, a look of fear and utter embarrassment etched into his features.
Sebastian straightens quickly, hurriedly joining his master by the door.
"Young Master?"
Ciel just sighs, having no clue what to even say.
'What is there to say?', he thinks.
'They have all found out now and I've done the one thing I never wanted to do, I've tarnished the Phantomhive name...'
But, the demon butler shakes his head, enveloping the small boy in his embrace.
'My Lord, do not say such things. Our love has not tarnished your family's name. If anything, having me as not only your butler but as your lover, will seemingly make your reputation stronger. After all, I am simply one hell of a butler...'
Ciel can't help but giggle a little at that last part.
Sebastian practically melts at the sound of it.
The boy then sighs, shaking his head.
"No, my colleagues and acquaintances would never accept such an obscene truth. They would most definitely shun me from any social affairs and parties. No Sebastian, if we must be lovers as you put it, then it shall be behind closed doors. In secret.", even as he says the words though out loud, Ciel knows that eventually his love for Sebastian Michaelis a demon from hell who is also his butler, will inevitably be revealed and vice versa.
Sighing, the boy looks back up at his demon, his butler, his lover...
"Would my demon butler be able to consent to those terms?", Ciel asks, trying to seem stern, but his eyes and voice betray him, so that he is looking up at the other, almost pleadingly.
Sebastian thinks for a second, pondering the Earl's proposal.
He sighs, but nods, placing his own hand against the boy's.
"If it would mean that I can remain as my master's faithful butler, then I will agree to the terms."
Ciel laughs, turning around so that he's staring fondly at his butler.
He reaches out and grabs Sebastian's tie again, pulling him towards his lips once again.
Passionately, he kisses the demon, revelling in the feel of Sebastian's lips against his.
Sebastian smiles into the kiss, his eyes dancing with a light that can only be described as happiness, but the Earl doesn't see that, because his own eyes are closed.
When he finally pulls back from his butler, Ciel's cheeks are blotchy and a bright crimson.
He stammers quickly, heart still racing from the moment, before.
Taking a deep shuddering breath, he stares at Sebastian, his one hand still on the butler's tie and the other on his hip, challengingly.
"Of course you will still be my butler, Sebastian. I'd miss you too much if you were replaced by some hooligan like the others are. And besides, it would be too time-consuming to acquire a replacement, anyway."
The demon gives him an expression of hurt.
"A replacement? Is that what I was? Some worthless replacement that you could get rid of if need be?"
Ciel shakes his head, his hand now abandoning the tie, to stroke Sebastian's face.
He chooses his next words, carefully.
"Well at first, yes. You were. But, then as I got to know you and see that you really were more than just some demon who wanted my soul, I realized that what we had-have, is special. You aren't just some worthless replacement anymore, Sebastian Michaelis, no you are much more than that now. Now, you are the reason I wake up in the morning and the reason I sleep peacefully at night. You are the light at the end of my dark and lonely tunnel. A tunnel that few have dared to enter...but you, you weren't scared of me. You didn't cower in my presence. No, you tested my patience to the point that I was sure that it was gone, but then you also showed me that I could be wrong. That I could make mistakes. But, one thing is certain, Sebastian, despite all of the mistakes I've made in my life thus far, you did not turn out to be yet another one."
As he stops, Ciel is shocked to find tears spilling out of his eyes, running precariously down his cheeks.
He reaches a hand up to his face to wipe them away, only to have his butler's white-gloved hand reach up, instead.
Sebastian carefully wipes them away, then looks at the boy he's grown to love so dearly.
Slowly, he reaches between them, bringing his master's hand to his own lips.
He kisses it softly, staring directly at Ciel as he says his next words.
"I am glad to hear that I did not prove to be a mistake to you, Ciel Phantomhive. Thank you for giving me all that time to prove myself to you."
With that, Sebastian kisses Ciel again, and then eventually both head downstairs to face the chaos that will be the other servants of the Phantomhive estate.