~His Butler, Unreliable~

Sebastian's POV #8

AN: Hey people, hope you like this chapter!
In this one Sebby finally has come to terms with the situation and has gone to visit Ciel at his aunt Red's chateau in Paris, what will happen when he gets there? Will Ciel forgive him?

Read on to find out and enjoy, friends! :)

It wasn't until three weeks later, after I had sent that letter to him, that I finally got up the nerve to go see Ciel, again.
The last time I had seen him had been shortly after he had arrived in Paris and he had been out at the market square, no doubt picking up some much needed groceries for his aunt.
I knew his aunt because, she had visited the Phantomhive estate once and complimented me on being such a wonderful butler. But, in a rather, well rash way...
Anyway, now as I made my way down the cobbled alleyways of Paris, quickly approaching the fairly well sized chateau that Madame Red occupied, I suddenly felt a burst of excitement at finally seeing Ciel again, after all this time.
Really, it had been Liana's doing that I was even here now, she had told me and reasoned with me to go and try to make amends with him.
I wasn't sure what I expected when I knocked on the large, wooden door, certainly I didn't expect to see Ciel, standing there still clad in his large, white shirt, (which he uses as a nightshirt), a glum expression quickly forming on his face, when he sees me standing there. He then gave a defeated sigh, as if he had already come to terms with my sudden, shocking presence before him, then placed one of his creamy, pale white hands atop a very prominent bump that protruded from his abdomen, and that once I looked closer, realized resembled that of a small watermelon, both in shape and size.
Ciel then glared at me.
"Well, are you just going to stand there and stare at me?!", he spat out, causing me to recoil back slightly, so that I almost lost my balance and fell down the three small, stone steps that had lead up to the door.
Taking a shaky breath, I steadied myself and shook my head.
"No, that is not why I am here."
He just scoffed loudly at that, as if that wasn't a valid answer as to why I was there.
Which it really wasn't.
"I came to see you, Ciel. Are you not happy to see me?", I asked.
Ciel took a moment to think, then shook his head.
"I-I didn't ask you to come here, you bastard!", he exclaimed.
"So, why didn't you listen? Why did you have to come here, now, now of all times to try to reason with me? Can you not just leave me alone?"
I stopped, suddenly at a loss for words.
'He didn't miss me?'
'He didn't want me...back?'
Finally, I just sighed.
"Well, if that's how you feel then, can I please just come in for a little while before I leave to go back to England, and perhaps talk to you? Honestly Ciel, I promise it will just be a talk, that is all. Then, I will be on my way."
I knew I was practically begging as I said the words, but I could really care less about that right now, all I wanted was to speak with him, reason with him, then maybe, then maybe...-
"Very well, but just a talk, demon. My aunt's out shopping today and she won't be back till later this afternoon. So, you can stay until she returns.", he said this all matter-of-factly, as though he really could care less about what I wanted.
Then finally, I walked into the chateau, following Ciel's waddling little body slowly start down the hall and turn a corner, as he then proceeded to go to the dining room.
He sat down in one of his aunt's high-backed, elegantly, upholstered chairs and motioned for me to do, likewise.
Then, he leaned back slightly in his chair and fixed his gaze on me in a contemplative expression.
"Well, do begin. We don't have all day and I certainly don't."
I sighed, nodding.
I then quickly thought of what to say first.
What really was there to say?
Sorry?
No, that didn't seem as meaningful as it should've...
I took a deep breath.
"How have you been doing?", I asked, because it was the only thing that seemed somewhat appropriate after all I had done to him.
After, how I had hurt him...
He sighed, and didn't look at me for a long time, when he finally did though, I thought I saw tears starting to well up in his bi-coloured eyes.
"Could be better...", was all he said, his words trailing off.
I nodded, unlike my usual expression, a smirk did not follow after it.
He straightened up slightly in his chair and looked directly at me.
"How have you been, Sebastian?", Ciel asked me, a few of the tears that had built up, now starting to spill slowly down his pale face.
Pale.
He was so very pale.
More pale than I had ever seen him...
Coughing slightly, I cleared my throat, so that I could answer him.
"Not great, I am afraid."
He nodded, as if my answer pleased him somewhat and began to run one if his small hands that was not resting against his stretched, swollen abdomen across the chair's intricately carved arm.
"I miss you, you know. We all do, really. All of the servants...Your parents..."
I stopped, then.
No, I would not tell him about what awaited him once he finally returned home, if he ever even did. Honestly, at this rate, he'd probably just want yo stay in Paris permanently, and raise his son or daughter, here.
Yes, that child living within Ciel was his, not ours, and not mine. His.
I had lost the right to call both Ciel and the child he carried, mine. And, I didn't know if I was ever going to get even one of them, back...
I straightened up in my own chair then, as I remembered I had brought him something.
Carefully, I took the item out of one of my inner tailcoat's pockets and placed it on the dining room table, as I then slid it over to him.
He reached out slowly, struggling against the weight of the baby, and finally his fingers grasped the item and pulled it in closer until it was right in front of where he sat.
As he picked it up, I noticed his expression change slightly to one of surprise, causing him to glance up at me, questioningly.
"You-you got me a book?", he said, clearly in disbelief.
I smiled slightly, nodded.
"Yes, when I found out about our-um I mean your news from one of my dear friends, a fellow demon of mine actually, I went to the first bookstore I could find in London and picked this up for you. Well, actually, I had to have to special-ordered and that took much longer than I anticipated and so that was why I didn't end up getting here, till now. You see, that book you are looking at now, is not your just' run-of-the-mill' guide to everything about pregnancy and well, birth, but also it's mainly about demon pregnancy and birth."
"But, Sebastian, I'm not a-", he said, before I interrupted him.
"Now I know what you are probably thinking, I'm not a demon, but Ciel, your child is half demon and half human, due the fact, that most children who are born are half of their one parent and half of the other. That is also why you are showing more quickly and your baby is developing at a much faster rate, than that of a human child. Most demonic pregnancies at the most, only last about seven weeks, so you should expect to have the baby sometime after the next three weeks. Sorry if that alarms you, but it is the honest truth. Anyway, with that being said, you should-should something go wrong, be ready to deliver the child in the next week or so, if there is suddenly complications. But, I wouldn't worry about that, because you are young and very much for the most part healthy, so that shouldn't be an issue. Well, do you have any questions, Ciel?"
He looked a little shocked, probably because he hadn't expected me to know so much about pregnancy, demon pregnancies at that, and childbirth.
"Yes, I do, Sebastian."
He paused to take a breath, still stunned at my level of knowledge on the subject.
"H-How do you know so much about all this? I mean, don't get me wrong, I know you're a demon and so you've seen a lot of stuff in your time but-", his words were cut off by me once again.
I chuckled, when I noticed how flushed his face had become.
I smiled slightly, and answered his question.
"Well, you are right about me knowing a lot of stuff about certain things such as this, but actually whether you believe it or not, I too have only recently learned most of this information, myself. You see, when my dear friend Liana, told me that you were going to have a baby, I knew then what I had to do, so I broke off all and I mean all of my affairs with all those women I had been with and started to do research with the help of Liana and your family's vast library, on demon pregnancies and how that all works. I learned so much from my research and discovered that maybe I could be 'cut out' for this role. The role of being a father, I mean..."
Ciel who had been watching me the whole time as I talked, put one of his small, pale, white hands against his lips as he let out a gasp.
Clearly, he hadn't been expecting me to say that.
He nodded his head slowly, then faster so that his blackish, navy-coloured hair swayed slightly with the movement.
Then, he pushed his chair back, shakily managed to stand up, and waddled over to my side of the table, embracing me in a hug, as he then cried into my shoulder, his tears quickly bleeding through the fabric of my suit jacket, causing me to only hold him tighter, against me.
Slowly, my grip around him loosened, due to the fact that I remembered that he was carrying our child, and I carefully held him at arms length instead, so that I would not hurt the baby.
He smiled up at me, his bi-coloured eyes still glassy with tears.
"I-I missed you, S-Sebastian.", he said, blinking back more tears.
"I missed you too, Ciel. More than you will ever know."
With that, he reached up a hand to stroke my face and slowly stood so that he was on his tiptoes and kissed me lightly on my lips. As he pulled away, I immediately pulled him back towards me for a much longer, passionate kiss, causing his eyelids to flutter closed as I then opened his mouth using my tongue. Ciel sighed into our kiss and kissed me back with just as much force, his eyes still tightly shut.
But, just when I was about to start unbuttoning his nightshirt, I heard the squeaking sound of a door and the subtle clacking of shoes on the ornate white and black marble floor of the dining room, followed by a all-too-familiar sudden, excited squeal and a blond-haired boy lunged into us, only to be stopped by my gloved hand.
He fell back onto the marbled stone surface, stunned, but then quickly smirked in Ciel's direction.
"I told you he'd come back!", Alois Trancy shouted excitedly, before getting up from the floor and dashing out of the dining room, yelling again to someone who had clearly just returned to the house.
'It's Madame Red', I thought.
'Won't she be surprised when she sees me in here with Ciel...'