No More (Elizabeth x Ciel)

Chapter 7: Bathtime and A New Deal

The rest of the day went rather swimmingly for the Lady Elizabeth. She listened to Ciel's beautiful violin playing and learned more about the Funtom business. She even got to tutor him in fencing! Or in Lucille's words: beat his ass into next Wednesday. Elizabeth was getting ready for a bath after an eventful day.

Paula had to excuse herself for the night, she felt rather ill. Sebastian prepared the tub for Elizabeth's bath. When Sebastian had finally exited, Elizabeth stripped of her many layers of clothing. She sunk into the tub and relaxed. Ahhhhhhhhhh~

''Bathing huh? I remember when people used to think that was bad for you. Like it would let demons into you or some shit. I ain't ever see Sebastian crawling into nobody through a bath. I don't even know where humans come up with this stuff.' Lucille ranted. I guess I can't have a relaxing bath alone. Elizabeth groaned.

'Humans are pitiful and desperately try to make sense of things. Like how we see bunnies in clouds, when in reality it's just a blob. What little grasp of reality we have is all we possess to prove our own existence. We are ignorant, but believing that we possess knowledge can distract us from that fact.' Elizabeth replied. She was actually quite the philosophical person, always questioning. She never cared to show it. She would just be judged.

'Deep shit.' Lucille replied.

'I don't understand the way you talk. Sebastian speaks such proper English, and you sound like something that crawled out of the sewers.'

'If yah hadn't noticed, I'm not exactly the same as Sebastian. Like I said earlier, he ain't ever crawl up inside no one. He doesn't need a vessel.' Lucille explained to Elizabeth.

'No shit Sherlock. I didn't need you to figure that out. Just speak properly, like me.'

'Fine. Will this do your Royal bitchhighness?'

'Quite.' Elizabeth rolled her eyes at Lucille's last comment and sunk farther into the tub. There was a soft knock at the door.

"Come in." Elizabeth called out. She'd assumed it was Paula...

"SEBASTIAN!" Elizabeth screamed while snatching a towel, getting it wet and unusable, to cover her chest. "The bloody hell are you doing here!"

"Since Paula has retired to bed, I figured you would require assistance washing." Sebastian answered calmly. No no no no no no no. Not in a million years you horny demon.

"C-can't you send in Mey-Rin?" Elizabeth stammered, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"I'm afraid she's busy destroying the kitchen." Sebastian said, smiling. Just then Elizabeth could hear the maid screaming and the sound of dishes shattering. "She's far too busy picking up that broken glass and porcelain."

Dammit what could he possibly want by doing this?! Elizabeth though furiously. Then realization struck her. He's looking for my contract seal! Elizabeth had almost forgot about the black markings around her ankle. Since this bathroom was connected to Elizabeth's room, she hoped that the sigil would still work in here.

'Lucille what do I do?!'

'Just let him bathe you.'

'Dammit that's not the answer I wanted!'

'but the seal will be covered by the water and this will dispel any suspicions he has.'

'Dammit your right. But I don't want to!'

'Suck it up, princess. It's either getting bathed, or dealing with a lot more shit.'

"Lady Elizabeth?" Sebastian was waiting.