Lucifer's Lovely Sisters-(Black Butler/ Kuroshitsuji fanfiction)

Chapter Sixteen

"I'm still bored. You still haven't provided me with entertainment. What kind of host are you? And are you gonna let me use my magical mojo or not?"

"My decision will not affect your decision the least bit, as I have no control over you"

She looks suspicious "You're telling me this? I thought you were smarter than this, little lord...and more greedy. Seriously, why would a power-hungry guy like you admit to have no control. That's dumb. You could have just not mentioned it, and still have power, but no, Ciel is too good for that. Unless...that's what you want me to think, in which case I would be the dumb one. But I'm not dumb. I'm way smarter than you." she continues

"Sebastian, stop her ramblings" orders the young boy.

"Yes, my lord." he bows loyally. Sebastian grips her by her neck, and pulls her in towards his lips.

She shoves him off, "NO! BAD!"

"I have a case to take care of. Leave." Ciel massages his temples.

"What's the magic word?" teases Sienna.

He stares straight ahead, back stiff, nostrils flared, "Sienna, I kindly ask that you leave."

"Yeah, no. I still didn't hear the magic word anywhere in that sentence." she finally realizes what he said "A case? I can help. I'll help. Let's do it. But I want to get off this blasted boat, first. Let's go." And before Ciel could protest, the world seems to tilt on its axis, when in reality the boat just flopped under water.

For those few second under the ocean's surface Ciel thought he was dying. Water entered his lungs, and he coughed relentlessly, which only brought in more liquid. Then, the ship just popped up innocently on the ocean, as if it had been there all along, and nothing strange was going on.

Several other boats could be seen on the docks in the distance.

It was quite foggy, which would explain why nobody was suspicious that the ship just popped up out of nowhere. The fog was difficult to see through, and often veiled boats, sometimes revealing a vague outline.

"You okay, little lord? You sound like you're hacking up a lung. It's not your asthma, is it?"

Ciel didn't even know how she knew about his medical condition. Did Sebastian tell her? Maybe he let it slip in passing.

Sebastian loomed over his hunched over figure, "My lord," He offers the young man a hand.

Sienna slaps it away. "Are you okay?" she pets his hair, cradling his head.

Ciel sputters "L-let go!"

"Ah, so you are okay. That's good. At least we're here. You don't have to worry about getting sea sick again...Unless you want us to sail back to England, which I wouldn't recommend with your sensitivity to...well...everything." she fake-whispers "You should probably work on that."

"I said 'let go!'"

"Alright, alright, no need to get your panties in a wad, Mr. I'm too cool for logic and my amazing dear Sienna" she whines "I mean, come on, how often do you get the chance to meet me and live to tell the tale? You're lucky. You are graced with my presence almost every hour of every waking day."

"'Gracing me with your presence'?" Ciel retorts "There is no graceful aspect of you, though I can think of many annoying ones."

"That's 'cause you're looking in the wrong place at the wrong time just about every time I do something graceful...which is every day, mind you." she waggles a finger in his direction.