sebaciel

Chapter 5

   I stood on my tip-toes behind the counter with a sack in my hand. I was sure there was an ashen blush over my cheeks, but decided to ignore that as I thought of how to explain this.

"Err, Claude..." I said as I turned my head away. I found the black and white tiled floor much more interesting and cursed myself.

"Why are you back in here? I thought I kicked you out?"

I opened my mouth to speak, but was at a loss for words. I blamed Sebastian for this. He was the reason I got sick to begin with!

"Listen I need you to do a favor for me."

Claude dried his hands off with a rag as he approached me, "And what is that?"

I placed the bag in his hands and huffed, "I need there to be some padding in the breast part of that suit. Please make it quick."

Claude pulled out said item and stifled a laugh, "You're going to wear this? I didn't know you cross dressed as a hobby." Claude smirked as he raised his eye brows up and down. I gawked as I crossed my arms.

"Stop being a perv and please do it. In under ten minutes! I know you have sewing shit in the back."

Claude giggled as he eyed the bikini, "Oh of course. This will be...fun..."

I tried not to kill him as he skipped off towards the back. I was pretty sure that guy had kid porn all over his computer. Sicko!

I turned around and glared once I saw the persecutor. He was to blame for my pain. I marched outside and crossed my arms, "We'll leave once my boss does a favor for me."

Sebastian tilted his head forward, "And what favor is that?"

I thought for a few moments on what to say. I couldn't tell him the truth, "Just some stuff I had to finish today, but since I'm sick I can't do them, so he decided to help me."

It was a lie, but a good one at that because Sebastian nodded his head in agreement.

After a while of standing outside I went back in a decided to go bug Claude about the suit.

"Ohh Cielllllll." Alois said as I went behind the counter. His arms slung around my shoulders as he swayed back and forth, "I saw my dad sewing something for you in the back. It is for me?"

I cocked an eye as I tried to pull myself away for sir annoying, "Please don't touch me....and no it isn't for you."

Alois frowned as he clung to me tighter, "I thought we had something special."

"I think you're bipolar."

I shrugged away from the sad blonde as I walked to the back room of the café. Right as I opened the door I bumped into Claude's chest, "O-oh..."

"Ciel, good of you to find me. I'm done." Claude said as he pressed the bag into my face. I blushed as I grabbed it and headed back outside. I no longer wanted to be inside there where I would be teased until the end of my life.

"Okay I'm ready, let's go." I rushed into Sebastian's car and I was sure the raven haired man was confused more than ever.

He climbed in and grinned at me as I clung the bag into my chest, "You're face is red."

I turned and looked out the window trying to ignore him.

"Although it is a good color for your tan face."

Just keep staring out the window and life will get better....yea...window...trees....flowers....life...people...

"As for why you're blushing I don't know, but-"

"Shut. Up." I spoke as I knotted my brows. I never felt embarrassed as I did right now. "You're such an idiot."

"I'm not the one blushing."

That was it. I was totally going to make that man blush tonight and prove to him that I'm not a weirdo. Although.....how do I do that? I guess I will have to get one of the girls at the party tonight say or do something to him.

Yes. Tonight's mission would be to make Sebastian blush.

To have that happen would make this moment vanish!


"So where is this party at?" I asked after a long moment of silence.

Sebastian stopped at a red light as he looked towards me, "At the lake. There will be a lot of people there. Although it is going to be a lot of rich folk and their friends, my father insists I go because there is a girl there who he wants me to date."

The way Sebastian scrunched his nose made me realize how much he hated this idea, "I'm sure you will be able to keep her away from me."

He sounded dead serious about that, too. What did I looked like to him? A hound dog?

Ugh, whatever. I just have to pretend like I want to help him so I can get paid and leave. I mean, getting paid to be used as a pretend girl friend sounded bad, but if you thought about it, I was being paid to hurt people. That actually amused me. Just slightly.

"The lake is about ten miles down this road. Once we get there you can change into that outfit and start your first night as my date."

I glowered, "Yippi..."