Flames of Passion *Sebastian X Reader*

Chapter 9: The Sick Ciel

Flame P.O.V

As Sebastian and I walked into the circus tent, we saw all of the understudies and some of the first-tier performers practicing.

"Well, better get started." I said as I took my hand out of Sebastian's and stretched. He wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me to him as he placed a gentle kiss on my forehead. I blushed and pushed him away.

"Get to practice Black!" I said teasingly as he bowed and winked before walking away. I sighed and chuckled, walking over to Jumbo lifting a boulder. I picked up some weights and started lifting them.

Suddenly, I hear gasps and I put my weights down and wipe sweat from my forehead. I turn around and see Sebastian balancing on a tower of circus balls and next to him I see Suit balancing on maybe a thousand of the balancing tubes all in a tower. I gasp and run over closer to them. I laughed as they were both glaring at each other. Then, I heard Doll come in with Smile. Doll started gawking at them and then told Smile how he would have to get his skills up.

After a while of practicing, Doll suggested that her and Smile should go have a shower. I smirked.

"Young Smile there is in for a shock." I mumbled and put the weights away.

Sebastian P.O.V

As I was going to put some towels away, I saw the Young Master hugging himself as he ran out of the 'showers'. His clothes absolutely soaked. I finished putting the towels away and went to find the young lord. I saw him in the fetal position, shivering from his wet clothes.

"You'll catch a cold My Lord. I have brought a change of clothing" I said as I knelt down and draped a towel over him, putting a hand to my heart.

"Enough." I heard him mumble.

"Pardon?"

"I said I've had enough! If I have to continue this I swear I shall go mad." He said as he buried his head in his knees again.

"Goodness my lord. Giving up already? It seems I underestimated your fortitude, allowing such trifles to bother you. Well, that isn't like you at all." I said, a smirk appearing on my face. Soon after, Ciel let out a sigh.

"Not like me eh? Indeed it's not. I'm the head of house Phantomhive and the Funtom Company. It's not like me to live like this. Still, there's a task to do. We'll finish this as swiftly as possible!" He exclaimed as he stood up and looked at me. I bowed my head and put a hand to my heart.

"Indeed."

With this, I dried the young master and started dressing him in dry clothes.

"Once we've searched the first-tier performers tents we can go home. My initial plan was to work our way quietly up the ladder but with these wretched conditions I simply can't last that long. I'm already approaching my limit." The young master said as he slipped one of his arms into the shirt and then the other.

"Personally I would find brute force easier than infiltration. The reaper keeps me from moving freely at night."

"Unfortunately, the fact that the reaper is here isn't enough to prove the circus guilty of anything so behave yourself for now." The master said as he looked at me out of the corner of his eye.

"Yes." I said as I draped a blanket over his shoulders and he shook his hair.

"The time to strike is during the show when you can expect them all to be away from their tents. Before anything I need to find a way to slip free of that Freckled chap who tails me everywhere. If I can't asses the tents contents personally than there is no point. I want to go home. I'm long overdue for something sweet." The young master said as he was still shivering.