Yes, My Lord.

Chapter 9

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Ciel gulps nervously.

"You have things... Planned?" He asks Sebastian.
"Quite right My Lord. You see, I knew we would be having a snow storm right about now so I took it apon myself to prepare a few... Activities so you would not be bored."

Ciel returns to his normal self.
"Trust me... I'll always be bored with the shit that you plan." Ciel crosses his arms and then realizes that he's still in his sleep attire with Sebastian looking down at him.

Ciel glances up nervously. He feels like a lion's prey. Being able to do nothing but wait for the inevitable... Ciel is not quite sure what will happen today but, as he sits upright, he knows he can take anything this demon throughs at him.

Sebastian is waiting. Waiting for the opportune moment to strike. There is no doubt that on the outside he resembles a large predator hesitant but willing to pounce on any given prey. But, as Sebastian looks down at the uncomfortable looking boy, he realizes something. Sebastian does not want Ciel to be scared of him anymore. He is tired of having to always be looked at as the one that is a bloodthirsty monster. Not to deny the fact that Sebastian actually is a bloodthirsty monster. He loves causing fear, panic, and discord. He relishes in the pain all the pathetic humans drown in. It brings himself joy to have humans run away in fear from him. When he devours their souls, the memory of that person is devoured with it. Nobody will remember that person. Nobody will remain.
Sebastian could not bear to have that happen to Ciel.

Ciel speaks up, quiet and unsure, "Sebastian?"

The butler has been frozen with his mouth slightly ajar for the past few minutes and Ciel was becoming worried.

"Sebastian, are you well?" Ciel pipes up again.

Sebastian brings himself an down to reality.
"Yes I am quite well..." He sounds tired with his pleasant voice having a slight time of longing.

"So..," Ciel clears his throat and begins rather awkwardly, "You said you had a few ideas planned?"

"That would be correct," Sebastian says, "but you see, the things I had planned no longer pretain to the matter at hand."

"What do you mean?"

Ciel is still sitting on the bed.
It is about 12:36

"Young master, I do apologize but you see, now is really not the time for explanation."

Ciel looks down at his hands and a little heat rises up to his small white cheeks.
"Oh.. okay. That's fine."

A few moments pass by and the air in the room has become unrecognizably awkward . You could cut the tension with a death scythe.

Ciel looks around a bit and chews on the inside of his cheek.
He is confused as to why it is so awkward right now. It has never been this way around his... attractive, tall, slender butler.

It's almost like two young lovers are trying to talk to eachother without sounding creepy.

Ciel longs to jump up into Sebastian's arms, smell the sweet scent of vanilla on his glossy black suit.

And Sebastian equally wants to touch the boy's face, and run his fingers through his silky hair.

Just.. Both of the bastards are too shameful to admit it.

Suddenly both of them speak up simultaneously.

"What was it-"
"Young master I-"

Ciel nervously laughs and more heat rushes up to his cheeks. He looks away.

"My sincerest apologies master." Sebastian says, "by all means continue."

"No, it's fine you go ahead." Ciel swings his legs in the air off the edge of the bed.

"Master it is not right for a butler to step ahead of his Lord. What was it you," he takes a step closer, "were saying?"

Ciel clears his throat and says, "I was just going to ask if I could get dressed and we could go ahead and do what you said you had planned." Ciel's small head looks up at the tall butler, and Sebastian reddens an almost unnoticeable amount.

"Ah well, you see it seems that those plans are no longer relevant to the situation at hand."

"What?"

"I'm sorry master it is a bit complicated to explain and I don't think.." He looks around, "now is a good time to discuss it."

Ciel laughs a bit.
"What you think I can't handle it?"

Sebastian's face lights up and a slow smile creeps across his features.

"No. I am fully certain that you would be able to handle it. But now is simply not the time."

He turns.

"Sebastian I wish to get dressed now," Ciel says rather suddenly.

A small intake of breath is heard from Sebastian and he turns back toward Ciel.

"Yes. My Lord."

Then Sebastian dresses his master, and he holds open the door for him as Ciel walks out and toward the kitchen.

Sebastian turns to leave but suddenly looks back into the room, and outside the window where snow is still falling.

"Soon," he whispers, "Very, very soon."
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where there you have it!

chapter 11

I apologize for it being so short but I wanted to update

since its been so long

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