Pain

No More

The sun rose above the Phantomhive Manor. The normal sounds of chaos were heard from the manor, explosions, plates breaking, garden being destroyed, demon hound howling- the usual.

Real Ciel Phantomhive, with both his blue eyes piercing, had sighed at his younger brothers laziness, and whacked him with a pillow. "Wake up, little brother! We have a ton of work this morning!" He yelled, and climbed out of bed.

"Ugh... five more minutes..." Astre whined, pulling the blankets over his head. He always despised waking up in the morning, even when he was younger. And if they didn't have to do their work and have to go to a gala that night, his brother may have just left him there to rest. If nothing else, to simply prove in that twisted mind of his who was the truly best Earl of Phantomhive. And to get what every older sibling longs for- a break from his little brother. Sadly, though, this was not the case today.

Ciel rolled his sapphire eyes, and hit him again. "We! Have! Paper! To! Sign! Idiot!" He said, after every word, he whacked him with the pillow at full force in his little body. "Get! Up! Lazy! Brother! Of! Mine!"

"No... I refuse to succumb to the morning light." He pulled his own pillow over his face, and curled up. "Leave me to rest, dearest brother..."

"Flattery will get you no where with me, brother." He said, finally placing the pillow back on the bed, crossing his arms, and sighing at his brothers need for rest. "I swear, you are the laziest, most childish person I know."

"I'm not lazy!"

Ciel only laughed at his brothers protest, "Yeah right! As if!"

Sebastian then came in. "Enough fussing around, you two." He said, as if he was the parent of them- which he practically was at this point. "Here, I made cake—"

Astre did not give his butler opportunity to finish. "Cake you say?!" He quickly sat up on the bed, removed the pillow and covers from his face, and began munching on the cake. "Mmm! This is very good, Sebastian." He said, eating it happily as the two other in the room laughed at the scene.

"I'm glad you like it, my lord." He said, laughing as if it was the funniest thing in the world, though he tried to hide it.

Ciel could only laugh along with his brother's butler. "Yeah, he clearly does. Clearly enjoys everything you make." He said, laughing openly at Astre.

"What? What are you two laughing at?" Asked Astre, pausing from his eating and looking towards the two.

Sebastian was the first to speak. "Well, I do not mean to come off as rude, my lord, but—"

"I do!" Ciel interrupted. "You're getting fat, Astre." Astre's eyes and mouth went wide at his brothers words. "You eat a lot and it's starting to show." He said, blunt and refusing to pull any punches with his brother, as per usual.

"What?! I am not! I- I do eat a lot of sweets, and it's because they are fantastic! But I haven't gained any weight!" Astre protested, though he went back to eating his cake.

Ciel only laughed, as Sebastian could hardly continue to suppress his chuckles at his young masters behavior. "Brother, you can not possibly be serious at the moment! I mean look at yourself, you are forming pudge as we speak! I mean, look at yourself, brother! You are a glutton." He said, gesturing to his brother, and pointing at his stomach, and the newfound roundness- as well as softness of it. "The sooner you accept this, the sooner we may remedy the situation. And you can stop bringing shame to the Phantomhive name." He said with a wide smirk.

"..." Astre looked down at his body, and didn't say another word. He felt so embarrassed- though he was grateful it was only them in the room laughing at him... did it show when he was in public? At galas? He felt so ashamed... their words reigned mockingly in his head.