However bad it sounds, Sebastian couldn't wait to see Grell again. Inside him there was a battle going on between his head and his heart, and his heart was slowly winning. The cannons in his heart pulsed around his body and ushered any rational thought from his mind. All he could think about was Grell and their kiss. He wanted more. But not only did he want more of Grell, he also wanted to cause Ciel pain. He knew all about Ciel's desires and he knew that he would never let anything like that happen unless Ciel directly ordered him. He wanted to crush the lights out of Ciel's soul, out of that sweet vengeful soul that he so wanted to taste.
Sebastian smirked. Ciel wouldn't be happy ever again if he had anything to do with it. It was time he accepted it, since last week when that fateful kiss had happened, and the course of his immortal existence had changed, he had shunned all contact, however slight, with Grell.
His thoughts went back to yesterday, when the Shinigami had decided to break down the front door just to see Sebastian again! Of course, Ciel had forbidden him to ever come near the mansion again and he had ordered Sebastian to kill him if he ever came within 10 feet of the ground boundaries. A shame but all the same, Grell's expression had been amusing.
Ciel's fingernails scratched down the wood of the doors as he clenched his teeth angrily. Sebastian was doing it again! He was flipping his hair out of his eyes and staring into space. Thinking of
" ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Ciel screamed and smashed a vase against the wall. Why does he have to torture me! Why does he let me live in this agony! This was not how I planned it! He thumped the door with these thoughts buzzing around his brain like angry wasps and hardly noticed when a huge crack splintered down the side of it.
"Oh dear, you seem to be slightly moody today, my Lord"
Sebastian was standing above Ciel's crouched figure with an expression of false kindness written upon his features.
"Maybe I should just-", He quickly fixed the door, "-repair that!"
Ciel was breathing heavily, angered by Sebastian's aura of calm during his torment.
"Get. Out. Of. My. SIGHT!"
"Yes, My Lord."
Sebastian quickly bowed, and exited the kitchen, hearing the smash of china against the closed door.
Ciel was up in his study. He was meant to be sorting through the all-important paperwork that had piled itself up on his desk and was spilling onto the floor but currently that was not the most important concern on his mind. What should he do about Sebastian? Of course, he could always give him a direct order never to see Grell again and to become his
boyfriend. But he would never do that to the man he loved. He could never take away Sebastian's free will like that. He wouldn't go that far.
Suddenly, Ciel hit upon the answer. He would woo Sebastian.
Ciel smiled triumphantly.