Blood Moon // Ciel x Sebastian (closed)

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The doctor nodded at his request, stopping at the door and looking out at his carriage. He had come prepared for this as he had been given a few details before arriving, a good thing since if he didn't know he would have to go back to town and retrieve them. If he had to leave, Ciel's chances of surviving would be lower than they were now.

[+green "I'll return in a moment,"] he said softly. [+green "Please excuse me."]

With that, he stepped outside and to the carriage, setting his bag on the seat and picking up small case. He brought it in to the house, nodding for Sebastian to follow him up to Ciel's bedroom, and carefully went up.

Ciel rested against the pillows comfortably, his small frame tucked in. His breathing was rather even, the boy seeming as if sleeping, and looked peaceful except for the film of sweat that still covered his form. The doctor carefully set the case on the bed and opened it, revealing an IV system and quite a few bags of saline fluid. Expert hands assembled it and carefully inserted the long needle into the boy's arm, securing it down and carefully hanging up the bag so it could drip effectively. Lastly, he pulled out some syringes filled with a clear liquid and held them out to the demon.

[+green "The saline fluid will help hydrate him; one bag per day,"] he instructed softly. [+green "Give him those injections twice a day, one in the morning and one in the evening. It's an incredibly strong antibiotic. If permitted, I'd like to come up in a couple of days to check on Lord Phatomhive's state and see if there's any other medications I can give you. Other than this, there's nothing else to be done except pray he wakes up again."]
  Ciel Phantomhive / SolemnYuki / 284d 11h 13m 2s
The demons eyes widened a bit. He was able to pick out the nessissary information and not ask what might seem to be a stupid question. He had never actually heard of humans becomng 'comatose' for such long periodes of time. He doubted the sleep like state was what caused the death. The information was quickly processed, and the docotors warning of death made him clench his jaw. He wanted to snap at the man, however that would be improper. He did have to accept it was a dangerous injury for a human though. "Thank you, sir, for coming." He said, to be polite. He let the fact it upset him show, mainly because humans would usually have broken down. He could already hear the other servants bawling. He shook his head, "I will tell the others."
The demon stood to show the doctor to the door. His work load was going to become a lot larger. He ran his hand thru his hair, releasing a slow sigh. All of these actions were more of a show for the doctor, however Sebastian did feel a bit concerned. He would have to try hard to keep his master hydrated. Of course, he had his normal chores, and keeping his co-workers in line. Nor could he forget about his masters business. He debated on telling his masters fiancee. He knew it would anger his master, however duty told him he had to. Then he, personally, wanted to keep his master into a quarentined area. Then there was the queen and her butlers. What would he do if they came asking questions? He would cross that bridge if it happened. Once they got to the door, he asked, "do you have any treatment suggestions? A way to keep him hydrated?" If not, he would figure something out. He had to, it was part of their contract.
  Sebastian Michealis / Leopard_dragon_Love / 284d 11h 30m 48s
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The doctor didn't emerge from the room for quite some time, the sun beginning to set by the time he left. Carefully he cleaned his hands on his handkerchief before picking up the bag and walking the halls to find the butler to inform him of the master's condition.

It took him a bit of navigation but he found the demon seated in one of the comfortable chairs on the first floor, the older male going over to him and quietly setting his bag down beside him. One could tell by the look in his eyes that it wasn't good and he didn't want to deliver the news that he was carrying inside. Slowly he sat down in a chair nearby, exhaling slowly before stating the boy's state.

[+green "As you know, the wound was deep,"] he began, looking up at Sebastian. [+green "Whatever caused this injury made the infection spread quickly; it's likely why it wasn't noticed before as it was far too soon to tell. I cleaned it out as well as I could and restitched it tightly to prevent any more infection."]

The doctor paused for a minute as if debating with himself on whether or not he should deliver this part of Ciel's condition.

[+green "The infection has made Lord Phantomhive quite ill, as you've no doubt witnessed...his fever is still incredibly high and he's not retaining fluids. Not only is his body working on fighting this but also focusing on keeping what little blood he has left circulating through his system. Within the last hour of treating him he had fallen cases such as these, the patient only lasts a couple of days. I don't wish for you to give up hope, but you should still remain realistic."]
  Ciel Phantomhive / SolemnYuki / 284d 11h 57m 54s
"Of course." The demon left, the obediant servant that he was. However, that did notmean he wasn't watching. Various red eyes began to flit among the shadows, remaining out of the doctors vision. His master was weak, and he was not going to trust anyone with his masters life. The doctor had never done anything to encourage such distrust, but sebastian did not care. He limped down to where the other servants were gathered. He onew they would be hunting him down sooner or later for answers. Once he located them, he moved to a chair. He was glad to relive his injury before it reopened again.

"I am afraid it is not looking well. There is a bit of an infection." Such a deep wound, he supposed he should have seen it coming. Especially given his masters weaker constitution. "The good doctor is with him now, doing what he can." Every seemed disheartend by that. "Unfortuantly, I am afraid the young master is unable to eat. He got ill when I tried to feed him."

Bardroy shook his head, everyone hoped they weren't going to lose their master. They had quite the dysfunctional little family, though they knew the butler would deny his role in being part of it.

"You sit tight, Sebastian." The american said, "dinners on us." The trio turned, determind to keep the butler off his feet for a little bit. All of them missed the horrified and disgusted look that found its way onto the butlers face. Some of the things Bard had made inthe past came to mind. Some of them, he was certain, would make him ill. He shook his head, escaping outdoors while he could. Demon or not, his master would have to order him directly to eat something the created without his detailed instruction.
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He remained still as Sebastian cleaned and dried him, remaining that way until he was lain on the large bed again. Ciel was grateful to be clean again though he felt he'd be even more grateful when this hell were to pass. The small frame curled up on the bed, keeping the blankets away from him, and allowed his eyes to close again.

The doctor returned rather quickly, sensing the urgency in the message, and followed Sebastian up to the earl's room again. Carefully he set his bag on the edge of the bed then pulled the boy's nightshirt up to examine the wound carefully. A soft frown touched his face as he looked at it then carefully ran his fingers over the area. Ciel shouted weakly at this, moving away a bit, and squirmed again as the elder male's hand rested gently on his forehead. Once his hand was removed, the boy stilled after curlng up again.

[+green "An infection has taken root,"] he explained quietly, digging through his bag for his necessary tools and medicines. [+green "I'll do what I can to clean it out but I fear it may already be too late. I would ask that you please exit the room so that I may work on Lord Phantomhive more efficiently."]
  Ciel Phantomhive / SolemnYuki / 285d 10h 25m 18s
"Of course not, sir." The demon said, he would have to call the doctor. His masters temperature was high, and he was not eating. He gently scrubbed small circles of the soft human tissue. He was gentle around the stitched area, certain that it must be paiful. However, it needed cleaned. The demon washed his masters hair, and by the end of the bath over half his shirt was wet. He drained the tub, leaning his master on tje back of the tub. He would wait to replace the casing until after the doctor arrived and had left. It was not normal, and did not care to explain why or how it got there. He left his master to retrive a towel, and was back nearly instantly. It had just been hanging on the wall, he wrapped his master up. It did not really cover the boy, but it was enough of a barrier to not shock Ciel when sebastian put him on the cold wooden chair in the corner. "Lean back, into the wall sir." The demon made sure his master would stay and left to fetch another towel. Upon returning, he dried and rebandaged him. Once he redressed his master, he carried him back to the bed. "If you need anything, my lord, please call." The demon had a call to make, and didn't want to cause more complaints. He would leave and let his master rest until the doctor arrived.
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Ciel allowed Sebastian to hold him up, opening his eyes and looking down at the cool water. He was sure his butler didn't care for this extra work and Ciel didn't like needing it done. The boy liked doing some things for himself, especially important things, and didn't enjoy being doted on at any point in his life. But this, whatever it was, was different. He felt rather ill almost constantly and he couldn't shake the exhaustion that seemed to loom over his head. The fever was arguably the worst not only because it made the young master feel as if he were burning from the inside out, but because it made the injury hurt more. It throbbed as if his heart were trying to escape from the stitched wound and the heat intensified it. Unfortunately the cool water seemed to do little to staunch it which left the earl feeling as miserable as he first went in.

He closed his eyes again after a few minutes, running his hand through his hair before letting it drop heavily back into the water. The demon was still holding the boy up as he would probably sink back under the surface without him and drown. [+blue "I don't feel well,"] Ciel groaned quietly. That was an understatement, he felt as if he were dying. [+blue "Don't make me drink any more."]
  Ciel Phantomhive / SolemnYuki / 285d 10h 57m 22s
The demon took in his masters state, suppressing a heavy sigh. Some things just could not be helped. He removed his tailcoat, setting it on a desk chair. He then proceeded to roll up his sleeves, past the elbows. He approched his master, and took the basin from his master. He set it aside, on the ground. He said nothing as he unwrapped his master from the blanket and removed his masters night gown. He looked at the injury, which looked red and irritated. "The casing will dissolve in the water, so please be careful." He said, lifting the boy as if he were made of porclain. He carried his sickmaster to the bathroom and carefully lowered him into the cool water. He kept one arm around Ciel, lowering ackwardly due to his leg. He doubted his master wpuld be able to hold himself up, so he stayed ready to do it for him. The child had started to grow more independant through the years. A few months ago, he had demanded to start bathing himself. The butler complied, but stayed near. This time, however, the demon grabbed the sponge. His master was exhausted, so Sebastian began to gently wash his master. Honestly he missed doing this, standing at the door was so dull. Sloth was not his favorite of the sins, he prefered to stay busy.
[h3 +]
Ciel lay in the bed as he waited for Sebastian, closing his eyes after wiping his brow again. Each passing minute felt as if he were sitting in an oven and the fire below kept growing hotter. He found it hard to do anything but lie there, focusing on what little he could. Between that and his stomach, his hands were rather full.

Opening his eyes, he looked over at the rather full glass sitting beside him. Sebastian would want him to drink more but, the longer he looked at it, the more his stomach protested. It seemed to still be agitated at the water and the milk he had drank earlier, the nauseous feeling growing stronger and stronger. He reached down, pulling out the basin that rested under the bed and pulled it into his lap. No sooner had he done so did his body revolt, rejecting the things he had consumed while his body layered itself in a film of sweat. The small frame dry heaved after for a minute or two before it fell back against the headboard, Ciel exhausted.

He had no idea how long he lay there but his eyes opened again once he heard Sebastian's voice. Ciel didn't move but stared at the adult in front of him tiredly, trying to find the strength to get back up.
  Ciel Phantomhive / SolemnYuki / 285d 12h 6m 0s
"Very well, sir." The demon left to prepare the water. He barely lifted his eyebrow at the small drink, however he did not want to make his master ill. The child did have to listen to his body as well. The demon limped out of the room, into his master private bath. He would have to clean it after he put his Lord back to bed. It had been nigh over 24 hours since the last time it had been cleaned. He found that to be completely unacceptable. Removing his gloves, he made sure the water would not freeze the boy. He did not bother to put them back on, as he had no need to hide his hands from Ciel. Sebastianvturned off the water, rising to go collect his master. Upon entering his masters bed chamber, he said, "your bath is ready, if you are finished." He had taken his time, hoping the boy would drink more of the milk.
  Sebastian Michealis / Leopard_dragon_Love / 285d 12h 15m 42s
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A quiet sigh fell as he looked down at the glass again, his unwillingness to consume its contents evident on his face. He couldn't blame is ill feeling on the morphine as it had worn off hours ago. Ciel also knew that he was more than likely doing more damage by ignoring meals but it was so hard to do otherwise. His stomach was churning almost constantly and even glances to food threatened to bring bouts of dryheaving. He was worried to see what this would do to him and found it safer to not find out.

Though he knew Sebastian would never go for that.

The demon made his intentions very clear and Ciel knew he would fall back on them. When Sebastian stated he would do something, it would be done. In an attempt to appease his butler, the boy took a small sip before reaching over and setting it carefully on the table. If his stomach cooperated, perhaps he'd try again.

A small hand reached down and lightly rubbed at the hard casing on his side while his head rested back against the pillows. [+blue "Make sure it's rather cool,"] Ciel instructed the demon about his bathwater. [+blue "I don't think I can take any more warmth today."]
  Ciel Phantomhive / SolemnYuki / 285d 12h 48m 19s
The demon smirked. "That is very kind, sir. Once you are finished with your drink i will summon Meylene to take the dishes and prepare a bath for you." The demon was prepared to get back to work, no matter his condition. He was slower, however he had managed. That was good enough for the demon. Just the short time he had been standing there, he coyld feel the blood flow slowing. He would just have to make sure to remain still for a few minutes when it reopened. He was never one to let an injury keep him down, even if he was bordering death. It was clear the demon had no intetion of 'resting.' Maybe it was pride, or maybe spite toward his lords rare show of generosity. He would not let his master take pity on him.
[h3 +]
Ciel relaxed as much as his ill and injured body would allow him, lying on his back as he stared up at the ceiling. Making his even more injured butler walk through the manor to prepare him a drink that was already in the room was a rather low thing to do, though he figured Sebastian deserved and could handle it. They had an odd relationship where, instead of showing each other mild bits of affection as normal people did, they enjoyed seeing the other uncomfortable or struggling. They often went out of their way to bring a little discomfort onto the other and enjoyed every minute of it. This was no different.

He was surprised at how long it took Sebastian to return with the promised drink, slowly pushing himself up again as he heard the door open. The trip seemed as if it had taken its toll on the demon and a rest would be in order so his leg could heal properly. This may be a blessing in disguise...if Sebastian couldn't use his leg very well then perhaps he couldn't torture his charge with doctor visits or forced meals.

Speaking of which, the items that were left for the boy remained untouched and cold as his stomach hadn't fully settled yet. He looked forward to consuming the prepared beverage as much as he looked forward to a week-long trip with his betrothed. He frowned faintly as he took the glass, holding it with one hand while the other kept him propped up, and glanced over at his butler.

[+blue "You should rest,"] he instructed quietly. [+blue "And take care of your leg."]
  Ciel Phantomhive / SolemnYuki / 286d 9h 51m 51s
"Very well. I would rather not wait. I have no wish for you to get worse." The demon bowed. He left the items, just in case his master got hungry enough to try. The demon turned around, his jaw clenching as he faced away from his master. He had no desire to show how much that actually hurt. He managed to limp out at a decent pace. He was stubborn and proud, and actually walked the whole way as his master asked. While he had not been forbidden from using his abilities, his master did say walk. He focused on his balance as he went down the steps. He had to stop partway down after his leg gave out. He rested for a moment before pressing forward. He pushed himself off the rail, growling. He was grateful for his dark clothing, as he could feel his pants gtowing damp. He was stuck resorting to short bursts of distance. The kitchen was empty when he entered, so he took aseat and used his powers to make the drink. In all, it took him almost 2 hours before the demon made it back to his lord. His limp now looked cringe worthy, though he put on a careless face. "Your milk, my lord." His voice was soft, trying to keep any traces of misery out of his voice.
[h3 +]

The inevitable was coming but it was nice to prolong it a bit. Common sense told him that Sebastian wouldn't take long and he would probably use his demon abilities to make it easier but that didn't matter. What mattered was stalling and hopefully making the demon a bit miserable while he did it. The boy was feeling worse for wear and he wasn't about to suffer alone.

He allowed his small form to sink to the mattress, his arms getting tired of propping himself up, and glared tiredly at the demon that towered above him. [+blue "I'd sooner eat dirt than sample Bard's cooking, which honestly isn't too far off,"] Ciel retorted. The blonde had a tendency to over-cook and burn things beyond recognition, Ciel wanted to be able to recognize a dish before he ate it.

[+blue "I require nothing further, but take your time,"] he said after a moment, wiping forming sweat from his brow. It was still a bit warm though the boy was working on hiding it as he didn't wish the doctor to be phoned. [+blue "You could even wait until lunch, or better yet, dinner."]
  Ciel Phantomhive / SolemnYuki / 286d 10h 31m 50s

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