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A Demon's Pursuit 23: The Circus. (Ciel is caught)

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Previously: Sebastian urges Ciel to make a choice right when the boy stumbles into disaster. What will Sebastian do to protect his double interests?

Remember:
“What…?” Ciel said quietly. He squatted on the stairs, heedless of the fabric that could tear if caught between the moving platforms.


Chapter 23.0: THE CIRCUS

First | Previous: on the runway

(Sebastian)

There was a whirl of commotion between the troupe. Faces turned up at Ciel, sharp with fear and anger. Someone danced out of sight, and another carefully stepped in front of what had to be a large quantity of… whatever it was. I assumed it was their arsenal.  

Ciel wrestled with the fabric of his dress. Sadly for him, it was not the gauzy stuff that would tear at such treatment. He was stuck fast on the ever descending steps of the escalator. He would soon reach the floor, where the performers were already moving to surround the boy.

“It’s not too late. We still have time to start this,” a young man with a similarly painted face, and red, red hair proclaimed. “She doesn’t have time to go to security, and our cue should come any second now. Everyone to their places. You, girl. Stay with Beast.”

“But Joker! I was going to go with you—” the dark haired woman protested.

“We don’t have time for this! The customers are watching.” Joker smiled and gallantly bent to help Ciel up. “Are you all right, Miss? Go there with Beast. She’ll take care of you.”

“What’s that thi—” Ciel began, but he was interrupted by the girl wearing a rose headdress.  

“What a pretty costume! Are you doing the fashion show upstairs?” The girl pitched her voice expertly, drowning out Ciel’s accusation. “Look everyone, there are fliers! There’s a student fashion show upstairs! Don’t rush now, but look, look!”

Already people seemed to be setting the uneasy moment aside, ready to hustle on with their shopping.  

“Everyone!” Ciel began again, but once more he was drowned out.

“Time Sale! It’s a time sale!” Two children did cartwheels for the crowd.

“—the balloons—” was the only thing Ciel could make heard. (*1)

“Try it! It’s great!” The children sang out, their high soprano voices carrying over the crowd.

“—gas—” But Ciel was already being taken to the Staff Only door.

This little group of circus terrorists certainly worked fluidly together. Not a single performer was out of step in making it seem perfectly natural that the young ‘girl’ in costume be taken away with them.

But what was their goal? Simply to cause mass chaos once they received their signal, or to kill?  

I weighed the options, feeling a sense of anticipation, and adrenalin run through me. What I needed was for Ciel to forget about the potential danger of the others, and focus on his own impending misfortune. Without actually losing my chosen human, of course.

The door closed behind them, and Ciel, unused to walking in his heels, stumbled as he was forced along. They wouldn’t want him to be in the way…

I kept close to the shadows. It was natural for me to avoid a human’s limited sight, and so none of them would notice me either. In that way, I trailed them. Ciel was near panicked, and he scuffed his feet whenever he could, tried to jerk out of their strong arms, and generally caused a ruckus. But there was no one to hear.

“Stop,” Beast grunted, “struggling!” She clutched Ciel’s upper arm with more force than necessary and glared at the boy. “You can’t get past me, so you can’t tell anyone about anything you might think you saw.” Beast’s fingers twitched to her side, flexing, as though she wished to reach for the firearm hidden there.

Ciel stuck out his chin. “Your actions indicate that you’re up to something seriously illegal. Something dangerous. I saw--”

“You saw nothing!” Beast tried to smile, but it came out more like a sneer.

The smaller figure leaned against Ciel. When he looked from her pale hands to her sweet, trusting smile, he stopped just long enough for them to resituate him. “Just wait here a little while. It won’t be long now.” She rewarded him with a cute little giggle as Beast roughly pulled Ciel’s arms behind him.

Ciel looked up in alarm.

Beast half carried him against her back. “Doll…come here. Through these doors…yes…it locks, doesn’t it?”

“Mm-hmm,” the girl sang.

Ciel wailed. “They’ll notice I’m gone,” he warned them.

“They won’t have the slightest idea where to start looking then, now would they?” Beast shot back.

“Don’t worry,” Doll said solemnly. “You’ll be all right. We’re just keeping you out of the way, ok?” She teasingly pressed on his nose, as if he were a child. That action only served to accentuate their similar height. “Be a good boy, and we’ll go play when the show is over.”

“Whatever you’re doing, you’re going to get caught. You ought to—”

Beast laughed, her voice harsh. “Of course we’ll be caught.” She gave a derisive snort, and she truly did look fierce. I was merely amused, however. “Most of us anyway. But that’s not the point. Those were our orders.”

“That’s our role,” Doll agreed. She looked at Ciel, her brow furrowing as she considered him. “We know that the Japanese Police Force isn’t stupid,” Doll said simply. “So getting away…it’s not the point.” She echoed Beast. It was likely that she didn’t have an original thought on the matter.

“We’ll go out in a wave of glory.” Beast smiled grimly. “Our message will burn brightly on Japan’s memory.”

Ciel shook his head. He looked confused. “I don’t understand.”

“You wouldn’t,” Doll said sadly.

Ciel breathed softly. “If you know you’ll be caught…let me go,” he demanded. He should have pleaded. Should have smiled. But he didn’t.

“No.” Doll shook her head. “Someone will come back for you. This might be the best place for you to wait it out.”

Beast nudged Ciel, gesturing for him to back up. She kept walking menacingly forward, herding the boy against the wall and near the piping of an old sink. She took a scarf off part of her costume, and wordlessly accepted Doll’s. The two pieces tied together was enough to go around Ciel’s slender wrists twice, with still enough room to tie him to the exposed pipe. She was thorough, I will give her that.

“There’s a good child…” she smiled faintly. “Hold still and this won’t hurt a bit. Struggle, and it could cut off your circulation. If it’s too tight…you could eventually lose use of your hands. That is, if no one found you soon enough.”

Ciel quieted, and dropped his gaze. He was biding his time, to be sure, but the two women assumed he was too scared to think.

Like a true performer, Beast pulled a gauzy piece of fabric, not out of her sleeve (which might have been expected of a children-appropriate Sale Event), but out of her bustier. She tugged at the gauzy red fabric, pulling out centimeter by centimeter delicately. She kept her eyes locked on Ciel’s. Ciel struggled again when he realized where she meant to put that fabric, but it didn’t help.

“No, no, I’ll be quiet. Who’s there to hear me?” He gabbled out the words quickly, near tripping over them. My. He really is fluent if he can beg, isn’t he?

Beast smiled cruelly, and put two fingers on his cheek. The other hand danced across his smooth face, still so soft and tender, and she dared to put one finger in the corner of his mouth. Ciel would have bit her, but she was too nimble.

“Smile,” she whispered.

He opened his mouth to scream—a mistake.

Beast slipped the cloth between his teeth, cutting into his mouth and ruining the makeup.

Ah, a pity.

Then she caressed his lips once more, and tapped his forehead sharply. “Be good,” she reminded him.

And then Beast left, her heels clicking as she went.

Doll came after quietly, scurrying. She had lost some of her grace. Doll spared a glance behind her, a sad frown making her somehow more like her namesake.

Ciel was left alone with the knowledge that some act of terror was about to commence, and he, the son of the Dark Gentleman, could do nothing about it. How helpless he must have felt.



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tbc...
Warnings: Sebastian is mean. Beast is sexy AND mean. Non-consensual Bondage.

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(*1) Ciel mentioned some balloons. I admit to shamelessly ‘borrowing’ the setting (and balloons…) from the JDrama “Bloody Monday.” I love that drama. ♥ It may or may not have happened like that in the manga of the same name, but I don’t know, as I didn’t read it.

Thoughts? How do you find Beast, Doll, and the others?

Next: The Cage.
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