A Continuum Error: Kuroshitsuji (Slight & BarbossasDaughter)

[SlightPhobia]

William's gentler remindings about not staying in soiled clothes and not falling down met silence and flushed face. "Mn..." The boy grunted, powerless to say much in reply. He... didn't want to risk a smack on his slightly damp behind. The only real resistance spears met was when he brandished the cloth and slid it between his legs. "Nyah!" He choked, immediately clamping his legs together and squirming awkwardly as he was wiped off. Though he was somewhat restrained, he threw his head back and let loose a rather fussy sort of whine. If only he could see himself behaving so... childishly!

He was inevitably shifted or stood up to address his bottom; a region equally as protested as between his legs. Reaching forward, he even pushed against William's chest, clenching his eyes shut as he whined: "...I'm not a baby-- Don't just...Neh!!" he writhed, squirming away from the rag as much as possible. What a wiggly boy he was.

[Barbossasdaughter]

Fussing was alright in that kind of situation. After all the boy wasn't used to receive any care from whomever. Plus after all he'd been though. It was understandable and mild fussing and whining was alright with William. "I am afraid that they don't have warm water here. I apologize for that inconvenience." He said and rinsed the rag again. "I will ask for warm water in the morning."

As Anguo fussed and pressed against him, trying to wiggle his way away, William frowned and delivered a sharp smack to his bottom. "Now stand still. I need to finish cleaning you off and I can't do that properly if you wiggle too much." Little one's could be so restless.

As he finished cleaning him off, William assisted him standing while he took the larger rags. He put the towel he had draped over his lap, on the floor. "Lay down please. As your clothes are soiled and I don't want to risk you getting cold nor soiling yourself or the bed I will give you some...protection." He said while he gently nudged Anguo to lay down. "This is only temporary and if it shows itself as being useless you won't need it." Though he had the feeling that his body had already taken some "damage" and certainly he would need the protection.

William luckily had some pins in his pockets.

[SlightPhobia]

No warm water? The cold rag came down to him, and the boy shrieked involuntarily from the chill much the way a wee one would have. "It's cold!" he repeated... just to be redundant about it. Twisting, he fought all the more until he was shifted to expose his rump. Grunting, he made a move to stand as he thought that was what William wanted and then? Smack! Right on his scarlet behind, a chiding spank had been dealt. "IYAA!" He yelped. Were his eyes not so swollen from crying prior, he might have started the water works again. His voice hitched as though in tears, but he instead buried his face into the man's shoulder. "That hurt... I don't like this..." He whined, tolerating the cold wipe until William had finished.

Standing, the boy shivered and made a motion to hide himself awkwardly. Stark naked wasn't his forte. Gawking at the floor and the towel, the boy thought nothing of it. Rather than lay down, he sat down on his knees quietly and shivered atop the towel. It wasn't until William inevitably nudged him to lay on his back that he grunted in disapproval. "Ngh... I don't want to sleep on the floor... It's cold..." He protested. Only when Will protection did the boy twitch. "--No. FUCK to the no," he enunciated, clear as day. Well... He /had/ just been over the knee but... he was pretty sure he knew where William was going with that. "Contrary to your warped belief, I am not a baby, so wash your mind out!" He twisted to sit up on his own, but he likely didn't get too far. No doubt the thrashing would begin soon, unless William dropped another threat, a swat, or... well who knew what! "I'm tired! I just want to sleep! Quit fussing with me!" --fussing. The only fussy thing in the room was Anguo!

[Barbossasdaughter]

William continued to clean him up and as he whined about the slap and drew close, William gently stroke his head. "There. You'll be alright." He said. "Of course you don't like it. Though it will help you learn." He told him. It helped a lot of people and especially Shinigami. Grell benefited from it and Knox as well. And it still helped, keeping them in check.


William then proceeded to prepare Anguo for the diapering, though the reaction he earned made him frown. "Of course you won't sleep on the floor. We have a bed after all." He frowned more as he heard the f-word. "Do you need another spanking for your foul mouthedness?" Though his bottom was already quite sore. "Though I think a mouth washing would be much more useful." He said and held him down. "You are the one fussing around like an infant young man!" He chided and with skilled hands he lifted his knees up and put one of the bigger cloths under his bottom. "This is only as a precaution. I don't want to wake up in the middle of the night in a wet bed." He told him. Plus this would mean tears and William would need to comfort...not that he wouldn't do it, but William needed his sleep as well. "As I said if it shows to be unnecessary, you won't need it next time."

He ignored the boy's fuss and continued to pull the cloth up and straightened it over his front. He took one of the pins and began to fix it on the hip. Then the other followed. William checked the inseam. After all it shouldn't be too tight nor too loose. "There."

[SlightPhobia]

Drawn close after the swat, Anguo tried to stifle a whine unsuccessfully. His hair was stroked and his eyes bowed slightly. It made him quite weary to have his hair toyed with. "Uhn...." He whined, smearing his face briefly against William's shoulder. "...I don't want help learning..." he fussed as he was laid down atop the towel.

The F-word came and went and my what results it brought. The threat of a spanking forced him to flush and he found, like any toddler, he quickly replied. "N-No! Please-- I don't want--...." Fortunately, he caught himself blurting the words before he shrieked that he didn't want a 'spanking.' Apparently the first lesson had gone home. He cringed at the idea of a mouth soaping. He was sure that would cause him to throw up at present. The towel came up at his hips and his thighs were inevitably nudged apart. "Eeh..." he grunted, turning bright red as the familiar shape came to form over his lower half. A diaper and pins... "...I'm not going to wet the bed... This... This isn't fair!" He protested, squirming as William tried to pin him. All it took was one scrape of the pin for him to hold still. He yelped and allowed William to finish pining him in peace.

As William's finger at last slid along the inseam, he squirmed once more and looked away from spears. "Nnh... I don't like this... I hate it!" He protested, shivering violently atop the floor. Poor thing.

[Barbossasdaughter]

"Everyone needs help learning now and then...even grown-ups." Even if he considered most "grown-ups" in need of a spanking as infants. As it seemed the first lesson stayed in his mind. Very good. Though William had the experience that as soon as one's bottom was healed again, a lesson could easily be forgotten and a refreshment was in order.

He diapered Anguo and looked at him. " If you like it or not, this will help us avoiding too big messes. Your body went through a lot. This is not unusual. I have seen that before." He told him. William could understand how awful it must feel to loose control over his body. As the boy laid there and shivered he picked him up. He just prepared another basin with water to soak his soiled clothes. Then he went back to the bedroom.

He picked up one of the blankets and snuggled him into it, like a baby. "There. This should keep you warm. Are you hungry?" He asked. "You should at least drink to stay hydrated." He told him and sat sown with him, sitting him on his lap. He took a glass of water and offered it to him. Would he be able to drink it? He was quite weak.

[SlightPhobia]

At last, William had lifted him up into his arms. As William wandered into the bathroom to fuss with a soaking basin, the boy tucked his legs up around Willam's legs. Being carried around in naught but a diaper was a little... well chilly! Shivering violently, the boy repressed several whimpers simply from his chattering as William fussed with the clothes. When at last they had returned to the main room, he did not protest about the blanket at all.

Swaddled as an infant, Anguo released a little noise of satisfaction, drawing nearer to William's body heat and also to the blanket. "Hnnh..." The questions about being hungry went unanswered at first. He was too cold and too weary to process the questions at first. Instead, he gawked the glass of water and sipped it slowly; obediently. Sucking the rim of the cup, he managed to drink all of the water without incident. "I'm... just cold... and tired," He confessed quietly in regard to the food. He was probably starving in reality. He hadn't been fed well in captivity and... let's face it; he hadn't been fed well before that either. The boy flushed softly and murmured quietly: "...and I don't want to be alone..." He hated admitting that-- what a whisper it came in! How much more did he hate that he'd said it out loud at all!

[Barbossasdaughter]

Will tried to be as quick as possible with the clothes and held Anguo close to his body, to warm him at least a bit. As he finished and got him swaddled, he sat and held him close. He could feel the boy snuggling close. William didn't mind the closeness. After all, it had been an exhausting day for the boy.

He drank the water and this pleased Will. "Very good." He looked at the food. Hmm, maybe a bit was okay. After all he needed some energy. He told him he was cold and tired. To that he nodded. "I believe that. It had been quite a day for you." He brushed his hair off his forehead and placed a hand on it to check for fever. He wasn't that hot.

Anguo uttered that he didn't want to be alone to which William replied:"You won't I'll stay with you. It would be irresponsible to leave you without supervision." Ah, practical as always Will. He took the food and inspected it. It was some soup and bread. He took a spoon and offered it to him. "Here, just eat a bit. Even if you happen to throw up again, it will be better for your stomach to be a bit filled than nothing at all." The boy needed energy.

[SlightPhobia]

Anguo was somewhat crippled beneath praise. He wasn't at all sure what to do with it! Flushing lightly, he snuggled against William's Lapels. "Nnh..." His forehead was indeed warm, though not life-threateningly so. He would probably feel pretty awful in the morning yet... which didn't settle well for William if he had to venture into the office. Egh! A fussy, sick baby in tow.

William mentioned that he would stay with the child and as he did, Anguo nodded, mumbling OH so quietly: "....thank you..." Thank you?! It almost seemed profane coming from such a little brat. He might have protested about the whole supervision commentary, but he decided it was best not to look a gift-horse in the mouth! The spoon was offered to his mouth, and as it was, Anguo instinctively, obediently opened his mouth. Accepting the soup into his mouth, he swished around and swallowed the liquid bits, cringing at any solids. Egh. He didn't want to even chew! He managed to chew, though the deed took him quite some time, before swallowing. "Is it... okay if I just eat the broth?" He asked quietly, repressing a groan.

[Barbossasdaughter]

Well if it couldn't be helped he would get him with him, sick or not. He could take him to the infirmary to have a doctor look after him. He brushed his hair back and decided to keep an eye on the fever. After all it could get worse. Humans are such fragile beings.

William heard the thank you and raised a brow. Well. "You're...welcome." He said. It was rare that anyone said thank you to HIM. He was a Reaper after all. Who said thank you for dying?! Well he had some exceptions now and then. It were mostly the one's suffering and finally getting their well earned "rest"

The Reaper continued to feed him gently. He noticed that he didn't like to chew so much and gave him mostly liquid. "Slowly." He said. "Tell me when you have enough." He wouldn't force him to eat, he was after all sick and he could understand that he wasn't that hungry. But eating the few bites would be better than nothing. While he fed him, he gently rubbed his back, absentmindedly