"Sebastian are you coming?" Ciel called.

He was leaving in the cart as his butler rushed along with their luggage. He refused to sit inside with him. He even refused to have his luggage on the cart. So he literally ran behind them. Ciel was on the verge of shouting at his ignorance. Maylin jumped from the back and ran at him.

"What are you doing Sebastian?" Maylin asked.

He picked her up bridal style and continued to run with harsh breathes.

"S-S-Sebastian what a-ar-"

"I simply picked you up for you would surely be left behind." He spoke clearly.

Maylin wasn't going to give up yet though, the master had told her to find out why he was acting so strange lately.

Later that day Sebastian was doing the laundry that Maylin could not. Bard Finny and Maylin staked him out. Watching his every move.

"Maybe he has heartburn." Finny.

"Don't feel foolish it's bound to be that he doesn't have a date." Bard.

"HUH?" Finny, Maylin.

"Keep it down. He doesn't have a date and it's Valentines day." Bard.

"No, that's not it, that wouldn't keep him from being around the master." Maylin.

"Or perhaps Maylin." Bard

"Huh." Maylin

"Maylin has been around the master a lot lately." Finny.

"Huh." Maylin.

"Sebastian has a crush on" Bard

"Huh." Maylin.

"MAYLIN!" Finny, Bard.

"What are you three doing atop the estate. You all have work to be done, especially you Maylin. Now get going."

Gulp.

Now Maylin was alone with the supposed crushie cleaning laundry.

"S-S-Sebastian?"

"Yes."

"How long were you standing there behind us?"

"After both you and finny gave questionable 'huh'."

"I-I-I-"

"Maylin I simply do not have a 'crush' on you."

"Then why are you avoiding the master?"

"There is one person in this household in which I do have a crush on."

Maylin left then and insisted the master ask him himself.

"Sebastian, what the hell are you doing?"

"The laundry young master."

"No, why have you been avoiding me?"

He stood in front of him causing the butler to look down to the young master. Without any warning he placed his mouth on the boys. Ciel was angry, confused, and just plain upset. Sebastian knelt down beside him as to give better access. He was determined to get his tongue in Ciel's mouth. Ciel pulled away as fast as possible.

"What the?"

"As you see young master even one hell of a butler has needs."

I'm sorry for the horrible quality, but this is my first black butler fanfiction.