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Ciel, the new Earl Phantomhive, narrowed his eyes at his butler, Sebastian, as the tall man placed a cup of tea on his desk.
Sebastian was frowning again today.
That annoyed Ciel.
Sebastian was normally the proper, dapper servant, the perfect, charming gentleman.
Something was wrong with him lately.
His usual smile had faded.
He wore a frown most of the day, his mind had become scattered, he forgot intricate details about day to day activities.
Things that he never forgot before.
What was wrong?
Ciel scolded him, over and over, but so far, that hadn't really worked out very well.
The bluenette scowled.
Now that the Phantomhive Earl had reached manhood, he understood the complexities of the adult world better.
Sebastian was a man…..
Men had…...needs.
Did Sebastian need…...something?
Or someone?
Ciel blushed.
The Earl didn't want to know details, he just wanted Sebastian back. Normal Sebastian as his perfect, attentive butler.
To achieve that, he was willing to make him a generous offer.
Even though it irked Ciel greatly.
"Sebastian!" Ciel said suddenly.
"My lord?!" Sebastian asked as he jumped.
Ciel seemed to have startled him out of his thoughts.
"I order you to take this evening off. I want you to leave the manor, forget this place, and return to me tomorrow. I don't know what's been troubling you lately, but get it off your mind. It's affecting your work." Ciel huffed.
"My lord….." Sebastian began.
"An order, Sebastian." Ciel commanded, going back to his paperwork.
"Yes, my lord." Sebastian bowed.
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That evening, Sebastian sat, riding in the carriage Ciel had forced him to take, as it rolled towards London.
He had removed his uniform. Now, he wore only a white shirt, black tie, and his black trousers.
His raven-Black hair was as neatly combed as always, his shoes perfectly polished.
Coins jingled in his pocket. Ciel had given him a bit of money to "clear his mind".
Whatever that meant.
Sebastian still frowned.
Now that Ciel had sent him away for the night, what was he supposed to do?
He had many things that needed to be done at home.
Why this?
Once Sebastian arrived in London, he exited the carriage and began to walk around.
He found the streets as dull as ever.
Up and down, up and down, he walked from one alley to the next.
Sebastian's head turned towards the direction of loud music that seemed to be coming from a rambunctious club at the end of a street.
Curious, Sebastian walked closer, and entered the establishment.
The club was full of people, men and women, all happy, all laughing.
His eyes scanned over the crowd as he walked up to the bar.
He didn't know why.
He didn't drink.
"What can I get you, handsome?" A familiar but very different voice asked.
Sebastian's head turned and his eyes widened.
"C-c-c…..Cie…" The Phantomhive butler stammered as he looked into those same sapphire eyes that sent him away only hours earlier, bluenette curls falling around a perfect, beautiful pale face.
"What was that, dear?" The voice asked.
Sebastian swallowed and eyed the very female cleavage pushed in his face as the woman leaned over the bar to speak to him.
"Who are you?" Sebastian blurted out.
The normally suave butler was so taken aback by this….this copy of Ciel that he lost his usual diplomacy.
"Never ask a lady her name or her age, love." The woman chuckled, her eyelids dropped, showing off her long, black lashes as she scanned over the man in front of her. "Let's turn the tables, hm? Who are you, dear?"
For a moment, Sebastian stared into her sapphire eyes, transfixed.
Those deep, blue eyes gazed back.
"Do I know you, mister?" The woman asked, furrowing her brow.
Sebastian slowly reached out his hand.
The woman gradually extended her arm and took it, placing her delicate, pale fingertips in his grasp.
She walked around the bar and Sebastian led her to the dance floor.
"My name is Sebastian." The Phantomhive butler whispered in her ear as he slipped his hand on her waist and they began to sway.
"Celia." The woman whispered back, pulling away to look into his eyes again.
After they spent what felt like a lifetime dancing, Sebastian leaned in and whispered, "My lady, I have the most controversial idea~..."
Celia smirked. "I like controversy."
—
"Mmmmfff….." Celia gasped for breath as Sebastian pushed her onto the bed, kissing her hungrily as his hands tore at her navy skirt, roughly ripping off her corset.
The two had left the bar and Sebastian used the money Ciel had given him to rent them a room for the night.
Sebastian paused briefly when he noticed the same mark on her ribs that Ciel bore.
Celia shyly covered it with her hand. "Don't mind that, love."
"My lady.." Sebastian began before he was quickly pulled back down by the bluenette for another passionate kiss.
Ciel had been right.
Maybe a night off was all Sebastian needed.
He and Celia spent the evening in each other's arms, the sheets stained with sweat, their breath coming in gasps when after many passionate hours, they finally laid together, intertwined and exhausted.
Sebastian nuzzled the top of her head, taking in the sweet perfume of her hair before sleep overcame him.
Ciel would never allow him to court someone, but, if it improved his work, maybe the Earl would consider….
Who was this woman, anyway?
That brand….
That hair….those sapphire orbs…...
Questions swirled in Sebastian's mind as he succumbed to drowsiness.
—
Sebastian purred when he woke in the morning, opening his eyes, eager to see his little lady.
Shock came over his face when he saw the empty bed.
He sat up immediately and looked around the room.
Where did she go?!
She left!
She left without saying goodbye.
Sebastian sighed, feeling his frown come back.
He stood to dress.
Ciel would be angry if he was late returning.
But just then, something blue glimmered on the nightstand.
Sebastian narrowed his eyes and picked it up.
It was…...a sapphire necklace.
Silver chain, with the phantomhive crest as a pendant.
Sebastian blinked.
He also noticed one of his Phantomhive cufflinks had gone missing….
Why?
—
As quickly as he could, Sebastian returned to the Phantomhive manor and came promptly up to Ciel's study.
"Well?" Ciel asked. "Was that helpful?"
"Quite, young master. I do have a question, though, if you'll grant me the honor of answering." Sebastian smiled.
"What?" Ciel barked irritably, looking up from his paperwork.
"What is this?" Sebastian asked, dangling the woman's necklace in front of him.
Ciel's eyes widened. "Give me that! Where did you get that?!"
"What is it?" Sebastian persisted.
"It's…...It's…..never you mind! Just give it to me!" Ciel said, snatching it from Sebastian.
Sebastian blinked.
Ciel knew what it was.
Ciel knew who's it was.
Sebastian smiled.
So, Ciel knew this woman…..
"Young master, who is Celia?" Sebastian asked as he handed it over.
"My twin sister. She died long ago, the night of the fire." Ciel said simply, coldly.
Sebastian's heart skipped a beat.
Celia…..
That beautiful woman, Ciel's twin, he had no idea she was still alive….
Sebastian had to find her and make her his own….
"Young master….." Sebastian began.
"Sebastian, answer me! Where did you get that?" Ciel demanded.
Somehow, someway, Sebastian had to find that sweet little bluenette.
Not only did she steal his cuff link….
She stole the stoic butler's heart.