Sebastian was walking down the halls in the Phantomhive manor like he did every day. Today was one of the more peaceful days, the servants didn't destroy the house, Ciel wasn't complaining as much as he does on a normal day, and all in all, Sebastian's stress level was at an all time low. He heard an extra set of footsteps next to him. He looked down to find Tanaka following him like usual. Sebastian could never understand why he followed him around, but he didn't mind it.

"Tanaka…"

"Ho?"

"What are you doing?"

"Ho!"

Sebastian chuckled.

"Very good, continue on with your day."

"Ho! Ho! Ho!"

Sebastian turned the corner and walked into the room with all the accounting information with it. It was time for him to sort out all the things Ciel has bought for the past few weeks. Half of it was chocolate imported from different countries.

"I swear that kid's sweet tooth is unnatural."

Sebastian the ever so loyal butler sighed and slipped on his glasses as he started to get to work. He would only have an hour or so before Ciel would request his afternoon tea. That boy had a bottomless pit for a stomach.

While he was busy at work, he felt a small quake in the room. He simply dismissed it as one of the servants making another mess somewhere in the manor.

"Such a shame, they were doing so good too, I was going to bake them some cookies."

Then he felt a stronger quake. It was too big for the servants to make so he thought that it was an earthquake, which he found really weird, as it wasn't common for an earthquake to happen in England. He got up and looked outside of the window to see if the animals reacted to it. They didn't. Not even Pluto stirred in his sleep. Sebastian was confused as to what was happening. Ciel, nor did the servants even come rushing into the room to tell Sebastian about the house shaking.

Sebastian's thoughts were interrupted when the fireplace started spouting huge, red-orange flames. At this point, Sebastian knew what was happening.

Satan was coming. Sebastian had no reason why but it probably wasn't a good reason.

Pretty soon, the walls started to crumble and the room started to engulf in flames. Sebastian rolled his eyes and took his glasses off. This guy always has to be so showy. Since the fire was all over the place, it was hard to really make out the guy; all Sebastian could see was the figure of a lean man, with glowing, red-slit eyes, and fangs, much longer than Sebastian's.

"Sebastian…"

The voice was deep, and it was low. There was an undertone to it.

"Satan…thought I wouldn't have to see you for a long time, what brings you here?"

"Sebastian, you know I have been watching you for quite some time."

Sebastian raised an eyebrow at his evil lord's words. Why was he watching him?

"Don't you have anything better to do than watch me?"

Satan just laughed, making a deep, gravelly sound.

"Oh Sebastian, you know that you're my favorite. The reason that I think so highly of you is because you have no remorse. You kill because you enjoy it. You're cold and unfeeling. You know how that makes me feel…"

"How does it make you feel?"

"Aroused…You know that whenever I see blood, the pretty crimson that runs through everyone, it makes me feel…alive. The only one that could make me feel that way is you, Michaelis."

"Get to the point." Sebastian clearly wasn't entertained.

"Ever since you made the contract with that brat, Ciel Phantomhive, you've gone soft."

Sebastian could not believe what just came out of his mouth! How dare he say that he has gone soft?!

"I have not gone soft because of some little boy."

"My little underling, how quick you are to protest. You don't even see the ways you have gone soft."

"So why don't you tell me?"

"Very well…Since when have you started reading bedtime stories?"

"The Young Master suffers from terrible nightmares."

"And you care because?"

"…"

"Correct me if I'm mistaken, Sebastian, but aren't demons supposed to feed off the negative emotions a mortal is feeling? Isn't that what gives them life, aside from eating the souls of the poor mortals."

"You are correct in this statement."

"So then why don't you continue to let him have the nightmares? Do you feel badly for the lad whenever you see him in pain?"

"It is not that, Satan…"

"So then tell me Sebastian, what is it? I can see it inside of you, the heart that beats. Demons don't have hearts. Sebastian, please don't lie to me, I know you care for the boy. It is rare, but not unheard of for the demon to love the prey. Hannah Annafellows was an example of this."

"I do not care for him in the way of which you think."

"Oh? So I'm the liar."

Silence takes over the room.

"So, shall I get Claude Faustus? The demon you killed in order to get your precious master back?"

"I-no, your highness."

Satan sighed. He was at his wits end with Sebastian. He was always the free spirit.

"Sebastian, it doesn't make me happy to come and tell you this but, I need you to find another master."

Crimson eyes widen.

"Find a new master?"

Satan nodded to verify his statement.

"Sebastian, you killed another of your kind in the name of a mortal. You know that some of the others aren't happy about that."

"They act as if they have not killed another demon themselves!"

"I know. They are not as innocent as they claim to be but, please, bear with me Michaelis. This will only be for a short while."

Sebastian hung his head in shame. Leave his master? He couldn't.

"You have to leave tomorrow morning. How you tell your master is not my business. Take care, Sebastian Michaelis."

Just like that, the room returned back to normal and it seemed like almost no time has passed. Sebastian sank down in the chair and ran a gloved hand through his raven locks. How was he going to break it to Ciel?

He was leaving…