AN: Another story of Shizuo and of my OC. Path of Strife and 420 Days With Shizuo, however, will still continue. I apologize to the others who were waiting for an update to those stories.

Chapter I
Début de Papillion

"As of now, you're officially a butler of the Strife family." The blond said, all the while smiling as he carefully fixed the younger one's tie in front of him. The other scoffed, hands crossed at his chest as he sighed. "Remind me again why I'm doing this, nii-san?" He jeered while his older brother shrugged with that smile.

"You don't have any work left anymore. Kasuka's busy with his next movie overseas and he doesn't have any time to spare for you. Luckily," He formally inclined his head to him. "I'm here for you, and this job is good for a few months until you can find another one." Hearing the other mumble something crude under his breath, he shook his head gracefully. "It's a good thing you came to me, though. At least you have a nice bed to look forward to at the end of the day. And even the food isn't so bad here."

"That's not something to look forward to at all when you're strutting around wearing this shit, Shitsuo-nii." He snarled as the young man, Shitsuo, shook his head again and pricked the younger one's ear.

"Ow!"

"Language like that is inexcusable here." Shitsuo said sternly, making the other flinch at his words and tone. "Remember, you're serving one of the most important families in Japan now. You'd do well if you respect them. Besides," The blond took a note from the inside pocket of his jacket.

"You're already assigned to someone in the house." At this, the younger one looked up with a raised eyebrow. "I am already? That was fast." He said, surprised at the recent turn of events. Shitsuo smiled at him again, and ruffled his already messy, blond hair. The outoto snarled and slapped his hand away, matting his hair back in place, his mocha brown eyes flashing with anger.

"Her name's Noelle. She's the youngest daughter of the family, and the next heir to the business." Shitsuo passed the paper to his brother, showing a picture of a young woman sitting on a wheelchair. The blond took a sharp intake of breath as his eyes scanned the photograph. The lady has rich brown locks, cascading down to her waist, as well as her mysterious emerald-green eyes. She has a petite figure, and she wore a lavender dress that reached to her ankles. Her smile is calm, but it was somewhat painful to his eyes. Although attractive, her health doesn't seem to be in a good position. "What happened to her?" He asked his older brother, eyeing the wheelchair she's resting on.

Shitsuo sadly smiled while staring at the photo, "Poor lass got into a car accident with her mother and twin brother. Unfortunately, she and her brother were the only ones who survived." He smoothed out the picture and handed it back to the other.

"And the brother?"

"In Europe, studying to be a doctor."

"I see…" The blond pocketed the photo and straightened his attire. Shitsuo gazed at him and smiled gently. The reason his younger brother is working here is because he is supposed to be on a business trip with the Master of the house, Noelle's father. He needed someone to replace him and take care of the mansion in his place. His brother, on the other hand, needed a paying job and a place to stay. It fitted together like pieces of a puzzle.

"You'd do well won't you, Shizuo?" The blond looked up to him and smirked, proudly putting his thumb to his chest.

"You can count on me, nii-san."

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~Noelle Strife