Hello my fellow kitty kats! This is my first fanfic so don't kill me. sorry about the grammar errors if you're a grammar Nazi ((((*｡_｡) you don't have to remind me that my spelling sucks.
this is A CielXOC fanfic, but i'm trying to include everyone and not just give Ciel and the OC thier own moments, because in reality it wouldn't just be them all the time. and sorry no yoai! I'll try not to change a character's personality because i know how annoying that is! please review or message me your opinions, since i'm only a noob :3
Merci! thanks for choosing to read! I'll update ASAP!
Disclaimer: Any Character, Place, Dialogue, or anything that is in the Manga "Black Butler" is not mine, but Yana Toboso's. The only thing that is mine is the Character Serene Bisoir and her friends, past, words, etc. and any dialogue or words that is not in "Black Butler".
So don't credit me on the Awesome characters from the manga, they're not mine! that's why this is called a fanfic!
unknown location - 5:Am
My Digits vanished into numbness as I continued to pant breathlessly. I have to keep going, I'm almost there! collapsing out here would be suicide; throwing a helpless lamb in the lion's den. Hopefully the people who lived in the scary mansion up ahead were nice people. Hopefully...strangely it looks kind of familiar.
I continued to stumble as the heavy sheets of ice cold rainwater pounded against my beaten-up body. these are definitely not normal Georgia temperatures...Obviously that stupid weather woman messed up again! Or...maybe this isn't...Georgia? Never mind these types of thoughts, I really just need to continue before I collapse out here to die!
I knew I should have never taken on that guy! Now I lost all the money that was bet for me and even maybe my job. And now I'm barley conscious in the middle of God-knows-where! Well, isn't this a sticky situation. Actually more like a wet situation, because I don't know...I'm soaked to the bone because of this stupid weather! Sorry that was a bad joke, but I'm hurting, cold, wet and lost - and I didn't even d-
"d-GAHHHHHHH!" oww...
I fell with a thud as the rain continued to torment on. In a normal situation that wouldn't have hurt as much, but as you can see this is not a "ordinary situation". That actually hurt a lot. I looked back to see what had caught my foot and caused me to trip. damn wet shoelaces! I'll tie the hell out of them later.
I got up as mud and water seeped through the shoes onto my cold, stiff feet as my thoughts wandered to when my "parents" had always scolded me for not tying my laces. It seemed like a waste of time to me so I just never tied them...except when I was bored in Math of course. But, all of that was years ago. Almost like a distant dream, I had once owned. My lips turned into a smirk. hmph, thinking these things out here.
stupid.
I looked up to see how much closer I was to my destination.
"heh, thinking really does pass the time doesn't it! we're almost there" I tried to be cheerful as I spoke to Nobody. I slowly scrambled closer to the mansion. I Entered the yard and half ran, half staggered to the front and up the stairs. I banged on the door with the force I would usually use to punch someone. I didn't even notice the bruises forming onto my already bruised knuckles. Or the pain that had griped my body like a sickness a few stumbles ago.
I was desperate.
"Please! Someone...open the door! I'm hurt, and lost, and...and...please don't be Hannibal lector!" I didn't actually mean to say the last part, but this what your brain will do when you're in this situation.
Where the hell is the doorbell? I'll just continue to pound this door until someone-
suddenly the door flew open as i stumbled into whoever's arms (also nearly fwapping them if he/she hadn't had such good reflexes)
" I am just...too tired to talk to people...right...now." I mumbled as my mind waded into sleep. the last thing I thought was "this guy better not be Hannibal Lector reincarnated."
24 hours ago from the "unknown location"-Georgia, Atlanta- 5:00 Am
"AHHHHHHHH WHAT THE FUCK?!"
I just kept falling and falling down the cliff, surly I should have landed by now!
"OWW!" suddenly I landed with a thud...not on hard cliff rocks, but...my bedroom floor?
"what the...oh it must have only had been a dream...he he-wait then how did I end up 5 feet from my bed?"
oh well. I was known to move a lot in my sleep. I untangled myself from the monstrosity they call "bed sheets" and moved on to do the same with my hair. Honestly it wasn't as bad since I had cut it off. I hadn't exactly wanted to, but peanut butter just doesn't cut it to get gum out of this hair.
I ripped the knots right out of my hair like they were some type of bug. To tell you my opinion, they are, they're just in the form of dead cells (hair is just dead cells...gross)! Thank the Lord I didn't have curly hair like Ashley's. I don't have that kind of time to waste on hair.
Or money.
Or patients either.
I would have just shave it all of but...then i would have been pinned as Miley Cyrus's successor or some idiot idea my friends would have made up. (which is not surprising at all!)
If you had knew the type of person I was, you would be surprised who my friends were. They were the type of people who went to Anime conversions and read manga. They always picked on me for not knowing some elaborate plot to "Vampire knight" (is that it?) or calling me Hunni-sempai-I have seen the kid and I am NOTHING like him- I don't walk around talking to a stuffed plush. Well I do like eating a lot...and talking to Nobody...ahem-anywho... Manga and Anime had recently been introduced to me by my friends.
"come on Serene!" Will said (more like shouted... right in my ear)
"pweeease?" Ashley dragged out, "I just definitely know you'll love it! I pinky promiiissse!" she continued to pout.
"yeah SeSe, just try it. It won't kill you...or will it?" Anthony teased with a evil look in his eyes.
"yeah and I know the exact anime for you! It's better in manga form though. Either way- Black Butler! i think you'll be able to relate with the main character. He's cute too!" Carley said with a wink, as she shoved the book into my face.
"And even Kendall liked it! and you know how she iissssss!" Ashley pouted some more.
"Okay I'll read the damn thing just stop shoving it in my face!" i retorted, snatching it. i couldn't possibly pass this when Ashley had that face.
"Okay great! It's my personal favorite. BTDubs i already have dibs on Sebby. And Aloise if you watch the Anime" Carley ended. they all left as Ashley whispered in my ear.
"Oh and by the way, if you don't read it, but pretend to like last time, you're in for it" trust me, she may be cute, but she wasn't joking. I don't want to remember last time... *shiver*.
the girl has anger problems.
"okay, bye bye SeSe-Sempai!" I have no idea what 'Sempai' meant but all my friends referred to me as "SeSe" (pronounced CiCi) when joking around. mainly because they knew why I hated my full name so much.
"see you later at School! don't get your pretty self into trouble!" Anthony and Will teased, joking. They were always saying flirty stuff like that, that became unflirty when they said it.
I sighed and looked at the book. A picture of a pretty handsome dude dressed in black formal clothes was pouring tea into a cup as he smiled (more like smirked), looking back at me like he knew something that I didn't. Well i guess he kinda did since I hadn't exactly read it's contents yet. Honestly I totally wouldn't have minded if I didn't have so much on my mind and schedule.
Oh well. No escaping now. (curse that evil enchantress *AKA Ashley*)
I was glad though because I loved the book! It made me realize that even if I had lost a lot, I wasn't Ciel who had lost his heart and he was still just a kid-2 years younger than me! I still was able to smile and I had friends. and since I had never really had any memories of my real parents, It didn't hurt not having any around today.
poor guy had just been through too much.
Well anyway. My friends were those type of people and I was...well... the type who did underground street fighting while managing everything on my own. I didn't even let John interfere, even though he keeps pestering to quit and do real fighting in some fancy-ass league. I'd rather be with Chris and build up my body stregnth.
In Underground fighting, my income is completely based on how many betters, and if I won. if I didn't, win no mullah for me! Good thing I was good. In fact, I have a match tonight! I hope I don't get too beat up too bad... In underground they use bare fists, and they're are literally no rules other than no interferences, weapons, or anything to give advantage. so if I wanted to, I could choke a man to death and still get paid! great right? most of the time the betters aren't thugs, but more like super rich snobs that like some action. its us poorer people, thugs and such, that fight.
Hasn't it always really been like that?
12 hours ago from the "unknown location"- Georgia, Atlanta -5:00 PM
Fuck! Its 5.15 - I gotta hurry, can't be late or I'll be off for! damned narcissistic coach...
I grabbed my black and white bike and pedaled my heart out to get to the Stage. that's what we call the building where the fights take place.
my icy blond hair whipped my face like a beast tamer, but it was better than the beast it was before. I sighed in relief as the building came into view. Thank God i had 5 minutes to prepare. I "parked" my Bike and dashed into the Stage. It was good that I was already wearing my fighting clothes- black sweats, black leather knuckle gloves, and a cropped grey tank. (yes i love sweats, mind you). we fighters don't use shoes because they can be used as a disadvantage and it was comfier. mostly because it was comfier.
My pulse sped up and I took my gloves off to wipe the sweat off my palms onto my pants. it suddenly became ten times harder to breath and I can feel a heavy feeling puling in my lower chest. No matter how many times I do this, I always get this prickling sensation of anxiety and nervousness.
The place was already drowned in mobs of spectators and the sound of people chatting filled into my head. Inside the fighter's lounge, I walked stiffly over to where my coach was and sat on the bench, next to him. He has a body builder's body and is a great fighter, not to mention handsome too! He has slightly tanned skin and dark brown hair with a bit of stubble on his face. He doesn't really care for me that much. Only that I keet up my fighting and I don't fall short of his expectations. But I do know that he finds me amusing and fun to talk to. he said I an interesting point of view. I looked at him, who was sporting a slight frown.
"you were cutting that one close" he didn't even bother to look at me as he spoke in his deep, rumbling voice.
"I know, I got gum in my hair again..." he slowly turned to me and eyed me like I was mentally ill, then smirked.
"should've known it was somethin' like that. Now half of your hair is shorter than the rest!"
"I know it looks stupid but-"
"nah don't worry about it, it gives off a certain feel like 'don't fuck with me or I'll mess you up'...heh... looks nice" he said still smirking as he continued to not look at me. well at least I knew I didn't look like a complete idiot. Chris never lied. Never.
"anyways, you ready?" No.
"wait who am I fighting again?", I am always so unprepared for stuff like this. don't ever ask me to be a teacher because I'll forget what I'm supposed to be teaching.
"that bastard over there", he said pointing to a bald buff man. I broke out in a cold sweat. To anyone else he might've looked angry, but to me it was more like his face had grown accustomed to that position - glued into that place. He suddenly flicked his head over to me like he had a sixth sense or something. When I met eye contact with him It felt like he was looking at a bug... I'm the bug. A irresistible shiver ran through me and I wiped more sweat off my palms. I suddenly looked away to Chris.
"H-He seems more like a creepy thug to me...you honestly think I can take him on?" I stuttered nervously.
"meh, if you can't it's your own fault" he said smirking evilly.
"narcissistic bastard..." I mumbled to myself. Of course saying this only made him smirk more. But then He suddenly looked at me seriously.
"Yes. I do think you can..but if you die tonight...I want you to know that I love you."
My body froze.
wait what? this is so sudden! what do I!- wait a min...is he...of course he is! That took a few seconds to figure out since I'm probably the most gullible person in the world.
"tch. stop joking around you know I'm super gullible!"
"you should've seen the look on your face! Hahahah!" He continued to laugh. He may never lie but I think he vents all of that out by pranking people and making sarcastic jokes. And it scares me because i know I'm the one who has to bare it.
"But I do think you have somewhat of a chance." he said honestly. Right then the bell rang signaling the beginning.
"So off you go now to go get your pretty face beaten up, 'kay?" smirking, he pushed me to the ring. It kinda reminds me of Will and Anthony, except they would never let me fight because they think I'm a innocent little girl. I still don't know why their puny brains think that.
My opponent and I walked onto the center of the floor. Red duck tape marked the boundaries, though honestly it was kinda hard to tell it was there because of the previous fights today. Baldy, the opponent, glared at me like I was some pest that had gotten into his way. to him I probably was.
I hav a bad feeling about this guy. And no I'm not just saying that to sound all cliche-like.
Usually when I have a "feeling" I'm not mistaken.
24 hours forward from there(12 hours after the miss reached the mansion)5:00 pm
I was in a really comfy bed (yes that's the first thing I notice). The last rays of light filtered into the windows as I waded in and out of sleep. I didn't bother to look where I was. If I was in a bed this comfy I must be safe. I can hear voices, but they seem foggy and far away.
"have you found out who she is, Sebastian?"
"No, young Master. There seem to be no Records of her"
"hmm. Odd. An immigrant of some sort?"
"perhaps but..." the voices soon faded away as I closed my eyes once more.
screw them, I'm in a bed made out of clouds and marshmallows, I'm not wasting my time eavesdropping! And that's saying something!
another 12 hours after this
Uggghh...stupid sunlight. I thought I closed the blinds last night! now this stupid sun is...wait a minute. I don't remember actually closing the blinds...or going home yesterday after I lost! my eyes fluttered open squinting (stupid sun) in realization.
"hahh - My whole body hurts!" bruises spotted among my skin like freckles on a redhead. Even just sitting here doing nothing hurts.
I threw my legs over the side of the bed and looked at my surroundings. My heart jumped and my breathing hitched.
Where the heck am I!?
The room is some kind of Victorian style fancy place. And these bed sheets sure are fine quality. There are silk window cloths and fluffy rugs and a comfy looking chair sat in one corner while another corner had a grandfather clock. I can't exactly remember what happened, because my head feels as if it might explode if I think too hard...oh wait it's coming back to me.
I lost my match yesterday. I totally got trashed. There was blood all over me along with several menacing bruises. After I lost I went out of the stage and walked along a really shady alley path since it was easier to get home (I forgot I had a bike with me. smart right?) as I walked along these thugs came out of no where and they looked kinda scary so I thought I would just hide in this empty trash bin I had seen. But then I fell asleep and somehow ended up in the middle of nowhere (I don't think I move that much in my sleep). 'the middle of no where' was a path that seemed to go on forever next to a forest, but in the distance I could see an outline of a house-or what at least seemed to be a house; it actually turned out to be a huge mansion as I got closer. like a really huge mansion.
Where the hell is the doorbell? oh well I'll just continue to pound this door until someone-
suddenly the door flew open as i stumbled into whoever's arms.
" I am just...too tired to talk to people...right...now."
Thank God that whoever had opened the door when they had! but...where is she/he now?
~ding...ding...ding...ding...ding...ding...ding~
I got up from the luxurious bed just as the clock chimed 7 Am. My whole entire body aches so I'm walking a bit slower than usual. There happened to be a vanity in the room so I walked over to it and peered at the girl in the mirror. Shit, she looks beat up! I even (sort of) have a black eye! and WTF am I wearing? it's some kind of cotton nightgown. And I didn't change into that myself (Hannibal...?). I walked over to the door and stepped quietly outside, shutting the door behind me. I turned around and my face literally looked like a idiot touching a live wire - shocked.
"There's so many doors!"
The corridor was littered with several Victorian paintings and vases with flowers, along with the many doors leading into who-knows-where. And everything looks so fancy and traditional; There doesn't seem to be anything in this place that's modern or contemporary. I'm guessing I'm on the 2nd floor since that's usually where the bedrooms are in a house this big.
"I-I'll just start by going this way..." I guess I just have to find a way out of here on my own.
After going in circles (I already saw that one painting 5 times today), I finally managed to find the stairs to downstairs.
The corridor suddenly led to the stairs, where the two floors merged into one huge ballroom-like expanse with a fancy-smancy chandelier and a black and white tiled floor. My eyes stopped moving when I caught a blaze of sunlight coming from a window to outside when I then noticed a door on the same wall, meaning I had finally found my way out!
Finally I can get out of this maze of a house! I raced down the stairs and (tried to) run across the tiled floor. I feel so happy, as if this is the only thing I have ever needed in my life! My feet pounded with each step closer to the door. I grabbed the handle and flung the door open like it was thin air.
"I'M FINALLY FREEEEE!" I yelled to myself spreading my arms like I was in that cliche "Titanic" picture.
huh? Wait a second...I'm not alone. As I stood on the stone deck I saw several people out on the lawn. Two fighting while the others watched. Thankfully they're louder than me so they didn't realize that I'm here. I quickly hid behind the stone decks railing and peered through the openings.
"take this! secret technique! Flower bird wind moon all kinds of flowers profusion fist!" said a man with long black hair, dressed in traditional Asian clothing. he charged at a smirking man dressed in black. He kinda looks familiar but I can't tell if I've seen him before because my vision sucks without my glasses.
The man in black easily dodged the man's blow and returned with one of his own. The Asian dude stumbled onto the floor and hacked up blood.
"Th-this is our school's last hidden technique! Super Tiger Dragon Gun Ten Thousand Blossom Scattering fist...what in the world are you?!" I don't why but this feels extremely familiar (I hate dei-ja-vou!)
"I'm the Butler of the house of Phantomhive. What would you do if you couldn't use that technique?"
ohhhhh...that explains it. I'm still dreaming. And black butler is in it! wow this is a first. This feels really vivid and real... I've never had a dream about them. usually I only dream about...Th...that pastime...
Sebastian turned to Ciel, Smiling "and that's how it is young master. because I won"
"tch. please do today's review and tomorrow's pre-lesson." said a royally pissed Ciel as the servants gushed with awe at Sebastian and praised him. Feh- I bet I could take that guy on!...maybe...hnn okay maybe not.
"A true master of the first technique would accompany me to unknown regions. though i thought I'd be able to see you on your knees today." Ciel said matter-of-factually looking bored.
"that is too bad." replied the smiling butler.
"humph, you did well Sebastian, here, drink. cheers." Ciel said looking mischievous as he handed a glass of lemonade to Sebastian.
"thank you." he glugged the liquid and set the glass on the table.
" By the way...I know you're there." he said looking my way with those red eyes of his.
Wait, he isn't he talking to me, is he? I turned around and looked behind me. no one there. my head swished side to side...he is talking to me! what should I do? maybe I should just run or do a super-ninja-sneak-attack like I'm in "Attack on Titan" (I LOVE THAT SHOW!). Or I could always just-
"Now, you don't have to be shy. Come on out" Sebastian smirked at me.
"Sebastian who in the blazes are you talking to?" Ciel mumbled quietly to him.
gulp.
Might as well just come out, he already knows... I stood up slowly making sure not to hurt my body any more than it was. My blue eyes speckled with amber brown floated over to Sebastian, Ciel, the servants, and the currently-bawling Asian fighter. All of them, with the exception of the butler, flushed at me as I appeared.
"What in the world are you wearing, out here in the daylight?!"
"um...clothes?" I don't get why he asked it in that tone! it wasn't like I was in a thong and see through shirt or...oh wait...it's the Victorian era, wearing just this is the equivalent to wearing a thong and see through shirt! oh well he can live with it, this is just a dream after all.
"never mind your clothing but, we need to speak of other things" damn right...i really need to ask them all my fan-girl questions!
"who are you and what are doing here? You just appeared out of nowhere yesterday in that weather." he asked in a superior tone.
"My name is..." I hate this name, "Serene. and i should ask you the same! how did you get in my dream? I haven't drempt of black butler once until now!"
Ciel face screwed into a WTF position as Sebastian spoke up.
"this isn't a dream, Miss Serene"
"hmm-Exactly what i would expect my la-la land Sebastian to say! of course this is a dream silly!" I said matter-of-factly.
"S-Sebastian! how does she know your name?" Ciel questioned.
"I am unaware of how, young master" he replied slightly surprised.
" duh, this is my dream, Ciel, it'd be kinda weird if I drempt up some random people! wait never mind, that's actually happened before..."
how does she know us? Ciel thought, trying to recall if he had ever seen her at some social gathering. No, he hadn't he would've remembered that accent of her's and her strange hairstyle. not to mention those odd eyes. And plus when he had first saw her a day ago he didn't remember her. Maybe he didn't know her?
He looked back at her. currently she was squeezing her eyes shut trying to wake herself from this "dream".
she seems unaware that this is reality. maybe I should report her to the Yard...No! then I as well would be questioned and I don't have time nor patience for those fools! And i would also like to know her story out of curiosity. Not to mention how people would view me if i turned down a helpless girl dressed like that to fend for on her own! and also with all those bruises...
"Sebastian...prepare us some tea to talk over" he finally decided.
"yes young master. And also...what are you all doing here?!",he said turning to the servants who were flushed looking at me.
"if you have some time to loaf around then please do your jobs!" Sebastian said angrily as Mey-Rin, Bard, and Finny ran off to do their jobs. He should really not be so hard on them. if i was Mey-rin i would be so scared of him! actually i don't need to be her for that to be true...at the same time i like him though!
"And also" Ciel said turning to me.
"yeah?" i said eagerly, grinning.
"put on some damn clothes!" he said looking flustered and mad as he got up from his chair; Sebastian handing him his walking cane thingy.
"but i am wearing clothes!" i replied honestly. Sebastian snickered in amusement.
"tch. i think you know what i mean" he said angrily "Sebastian, lead her to the dressing room and give her some proper clothing"
"very well, young master"
"wait you're letting me stay!? " i said in glee
"for now" Ciel said menacingly.
"yay! let's go Sebby!"
did she not hear the"for now" part? Ciel thought.
Sebastian led me through the maze of hallways.
"hey Sebastian? can i ask you a question?"
"of course Miss Serene"
"just call me Serene, thank you. but are you always like this?" i asked him
"i don't understand. like what?" he asked eying me from the corner of his eyes.
"like, are you always so composed?"
"yes, of course, what ki-"
"yeah yeah i know- what kind of butler would you be if you couldn't do blah blah blah- what i meant was what was your personality before you met Ciel? you couldn't have always been like this. if i were you i would go crazy. there's no way i could deal with the people of this world like you and Ciel do."
Odd. she talks as if she's not from here. like she is from a whole entire different society. and what a strange question. And how did she know what i was going to say?" Sebastian asked in his head.
"hmm. i don't really entirely remember what it was like before." he said as he stop-OOF! my body hurt even more as i bumped into him and landed on the floor.
"owww...you could have given me a warning that we were stopping!" he smirked as he reached out his hand to pull me up.
" you should have been paying attention, especially when your in that condition. "
" well i-you-we-you didn't even give me a good answer to that!...and it doesn't help that your back is a brick wall either and I'm the size of an mouse..." i mumbled
he pulled me up and let me pass into the room when he suddenly stopped me, gripping my arm.
"it does not matter who i was before i met the young master. now i am but his loyal servant. A butler to the core." of course he said something like that. well at least i got my answer! (not really)
"anyway, Miss Serene i shall fetch you some proper lady attire. please stay here" he said turning.
"okay-dokey!...wait i thought i told you not to call me-" the door shut, cutting me off. ugh. oh well i might as well get undressed as i wait.
Sebastian retrieved one of the Lady Elizabeth's dress for Miss Serene and strode calmly back to the room.
"Miss Serene...why are you...?" he walked in on the girl just in her undergarments.
"oh i thought i wouldn't waste time undressing so i just figured i would do it as you were getting the clothes! smart ey?"
"and also highly inappropriate" he added on.
"it's only inappropriate because you walked in on me! aren't you supposed to knock?"
"i didn't think i would need to as i'm dealing with someone as improper as you" he said looking away, covering his eyes.
"we've only known each other for a few minutes! how could you possibly- wait was that an insult?" i questioned, suspiciously.
"forgive me, i was only stating what it appeared as..." sure he was... damn butler.
"just give me the damn clothes already." I said impatiently. he handed them to me, bowed, and I realized something extremely important and vital right as he was about to leave.
"wait a second. Which one goes on first? this skirt thingy...or maybe the puffy pants?"
"those would be pantaloons, Miss Serene"
"oh...right...so which one goes on first again?"
Sebastian sighed thinking, this girl is definitely not from here.
Finally Sebastian got me all dressed and snug (there were like 10 layers I had to put on. and the Corset was not very fun!). I wouldn't have minded as much if the clothes had actually fitted me!
"Sebastian...these clothes are really t-AHHHH-ight! you really couldn't have waited to pull on the strings ?" I said glaring at him.
"forgive me. the clothes are some of the Lady Elizabeth's, the young master's fiance. we didn't have any other lady's clothing that would fit someone who has such a petite figure such as yourself" he said pleasantly smiling as he pulled the corset strings some more (was he freaking enjoying this?). and they kept pressing up against my bruises and it really hurt...
finally he took off the cloth he had tied around his eyes so he wouldn't see my "naked body", when in reality "naked body" was really just me in my 18th Century "underclothes" which were these white skirts, shirt, and this chemise thingy.
He led me though the many corridors once again, until we finally reached Ciel's study.
-knock knock-
"Come in" Ciel replied with his cute though stern Brit accent.
Sebastian opened the door and led me inside.
"i see that your wearing the proper attire this time" he stated.
"only because you asked me too! and they keep on pressing against my bruises and it really hurts..." I added whining.
"come. sit." he said motioning for me to sit across from him, and also ignoring the last part. i strode over to him and sat in the chair across from him. he gave this certain look to Sebastian that I guess meant for him to stay. they didn't trust me. not yet at least.
he just kinda sat there staring at me like he was trying to figure me out for a while. if this was a staring contest he would have definitely won too. finally he asked,
"who are you? where are you from?" he had a suspicious look on his face
"I'm Serene, just Serene, don't add the Miss in front, and I'm from America, Georgia, land of the peaches and homeless people" I said giving a goofy grin.
"that would explain that accent of yours but not the clothes you came here with. I haven't see anything like that before",he said tapping his finger on his lip thinking trying not to flush, as image of her came to mind.
"not to mention they were highly inappropriate even for an American" right...wait 'even for an American'? well that was mean...well at least he was being honest with me I guess...
"Oh, that's because they are from the 21st century. Stuff like that is actually pretty normal for a 15 year old like myself!" i replayed honestly
she's 15? looks like someone of 12 or 13 years of age...
Ciel closed his one eye calmly "heh. you're jesting" he said.
"no, Ciel, I'm not joking." i replied as my eyes bored into his (closed eye) seriously.
"that still doesn't explain how you know everyone here without encountering us" Sebastian put in, suspiciously.
"there's a fictional manga written on you guys. that's how i know everyone already" I said straight-forward and plainly, leaning back.
"...fictional?" Ciel asked, sitting up "and what is this 'manga'?"
"yes, fictional. a manga is kinda like this book that uses sets of pictures to explain a story-like a comic. also they're usually really violent, so that fits you guys perfectly!"
"but I'm not a fictional character. I'm real " Ciel replied meanly.
"nope. you were created by Yana Toboso. that's why this is all just a dream! a really good one at that!" i said taking a cream puff from the tray (how did that get there?) and stuffing it in my mouth.
who does this crazy girl think she is calling me fake; unreal; a dream? I am Ciel Phantomhive, head of the Phantomhive family! this doesn't make any sense...I can get her being from another century-who would i be if i owned a demon butler, but didn't believe that? i just do not get the fictional book part...or the part about how "stuff like that" is normal for a 15 year old girl to wear! whatever. let's just go along with her and learn more.
"ahem. anyway, how did you get all those bruises? you look like you wrestled with something." Ciel asked suspiciously
"oh well my job is underground fighting. it's boxing with no safety gloves so it's easier to crack a few ribs here and there and loose blood. it almost has no rules, so yesterday my stupid coach made me fight this really chunky bald guy. who does Chris think he is telling me 'i think you could beat him, honest'", i said imitating Chris's deep voice, "the bastard! oh did i mention that this type of fighting is illegal too?! fun right?"
"a lady fighting a man for a job?! that proves it, you're definitely not from this time period. i believe you on that...though the book part is a bit..."
"i know. weird. but it's true, there is book. you two are the main characters. so... i already know about your past, that one month," i said looking at Ciel," and about you being a demon, and your ties to Ciel" i said pointing at the butler. he raised an perfect eyebrow at me (does he wax or something?).
"so don't try pretending to me that you're normal. that would be awful mean to your new guest!"
Ciel looked astonished. either she was one hell of a stalker or she really just was from the future. surprisingly the second one made more sense than the first one.
"h-how do you know about that?" he asked looking mad and shocked, as he suddenly stood up.
"the book" i replied calmly
"how did you get in here? into this time period."
"honestly i have no idea. I fell asleep in this empty trash bin and ended up here"
"alright...but what idiot falls asleep in a trash bin?!" he raged on, sitting back down.
"hey! you try standing after you've been beaten to a pulp! besides, there were these thugs so i hid in there, but ended up falling asleep. i am prone to sleep in weird positions..."
Ciel sighed like he was a disappointed parent
"...for now you are to stay here with me so you don't get in trouble or end up in the streets. I cannot turn away someone who has no home. or someone who knows my secret..." he said that but I get the feeling it was mainly the second one.
"furthermore, how do I know you won't tell anyone about it?"
"I would never do that. you don't need someone like me messing up your life, and turning the tables. I don't have anything to gain from telling, and that would just be too mean. no one should have their secrets to be exposed and judged by other people unless they wish to. and no one is really in a position to judge, since everyone has messed up. You can't judge people when you are having the same problems: sin. I know people lie, but I'm definitely not right now. you can trust me! I pinky promise!" I smiled sincerely at him and holding out my pinky. even if this was just a dream, i want to somehow make him happier, even if he wasn't real. he had just been through too much...i know how it feels when no one is there for you...
Ciel was astonished at her words. he definitely wasn't expecting that from a girl who purposely went to get beaten, like she had everything, but nothing to loose.
"hmm. very well. for now stay here. Unfortunately I have a guest tonight so try not to be...so...inappropriate." he finished, finally finding the right word to describe me.
"yes sir!"I said saluting him seriously before grinning
"Is it Sir Clause, my lord?" Sebastian asked
"yeah, he got ahold of the usual goods and contacted us. it seems he had a considerable amount of trouble this time. he should arrive here at 6 o'clock. we will carry out negations at my house. do you understand what this means Sebastian?", Ciel said slightly smiling, resting his head upon his hand
"I am fully informed. we shall surely provide Sir Clause with the best hospitality" Sebastian said bowing his head, as he put his hand over his heart.
"Miss Serene you are to be my friend visiting from America. so don't do anything strange or odd"
"got it!",well that shouldn't be too hard since i actually want to be his friend. I'll do my best! "and why would i ever be doing something strange or odd?"
Ciel sighed as he thought of what might happen "don't mess up or go sleeping in trash bins" he said meanly.
"that was a one time thing okay i was really tired!" i explained
"tch. whatever just don't do or say anything that's not appropriate or unnatural for this century." for some reason the boy got the feeling she was extremely naive and innocent.
"by the way young master...what in the world was that lemonade from before? the heartburn won't stop..."
"heh. that was 'Tanaka's unadulterated ****'. i stopped drinking it with one sip."
Sebastian looked a little ticked about Ciel tricking him. i bet he was thinking something mean in his head, wasn't he?
"I'll begin the preparations so I'll leave at that."
"yeah, have fun..."Ciel said, absorbed in his newspaper. well wasn't he just a ray of sunshine?
"please leave it to me" Sebastian said. he strode away to start his preparations. i then remembered that the servants would have a "few" mistakes in this chapter.
"oh Sebastian, wait!" i said stopping him (i saw Ciel wince so i guess it wasn't exactly my inside voice...hehe oops)
"yes, Miss Serene?"
"go easy on the servants okay? they don't mean to..." i said
he widened his eyes like he was surprised I'd say something like that, then smiled.
"of course, Miss Serene"
"awesome! and stop calling me Miss Serene! it's just Serene...okay?"
"Yes, Miss Serene" he exited the study. Wow, how kind. I was about to go introduce myself to the Servants and help them with their jobs when Ciel asked me a question.
"Miss Serene...do you mind me asking what happened to your hair?" Ummmm...
"I got gum in it so i had to cut it off" I said simply.
"but why is the right half longer than the left? and what is this 'gum' you speak of?"
"gum is this really sticky stuff that people chew because it taste good. you don't actually swallow it or it'll get stuck in your throat because of the stickiness. well I'm off then!" I sing-songed. Damn, hopefully he doesn't notice I avoided the other question.
"you still didn't answer the other question" he said darkly, resting his face on his intertwined fingers.
"I...ehhhh...got some more gum stuck in my hair...again...so I had to cut it off...again." I said feeling sheepish. I don't even know how it happened. both times i was just brushing my hair before bed when this huge knot came out of nowhere. that knot was gum. somehow i get the feeling will or Anthony put it there...the bastards.
Ciel sighed closing his eyes.
this girl is so clumsy and careless...i wouldn't even be surprised if she happened to be one of Mey-Rin's descendants! i hope she won't mess up anything up for that blasted guest of mine...
"okay, now that I've told you that i think I'll leave now..."
"mmhhmm" he said his nose in the newspaper once again.
gosh that was embarrassing! in the 21 century my hair was considered "sheek" and "cool" but in the 19th? it might as well been a coughed up hairball glued onto my head. I'm sure Ciel was thinking something "not so nice"...oh well it'll grow back. besides, hair is just a tangle of dead cells anyway.
I exited the room and went to go check up on servants. maybe I could help them somehow! at least that's what I had thought, but unfortunately, all the unfortunate had already happened by the time I got there.
It must have took me a full 15 minutes just to realize that I had been going in circles. Then another 35 to actually find where they were. Ciel should set up some maps around here! But then again he probably wouldn't get lost...in his own mansion. That would just be sad. Especially since he has a demon butler to guide him too!
"GAAAHHHHH! WE'RE SO SORRY SEBASTIAN! WE DIDN'T MEAN TO!" the servants cried in despair.
"I understand. I will finish setting up here. even I have faults" I'm sure he probably wasn't really thinking actually. he stood in thought as the servants kept apologizing loudly.
"hey Sebastian!" he was tapping his finger, thinking.
"hello, Miss Serene." he said still in thought
"who's the Blonde?" asked bard pointing his pan at me.
"she looks pretty, yes she does" Mey-Rin started to blush. what could the red head possibly be thinking to blush like that?
"This is Miss Serene, the Young Lord's friend from America" Sebastian said snapping out of his thoughts,"you are to treat her with the utmost respect". the servants all greeted me saying how it was great to meet "the master's" friend.
"I'm so happy to meet all of you!" I said throwing myself on Finney, hugging him. the servants are some of my favorite characters. their dedication to Ciel and their love for him is just...lovely...not to mention they're great comic relief too!
"Miss Serene! I could've hurt you! Sebastian says I don't know my own strength"
"That's okay! It just means you have other talents than most people. I think that's cool! besides, Sebastian is just jealous of how cute you are!" i could see Sebastian glare at me out of the corner of my eye. heh ,"Oh and by the way, just call me Serene, please!" Finney looked at me like he had never realized that. maybe he hadn't, the innocent boy.
My arms wrapped around Bard next- and dang, does he work out or something? his body went stiff as soon as I touched him. I withdrew and I swear he had the lightest puff of red on his face. he smiled awkwardly, yet sweetly at me as I hugged Mey-Rin. Or tried to at least. For whatever reason she didn't let me, but someday I'll get her!
Sebastian went back to thinking about what to do. Wheels were definitely turning in his head.
"maybe we should take Tanaka's example, ey Sebastian?" I said knowing how things would go.
"Hmm?" he looked up at me in surprise, realizing something "...that's it! please be quiet everyone. from now on, please listen closely to what I have to say and then carry out the plan." the servants nodded their head in agreement.
"This is what we'll do" Sebastian said holding Tanaka's tea cup. I smiled because i knew how things would go.
"Well good luck with whatever your going to do, guys!" obviously Sebastian figured i already knew what he would do. he smirked looking at me out the corner of his eye.
"Yes, of course"
"Wait...hey maybe I can help! right?" I was excited! It'll be fun with the servant trio and Sebastian!
"Actually we have it handled it here. also, as a butler I wouldn't let our guest dirty herself with work."
"awww. are you sure you're not just saying that because you get the impression that I'm clumsier than Mey-Rin?" i joked; Mey- Rin smiling sheepishly.
Sebastian flinched as he continued to smile "I'm sure." he flinched. hesitated. paused.
wow. i was joking but obviously he actually thought that. and we've only known each other for less than a day. how depressing.
"humph...liar." I said just loud enough for him to hear. he flinched once more, smiling.
"I can't believe Sebastian actually thinks that. I'm a boxer for Pete sake! how clumsy does he think I am? you don't think I'm clumsy, right Ciel?" he paused from the book looking up.
"uhhhhhhh...ahem. Sir Clause is here" he said avoiding the question/
"wow. I can't believe you sided with the demon. seriously! I'm not that clumsy...and you haven't even known me for more than a few hours so how would you you know? humph"
"actually you came here a day ago, so technically I've known you for longer than that"
"well th-that doesn't count because i was asleep!"
"hmm. whatever you say" Ciel said smirking. stupid little...
A man in an pretty modern suit walked up to where Ciel and I sat on the stairs. he had slicked back grey hair pulled into a pony tail. it looked even better than my jumble of a mess hair...
"it has been a while since i came here" Sir Clause said tipping his hat
Ciel looked up from our conversation.
"eh. you came Clause" the man hugged him, while Ciel didn't return it back.
"buona sera, Ciel! Are you well? perhaps you've grown a bit? and who is this young lady?"
"this is Miss Serene Bisoire (i never told him my last name! )my American..friend" well, wasn't that a
"nice" way to introduce his "friend"
"pleased to meet you!" i said curtsying and smiling. well, Ciel looked somewhat surprised, like he was expecting me to be outright rude and curt. he recovered and led us inside.
"welcome sir clause!" the household said, bowing.
"oh this is...you've made that mansion into something beautiful" he said in awe.
Sebastian bowed, closing his eyes, respectively, while finny pleasantly took the sir's coat "we've been awaiting you, sir clause"
"Sebastian! it's been a while! it seems there are more faces in this house too?" he said placing his hat firmly on Finney's adorable head.
"wouldn't you like to talk my lord and his friend from America?" asked Sebastian, "because i must do the preparations. please enter the courtyard" he said smiling.
"courtyard?" he looked like he was about to ask why, but then decided to go along with it.
"it is a counter-balancing entertainment ordered by my lord. We hope it pleases you" Sebastian finished opening the doors, revealing a complicated Japanese rock garden thingy. it was way more impressing here than in the book! and by the way why would anyone want a garden of rocks? they're rock's for Pete's sake...I mean art is literally everywhere, but you could've chosen something else besides a rock! but I Sebastian somehow made it beautiful. I wonder if the guy has a hobby for making stuff pretty. in the manga whenever he was making things he was always smiling...but then again he's always smiling so i can't really tell if he enjoyed it or not.
"here please relax" he said politely
"oh! it's a rock garden from japan!" the Italian exclaimed.
"i know, isn't it amazing?" Ciel flinched at my words, surprised i didn't say something stupid. just because my hair looks like a wreck doesn't mean i am!
"simply marvelous, a work of art!" I finished. hopefully that comforted Ciel a bit more.
"yes its *Prodigioso!" he said smiling. Ciel loosened up a little,
we all sat down at the neatly set up table as Sebastian came over with the little Japanese tea pourer (i don't know the right fancy word for it)
"pardon my interruption" he politely smiled as he pored the green tea
"even green tea. you also seem to have an enthusiasm for the Japanese style." he said a bit overwhelmed from all this. I bet he wasn't expecting anything like this from little ol' cute Ciel!
"I'm unworthy of those kind words." Sebby replied pleased with his work. actually i think inside he was feeling more smug that he could oh-so-much-more than those "worthless servants"...poor Mey-Rin and Finny. they love him and to him they're just useless nothingness. I'm not as sad for bard because he isn't as fond of the butler, though I do feel sorry for him, but only because just about every day he gets a nice present in his face. an exploding one.
"I also look forward to the evening meal" Ciel put in, sipping his tea, grinning.
I noticed the E-C-K trio (it's the group name i came up with for the servants because they are always exploding, crashing, and killing food,plates, plants; you get the jist) hiding in the bushes in awe gushing over how great Sebastian was. well, except for bard who looked more surprised at why someone would be amazed at that.
"it's only because of the teacups ..." he trailed off twitching in a bit of jealousy. on the other hand finny looked like a puppy who just found giant steak and Mey-Rin looked like one of those sizzling fajitas. but if you want to be precise, she looked more like a flaming red jalapeno to me. just sayin'.
"A-Amazing, that Sebastian..." Mey-rin trailed off blushing. I saw Ciel smile, as he could hear their conversation since they were probably the worst yell-whispers i had heard. I tried to keep my giggles secured in my lungs so it wouldn't seem like I was laughing at air or something. trust me that creepy laugh stuff from Higurashi was just not my style. Shion just needs to learn when it's the right moment for that kind of thing...
"by the way Clause, about the usual goods..."
"yes, i came keeping my promise." huh? what promise?
"here is that game you wanted" he said taking out and placing a box of cards upon the table. it read Mouse3. at first i though it said Mou3e like the electronica artist "Dead Mou3e". I always am mixing up letters and adding them when i read. i think i might have dyslexia. anyways getting off track...
"it wasn't released yet in Italy. it was difficult to obtain." he said like he was relieved to find it there in his pocket.
"hmm... Difficult huh? you emphasized it on the phone." Ciel said intertwining his fingers. i hazed out of their boring conversation. why the heck are we just sitting here talking about it when we can just play it? ...the logic of this world. -sigh-
"my, my. if it's such a game and such that 'kids' can handle, then it will be effortless." I heard Clause say as I zoned back in again," at any rate your telling me to send the next one soon?"
A mischievous air came on the earl as he replayed, smirking, "yes. "kids" have a greed for games."
"indeed so." I said joining in, seriously. "so...how about we go and play a game while we're waiting! it'll be really fun!" I said happily, dropping the creepy air about us.
"that won't be necessary." Sebastian said, entering the courtyard, "please pardon the interruption."
"the evening meal's preparations have been arranged, do please pardon the wait. Today's menu is the head family's chef, Bardroy's". i bet Bardroy cut it and bought it only, knowing him and the family butler.
"Beef Donburi" Sebastian said. I giggled looking at Ciel and Clause's surprised faces. wow even Ciel wasn't expecting that.
"it looks delicious, Sebastian! tell Bardroy what a good job he's done!" I said pleasantly as he set the bowls in front of us.
"i-is this the evening meal?" Sir clause said in shock
"yes" replied the clad-in-black butler, amused at the Sir's response
"Sir Clause you have no knowledge of this...?" oh, i almost forgot this part...this will be interesting to see Sebastian ramble on about the greatness of beef donburi
"that is Donburi!" the butler finished. Dang...I didn't know the guy could get so motivated over food. for a second there I could've imagined him being my brother (I love food!). but then again, I don't have any relatives. and if I did they probably wouldn't even know who I am so...oh well!
Sebastian went on to explain how it was invented and blah blah how he "devoted" (yeah right) himself to making it for the sir.
looking at Ciel and Clause once more, I giggled. they both had that deer in headlights looks on their face again.
Clause snapped out of it and suddenly began laughing like it was "go bwah" (if you haven't seen that YouTube video, you need to!) on replay.
"Ciel! this is the best! you never cease to surprise me!"
"hehe! yes, Ciel is really fun!" the shorty thinks I'm an idiot delinquent child. but yeah, he's still fun!
"In this industry, I have a lot of colleagues without a sense of humor, but with you it's a lot of fun." for a second I thought Ciel was actually smiling, but then i realized that he was actually wearing a smug "Boss Ass Bitch" look I've seen too many time's on Chris after he manages to flip me over onto my back with just one move.
The guy should just quit coaching so he could be cast for one of those super cliche action movies with exploding trucks and such (haha that rhymed!).
I snapped back to reality, out of my thoughts "that's an honor" ciel replied still smug with his over inflated ego as the servants partied in the background saying it was a success.
"Japanese Donburi is such profound food. you really are an intellectual."
"I am grateful" I smirked, knowing Sebastian had searched his butt off to find it, leaving the Library in a mess.
"It is exactly as you say, I've grown tired of Italy's tough food. thanks for the meal"
Mey-Rin walked out with her still-broken glasses.
Oh no. I just remembered what happens. damn I should have remembered but seeing Ciel's surprised face totally threw me off.
"um-Sebastian?" i whisper yelled
Maybe he didn't hear me "Sebasti-"
"May the wine suit your taste." okay there was no way that interruption was not on purpose.
He then gave me a glare that i guess meant "stupid human, don't bother me now, I'm on a roll" yeah, he DEFINITELY heard me. oh well his loss.
"the preparations for this product of Italy have been completed." he finished. It got awkwardly silent as Mey-Rin just stood there smiling pleasantly, missing her part.
"Mey-rin!"
"uh! y-yes?"
"it's not 'yes'. don't just stand there, pour the wine into the glass." he whispered closely into her ear. poor flaming red jalapeno Mey-Rin. She grabbed the bottle, shaking and flaming as she tipped the bottle, about to pour. oh geez. stupid demon Butler. i covered my eyes, even though i knew it would be okay. at least in the manga and T.V. show it was...but would my being here change that?
What in the world is Serene doing? covering her eyes! i told her not to act weird in front of-
the red liquid cascaded onto the snow white cloth in deep contrast.
I opened my eyes just in time to see Sebastian whip off the cloth like he was a magician. he left only the cups on the table rattling. pffft. the guy could have just listened to me instead. show off (actually I'm more jealous because i can't do that trick. humph!)
Everyone who had witnessed the trick was in chock. I even saw Bard's cigarette drop to the ground.
"huh? where's the table clothe go?!" the Italiano exclaimed.
Ciel smirked "heh...it got a littler dirty so it was removed. don't let it worry you."
"excuse the big interruption. please continue to enjoy the meal at your leisure."
"yup!" I added on doing a closed eye smile, when in reality I wanted to get up and whack Sebastian across the face. The damn bastard could've just listened to me...or at least let me talk...
"your butler is really quite skillful."
"since he's my servant it's only natural for him to be able to do that sort of thing." He said smirking
"though, naturally I didn't just hire him for the food. I still haven't tasted sweets more delicious than his."
"I really do love his Gateau Au chocolate! and his Cabinet pudding...and Lemon meringue pie...and! well...i guess everything he makes is good!" I'm such a good liar. I had no doubt it was delicious, but I hadn't tasted any of that by him because I hadn't been here long enough. Well, Ciel looked surprised enough at my ability to lie flawlessly.
"ha ha ha! that's a really important reason to you is it?"
"Well of course! What little girl or boy wouldn't love sweets?" now that's true I do love sweets.
"ha..you are quite the child, aren't you, Serene?"
"hehe! I do love my sweets. right Ciel?"
"I look forward to today's dessert" he replied smiling
right then Sebastian brought out the dessert which was some pancake layered cake thing drenched in melted chocolate and honey.
"the after-dessert dinner is ready"
oh jeeze. I almost moaned at the taste, ITS SO GOOD! I looked over to Sebastian who was smirking at me like he knew my thoughts.
I suddenly tore my face away from the dessert as something caught my eye. weird. i just felt something amiss- out of place...wait those irises...Finney had bought seeds not plants! i looked up at Sebastian as he smirked at me.
fine. I'll give it to him...he really is...
just one hell of a butler.
and a demon.
Darn narcissistic demon butler.