PREDICAMENT
A Kuroshitsuji fanfiction
By: Muffle d' Giggles
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Chapter One: That Butler, Tempting
Come live with me, and be my love,
And we will some new pleasures prove
Of golden sands, and crystal brooks,
With silken lines, and silver hooks.
-John Donne, The Bait
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The chilly wind whispered into the night air. Ciel Phantomhive rubbed his hands against his arms and tried his best to keep himself warm. Spitefully, he glared at the back of his demon butler, Sebastian Michaelis.
"You're wearing another awful frown, young Master."
The thirteen-year-old boy nearly jumped in surprise. He has his back turned! How could he--
"I told you this would be an exciting trip, didn't I?" the butler asked, turning to face his master. "Why a frown? Or has that become permanent?"
I absolutely hate that smile. Ciel only grunted and looked away. "You seem to be a little more talkative these days, Sebastian."
The older man visibly tensed, but only shrugged in response. He then resumed in manning the oar.
Ciel, on the other hand, silently berated himself. I should be used to his tricks by now. He is a demon after all.
The silence that fell between them became more awkward in each passing second. After the great fire and all the chaos, the young Phantomhive had always expected Sebastian would be taking his soul any moment. But now it seemed like the demon still had another trick up his sleeve.
Suddenly feeling something akin to fear, the boy decided to push the thought away from his mind. And to do that, he needed to make Sebastian talk about something else other than frowns and contracts.
Putting on a bored look, Ciel questioned the butler.
"Whose rubble is that anyway?" he asked, referring to what looked like only the remains of a mansion they were rowing towards.
"It may look like rubble, young Master, but that is where I rest when I'm not in a contract." Sebastian chuckled.
Ciel nodded. "So that's a house, you say."
"That is too harsh, young Master. It's more like a home." The butler yet again flashed him a smile. "See, it's not so bad anyway."
The jet-black haired young boy studied the manor. It really didn't look bad; except for the fact that it didn't seem to have any lighting devices functioning at the moment.
"Why is it too dark—or…yeah, that's how you've always liked it." Ciel commented.
Sebastian grinned. "We're here, young Master."
The two men got off the row boat and proceeded towards the door's mansion. Just as Sebastian was about to open the door, it suddenly opened by itself.
A woman stood in the doorway. "Oh…you're here." She gasped, when her sapphire eyes met Sebastian's blood-red orbs. She held the doorknob tightly and took a step back.
From Ciel's position, he couldn't actually see, but he knew Sebastian was glaring at the woman. The chilly aura emanating from the raven-haired butler told him that much.
"Planning to escape, Lady Alice?" Sebastian literally hissed. The woman cowered.
"Sebastian, who is she?"
The butler blinked. He had completely forgotten about the boy. He sighed, and adjusted his face muscles, smirking as he faced Ciel.
"You sound like a jealous wife, young master."
The boy was caught off-guard, and when he realized Sebastian was mocking him, he uttered a small, "Shut up."
The lady stared. "Ciel?—Are you Ciel?" She pushed Sebastian aside and reached for the boy.
It was so sudden: Ciel taking a step back, surprised, and Sebastian grabbing the lady's waist roughly, lifting her a few inches from the ground.
"This is my soul, woman." Sebastian hissed in her ear, and in one fluid motion he had her feet planted on the ground again.
"Young Master," he started, " this is Alice Louvier, Duchess of Roscoff—"
"—a prisoner of this spiteful demon." Alice finished, removing the demon's arm from her waist and glaring at him.
The young earl looked at the two. "How did she—"
"I am your—" Alice suddenly found herself unable to speak. Sebastian had literally shut her mouth with his hand and had her face turned almost violently towards his own, with only a few inches between them.
Sebastian smiled at the thirteen-year old earl. "She is a friend of your mother—she's your godmother to be exact."
"My godmother?" sapphire eyes bore through the lady. "How come I've never met her before? And why are you holding her like that?" the boy's eyes narrowed.
Sebastian flashed him a sinister smile.
"Please do forgive my selfishness, young Master. You see," the butler wrapped his other arm around Alice's waist once more and pulled her closer towards him, smiling ever so sweetly.
"She's my lover."
The young earl's jaw dropped. Did he just say---
"LOVER?!"
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To be continued…
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Authors' Notes:
Muffle-kun: Yay! I love cliff-hangers!
Giggles-chan: -glares- …because that's what you're good at…
Muffle-kun: -ignores- Who's sexier? Ciel or Sebastian?
Giggles-chan: CIEL! Err…NO! SEBASTIAN!
Muffle-kun: The answer…THEY'RE BOTH SUPER-SEXY! Nyahahaha
Muffle d' Giggles: THANKS FOR READING!