{ This part of the fic was based off an RP with the-contracted-raven on Tumblr. }
Despite their contract being broken, Sebastian Michaelis was still hanging around the Earl of Phantomhive. Perhaps it was that he fancied the kid, or maybe the demon was just bitterly bored and looking for entertainment; regardless of his motives, he was there, and had just happened to find a small cluster of kittens in the alley…
"The kittens were just so cute, I couldn't help myself," Sebastian defended the situation at hand, biting back a laugh at how ridiculous the formality of this conversation was.
"Lets go, you cat obsessed moron," Ciel snapped as he walked by the demon, shaking his head in disapproval. Before he could be argued with, he raised a hand and added, "You know its true, so don't even start."
To this opportunity, Sebastian couldn't help but snicker, "Well I'd rather love a cat than a tied down dog for the Queen."
A glare formed in those azure eyes, lips curling back into a bit of a snarl as he spoke, "At least I'm not a mangy stray eating out of garbage cans, kitten." It was a new nickname Ciel had picked up, whenever he was annoyed, since the contract had been broken several months prior. Some might've said that insulting a demon was a dangerous game to play, but the Earl didn't really mind taking that risk when it came to Sebastian Michaelis.
"At least a kitten can go where it pleases. A dog is always at the beck-an-call of its master." The demon smiled back at the insult and stepped forward, picking the young Earl up by his collar as he pointed out, "You know I could kill you right now and there's not a damn thing you could do about it." He gave a shrug before adding, "But you aren't afraid of death, so what would the fun be in that?" With that, he dropped the boy back onto his feet, rolling crimson eyes as the kid stumbled to regain his balance.
Ciel grunted as the former-butler suddenly lifted him by the collar of his shirt, managing a brave gleam in his eyes despite of the situation. "Quite the contrary," came the boy's reply, "I'm just not afraid of death by you, butler. You don't have it in you after all this time." There was a pause as the demon released him from his grasp; Ciel landed with a thud, biting back a curse as he retorted, "Ah, but a stray cat is always relying on other's for its next meal, or a dry place to stay. Dogs never have to worry about that, because they mean something to people."