"That was messy.. Don't you think, My Lord?"

"How else was I supposed to do it? A shot to the head should have killed him."

A young boy about 13 stood covered in a stranger's blood with a melancholy expression that made the man next to him shudder.

"Master...please put this on and wipe your face."

The man handed the boy a handkerchief and threw his own jacket around his shoulders, buttoning it up so it covered most of the blood stains on his blouse.

The boy smiled.

"Sebastian, you had me kill a Shinigami, didn't you?"

The man nodded serenely.

"How else would you learn, young master? At your age, you should have already mastered the martial arts. But, yet, not one ounce of perpetual darkness seeps through your veins. To this day, no one would believe you are a demon."

The boy scoffed. "I did not hire you to tell me what I do not excel at, Sebastian. Only to teach me so that I do so effectively."

The man nodded. "Yes, my Lord."

The boy knelt down beside the corpse, digging for something in the front pockets of its pants. I saw enough of his face then to describe him. He had one eye covered by heavy gauze, and the other was crystal blue. He was topped with a head of blue-black hair that just came past his ears, which were slightly pointed. I gasped and he looked at me-through me- causing me to step back. I knew that face...

"Master, what are you looking for?" the man called Sebastian stood behind him, glaring down at the face of the corpse. It was a man of pale skin and dark brown hair and glasses that by now were shattered right off his nose.

The boy apparently finds what he's looking for in a solid gold box, and stands, hovering a thick black heel above the man's face.

"The bastard stole my ring."
He then stomps on the corpses face, and walks away to the awaiting carriage down the alley. Sebastian kneels down and frowns at the disheveled, bloody face that was scattered on the pavement. I could tell by his expression that they had a long past together. "Till next time, William," he mutters as he follows his master into the carriage.