"Oh Sebas-chan~!"

Sebastian cringed inwardly. He knew that voice.

He had just finished setting up the dining room for dinner (can't trust Mey-Rin with the dishes) and was about to prepare the food (definitely can't trust Baldroy with the cooking). He honestly wanted to be left alone while keeping the house, but it can't be helped…

But he couldn't protect himself against the fire Grell fought with.

"Oh isn't she just precious?" Grell asked, petting a small, black kitten. She emitted a lovely purr, her long tail lazily swishing back and forth.

Precious she was indeed…

Sebastian realized too late that he had reached out to pet her, playing right into Grell's trap. Grell realized this too, and lifted the kitten out of reach.

"You want her, eh?" Grell asked in a teasing tone, "I'll let you keep her, then."

Sebastian subconsciously knew that Grell was tricking him, and that Sebastian can easily attain the feline himself. Instead he reached out to it like a stupid human child trying to take a piece of candy.

Grell laughed, moving the cat away again. "For a price~!"

Sebastian stopped and stared at Grell, and even went as far to consider if it was a good idea. But the cat was lovely-she had such soft-looking fur, and her meows were music to his ears.

He was going to regret this when it was over, but he just could not think straight.

"Fine," Sebastian said, irritated with himself. Reason was telling him many ways he can go about this without descending to the fabulous grim reaper's level, but his love towards that kitten-owning it, making it his-said to get it and get it now. "What is it?"

Grell cavorted to the dining table, still holding that beautiful creature. "Do you promise…?"

"Yes, fine, I promise. Now what is it?" Sebastian asked, wanting this to be over with.

However, Grell wanted to drag it out. He grinned, his razor sharp teeth showing from ruby red lips.

Suddenly, Sebastian gained his train of thought, if only for a moment. Ruby red lips…is he wearing lipstick?

He put a hand over his face, already knowing what Grell was going to demand from him.

"…a kiss~!" Grell replied in a singsong voice, grinning even wider and making his trademark hand gesture.

Sebastian sighed. He had rashly given his word he'd do it, and it's either do it or forsake the cat altogether.

But she was so precious…

"Fine."

Grell stopped for a moment, as if he was surprised it actually worked. However the shock was short-lived, because Grell puckered his lips and leaned in close, invading Sebastian's personal space. "Can there be tongue? Oh I can't wait to-"

Sebastian couldn't take another one of Grell lovesick rants today, and he wanted that kitten. So instead of roundhouse kicking him in the face like he normally does, he did what he promised.

Taking Grell by the chin, Sebastian slapped Grell dead in the face, somehow wiping off any trace of lipstick.

"But Sebas-chan," Grell whined, holding his cheek with one hand and the cat in another. "Y-y-you promised! Unless you were just kidding!" At this, Grell began to cry. "Not even you're so cruel as to do that to me! You'd just reject me! Why would you break my heart like that?! I-"

Grell was silenced immediately by Sebastian's lips.

The entire experience was revolting and demeaning to Sebastian, but there was a mysterious sensation in his gut that only appears when he's holding a kitten and hearing it purr as it rubs its soft fur against his skin. He'd never admit it but…

It was almost enjoyable.

Almost.

Sebastian made an attempt to break away from Grell, but Grell had somehow hooked both legs around his waist and is arms around his neck. The kitten had escaped the grim rapist's grasp and was sleeping on the table, still swishing her tail back and forth, without a care in the world.

Sebastian involuntarily moaned at the sight of the kitten now stretching itself at the worst possible moment-Grell had recaptured his lips and began to grope his rear.

Taking his moan as a want for more, Grell even had the nerve to start grinding on him, bringing Sebastian back to the horrid present. Panicking for the first time in a long time, he attempted to throw Grell off him, but the stupid idiot refused to let go, resulting in both of them landing on the floor-Sebastian hopelessly pinned to the ground and Grell now humping him like a dog in heat.

Now thoroughly upset, Sebastian finally shoved Grell off, glaring daggers at the gay grim reaper, who smiled back that infuriating grin.

"Oh Sebas-chan, you're being rough?" Grell mocked, flipping his hair, "I love it rough!"

Sebastian has had enough of this.

Taking the perfectly set dining table (after putting the kitten to a safe place on the shelf, of course) Sebastian hit Grell with it as hard as he can.

…which was pretty hard.

"Ow! Geez, I'm sorry I got carried away-augh!"

Sebastian began to mercilessly beat Grell with the table, wanting to make Grell pay for violating him in such a way, and dragging an innocent creature into it as well-it drove Sebastian off the edge to use a sweet kitten like that just for personal gain. He already disliked Grell, but now he wanted to beat the divine being until his blood was completely spattered on the walls and floor. He was past caring about the mess-he'd clean it up eventually. Right now he just wanted to make Grell pay.

At some point the table had caught fire, but Sebastian didn't care. Grell was still screaming, and that was good enough for him. When the table eventually broke, Sebastian picked up a beat-up Grell and looked him dead in the eye.

"The cat is mine," Sebastian growled, "and you better hope I don't see your face again for quite some time."

Grell nodded, still somehow grinning. "At least I got what I wanted-!"

Sebastian narrowed his eyes. "You made me promise, and I don't take promises lightly. You forced me to do your bidding."

The Grim reaper winked his swollen eye. "You could have broken your promise."

"But if I had," Sebastian replied, "Then what kind of butler would I be? As I have said, I don't take promises lightly-I've never broken a single one. A Phantomhive butler who can't do that much isn't worth his salt."

Not waiting for Grell to reply, Sebastian threw him out the window, ignoring the fabulous reaper's insane laughter.

When he calmed down, Sebastian looked at the now destroyed dining room, the cat perched high up on the shelf, casually bathing herself as if nothing was wrong.

He envied her carefree attitude.

Sebastian shook his head, "Now I'm a full ten minutes behind schedule," he murmured, amused. "Oh well, I'd better get to work then."

"Wow!" Mey-Rin said, "Sebastian, it's so neat!"

"Yeah!" Finni agreed, "Amazing as always!"

"And the food looks great!" Baldroy put in.

"I'm flattered," Sebastian replied. "But the food could have been better, I'm afraid. It's merely [insert fancy food here because it's 1:00 AM and I can't think of anything]. I had a little…setback with preparations and had to rush."

Ciel tasted the food. "It'll do," he decided. "By the way, did that large commotion earlier have to do with your setback?"

Sebastian fought to keep a straight face. "Yes, my lord. But I took care of it, so there is no need to you to worry about it."

"Well good, because-what was that?"

Everyone was quiet for a moment, and then the noise sounded again-a small meow from the shelf.

"Oh my apologies," Sebastian, smiling and picking up the black kitten, "I almost forgot she was there. Grell had given it to me as a…gift."

"Aw, it's so cute!" Mey-Rin exclaimed, petting it.

Ciel put a hand to his forehead, and Sebastian smiled sheepishly. "My lord-"

"Yes, you may keep her," Ciel responded immediately, already knowing what he was going to ask. "But don't let it mess with the quality of the house-no peeing, scratching, or anything else cats do. I want it trained, understood? That's an order."

Sebastian bowed low to hide his wide grin. "Yes, my lord."

It was one of the few moments alone Sebastian can get, late at night when everyone's asleep. He was back in the dining room with the kitten, petting it as it lay on his stomach, purring softly.

"What to name you…" he murmured.

She jumped off him suddenly, and stuck at a rat trying to sneak past. As Sebastian amusedly watched her kill it, a thought popped in his head.

"Lady Scarlet," he said, "that's what I'll call you."

Lady Scarlet lifted her head up and looked at him, responding to her new name with a meow.

"Do you like that name?"

She walked back to him and curled in a ball on his stomach, purring as he resumed petting her as before.

"I'm taking that as a yes."

Soon after, Lady Scarlet fell asleep.