I don't own Black Butler (Kuroshitsuji). ^^


It's raining and it's cold. My black fur is soaking wet. I'm starving and I've been calling him for hours now. Where is he? ! Suddenly, when I'm about to turn around and find some other way to eat, the door opens. A tall and rather handsome butler emerges from the glow of the light of what I'm guessing is the kitchen.
"Sebastian!" I said, sprinting toward him as he kneels down to pet me.
"Good evening, Eva." His velvety voice says, patting my head. I can't help but purr and rub against him. I'd hug him if I had arms.
He sets a small bowl of food down for me and watches me gobble it as if it would disappear if I didn't get to it quickly.
He laughs and pets me again. "Now, now. There's plenty more, so you mustn't gobble it so."
But it's a little late for that because by the time he's finished talking I've eaten what he gave me. I think it was chicken.

Sebastian picks up the bowl and pats me again, tenderly. I purr and melt into his hand.
"Thank you."
"You're very welcome." He said, standing, preparing to return to the large house.
I've always wondered if he really understood me.
He opens the door and looks back at me. His eyes are sincere. I don't even notice that it's still raining until I get up to move closer to him.
Then the butler sighs a loud and heavy sigh.
"...Oh. I'm sure one night won't get me killed." He said. And with that, I'm lifted into his arms and brought into the house.
The door shuts behind us.


I'm rushed up the stairs and into what I assume is the butler's quarters. He drys me off with a towel, then places me on his lap.
"I hope you know that this is just for one night, Eva. If the young master finds you here he won't be pleased." He says, sternly.
I jump down and sit in front of him.

"MISTER SEBASTIAN!" I was startled by a loud, shrill scream. Sebastian sighs again. "Please. Stay here." He rushes out of the room to see what was wrong.
I can't help but feel a little jealous at how whoever it was managed to steal away his attention like that.
With a small huff I climbed onto the bed in the room. "I'll get his attention after a short nap."
I curled up in a corner of the room farthest from the door. I had a feeling that I wasn't supposed to be here.

But If that's true, then why do I feel so comfortable?


A/N: I hope you enjoyed that. Reviews are helpful!