AN: And we're back! Welcome to the second story in the time series, I hope the new peoples will go back and read the first one since it will be quite confusing if you don't, but to all you old peoples who already followed and favorited the first story, Welcome back! Anyway so first off I should just get the general disclaimer out of the way, I do not own Black Butler or any of its characters, phew that's over with now. I hope you guys will enjoy this one better than the first, and if you didn't enjoy the first then you might as well enjoy this one!

I felt his piercing stare at the back of my head, I ignored it and got out the milk with some cereal, Tatima was sitting on my counter and swinging her legs up and down, also ignoring the heavy atmosphere. I poured my cereal and milk into the bowl and plopped my spoon into it devouring the milk inside.
*Cough*
That was the fakest cough I have ever heard, but I still turned and looked at him, meeting his red eyes, with no expression on my face.
"Yes?"
"And just when did you plan on telling me you were from the future?"
"And just when did you plan on to stop glaring me to death? Seriously, its not that big of a deal." I rolled my eyes.
"It just means that you are about hundred years younger than I thought you were." He glared at me.
We entered a staring competition, neither of us losing or giving up, making Tatima feel very awkward as she enjoyed her own bowl of cereal. It didn't break off until Tatima got off the counter and started walking towards the door.
"Where are you going?" I asked grabbing her arm and dragging her back.
"Home. I don't want to stay here while you two have your lovers quarrel." She deadpanned.
I then put my mouth to her ear and started whispering, "But what if he decides to kill me! I need witnesses! Don't leave me here alone~"
She yanked her arm out of my grip, "I ain't staying here and dying along with you." And with that she turned her back and left, she was still getting use to how he was a full demon and I was a half demon and half something else.
After I recollected myself I went back into my kitchen next to the counter and grabbed her now empty bowl, taking it to the sink and rinsing it and then putting it in the drying rack. I had an open floor plan, so Sebastian was sitting on my one couch in my living area, and you could clearly see me in the kitchen.
I went back to my own cereal and started to finish it off, as I was drinking it my eyes met with red ones, whose face held no emotion and was simply watching me. So I glared and turned the other way to enjoy my milk in peace.
After I finished it I turned back to put my bowl in the sink.
"Gahh!" I yelled as I turned.
Sebastian was right behind me, not even an inch away.
"How did you do that?!"
He looked down at me emotionless, "I covered up my energy."
I sweat dropped, "Oh is that so." I think I like his glaring face better.
I went to walk around him, but it was pretty hard to do in my tiny kitchen so even when I did get around him, at least one part of him was still brushing up against me. I started to wash the bowl as I turned to him abruptly.
"Your thoughts?" I asked and kind of demanded.
"What?"
"What are you thinking about right now?" I clarified.
"I was wondering if you have always lived in a place like this." He said looking around the room, making me also look around the room.
I looked at my dust covered walls and my lumpy couch, which was super old and might at one point have been a nice shade of green but was now dull and covered in a few stains, I also saw my dimly lit kitchen and living room. It didn't smell terrible, but it didn't smell good either.
I shrugged, "I have lived here for as long as I can remember and even after my mother left I just did what I could to make do with what I had. As you can see though I am not wealthy like I appear to be in the 1800s." I laughed.
He was looking at me intrigued, when I got an idea.
"Hey, if I show you my childhood photos will you forgive me?" I asked with my hands clasped in front of me.
He sighed, "Fine."
I skipped off to my room and jerked my door open, it was old so it needed a little extra push to get it open, then went to my bed and kneeled down reaching under to get the familiar surface of the box. When I got it I pulled it out and it was covered in dust bunnies, but I wiped those away and took it back out to the living area sitting on the couch and patting the seat next to me.
Sebastian came and sat down next to me and I opened the box and pulled out my first album, which contained all of my baby photos. I set the book on both of our laps so we could both go through it, and opened it to the first page. My smile grew wide as I looked at the photograph.
"This is my mother." I said, pointing to the women who was holding a baby in her arms, "This was a week after she had given birth to me."
I looked at the brightly smiling women who had her bright strawberry blond curly locks falling around her face, and her smile was wide showing off her perfect teeth and her eyes were bright with happiness showing her blue eyes. I had inherited my mothers smile and curly hair as well as her eye color.
"She looks happy with you." Sebastian commented.
"Yes, we were happy, most of the time." I added on as an after thought.
"Most of the time?" He questioned.
He was looking into my eyes, but I looked down to avoid eye contact as I answered, "Well she was a very happy person usually, always wanted to make the best out of everything, but at night she would get drunk, and she was an angry drunk. So I had to learn to stay away from her while she got like that, I would sometimes hear her cussing out my father, at the time I thought it was normal."
He hummed in thought and we turned to the next page, which was a picture of me in the swings at the park on a sunlit day. This went on for the next fifty pages, him occasionally asking questions, as we looked at all of my baby photos. After that I got out my second album which was twice as big and it held almost all of my childhood pictures.
The first photo we saw was my first day of school, and lets just say I was not a happy camper.
"Why do you look like this?" Sebastian asked.
I smiled at the memory, "It was because at the time I was very close to my mother and I did not want to spend one second away from her, but I then learned I had to go to school which would make me spend hours away from her. I would fuss and do anything and everything to try and get out of it, but my mother had a firm foot."
I had my black curls in pigtails and I was forced to wear a bright pink dress that my mother had found absolutely adorable, I was glaring up at the camera with my hate filled blue eyes.
We then started going through all of my childhood memories and when Tatima finally came into the picture he asked.
"So is this when you first met her?" He asked.
I shook my head, "Nope, I knew her one full year before this photo."
He then motioned for me to elaborate, I sighed, but it was with a smile, "Well you see this was taken when I was in first grade and we met in preschool, she was in my class, and since I had a strong attachment to my mother I refused to make any friends, I thought they would try and take my mother away from me. Yet this stubborn little girl was determined to be my friend, when she saw I was alone she came and started talking to me, and that's where it all began. Honestly I hated her guts at the time, since I thought she was annoying and couldn't shut up, she was with the popular crowd and I so did not fit in there."
I smiled at the memory.

I was working very hard on my picture of mommy, I know she will love it when she sees it. I looked around at all the other morons in class, apparently a lot of them would think it was fun to yell every other second, I can't wait till this whole day is over and I can go hang out with mommy.
I saw a girl staring at me, she had brown eyes and her hair was a brown with some blond highlights in it, it seemed to be her natural color. She made eye contact with me and just looked at me for a few seconds, before bursting into a smile and throwing her hand in the air waving at me.
I looked behind me to see who she was waving at but no one was there, weird girl.
I then went back to my work, I felt a light tap on my shoulder and turned to see the girl from early.
"Hello." She said politely, "My name is Taema what's yours?"
I then stated the obvious, "Taema is not a name."
She then pouted at me and started to fling her arms about, "Not Taema! TaTIMA! See you pronounce the 'ti' like you would pronounce tea, its Ta-tea-ma, Tatima."
"That's still not a name." I said with no emotion.
"Don't be so rude! What is your name, you have to tell me since I told you mine!"
What? Was that a rule this stupid place came up with, whatever.
"Its Patricia." I said with no difficulty.
"Your enjlish is gawd." She said in a baby like voice.
Urg, Annoying.

I brought myself out of my daydream and back to the present, I kept looking at the photos with Sebastian, even though he tried to hide it I can tell he is enjoying himself. I wonder what he looked like as a kid?
Then I saw Sebastian freeze at a photo, he turned to look into my eyes and he had a closed eyed smile on, what the heck did he see that set him off?
"Patricia, what and who is this?" He pointed at the photo.
I looked and I saw a little me sitting on a bench and next to me was Tatima's older brother, Derek, but I can tell what set him off. The fact that I was kissing Derek right on the lips, I was about ten in the picture and Derek was thirteen, his brown hair was plain and boring and he had the same eye color as his sister. Honestly he looked just like every other human, he was completely normal, no attributes made him stand out.
"That's Derek." I said without a care.
"Oh so you still remember his name?" Sebastian was looking deathly scary, but I ignored that as I answered.
I waved my hand, "Knock it off Sebastian, he was just my first boyfriend and he is Tatima's older brother, that's why I still remember his name. Besides right after that photo I broke up with him because I thought kisses were icky." I mimicked my child self, "Besides that was just a peck on the lips, you were my first real kiss."
That seemed to cool him down for now but I could tell he was getting more and more irritated when Derek kept showing up in more pictures, half way through his hormonal episode I got off of the couch and went over to take my scarf off. I hadn't seen Tatima's family today since when we got back we were still in our 1800s funeral clothes, I then had to go to my apartment, with her tagging along and I had to cover up my collar bone and neck with a scarf. I don't know why he put his 'mark' in such a place, it was quite annoying.
Sebastian had seemed shocked that I would even consider living here, and yeah it was filthy but it was in my price range, so I just made do and it was also the place I lived with my mother. When me and Tatima told him where we were now he was all very calm about it, which only lasted for so long, which explained his glaring contest with me.
As I was putting on my pajamas Sebastian came into my room, technically he was just outside the door and since I am not use to people being here I did not close the door.
"Could you have at least waited till I had my pants on?" I asked as I was putting my legs into my pant holes.
"Do you need sleep?" He asked, not showing any sign of moving.
"Obviously, you have seen me sleep multiple times." I rolled my eyes at his ridiculous question.
"I find it strange that you are even half demon, because I do not sense such presence or power in you."
"Oh." Was all I said not really caring, I was now fully dressed and grabbing my toothbrush.
I started walking past him when he stopped me by putting his arm in front of me, "Are you planning on ignoring me all night?"
"I'm not ignoring you." I corrected, "I am just going to sleep."
He then leaned into me, "Either way I will still be bored all night, and you did not let me see you for a full two weeks before this."
I sighed, "How many times do I have to tell you, I was preparing Tatima's, well actually Christina's, funeral."
I then pushed his arm aside and made my way to my bathroom, which was right next to my bedroom, and started to brush my teeth.
"You even have to do the simplest of human things, you don't even act demon." Sebastian said from behind me.
Since I was unable to talk from all of the spit and toothpaste in my mouth I decided to ignore him. I finished quickly and wiped my mouth on a rag I leave in my bathroom.
I then made him a make shift bed on the couch, or started to.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Making you a bed, even though you don't need one I figured it would be rude not to make you one."
"I won't use it." He stated.
"Oh? And what do you plan to do all night?" I asked with my hands on my hips.
He then smirked, scaring me though I tried to cover it, "I had a few ideas."
He then hit the back of my knees, at an amazing speed even I couldn't keep up with, making me start to fall though he caught me in mid air and carried me bridal style.
I blushed out of embarrassment at being taken over so easily and off guard.
"Sebastian!"
All of a sudden we were in my room and he put me on my bed as he got on top of me, I tried to refuse at first but I then saw he pink glowing eyes.
"I'll make you pay for not seeing me in two weeks." He growled.

AN: So I think I will stop that there, and seriously if you have not read the first one go read it, or else a lot of the upcoming things will not make sense, anyway so this story will mostly be about their past and you will be finding out what happened to them as children and there family blood lines. Also if you saw my foreshadowing in the first story then you know what is to happen, if you didn't I will only say one thing, there is a huge twist coming up super soon! I think its big anyway, you guys will have to review on it, so incase you didn't notice I am trying to make my chapter longer so it will take me some more time to get them out.