Damned with love!
I do not own Kuroshitsuji! I own my OCs: Marin, Gaby, Irina, Faust and Hunter.
Months have passed since all the incidents from the great manor ceased to exist as the three butlers of the Neophyte family slowly worked their way. On the Neophyte blazon there was both a spider and a crow. Sebastian got used to serve both master, Gaby and Marin, Marin not very friendly with the crow. Gaby loved crows and treated the crow demon better after Irina and Marin admitted finally that they love each other. Lately, since Claude's father lost the fight with Gaby and almost got his heart pulled out of his chest, he became a servant as Claude and Sebastian. Of course, that meant that he no longer had to work in her service as the "All Mighty Faust", renowned in Hell for his bravery and friend with Sebastian's father, Lucifer, brought him at the mercy of whoever needed him. Not many…
Irina was the only one that was giving him attention and occupation. Marin was all the time with Claude or Irina and he felt sooooooooo foolish. He knew that after trying to kill Marin, nobody will quite like him but it passed almost 2 years since that, and months since all the problems stopped…
Well now he was all alone….So alone. He didn't mean he wanted someone to chat with or anything but, he wanted to be useful, he would even accept being used like a trash. He wanted to do something. Not even the cats Irina brought him were enough to pull that sadness out of the crow demon.
"What are you doing Sebby? Day dreaming?" asked Claude from behind, shaking Sebastian's trail of thoughts.
"Um, kind of. With what occasion in my room?"
"Well, tonight Hunter's best friends are coming over and I am damn sure they don't want me to stay with them. So, I will sleep here tonight."
"Oh, fine. As long as you stay in your bed side…"
"I will try not to hug you, kiss you or eventually fuck you."
"The last part is totally out." Sebastian said annoyed.
"Kidding to see if you panic. I guess it didn't work. But serious about hugging and kissing."
"Try hard. Very hard."
"C'mon, it's gonna be ok. As long as I don't miss her…"
"Stop this."
"Fine. Hey, what are you doing today?"
"Not much. The garden, room clean up and I think pool cleaning too."
"Do you mind if you clean Master's room too? I am going with Hunter to buy some things for tonight."
"Ok…I guess I can. But you owe me one."
"He doesn't hate you…"
"Prove it."
"When he kisses me as his slave he kisses you too. You know once he kissed only me and asked only for my blood. Now you're there too."
"Sorta…"
"Exactly. Thanks!" and Claude left like a storm. Damn, now he would have to clean the room he never dared to without order.
From behind, there was cigarette smoke and as he turned, Faust was there, looking at him and smiling. Not smiling, more like having fun. Sebastian turned cautiously and asked.
"What is it that you want?"
"I see that you're pretty busy…"
"Does she require me?"
"No."
"Then why are you still here? And smoking here?"
"Be careful Crow, don't steal the show. This is my son's place, you were here just for amusement."
"He will never replace Claude with me. Never."
"Depends."
"If you excuse me, I have cleaning to do."
Sebastian went out and relaxed looking at the beautiful garden of the manor. Waddesdon Manor is not as beautiful as this one. He started cutting the old branches and collected some roses for dinner then mowed the lawn and finally finished with the garden…The big endless garden, not so endless after all…
He then went back into the manor and started the rooms' cleaning. Hunter's room was fine, just some clothes to wash and a bit of dust here and there. Then it came to other singers' rooms and sooooo on until there was only the library and master's room left. He began with the library, as far from the Master as possible. Not very efficient though. He finished pretty fast.
"Now, to Heaven with me!" he cursed. "That roooooommm…Uh, like I have any choice!" as he made his way to the room reluctantly. Happily, the Master wasn't there so he could clean relaxed.
He started with the desk that was buried somewhere under ten piles of papers, that he never finishes, and cleaned it nicely. He then moved to the mess he called bed. It seems that Claude couldn't wake him and let him sleep more than usual, Hunter's plans interfering with Claude's chores…Yes, he cleaned that too. The laundry, emptier than expected.
Well, that was an hour, and the room was clean like tears. But something still angered Sebastian's eyes…The PAPERWORK. Loads of that and he never does it! And it's so unaesthetic! He took the seat in front of the desk, picked a pen and began the first pile…1 hour 30, 1 hour 55, 2 hours…4 hours 15. That's it! He's done! All the papers solved…
Suddenly, the door cracked open and Marin entered, his gaze falling on Sebastian who was still at the desk…Sebastian raised and bowed his head.
"My Lord…" he mumbled.
"You did all that paperwork?"
"Y-yes."
"One question…Why?"
"It was irritating to see it there and…"
"Well, thank you…I guess I had to do it lately but…there were far more interesting things to do." As he stared at the shorter male.
"I will leave, I have the pool to clean."
"Oh, ok." As he stepped away to let him pass.
Sebastian moved fast to the pool, almost mechanically grabbing the items he needed, while cursing. He knew he should've left them undone! Not that Marin seemed to have any problem with his existence, but he was reluctant to stay around him. Maybe because he never quite liked him. Marin never liked him but tolerates him.
As he got to the pool, he started grabbing all the leaves from the water and then he put the chlorine pill in and checked the PH. He was now staring at the blue water from the pool, as he heard girls coming in the house. He completely forgot. He took his phone out and called Claude.
"Yes? What is it?" Claude answered.
"You're home? Since when!?"
"Since 1 hour ago. Why?"
"I-I-I-I-i….
"You…?"
"I over cleaned and he caught me there!"
"And?"
"Why didn't you come take over? You know I have a problem with him seeing me in his room!"
"Sorry, but, who would've cooked?"
"Me?!"
"I highly doubt it. I had to prepare sweets, dinner and the girl's room. Where are you now?"
"At the pool, cleaning it."
"Want help?"
"No, I'm almost done."
"Anything else?"
"Some tea Claude." As Marin from behind took Sebastian's phone and spoke.
"Yes Your Highness…."
"Hi Sebby. Thanks for letting me know that idiot was home and didn't say a thing."
"W-what?" and as he blabbered, he stepped backwards, falling into the pool.
"You fool!" as he watched the demon getting out of the water.
"Fine, I'm a fool…"
"Sebastian, it's not what I meant. I referred to being scared of me. I don't hate you, now, do I?"
"Where are you going with this?"
"I mean that you don't need to be afraid of me. Come here." And he extended his hand to circle the crow demon's shoulder. He leaned in the touch, rigid as a wooden stick. "Why so rigid?"
"Forgive me but I don't understand." In a very confused tone.
"Why do you behave like I am going to behead you?"
"Because in the depths of your creature, you hate me even if you learnt to accept me."
"Crow, I do not. I am not a vengeful creature. I forgave you long before. And I understand your fear but do it no more. You're as free as Claude is."
Sebastian looked at him and approached, kissing the junction of his neck with the shoulder where the mark laid, like he kissed the sultan's gabardine. Marin was stuck but understood the gesture perfectly.
"You didn't have to." He said slowly to the demon, cupping his cheek.
Sebastian blocked at the man's gesture and slowly withdrew, excusing himself and going back to the mansion to pester Claude around for letting him there.
"You jerk! You let me there and didn't do a thing!"
"I was preparing tea…I was doing something…"
"No, you weren't. you just kept away just to let me face him!"
"And it was so bad? He didn't eat you, bite you or I don't know, kill you?" Said Claude ironically.
"Thank you Mr. I-have-a-girlfriend-and-I-am-his-favourite. You ain't helping me."
Poor Sebastian was angry now. Not even Claude helped him so why expect from others… he went in his room and prepared for the inevitable sleep with Claude, since the girls arrived. He then went to the kitchen and made himself some tea for the night. In the last months of being useless, he found joy in a simple cup of tea drunk by the window, where his favourite black stray cat always came for a petting session.
As he prepared the tea, thinking of which flavour would work best to relax him after the tiring events of the day, he began also thinking of his days with Ciel Phantomhive. He never got to finish his contract, Ciel was killed and he swore revenge. And where was he now? In the house of the man that killed his master. Even if Ciel was a demon then, it still meant something for him. "Why did I swear I'll avenge him when I am not capable to strengthen up enough? I spent hundreds and thousands of years to lose my life and be brought back as a slave. Nice…and now I am also useless" Ah, the water's boiling! Nice Sebastian !
"Do I ever do something correctly? Must I always mistake even if it is for me?" he stopped the fire and put the tea into the boiling water and then covered it. He had little pleasures, so he indulged in drinking from a dark blue porcelain cup from a very expensive set. He took the kettle and the cup and went to his room only to be greeted by Irina, looking very happy. Probably she was going to tell him just what a beautiful day she had with Marin.
"Oh, Sebby! I have something to tell you! Today was soooooooo cool, I am so happy!"
"Well, once I set my tea down I can't wait to hear your story!" lie, lie Sebastian. At this point, it's clear we're talking about Marin.
"Yeeeeey!"
He set down the cup and filled it with the very delicious "Irish Cream Tea" and went by the window, opening it for the cat to soon appear. Once settled, Irina started rambling about her day.
"Sooooooo, we went to the Opera house, and there, he took me on the rooftop for a romantic lunch! He started playing the violin, every song that I love! Even rock ones! He's such a musician! And after that, he took me in his secret place beneath the opera and we made loooooooooooovvvvvvveeeeeeee…." Blah blah blah.
"I'm so happy for you!" but his face yelled booooooooooooooooored and sad.
"What did you do today Sebby?"
"I cleaned the house while Claude went shopping with Hunter, as her friends were coming over, and had to prepare food. I also fell in the pool because of Master and he made me feel uncomfortable by putting his arm around my shoulders."
"Sebby, he didn't intend anything like that! It must be just your imagination."
"Well, yeah, but I feel uncomfortable! No more than two years ago he was killing me and bringing me back! Even though I act cool around him, I don't enjoy staying too much near him."
"It's been a while huh? We've been together for an year now….we hated eachother for one and then loved for the other. I am wondering when are we going to get married or even if he'll ask me…"
"I am sure he will, miss Irina. He loves you deeply…" just go, would you?
"Irina?" came a voice from the door. It was Marin. He had been searching for Irina for quite a while.
"Oh! Sorry, Sebby, I am going to bed. We'll talk some more tomorrow if you're not too busy." She exited happily, not even bothering to wait for his farewell.
"Yeah, right…sometimes I am wondering what am I doing here…" anf he looked out the window. The cat wasn't there as usual. And then he saw it. His favourite stray, playing with another cat, a male it seemed. Nice. Even the cat betrayed him…."I guess, tonight I'll be quite alone. Except for Claude…" and speaking of the devil…
"Hey, I saw Marin and Irina coming out of here. Anything happened?" asked Claude concerned.
"Ha, no. Irina wanted to waste my time telling me about her day. And my cat betrayed me."
"I thought you like Irina, why such repulsion?"
"Claude, I was fine with her, until she became so obsessed with Marin that he's all she speaks about. Love, love…but it is growing rather annoying and childish."
"If you were in her place, wouldn't you?"
"No, cause if I were in here place, it would suck. I wouldn't show my face proudly…relationships are something intimate and serious. Not something to tell. Keep the mystery and all for you! People might not like to hear details about intimate life. Even if we're demons, it still doesn't mean we want to hear. Do you talk so much about Hunter? No. why?"
"Because I guess I don't find it necessary…and…"
"It spoils the fun. The secrecy, the essence, the value."
"You should write a book…really, how many relationships did you have?"
"Oh, Kimeris, not many…I told you, harem girls are other business. With other demonesses, quite some memorable ones. But I figured I don't love them enough to commit to them."
"Well, at least you spent some time with them. I was raised knowing love makes you weak, so I didn't quite put any feelings in whatever relationship I had."
"How about we go to sleep? I think I had enough for now."
"Agreed. Let's let go of this terrible tight clothes…"
With all that, Sebastian couldn't sleep. Something kept him restless. Perhaps Gaby was up to some magic spells and it played with his sleep, or was he too sad, or was he too bored? He decided that two in the morning is a good and 'appropriate' hour to take a bath. A hot bath, in which he could sink and let go of his thoughts and "The Betrayal of The Cat". He rose from the bed and made sure he didn't wake Claude from his peaceful rest. He proceeded downstairs to the grand-bathroom, where he had different bath accessories such as aromatic salts and bubble-solutions, along with his favourite red vanilla candles.
Almost naked, he took a look in the full length mirror. It was so dark in the room, but his demon eyes could see just fine. With a flick of his hand, he lit all the candles and they bathed him in warm light. His ivory skin, his fit form, his beautiful face…yeah, but what for? For a second, his eyes caught a glimpse of another entity there with him. But it couldn't be. He would've felt it, for sure. The tub was almost full, bubbles erupting from the water as the jet hit it's surface. He added salt at the beginning; it should've mixed by the time he would enter. One more quick adjustment. He took a few hairpins and arranged his hair not to get it wet and then he descended into the tub.
Warmth surrounded him and as he settled, his thoughts began drifting peacefully to a new place. What a calming effect had a warm bath. Suddenly, before his eyes, images of a white veil over a face filled his mind. He couldn't figure the face or the meaning of the dream, the thread of information very fragmented. A church, hands, praying, the veil, somebody shouting, somebody calling…calling his name? "Sebastian…Sebastian…SEBASTIAN!"
