"What do you mean he's your apprentice?" Ciel barked at Sebastian.

"Its a favor for an old friend, I assure my young master, that he will work as hard as I do," Sebastian replied cooly.

Ciel then turned his attention to the young man standing next to Sebastian. Like Sebastian he was pale and had black hair, but wore it long and tied back in a low pony tail. The black outfit he wore was also in resemblance to Sebastian, but his figure and build was a bit smaller and slimer.

With a sigh Ciel stated, "If he doesn't annoy me for the rest of the month he can stay."

In sync both men bowedand said, "Thank you my Lord."

"Yes, yes now get to work," Ciel said boredly, resting his head on his knuckles.

"Yes my Lord," Sebastian said, steering the young man off.

When they were down the hall Sebastian stopped his apprententice and made him look him in the eye.

"Make no mistake that I will be watching you closely, and be sure you don't let anything slip. Your father has high hopes for you, and he's leaving you in my responsibility, understand?" Sebastian said darkly.

"Yes of course sir," he replied in a smooth, slick voice.

"Now, what shall I call you whilest in public?"

"Aron sir," the boy replied.

"How original," Sebastian mocked and walked off, "Follow me."

Aron walked a small distance behind him, trying to keep his posture up, but it was difficult because his chest was hurting him. As Sebastian showed him through the halls and different rooms, Aron made note of everypainting, vase, side table, and anything else of that manner to help him memorize the mansion. After going around the mansion three times Sebastian pulled out a black kercheif from his sleeve.

"Now, we do this blindfolded," he said with a curt smile.

Aron swalled hard and gingerly tied the kercheif over his eyes, and Sebastian made sure he couldn't see. Sebastian told Aron to lead him to the drawing room, and thrugh some insane amount of luck Aron found his way.

"Beginners luck, now take me to the foyer," Sebastian said in a sickly sweet voice.

Aron swalled hard and tried visualizing the route in his head, and started in the way he thought best. After a few minutes if walking and one flight of stairs Aron stopped hoping he was correct.

"Wrong, this is the kitchen, but I guess its close enough," Sebastian said with a sigh, he noticed how Aron hesitated when they were in the Foyer, "You can't second guess yoursefl, your first instinct is usually correct."

With that Sebastian removed the blindfold. Aron blinked a couple of times to let his eyes adjust. When they did, he noticed the other servants gawking at him. Aron felt his cheeks flush slightly from all of them staring at him.

"This is Aron, you three look after him he'll need training," Sebastian said kindly.

"I hope I won't be too much of a bother," Aron said quietly and he bowed quickly.

The other servants continued to simply gawk, except for the elderly one who was sipping his tea.

"Come Aron, time to put you to work," Sebastian said suddenly walking off.

Aron bowed again before he followed. Sebastian lead him outside where he was immediately attacked by a man with white hair and a dogs collar around his neck.

"Down you lousy mutt," Sebastian said bitterly, shoving the man off, "This is Pluto, he's a Devil Hound, I want you to walk him and maake sure he stays out of trouble."

Aron nodded his understanding and was handed a rope to lead Pluto. Sebastian then walked back inside patting at areas of his suit to make sure it was clean. When the door shut behind him Aron sighed loudly and let his head drop.

"Blending in as a butler will take a lot more work than I thought," he said to himself as he tied one end of the rope to the loop in Pluto's collar,