A/N: Dont own Kuroshitsuji!:(
Tell me Sebastian…
Do you hate me?
Is that why you answer my commands in such a cold, dead tone?
Leaving nothing behind but a short "Yes, my Lord?"
Or do you love me?
The way your warm touches and sweet holds tell?
Your sharp red eyes might foretell one explanation,
But also another…
Do tell me one day, and I mean that as a command.
Your Master,
Ciel Phantomhive
My Young Lord,
I feel nothing but…
Sebastian stopped in his writing, only to look up from the desk to the young boy walking outside in the garden.
He had just found the letter on top of his Lord's desk only a moment ago, the ink still fresh on the paper. It was clear the boy wanted a response, and as a butler, he had to give it. The demon was confused though… He clearly still wanted Ciel's soul, but a part of him wanted only him and his love. Corny, I know, but that was the only way he could describe it. He promised his Lord he'd never lie to him, and he always kept his word. He wasn't one a low lying human like the ones that are outside the mansion's gates and in the dark alleys of London. But he sort of was a human, in some way.
Sebastian felt the most human feeling there was….love.
But would he let Ceil know that?
I feel nothing but love for you…
Signed,
Your Forever Servant.
"Sebastian, I'm done with my walk."
The butler turned around, barely noticing the young master had even returned. He placed the letter and its' response back on the desk and stepped forward to greet his master.
"Good Afternoon, My Lord, I hope your walk was to your comfort?"
"Hmm…It was alright. A bit chilly, though. Is it going to snow later tonight?"
"I haven't checked, but I'll make sure to look on it right away."
Ciel went around the butler to his desk. He sat down on his large, burgundy chair and nodded at his butler. Today had been a tiring day for him, though. Being the head of a company and the prestigious name of the Phantomhive was indeed a large task sometimes, but he overcame every obstacle that came along with it easily, with help of Sebastian of course.
The butler started commenting on the day's snack. Ciel listened but stopped once he noticed the paper infront of him. His eyes widened a bit when he saw that the man replied. He picked it up and started reading it. Once he was finished, he dropped the letter and stood up, surprising the butler once more.
"Are you okay, my Lord?"
"Do you mean what you wrote?"
…
"I never lie…"