Hey heres a black butler fan fic.. just the prologue
disclaimer: Dont own
tell me what you think
Streaks of sunlight began to craw like spiders over the walls of phantomhive manor as they day once again awoke causing the inhabitations to stir.
"My lord it is morning"
A young boy with satin blue hair rolled over in a finely furnished bed to stare at the man who had awoken him. To normal societies eyes the man who walked forward carrying his young masters clothing was just that,
a man. A butler to be precise, paled skinned, pristinely cut, strikingly handsome and carried himself with an air of importance just falling short of arrogance. The young boy slid from the bed and stood patiently as his
butler began to dress him.
"Lady Elizabeth shall be arriving shortly my lord"
"And you know this how?" the boy scowled in disbelief.
"For she sent a foot man ahead of herself this morning"
"A foot man!" the boy exclaimed in shock "Lizzie sent a foot man! You must be joshing me Sebastian. I distinctly remember you saying that you didn't lie"
The adult male looked up into the smooth face of his young master from whereas he knelt on the floor. Rocking backwards to his feet he went to the bed side table where he had set a silver tray that donned but a
simple letter. Bowing forward he offered it to the adolescent lord who took it with a huff and an air of surprise. Taking the letter opener he slid it beneath the lip of the cream colored envelope and broke the wax seal.
Dear Ceil,
It has been quiet the longest time since we went on an outing together and when we bumped into dear Meylene in the market yesterday she so kindly informed me that she was almost positive that you had spare time in your schedule. This information made me oh so dizzy with happiness that I made plans for us today. I hope you are not cross with me I just ohso excited to see you again. I plan to arrive there two hours before noon.
Sincerely you're loving fiancée,
Lizzie
Ceil looked at the letter in disbelief. "Free time! Me?" he snapped in disbelief crunching the letter in his fist as Sebastian kneeled in front of him calmly buttoning up his coat.
"That is indeed what it says my lord" Sebastian said rising to his feet and placed his hand on his chest and bowed slightly in the proper display of respect.
"where would you like your morning meal this morning my-" he opened his eyes to see that his young master no longer stood in front of him in a angry manner but now was storming down the hallway in the direction
of the servants quarters. "My, my such a temper this morning"
Young Ceil Phantomhive marched down the painting lined hallway in search for his glasses wearing maid. Usually such a mistake or intrusion on his life was fixed with a glare, a sigh of annoyance and a order to his
butler to "fix the problem". Except for when it came to Elizabeth, when it came to her feelings rose and patience dwindled. One could expect as much for the small bubbly blond held a special place in the heart of the
hell bound boy.
"Meylene what is the meaning of this!" Ceil demanded as he swung the heavy oak door open. The young boy stopped mouth open and cheeks a sun burnt red.
"MASTER!" his female maid screamed. Apparently she had woken a tad bit on the late side and wasn't expecting her young lord to come bursting in when she only donned a petticoat. The world went dark as a gloved
hand suddenly appeared over Ceils eyes in time as Meylene swung her hands up to cover her naked breasts.
"Forgive us the intrusion Meylene we shall be leaving now" Sebastian bowed and quickly swung around and closing the door. He sighed and removed his hand as the phantomhive boy stood in shock.
"My lord may I suggest that next time you knock" he said and Ceil glared at him.
"Shut up Sebastian!" he stormed back towards his office "Bring my tea now! That's an order!"
"yes… my lord" the butler bowed yet his unearthly eyes slid to the door that he still remained in front of and a smirk slid over his features "hmmm"