That Butler, Midnight Romp
Setting: Phantomhive Manor
Time: 21:00 (9 p.m. to be exact)
Occupants: The Earl Ciel, Head Butler Sebastian, Phantomhive servants: Maylene, Finnian, Bard and Tanaka also a new special guest…. the newest member of the Phantomhive Household….Contessa Charles new head maid/tutor.
Whereabouts: Everyone is winding down for the night, the others are playing poker down in the servants quarters… by the way Tanaka is winning it all with a straight royal flush. Sebastian is going over the Funtom monthly profits in his Administrations Office, The young Master Ciel is already dressed in his night attire reading one of his favorite books to bed (it's Poe). And the new maid Contessa is in the bath relaxing from an hectic day at the Phantomhive Manor.
Story: A mysterious woman named Contessa Charles shows up out of nowhere at the Phantomhive Manor requesting permission to work for the Earl. Perplexed, the earl decides on taking her in as his new head maid since the one already staffed was pretty klutzy and unrefined. Curious, he asked what's her story… she pretty much tells him the truth about her running away from a bad arranged marriage. But to the earl he sensed that there is much more going on behind that placid doey brown eyes. However, he cuts her in a deal. In order for to stay at the manor she must aid him in a new case.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji nor any of it's characters, but I do own my own made up characters
Rated M: Reader's discretion are advised
Chapter I:
Songstress
"Ahh…this water feels s-sooo good right now." smiled Contessa with a satisfied comical feline face as she un-braided her dark hair down into the inviting warm water.
The bath was just what the doctor ordered, she so badly wanted to forget about today's unscrupulous mess caused by the other servants.
"Grr…what a bunch of idiots, what were they thinking?" she muttered aloud. "Were they trying to kill me in the process?"
She can feel her head began to throb in pain just thinking about it. Even though she's only been at the Phantomhive household for two weeks this was way beyond ridiculous.
"My heavens my temples are hurting again…" trying to relax herself, Contessa closed her placid doey brown eyes, as she placed a wet hand against her now throbbing temples.
"Geeze, how many times does someone had to tell a certain fire-crazed cook not to use a flamethrower on raw meat? And How many times does someone tell a certain clumsy maid to tie her shoes laces to avoid tripping and falling? And …." as she said this while gritting her pearly whites together in anger…."how many times does someone tell a certain absent-minded gardener to make sure the fertilizer and pesticides aren't to be mixed up!"
She tried her best to cut them some slack today since they're always getting scolded by that…that man, that dark butler.
"When I first arrived here and started to work for the Earl, I pitied them greatly." She said lazily while leaning over the tub.
"I didn't know Mister Michaelis was so hard on them...and now I understand why."
Rolling back into the warm tub she soothingly splashed at her soft umber-skin as she evenly dispersed the water to her arms and chest area.
"Ah, Well…I guess it's not entirely their fault. That they're very afraid of said Mister dark butler- I'd would be terrified too. He's quite the most intimidating man I've seen in my entire life! The way he's always scrutinizing with his cold empty stare and his uptight strict disposition…..heh my word he is definitely a terrifying man indeed."
Closing her eyes while trying to taking her mind off of him. She also thought about another incident involving another servant and him earlier that day.
"I was quite aghast after that clumsy, but good-hearted maid slipped and fell on him with a cold bucket of water. My goodness that was priceless! Gyah! ha hah!"
*Ahem* well unbeknown to her, the bucket of cold water was actually dumped on that said clumsy maid. And not Sebastian. (As usual)
As Contessa knelt down to unplug the tub, she unwillingly watched hypnotically as the draining water whirlpool flowed around and down the drain. At that same time someone knocked on the bathroom door, snapping her out of her hypnotic gaze.
"Y-y-yes w-who is it?" she said sweetly while still knelt down by the porcelain tub.
"Oh, Miss Charles it's me… Maylene…I came by to tell you that the young master wants to speak to you at his bedchamber before you retire to bed. She replied, humbly behind the door.
"Oh… alright give me a few minutes and I'll be right there."
"And oh, by the way…Miss Charles….
"Yes what is it Maylene?"
"Th…thank you for not scolding us today, we really appreciated…very much madam." and with that Maylene was off to bed.
Once the maid left, Countessa found herself pretty grateful at the endearing comment. "To whom would of thought that I've made their lives a bit less stressful." that thought made her smile a little bit more. "Even though today was hell."
She quickly arose from her kneeling position by the porcelain tub, wrapped a fluffy white towel around her petite womanly frame and another around her dusky wet tresses, then exited out the door to finish dressing in her room.
Moments later around…..10:30 p.m.
The young maid sluggishly arrived at the young master's bedchamber door. Stopping herself she took a gander at her silk rose bud fuchsia robe.
It was a nice soft selective color for her umber skin tone and that the quality of the material must have been sown with utmost care.
"Impressive"
She had to admit that for a twelve year old boy, he had excellent taste in regards of women's clothing. Before coming here, she'd never had anything this lovely nor expensive that grace her body like this.
Snapping out her daze, she returned her attention to the door. However, before she could make contact with the back of her hand to knock on the door- … it suddenly swung opened by the dark…err…I mean Mister Michaelis.
Very startled by the stoically grinning tall man in front of her- she clutched her chest regaining back her wits.
Noticing that he scared her on accident. Sebastian couldn't help but to raise an raven colored eyebrow in amusement.
"Ah, and good evening Miss Charles. I hoped you enjoyed your bath? I'd hoped it was a well deserved one after the hectic day that you had." He said as he stared at the startled woman.
" Do please come in and go stand near the young master by his bedside." continued Sebastian as he spoke to her with poise.
Raising another in raven eyebrow in surprising smirk, the butler noticed that she wore the silk rose bud fuchsia robe young master bought for his new maid.
"Heh, young master you do have excellent taste." the demon thought smiling.
Contessa cautiously entered the young master's room, all the while avoiding that dark butler's haunting gaze stinging her from behind.
He closed the door behind them and stood by watching her waltz inside. "Hmm" he thought out loud gracing a sly smile to his stoic face
What ever is going through that man's mind is probably pretty nasty. "Shameful pervert"
"Damn it all, why in the hell am I suddenly nervous around that man? Ok, Tessa get a damn grip…let's go see what young master wants." she whispered to herself aggravated.
As instructed, she stood by the young master's bedside with her hands clasp together waiting patiently for him to acknowledge her presence.
"Um, yes young master you wished to see me?" He was slouched in his bed engrossed in his favorite book; a collection of Edgar Allen Poe's stories. Without looking up at her, his reply… "Contessa, I've heard that your voice is a bit like a song bird would you please grace me with a song? You don't mind…do you?"
Pretending not to understand what he was requesting she rapidly blinked at him in confusion. "Uhh, what ever do you mean young master?" Who told this little boy that I could sing? The only time I sing is…when I'm…alone…" Her skin jumped back as she realized that the butler must have told him, that's why he was smiling at her. "That sneaky bastard…I've always thought that he hated people singing?
"Please Miss Charles don't play dumb or be ashamed about it, I was informed by Sebastian…he told me earlier while we were in town running errands. He told me that you were singing a tune from your childhood contentedly outside while hanging linens to dry." Announced Ciel, now looking up directly at her.
"Usually…" he said as he lowered his azure gaze upon her lovely doey brown ones. "I don't allow my servants to sing aloud to themselves, but for you I'll make the acceptation." Ciel's expression of slight amusement plastered his tiny face as he waited for his maid to start singing.
Contessa looked down at the single azure eyed boy, her face quite relieved that he didn't scold her for singing answered him.
"Sir, before I begin…I want to tell you a little story behind my song, The hymn that I'll sing for you is a piece that I cherish dearly and I think you will also too sir. " she said as she sweetly winked at him.
Ciel blushed by her jester and then realized that his butler was quietly chuckling at him. " Err….Well If you must, be my guest.." he said as pretended to sound nonchalantly
"Thank you, *Ahem* she begins:
"This legend has been passed down in my family for generations. All the way from the West Indies this story is about a little girl who loved all colors…color of the trees, the flowers, the water and sky….one day down by the beach she saw a beautiful amethyst sea nymph stranded on the beach dying of dehydration.
The sea nymph called out to her asking for help, the sea nymph asked the little girl that it needed to return back into the sea. What the sea nymph offered to the little girl were a single sapphire rune.
In amazement, the little girl rushed into her village. She told the village elder that down by the beach was a dying amethyst sea nymph. So just to 'entertain' her, the village elder ask the most strongest man in all of the village to help her rescue her friend. Since no one would assist…only one rose to the occasion
"Just to 'humor' the little girl, the village elder ask the for strongest man in all of the village to help her rescue her dying friend. No one wanted to do the task except for one...
And that one man who approached was the little girl's Father. Since he's the only one believes if his daughter is telling the truth he agreed on helping her out.
When the little girl returned with help, the sea nymph was on the brink of death; weakly opened it's eyes. The sea nymph smiled at the child's father as he picked up the sea nymph walked out to a deep portion of the ocean to release it back into the water.
Before the sea nymph left, it returned to shore's end to reward the little girl, the sea nymph extended her hand to the little girl giving her the sapphire rune as a sign of gratitude. The sea nymph told her to always keep the sapphire rune safe at all times and that it will always protect those who seek solace. "
After she finished singing her childhood song, the young master was sound asleep, it was close to 11: 30 p.m. when she exited his bedchambers with Sebastian.
All the while avoiding eye-contact with Mister Dark Butler's ruby-red haunting orbs. Instead turning to him and telling him goodnight like everyone else, she rudely rushed past him without saying a word.
Which only made the butler chuckle lightly by her actions, he's never seen someone so frantic and embarrassed to be around him. In his mind this night could be fun for him.
Finally getting away from him, Contessa yawned sleepily as she continued to make her way down towards the servants quarters, just before she could a thought sprang up. Almost forgetting, that she had made a list of things to check before retiring to bed.
"Aww, why must I be so damn meticulous about such things? Why didn't I do this earlier? Oh well there is no use of complaining." she said to herself
She fully understands as the new Head Maid of the Phantomhive Household she had to make sure that everything under her possession was secure.
Contessa made a list to keep with her at all times, making sure that all doors, windows, furniture, rooms etc were all in place.
Checking off every single last task as she made her way down into the second kitchen. Before entering, she feared the worst.
Contessa hoped and prayed that pyromaniac finished cleaning up the kitchen before he retired off to bed.
"Well let's see what the results are." she huffed to herself tiredly pulling up her silk rose bud fuchsia robe back onto her umber shoulders bracing for the unknown darkness.
After locating the gas lantern near the counter top and turning it on to light up the room. To her shock and awe the place was sparkling like tinsel on a Christmas tree.
"Could have Bard cleaned this kitchen so beautifully? If he did this one hell of a clean up." She said as she walked around admiring the kitchen, her doey brown eyes glossing over how sterile the environment was.
"Mmm… what a lovely, but citrus fragrance it gives off too… I bet Mister Dark and intimidating must have cleaned it after Bard torched the place. Heh! I swear will that unruly man will ever learn?" she declared out loud letting a small giggle escape her luscious lips.
"Indeed I must agree with you, Miss Charles. And by the way your laugh is a bit…cute." announced a smooth deep voice from behind her.
Flustered by his words as the heat traveled down her spine. Her eyes-widen as she scarcely turned herself to face that man, who was in fact standing in front of the entrance way of the kitchen.
Upon viewing him, the butler didn't have his usual tailored tailcoat on him, but only his white shirt, black tie, vest and trousers were visible. Her charming doey brown orbs shying away in embarrassment from his direct gaze of his ductile ruby-red ones.
"Please don't upset me like that…you could have given me a heart-attack. And when did you show up here all of the sudden?" she replied while grasping at her chest. "Haa…Anyhow, why are you still up Mister…."
"Dark and intimidating…" said Sebastian as he finished for her in mid-sentence.
"Eavesdropping on people eh…sir? Well I don't like the fact that your spying on me…y-you brown-noser. Now if you please excuse me I must finish my checklist for the kitchen." she said as she saunters away from him to the other side of the immaculate kitchen.
Sebastian on the other hand was perplexed by the 'brown-noser' comment. "Really? I've been called many things before, but this one is very new to me."
"My apologies Ms. Charles." Though her back was facing him, he bowed contritely. "But if that's how you feel about me…heh then so be it. Although, I don't consider myself being that intimidating nor a brown-noser." He said gracing a warm sincere smile to her.
Contessa on the other hand, ignoring his sincere apology and his smile continued to check off her list of task for the kitchen.
Her immediate silence indicated to him that she wasn't listening to him. Sebastian's feelings quickly chagrined in disappointment.
"Anyways, I've already finished with my nightly rounds and came down into the kitchen to prepare tomorrow's menu-" before he could continue his thought the butler paused for a moment-being the demon that he is.
He'd thought he heard a strange husky voice coming from beyond the kitchen window. "Hmm, that is interesting…" he thought to himself.
For now he'll just have to momentarily brushed it aside, he returned his attention to the quiet woman in front of the china cabinet.
"Now my question to you Miss Charles? Or perhaps you like to be called Contessa? I would like to begin in my defense as to why do you think I'm so dark, intimidating and now a brownnoser?"
Without directly looking at him she gave a sharp reply. "I don't have a slightest clue to what you're chattering about? Why do I want to have a conversation with someone who is pestering me?"
"Oh my such harsh criticism Contessa! Since you're new here I'll let that one slip and besides I was just only asking you a honest question?" replied the dark butler in his smooth silky voice with arousal of hurt.
Annoyed, she didn't immediately answer him. But somehow the tone in his smooth voice sounded hurt by her comments got to her.
In remorse she hung her head down in apology, sighing to herself she gently placed her check list down onto the counter and slowly turned around to face him.
Contessa lowered her gaze so he couldn't see how sorry she had hurt him. "Mister Dark… sorry…I mean….Se-Sebastian…I. I'm-" Before she could continue her thought, she noticed that his arms were wrapped around her petite curvy hips.
Since she was slightly short than the butler, he pulled her closely up to his warm chest. Sebastian's fragrance smelled very attractive like an earthy warmth with a hit of a cool spiced of vanilla.
Contessa almost melted into him- slightly blushing by the fact that she of all people falling for her co-worker by his warm delectable scent. But immediately realized this was getting to intimate too quickly for her liking.
"Unhand me you pervert! M-must you be so-so close to me!" Flared her doey eyes full of rage, she motioned her arms to push him away. "I…I can't talk to you with THAT a bit of space… are you trying to suffocate me with your damn body?"
Chuckling at her discomfort to himself while still in mid-embrace, he simply replies and softly whispering into her ear. "I'm sorry… I wasn't aware that I am. Contessa." Bringing a devilish grin to his lips.
Sensing that he was completely toying with her. Contessa had to come to terms to immediately end this. She wasn't going to let him get his twisted kicks by enjoying this spectacle of an perverted conversation.
"Tch, Damn you...you lecherous uncouth man!" she declared angrily as she pointed her umber index finger straight at his black raven tresses and corporeal face.
"Do you always look like that when talking to a lady? Now I understand why that poor girl…Maylene is always a clumsy oaf when you're near! Tch! Making her blush on purpose! Humph…. How unsightly!" she angrily accused him.
Sebastian's small POV
Watching her deep ambrose doey orbs glare at him with displeasure. His raven-colored eyebrow twitch in excitement as he continued to toy with her emotions.
He couldn't help but to feel utter fascination with this female human before him. His seemingly cold ruby-red orbs now emitted a dark fiery playful presence behind them.
The more she scuffled her protest towards him, the more He wanted of this 'mental sideshow' she was throwing at him. This is the most amusement he'd ever received in months was gratefully served.
However, lately his young master has gotten a little bland around the edges and was kind of boring him. Moreover, with this female human around to 'entertain' him at his disposal he'd wouldn't have nothing to worry about.
(Hey! What do you expect a demon to do out of his mundane existence?" Nothing? I think not!")
End of POV
"Ah, now I'm a lecherous and uncouth man? My…My your charmingly funny tonight…Miss Contessa Charles.'' However, Why do still keep dancing around my previous question.'' He said as he placed his gloved hand against her umber soft cheeks. She swats his hand away still upset at the situation. Did she really want to answer his question as to why she was afraid of him?
Contessa thought about answering him, but changed her mind…Why should I? It's not as if he actually cares.
She furrowed her brows as she glared into his cool ruby-red eyes, "Well if your so curious to know my answer…here…it…it…IS! She playfully stuck out her tongue out at him; then abruptly turned her head away from seeing his reaction.
Sebastian had no words as to what happened, how was he supposed to respond to something so juvenile. He lowered his head in bewilderment, he was being serious with her…well at first…but now this was becoming too ridiculous for him. No matter he'll get it out her one way or another…..
It was five minutes passed midnight as they stood there in their close-contact stare-down, After displaying that juvenile incident earlier.
She gotten serious with him again, this time she had to either answer his question or to end this charade because he wasn't giving up the fight.
"Alright you…" she said as she grabbed hold on to his vest; then tippy-toed up his ear and whispered.
"What do you want of me…? Your keeping me cornered against this counter you must want me to reveal something to you, Am I not correct?" she implied.
Sebastian didn't immediately answer her, but instead his attention was elsewhere. He sensed someone was still outside the kitchen window watching the both of them.
He abruptly turned to the young twenty year old woman that stood in front of him and said….
"I'm sorry Miss Charles, but it seems that our Midnight Romp must be postponed for another night. And by the way... Your skin smells and taste beautifully sweet tonight." And with that Sebastian left her standing alone in the kitchen.
Her docile doey brown eyes widen in shock to his parting words as it still echoed in her mind. 'Your skin smells and taste beautifully sweet tonight'
"Did he really just say that to me? N-no way that can't be? Or was he just toying with me again? And when did he...he...do that to...me?"
Shaking her head as she tried to recall their whole conversation before he left her alone in the kitchen, but it was no use.
The mere thought of him actual 'tasting'...anything made her feel a bit weak in the knees, but then she quickly shook her head to snap out of it follow by the realization of utter annoyance.
"H-hey! Wait you...I'm not done talking to you dammit!" Yelled Contessa after him towards the kitchen door only to witness the corridor empty and silent.
A/N: Well that was an interesting conversation between Sebastian (a.k.a Mister dark butler) and Contessa Rofl. Contessa's personality is a bit strange don't you think, you might be thinking that she has something to hide...maybe..I don't know you'll have to wait for the next chapter. Oh, and excuse the historical inaccuracies in this story they didn't have light switches yet until the later half of the 19th century (I think :P)
And how about the story she sung to wittle Ciel... haha I said wittle (Btw that sea nymph story was made up by me as you can tell). He is just to adorable, even when he's been aloof. Well If you liked the story please Read and Review so I'll know how you feel about the story
Updated: 7/22/2012