AUthors Note: Standard Disclaimer applies. This story isn't mine and I don't think I could ever make it, even if i tried. Now this is just my take on what i felt when i watched the first episode of Kuroshitsuji anime season 2. Somehow, its amusing to think of an incensed Sebastian after being subjected to the Trancey household. Please enjoy.
IMPERTINENCE
SEBASTIAN
No…I couldn't let such filthy peasant touch my young master. Who does he think he is to covet someone who is so far above him? Foolish young urchin—to yearn so much for one who lives beyond his world—it would've been more apt had I broken every bone in his body for such impudence. To cry out and lay claim on my master—such arrogance cannot-should not be borne. At least not for very long.
Yet he is too foolish to know his crime. Does he think I will allow him to speak my young master's name? Never… Not with his uncouth lips that deigned to speak his name again and again…Had I been not so pressed for time I would have exacted a more fitting punishment for such vulgarity. I would have ripped his tongue out and fed it to him had I been so inclined. Truthfully I was inclined, especially since he had the audacity to step so close to me and give me an indelicate sniff. Pathetic beast concealed under the mien of human kind.
He was lucky that my mind was on other matters and my master had urgent need for me. Had it not been for that singular possession I needed to secure from his cellar, I would never have entered his domicile. Did he really believe that his name…the paltry Trancey name, would be enough of a merit to allow him such privilege? Such foolishness and impertinence shouldn't be tolerated under any condition. I shall exact a suitable retribution when the matter with my master is settled. For now, the young Alois Trancey should enjoy his stay of execution, along with that of his nearly incompetent, tasteless butler. All those gilded surfaces nearly made me gag-really, someone could've taught them better.
No mortal save one should utter my young master's name with such impunity. And since such creature no longer exist…then there is no one left with that blessing—that singular gift. I alone stand guard against my master's honor while he is indisposed…I alone will be judge and jury to those that dare cross the border that separates the filth of human kind and the precious charge that I am tasked with.
For now, I have accomplished one goal. I have retrieved my young master's possession. I must ensure that he has not suffered unduly due to my sudden flight from the Trancey household. I touch him with the utmost care…ensuring that even his favored sterling rose would not have so much as a bruised petal. My young master must be impeccably turned out at all times. I will not allow him to appear in public like a common child. Not unlike that rustic that tries to disguise him commoner roots with silks. My master's birthright shines from every pore. Even in slumber he exudes more grace than could be managed by that young tawdry whelp.
I slip his ring home where it belongs. The Phantomhive ring that could only be worn by its rightful heir and master. I watch as the fading sun illuminates it once more. That inimitable shade of blue that could knows only one rival here on earth…That shade of blue that pales in comparison to the mesmerizing glow that dwells in my master's eyes. Those forsaken eyes that would tempt hell to take on heaven itself.
Soon he will once again command me. Soon, I will be bathed once more in his luminescence…his brilliance that outshines the brightest star…soon…I will have my master back where he belongs. Soon…I will be completed…with him alone…soon I will rise once more and we would paint the world darker than it has ever been before.