A Fuc*** Dammed Mistake
I swear I do not own Kuroshitsuji´s Characters.
Chapter 2: The contract, don't forget to read the small letters
My head was killing me, the cold and emptiness was all over my body, my bones were hurting me and I was surrounded by darkness. The world was spinning and everything was trembling. Even if I would like to, I wouldn't make any sense of where I was standing. Round me was that voice, oh yes. That mysterious, deep, and melodic voice. A voice full of elegance, lust and forbidden hope, so soft and charming, so tempting.
"So, do you accept the contract with everything that implies My Lady?"
"I already said yes. Do you understand when I´m talking?" and right there the darkness was full and complete, and what was that? Feathers? Black feathers were floating around me, wrapping me, black soft feathers filling that dreamy black space.
The alarm clock was sounding awfully, extremely high and awfully. I stretched my arm to turn it off, but it suddenly stopped, I was sure I didn´t reach it in my poor attempt. I left my left arm stretch there and breathed heavily trying to focus in the reality around me, with a lingering felling left in my chest after a night sleep without dreams and the sound of steps filling the room. At first, I thought that my mother was at home. It was a few years now, that I live on my own, but it wasn´t strange that if she was passing through the neighborhood she would pay me a visit. But realizations come in strange ways: those weren't my mother steps. I didn't recognize them and a cold fear ran through my spine. I suddenly sat on my bed and open my eyes, and there he was. A slender shape clad in black was moving around the room, no, not moving, almost dancing in the room: a tall, skinny man carrying a tray with a teapot, a cup and something like different kind of food on it, with his free hand opening the curtains and smiling. My mouth drop open, and I'm sure I tried to scream but somehow that was an impossible task. And then he turned to face me, his eyes straight into mines, with that freaking eternal smile.
"Miss, please, close your mouth, you wouldn't want flies in there, wouldn't you?" And I did as I was told, full of shame and trying to understand the whole situation, trying to find my lost voice and words, and suddenly they appear.
"Who… Who are you? What are you doing in my room? How did you break into my house? What have you done? What are you going to do with me?" so many questions, so many doubts, so many things that were absolutely wrong, and there I was, unable to move, run, or call the police. He didn't flinch a bit with my inquiries; on the contrary, he kept doing what he was doing: he was serving tea, slicing fruit and coming to me with such a mastery that was unbelievable.
"My lady, here is your tea. For today I thought to prepare linden tea, it will help you calm your nerves, and for eating, French toast with scramble eggs, bacon and fresh fruits" he said solemnly and proudly looking at me.
"I don´t… I don´t drink tea" What the hell was going on with me? I should have think run Sheena run, but that was surprisingly out of the question, and I was there saying no stranger man, I don't have tea, thanks anyway.
"Tell me once and for all who are you" I asked again, more tired than scared.
"Don´t you drink tea? In this days, you people don't drink tea anymore?" the questions came out more to himself than for me and somehow he looked annoyed and disappointed.
"I rather prefer coffee. Many people does" I said and when I was ready to keep on pushing with my question, he left the room in a flash and turned back with a cup of fresh, hot and strong coffee in hands.
"Now my lady, I really think you should eat something. You lost too much weight and you look starving" and something caught my attention: at the same time he said the word starving, he licked his lower lip. I stood still right there, frozen. It was subtle, almost as if it didn´t exist, but I know what I saw, I think. I was losing my mind, but I let go the strange sensation, and I eyed suspiciously the cup and the food. It was true, I was hungry as I've never been in month and the coffee smell was wonderful, but what if it was poisoned?
"It´s not poison miss, such a waste if it were…" the words were hanging in the air, and he seemed to be reading my mind, and so I gave up. It was exquisite, the hot beverage, the food, the fruits, everything, I lustfully ate and he lustfully watched me doing it. After I finished the best breakfast ever, I decided that was enough, he would answer me sooner or later.
"Now…"I started talking again trying to sound calm and patient "who are you? I need an answer".
"I´m your butler" and he bowed.
"My what?" I almost screamed, but regaining my control again I continued "I don't have a butler, I never did. Did my mother hire you? Where is she? Is she downstairs? I´m so going to kill her" finally words out of my mouth running like a waterfall.
"Your mother has nothing to do with it. She is not here, and by the way she is travelling. Holidays I think she said" he answered calmly ready to go on "I´m your butler since the moment you invoked me".
"That I did what?" fear, confusion, anger, anxiety, floating through my body
"Oh yes, my lady" and he smiled. What was with that man? Couldn't he just stop smiling?
And suddenly there it was, my back was burning, fire coming from my body running through my spine. The ache and the heat were unbearable and I almost crumble from the bed to the floor but the arms of the so call butler caught me in the middle, putting me in front of a mirror. I turned my face to look at my back and there it was: a strange mark like a tattoo on my left shoulder blade. It was a black star surround it by a circle that made it look like a pentagram with strange writings glowing a feverish shape of purple, I was so scared, trembling
"What the hell…" I said between tears as the pain was almost killing me
"Oh yes my lady, you´ll see…" the butler start saying while he removed his left glove with his teeth "I´m not a common butler, I´m just one hell of one" his nails were black, and he had the infamous mark too, but he wasn´t in pain. He was enjoying this. His eyes where purple, where did that lovely shade of crimson brown go? And suddenly as it came it gone. The black butler walked me to my bed once again and I sat there looking to the floor, and like in a weird acceptance I spoke again.
"Tell me. What´s going on? What´s your name?" and I looked him into his eyes and they were normal again. God, I said normal.
"My my…" he sounded annoyed. "Seems I need to remind you everything" I pouted and he chuckled. His voice was impressive and his attitude strange. He was warm, self-controlled, kind, and polite, almost annoying. He spoke in the most perfect words and he seemed absolutely sure of himself. Quickly he resume the whole story, the way that I invoked him and I couldn´t believe myself. I, a catholic girl selling her soul to a demon just for the exchange of happiness. What kind of happiness was that if I have to give up my life and soul in the hands of the devil? I tried to argue and protest but it was useless. Once the contract is accepted, no matter how ridiculous the task was, is unbreakable. No turning back, no regrets, till the very end. Me and the demon, till death do as apart. The image of Matt crossed my mind, that bastard ruin my life once again, Oh, how much I hate him then, even if somehow he was the love of my life. I shook violently and finally I started to accept the facts. The demon was carefully watching me, full of expectations, his eyes where there piercing through my head charming me as I´ve never thought.
"What´s your name demon?" he looked happy with my question, as expecting it.
"That depends on you my lady"
"You don´t have a name? This was going nowhere.
"You are my master, miss, you have to name me".
"Uhh… let me think…" I couldn´t come up with a name, besides, what kind of name you give to a demon? "Did you have any other name before? Other masters? Are you new in the business?" He laughed, for real this time, a true laugh.
"No. I´m not new in the business as you like to call it. Yes, I did have a master before… The last one…" and sad shadow crossed his fair face; it was quick, and then again the smile. "The last one called me Sebastian Michaelis"
"Sebastian… Sebastian Michaelis…" I said to myself. I frown and then looked at his face. "I´m not going to overthink this. Your name will still be Sebastian, it´s exactly the same if at last you are only going to eat my soul" I thought I sounded so cold, so in control, but of course, I didn´t and he knew it. He winked and vowed.
"Yes my lady"
He offered me some more coffee and I said yes. I couldn't stop looking at him. He was graceful, elegant, and soft, he looked like a skill dancer. I repeated his name a few more times just for myself, his name was perfect. Just like him. That old master really knew what he was doing.
"Well Sebastian…" I started after a second cup of coffee and somehow a Little bit more relaxed. "How does the contract work?"
"Finally, it was about time you ask miss. You asked to forget your old love and be happy again. I must obey and fulfill all your orders and wishes. I am obliged to reach your expectations and satisfied your desires, once solved, I will be able to take your soul" his face changed, now it was somber, a sinister smile replaced the polite one, his teeth were almost like fangs and all of his expressions were showing hanger and lust. Was this one the real face of the demon? I was scared and he noted it. He changed again and he continued talking in a much more light tone. "I have to admit that at first I thought your request was rather unique. Quite different for the rest petitions I used to attend, but it isn´t less interesting right? I find it tempting and difficult to resist, and even if maybe it turns out a bit hard to fulfill, it´s going to be much more fun, isn't it? He was enjoying this, dammed demon.
I gulped. There was no way I was going to answer that, so I changed slightly the topic "So Sebastian? Why a butler? Are you going to work for me? Am I going to see you around here all the time? Do you have your own home?"
"Miss, I´m going to be your Butler, I will work for you and I´m going to be around all the time. I´m going to be your faithful servant always by your side, till the very end. You only have to order me whatever you want and I will grant it you everything" He said solemnly, he was such a Shakespearean guy.
"¿Whatever I want?"
"Whatever you want" he looked anxious, enough talking for him he was so ready for this, and I was so not. He was going to be my doomed but maybe just maybe he was my salvation.
"Well miss… which one is your first order?"
"Uhmmm… Sebastian… I order you…"
