Chapter 2 :
"Hello there, person who's reading the last chapter, I forgot to tell you something. Alexander, tell them."
Alexander : "xEvanescent does not own Black Butler/Kuroshitsuji."
"Sadly, he's right. V.V"
(Heh, forgive me for the weird intro. Here's chapter 2!)
Alexander tilted his head. "What are you saying, Milady?" Charlotte clenched her teeth. "Don't act innocent when you're with me, Alexander." She smirked. "We both know you're not." Alexander chuckled. "Tell me what you know about those bite marks." Charlotte placed her elbows on her desk, resting her head on her folded hands. Alexander smiled. "As you wish, Milady." Alexander turned around, his back now facing Charlotte. "Those bite marks were really suspicious, so I went to Undertaker's place. Guess who I found there, Milady?" Charlotte frowned. "Uhh..The Undertaker?", she guessed, smirking. "Yes. And Ciel Phantomhive." Charlotte leaned back in her chair. "Ciel Phantomhive? That's interesting. Was his butler with him again?" Alexander nodded. "Of course he was, Milady."
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Charlotte glanced at the door. "Come in." Ophelia timidly opened the door and walked in. "What is it, Ophelia?" Ophelia stared at her feet. "L-Lunch is ready, Milady." Charlotte raised an eyebrow at Alexander. "Alexander smiled. "Since I we were going for a walk, I asked Emily and Ophelia to prepare lunch, Milady." Charlotte nodded and stood up. "Very well." Ophelia looked up and smiled at Charlotte. "Follow me, Milady."
Charlotte leant back in her chair. She just finished her lunch. It was surprisingly delicious. She didn't know her maids could cook like that. Alexander picked up her plate and turned around, heading for the kitchen. "Alexander, when you're ready, come to my room," Charlotte said as she stood up. Alexander turned his head to look at her and frowned. "Should I come dressed or undressed, Milady?" Charlotte blushed, glaring at her butler. "You idiot, dressed, of course! And if you want to undress that badly, do it when we finished talking." Alexander grinned. "Yes, Milady." He walked out the dining room. Charlotte sighed and rubbed her forehead. Damn that butler, always annoying me.. She fixed her dress and took a deep breath, also walking out the dining room.
As she walked down the hallway, to her room, Charlotte took a moment to look at the paintings on the walls beside her. She smiled at the painting of her and her parents. She had asked Alexander to put that painting up right next to her room. She sighed happily, thinking of the time when her parents were still alive. Two strong hands on her shoulders made her jump. "That painting, Milady?" Charlotte turned around and glared at him. "Yes, that painting. I just happen to like it." She brushed his hands off her shoulders and walked into her room, Alexander following her.
Charlotte sat down on her bed, still glaring at Alexander. Alexander bowed. "You wished to see me, Milady?" Charlotte nodded. "What do you think I should wear to the ball tomorrow, Alexander?" Alexander looked up at the young girl. "Well, Personally, I think a pink dress with lots of ribbons and frills would look perfect on you, Milady", Alexander said, grinning. Charlotte just glared at him. "Really, Alexander? Well, then I suppose you would love to wear a matching pink suit." Alexander's smiled widely. "Of course, Milady!" Charlotte jumped up, flailing her arms. "Alexander, you idiot! Can't you be serious for once?!" Alexander's smile disappeared. "Do you want me to be serious, Milady?" Charlotte sighed. "Just answer my question." Alexander nodded. "Very well. I think dark green or black would look good on you. Or perhaps midnight blue." Charlotte fell back in her bed. "Alexander, make me a dress." Alexander tilted his head. "Do you really want me to do that, Milady?" "Of course I do, I wouldn't ask you to if I didn't." Alexander turned around, heading for the door. "Very well, Miss." He slowly opened the door and Charlotte quickly sat up. "Yes, Milady?" Charlotte frowned. He can even hear that? , she thought. "No, it's nothing. You are dismissed."
(~Timeee Skip~)
Charlotte had been in her room the entire time, studying, of course. She yawned and closed the last book she was reading. "French sure is getting hard these days." "You should watch out, Milady. You're already losing your British accent." Charlotte rolled her eyes. "Alexander, what did I tell you about walking into my room without knocking?" Alexander cleared his throat. "Don't walk into my room like that, you scared meeee!", he said with a high-pitched voice, flailing his arms. Charlotte tried to put on a serious face, but started laughing anyways. She dropped her book and grinned at Alexander with tears in her eyes. "I-idiot.."
Alexander sighed and picked up Charlotte's book. "You shouldn't be serious all the time, Charlotte." Charlotte glared at him. "A-alexander! I told you not to use my real name!" Alexander kneeled next to the bed, grabbing Charlotte's hand. "I'm sorry, Milady", he said, kissing her hand. "And please forgive me for all my sins, Holy Charlotte." Charlotte pulled her hand away before he could kiss it another time. "How many times have I told you to stop joking around already?!" Alexander stood up and petted Charlotte. "Only a hundred times."