*Black Weapons*

Here is Chapter two! Hope you guys like!

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Song: Still Doll English Cover by Jayn

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Chapter 2: The Butler and His Master, What Secret Are They Hiding?

Phantomhive Manor, England

"Sebastian!" Ciel Phantomhive called for his butler.

"Yes, Master?" the demon asked, appearing in the doorway to Ciel's study.

"Have you finished the preparations for my guests yet?" the young Lord Phantomhive asked.

"Yes, Master; Madame Red, Princess Anya, and Lord Kid's rooms are ready, as well as adjacent rooms for their servants," Sebastian said, bowing his head.

"And the plans for tomorrow night's ball?" Ciel asked, resting his head on his hands.

"Almost complete, thanks to Lady Elizabeth," Sebastian's lips quirked up into a smile.

"Of course they are," Ciel sighed, hanging his head. Hopefully his betrothed didn't go too crazy with her decorative nature. Noise from outside drew Sebastian's attention away from Ciel and towards the window.

"Ah, it would appear that Madame Red is here," he said, looking down at the courtyard where a horse and carriage was. The bright red hair of Ciel's aunt gave away just who it was that had arrived.

Sebastian watched as her own butler, Grell, stepped out of the carriage behind her and Sebastian narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't like the man, but he was, of course, never going to let anyone know that.

"Well, go make sure she gets settled," Ciel said, looking down at the book that was open on his desk. "Oh, and Sebastian." he looked up right as his butler reached the door.

"Yes?" Sebastian asked, turning his head slightly.

"Don't let Grell touch anything," Ciel said, returning to his book again.

"Of course not, Master," Sebastian said with a smirk. He made his way down to the front hall, stopping to straighten out a few crooked paintings. He cleared his throat lightly when he reached the top of the stairs and smiled graciously when Madame Red and Grell looked up. Before he spoke he had to resist laughing at Grell, the man was trying and failing to keep his Lady's bags from tumbling to the floor. "Madame Red, my Lord Phantomhive welcomes you to his home and wishes for me to escort you to your rooms and then to his study, where he wishes to have a game of chess." Sebastian half bowed and straightened up.

"Ah, thank you, Sebastian," Madame Red said, she snapped her fingers slightly. "Grell, come along, and will you stop that whimpering, please?" she sighed in exasperation. "Honestly..." she muttered.

"Yes, of course, my lady," Grell said quietly. He straightened up a bit and together, mistress and butler, followed Sebastian to the rooms set aside for Madame Red.

"Master Ciel is in his study, should you choose to visit with him before the other guests arrive, my lady," Sebastian said from his spot by the door. Madame Red walked over to the window and looked down into the garden, where Finny and Bard were chasing each other. She scoffed slightly and turned away to address her nephew's butler.

"Yes, I do believe I shall do that," she said nodding slightly. "Thank you Sebastian, but Grell can handle things from here. I will send him to assist you when he is done." Sebastian bowed and let his hair fall into his face to hide his sour expression. When he straightened, a smile graced his face.

"Yes Madame Red," he said before bowing again and retreating down to the dining room. He arrived in time to straighten MeyRin out as she fell back from a chair. "Perhaps, one fall a day would suffice?" He said smirking.

"Ye-yes, Sebastian," the timid maid stuttered, her face red.

"No broken plates this time either," Sebastian added as he worked his way around the room, making sure everything was in place for his master's dinner guests. Satisfied that MeyRin had things under control he entered the kitchen, where Bard was nowhere to be found. He shook his head and set about finishing dinner. He'd been working for only about an hour when a loud crash from the dinning room drew his attention once again. He sighed and poked his head through the door and was greeted by the sight of Grell and MeyRin in a tangle on the floor, surrounded by broken vases.

"Sebastian!" MeyRin exclaimed when she caught sight of him. "I'm terribly sorry sir, but Grell insisted on helping and..." she trailed off and looked down.

"No worries," Sebastian said grabbing a broom. He walked over to the two, Grell now standing.

"I'm so sorry! I'm a sad excuse for a butler! I should kill myself now!" Grell cried running over to the open windows.

"Please do so quietly," Sebastian said turning his back on the man MeyRin did the same and assisted Sebastian in cleaning up.

"How cruel," Grell whined climbing back inside. The sound of horses hooves and carriage wheels drew his attention back to the windows however. "Oh! More guests!" He exclaimed happily. "I shall go greet them in my lady's name!" Grell turned and ran off before Sebastian could even utter the word no.

"MeyRin, if I could bother you to clean this up?" Sebastian asked, handing her the broom.

"Yes Sebastian," she said taking it. Sebastian nodded and hurried outside to where two carriages had pulled up. The door to the firts one opened, and a boy with messy white hair, red eyes, and shark teeth almost like Grell's own, stepped down. His hands resided in his pockets and he eyed everything suspiciously. Grell himself had skipped over to the second carriage and was busy helping down a girl who looked to be about Ciel's own age down from it. She had blonde hair that was done up in pigtails, and bright green eyes. Grell was so excited to be helping someone that he yanked the girl down the steps so hard she started to fall.

"Hey," the boy with white hair growled. He moved quickly, shoving Grell out of the way and caught the girl befire she could hit the ground. "Back off," he snapped at Grell, his eyes narrowed. Sebastian took the time to step forward and clear his throat.

"Do excuse Grell," he said loudly, taking pity on the man. "He can't help but mess up." He wore a wicked smirk. He viewed the rest of the party, who had made their way out of the carriages, an older boy with messy black hair and glasses stood next to another boy with strange golden eyes. And with the girls, a tall woman with impossibly long hair stood next to a younger girl who again looked to be Ciel's age, this woman was obviously the princess. Her attitude would have given it away if her tiara and dress had not. "Please, allow me to welcome you to Phantomhive Manor." He bowed slightly.

"Thank you," the boy with golden eyes said politely. "I am Kid, this is my butler Akane," he gestured at the man with glasses, who bowed when his name was mentioned. "And my bodyguard Soul," he nodded at the white haired boy, who had set the blonde girl upright and walked back over to them. He simply nodded and returned his hands to his pockets.

"Sebastian what is all this racket," Ciel's voice made Sebastian turn around. Ciel and his aunt were standing in the doorway.

"Ah, it would seem Grell got overexcited again," Sebastian said. Grell whimpered and climbed up a tree with a noose made from rope.

"I'm such a horrible person! I should just kill myself now," he said slipping the rope over his neck. Kid cocked his head and studied the man's soul and noticed Maka and Akane doing the same. It would appear that this was the man they would be watching. Kid himself was able to recognize the soul of a lower reaper. He made a mental note to point it out to Maka and Akane later.

"Just ignore him," Ciel said walking forward. "He's terrible at dying." He looked over the small crowd of people in front of him. "I'm Ciel Phantomhive. Pleasure to meet you all. And thank you for coming." Kid stepped forward again and extended his hand.

"I am Lord Kid," he said. "And may I present Princess Anya Hepburn." He extended his arm to the young meister. Aanya took it without hesitation. Part of their disguise here.

"It is a pleasure and an honor to have a princess in the Phantomhive manor," Ciel said bowing.

"It is a pleasure to be here Lord Phantomhive," Anya said politely.

"Please, allow Sebastian to show you and your servants to your rooms," Ciel said as he straightened up. "And once you're settled in we can have dinner and tea."

"That sounds lovely," Anya said. "Maka, Tsubaki, you can let Soul and Akane get our things. And perhaps, you, um, Grell was it? Can join in to atone for nearly pulling my maid to the ground." She said pushing her hair back off her shoulder.

"Of course Princess," Madame Red said stepping forward. "I do promise nothing shall happen like this again either." She narrowed her eyes at Grell, who grinned sheepishly. "Right Grell?" She snapped.

"Of course not my lady," Grell said enthusiastically. He stepped forward to take bags from Maka, and avoided her glare, and avoided the boy with the golden eyes. He wasn't stupid, and recognized the Greater Reaper right away. It would seem that he and Madame Red's time was almost up. Sebastian led the group to the rooms set aside for them and left them to get settled, nearly dragging Grell with him.

"I think it would be best if you stayed away from them," Sebastian said as Grell allowed himself to be drug off. "Lest you accidentally kill one of the young ladies." He shot a sideways look at the brunette butler behind him.

"The only person I'm capable of killing is myself," Grell insisted.

"Even then you don't do a good job," Finny said as he walked past the two of them.

"Oh you people are horrible!" Grell cried shaking his head. Sebastian sighed and let go of the other butler's collar.

"Look at the time, I should go and help with dinner preparations," he said walking off.

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Kid waited until everyone had gathered in his room before announcing anything. He sat on his bed cross legged, symmetrically of course, with Maka and Soul.

"The one who tried to kill himself, and Maka apparently," Kid said narrowing his eyes. "That would be the lesser reaper. Grell Sutcliff."

"I knew his soul was weird," Maka muttered.

"What about the Earl's butler," Akane said. "I noticed his soul was strange as well, and it would seem that the Earl himself has a slightly skewed soul."

"I don't know," Kid admitted. "I don't think my father knows anything about it, or he would have warned us." 'Hopefully,' Kid added silently. "Just keep an eye on them for now and we'll deal with it if it becomes a problem." He stiffened when a knock sounded on the door. "Yes?" He asked.

"Dinner is ready to be served if you and the princess would allow me to escort you down," Sebastian said sticking his head in the door. His red eyes swept the room, taking in the small group. Maka pushed herself off the bed and smoothed the skirts of her new uniform and went to stand next to Tsubaki, who was standing behind the chair that Anya was sitting in. Sebastian then moved his eyes to the males in the room. Akane had his own eyes narrowed at the butler and was trying to read his soul. Soul was leaning on the wall next to the window, casting frequent glances over his shoulder towards the others in the group. As a group they looked exactly as they should.

'I suppose to those who were normal... they would seem normal and perfect, a group of dignitaries and their servants... But something... is off.' Sebastian thought. Subtle things, Soul's pointy teeth and always ready for a fight expression. Maka's toned arms and legs, not from working as a maid her entire life surely. Tsubaki's guarded expression, the way she made no noise when she walked. Akane's tight eyes, and stiffened body when he had entered the room. The way Anya had straightened up when he entered, as if she had been slouching down before, though she was able to maintain a distinct level of boredom in her eyes. And then Kid. Sebastian didn't know where to start with the boy. He felt... Powerful, and his golden eyes threw him off.

"Ah yes, thank you Sebastian," Kid said walking over to Anya, offering her his arm. "Surely you have a place our servants can go and eat?" He asked.

"Of course, MeyRin will be along shortly to escort them," the demon butler said. "Follow me please." He escorted Kid and Anya out of the room, letting the door close shut on the strange teens left in the room. Maka let out a breath and tugged on her pigtails.

"I hate this uniform..." She said quietly. She looked at Tsubaki, who was dressed in all black, tight black pants and a tight black shirt. Pretty much what she had been wearing when she first met Black*Star. Tsubaki giggled at Maka's stare.

"Sorry Maka," the tall weapon said.

"Quit complaining," Soul muttered quietly as another knock fell on the door.

"Excuse me," MeyRin said opening the door. She blinked and looked apprehensively at the scene in front of her. Maka stood over Soul holding a book. The mentioned male was on the floor clutching his head.

"Now who's complaining?" Maka asked in a voice that sent chills down Soul's spine.

"No one, sorry..." he muttered.

"Good," Maka said sweetly, making the book disappear. She turned to MeyRin who was still just staring, or at least Maka thought she was staring. The glasses made it hard to tell. "Sorry about that. Did you need something?" She asked the other maid.

"What... oh... yes. Yes, I'm here to take you down to where Finny, Bard, Tanaka, and I eat," MeyRin said quietly.

"Thanks," Akane said smiling at the girl. MeyRin felt her face blush and she turned quickly, running into the door. "Are you alright?" He asked her.

"Yes!" MeyRin said pushing her glasses further up her nose. "I'm fine. Lets go then shall we?" The small group followed the red haired maid out the door and down the hall. They walked past the closed doors of the main dining room and Maka realized Soul wasn't beside her anymore.

"Soul?" She asked stopping and turning around. The albino teen was standing in front of the dining hall doors with a wicked smirk on his face. He turned to his meister and smiled even wider, behind her the others had stopped as well.

"Let's eavesdrop," he said. Akane had slid to his side almost immediately.

"It would be a shame to let this opportunity go," the black haired meister said.

"Guys I don't think we shou-" Tsubaki was cut off by a hand on her shoulder. She looked to the side to see a man with a cigarette in his mouth and she almost squeaked in fear, thinking Professor Stein had followed them. But she took a deep breath and sighed in relief when the man spoke in a heavy british accent.

"I like them, and they're right. Any chance to listen to the master's conversation is a chance to take. Right Finny?" The question was directed at a blonde teen standing next to Soul and Akane.

"Right Bard!" Finny said making a thumbs up. There was a few minutes of shuffling, but eventually all of the servants, those of the DWMA and those of Phantomhive manor, were planted in front of the dining hall doors, ears to them.

"Shhh," SOul hissed when someone made some noise. Eventually everyone quieted and faint voices could be heard.

"England's underground?" This was Kid's voice.

"Yes, some refer to me as the Queen's guard dog," Ciel's voice drifted to them next.

"Woof," Maka said in Soul's ear, he jumped, having been unaware that she was next to him. She grinned and put her ear back to the door. Soul stood there for another moment before doing the same.

"Right now a criminal by the name of Jack the Ripper is haunting England," Ciel's voice came again.

"Jack the Ripper?" Maka and Souls said looking at each other.

"But I thought that Maka and I-" Maka smacked him in the head with her book again, glaring at him. "Right... nevermind." The boy groaned. Her and her damn book. The Phantomhive servants looked at them strangely and they all went back to listening. It was then that a thought went through Tsubaki's mind.

"Where's Grell?" She whispered in Akane's ear. The black haired meister frowned and shrugged. He relayed the question to Maka and Soul who both shrugged as well.

"Grell?" MeyRin asked, overhearing Soul. "That's a good question actually. Hopefully he isn't trying to do something good... He can't fix anything. Or do anything right. Not even sure how he became a butler..." The woman said.

"Oh-ho! What are we all doing here?" Grell's voice said from behind them. There was a loud thump and a whispered 'sorry' as Finny shoved Soul into the door. Everyone froze, but sighed when no one from inside the dining room seemed to hear. Bard filled Grell in on their listening and they settled back into their spots. Silence... They didn't hear anything. Until they heard a small click.

"What was-" Maka's question was cut short when she felt herself falling forward as the doors were yanked open. The group of maids, butlers, and bodyguards groaned. Maka shoved Grell and Finny off of her and sat up, taking a deep breath. "I couldn't breath you idiot," she snapped at Finny.

"Oh trust me, that is the least of our worries," Bard said quietly, rubbing his head where Grell had landed back on him when Maka had shoved the butler. He nodded at something behind her and instead of turning around Maka hung her head back. She squeaked when she realized they were all being stared at and everyone froze for a moment before shooting up.

"We're very sorry," Everyone chorused.

"Please forgive us young master," the phantomhive servants begged. Ciel rested his head on his hand and gazed at the group with his uncovered eye.

"Well well," he said. "What on earth did you think you guys were doing?" He asked them all sharply.

"It was Soul's idea," Maka, Tsubaki, and Akane said point at the ruffled looking albino.

"Thanks so much," Soul muttered, glaring at Maka from the corner of his eyes. "Traitor," he hissed at Akane, who shrugged and smiled.

"Somehow that doesn't surprise me," Kid said with a sigh. In his mind he was cursing them all. How stupid... He had hoped that none of the childish antics that they were known for would carry over here... A vain hope it would seem. "What did surprise me is that Maka and Tsubaki were participants."

"Why should tha... Ah yes." Anya said coughing slightly. "I thought you two had been taught better. Ladies don't eavesdrop on people. Especially those who are superior to them." She wore a face full of fake disappointment, and tried to keep the apprehension of having to scold her seniors out of her voice.

"Grell..." Madame Red narrowed her eyes at her butler.

"I'm so sorry my lady!" Grell cried crawling over to her on his knees. "Please forgive me, I don't deserve to live unless you do!"

"Not in the house," Ciel said, as if giving him a reminder. Grell sobbed and Madame Red scoffed. She pushed her chair back.

"I'm going to retire," She said standing up. "Come Grell." She shoved past Maka and Tsubaki, literally, Maka glared at the retreating woman as Grell hurried to follow his mistress. Maka turned her gaze to the ground and caught the edge of Grell's coat in her sight. Was that... blood? She opened her mouth to say something, but a hand in hers stopped her. Soul had come to stand by her and he shook his head.

"Perhaps we should retire as well," Kid said standing. "Maka, Tsubaki, please escort Princess Anya back to her room," He looked at Ciel. "If that is okay with you." He said.

"Of course," Ciel said surveying them all. This little group just kept getting more interesting as time went on.

"Yes of course Lord Kid," Tsubaki said bowing slightly. Maka moved to stand next to Anya as she left the room. Wwhen they passed Grell and Madame Red, the scythe meister glared at the strange butler.

"I don't like him at all," Anya whispered as they exited the room.

"Neither do I..." Maka said. "Did you guys notice the blood on his coat?" Tsubaki and Aanya both shook their heads and Maka sighed. Maybe she had imagined things. Anya stopped in front of her room.

"I'll see you guys in the morning, I'm gonna try and write a letter to Tsugumi and Meme," the blonde Princess turned meister said, smiling slightly at the thought of her partners.

"Goodnight Anya," Tsubaki and Maka chorused as they entered the room next to hers. The two older girls got ready for bed in silence and Maka sighed happily as she slid into bed. Just as she was drifting off she remembered that she had forgotten to call Lord Death and hoped that Kid would remember.

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"We'll have to be more careful with those kids around," Grell said as Madame Red paced the floor in front of her bed.

"They're just kids," she snapped.

"Not just kids..." Grell said tapping his chin, he grinned, his sharp teeth showing. "The one with golden eyes is the son of the Grim Reaper."

"I thought you were a reaper?" Madame Red said halting her pacing.

"I am but a lower class reaper," Grell said shrugging. "That kid, that boy... he will inherit the spot of the reaper. The head honcho." He paused and looked at Madame Red, his eyes narrowed. "That means what we've been doing has been noticed and we don't have long before they catch us. And it means..." Grell took a breath and grinned wide, a slightly manic look in his eyes and started laughing. "Those kids are from the DWMA."

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Whoo... thank goodness. I finally finished it. Sorry that it took so long. Also, happy late New Years. A BIG thanks to my Beta Cats Are My World for getting this and going over it as quickly as she did. Thank you to all of my reviewers and please stay along with me for this ride.

Again, I apologize that it took so long. Expect an update around Valentine's day. SwampCon is that weekend and I will have a high muse for just about anything XD. As always, any questions, concerns, or comments should be sent in a PM or leave a review.

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