Well, here is chapter two, as promised. As previously stated in chapter one, I own nothing except Katherine.

Once again, I got some, if not a lot, of inspiration from a FF writer named weezerz2490 and her story "That Butler, New Face". I read through this chapter and did not find anything that was from her story in any way but if one does find something, I ask you to please tell me so I can give her the credit she deserves. Thank you, again.

Now, here we go...

The Devil and the Abhor - Chapter Two

A young maid donning red hair and rather large, thick spectacles entered the room that "Kat" was sleeping in. She was in a guest room, for now, at least until she healed. The maid tried to be as quiet as she could be, words from the strict demon butler echoing in her mind again and again, making her even more agitated.

=Flashback=

Sebastian had given the trio their work, instructing them to finish in a quick, but orderly, manner. He had come to see them as useless when it came to keeping the manor looking neat, as they always seemed to find a way to ruin his plans, which would force him to fix their mistakes on top of whatever he already had to do. Luckily he wasn't human. If he were, things would always be a disaster and nothing would ever get done.

"I have given you three your orders. Try and do them without destroying the manor yet again, will you? We have an important guest joining us for supper tonight and I'm planning on a dinner of perfection. Do I make myself clear? And to add-on, our guest that will be with us for at least a while longer will hopefully feel well enough to join us, as well. Do make her feel welcome."

=Flashback End=

Mei-Rin, who was grabbing any laundry that needed to be cleaned, shivered when she remembered the sound of Sebastian's voice—the dark tone he used did not match the grin he usually wore. She knew he was serious. She was going to do everything she was asked to do in a proper manner. She really did not wish to be scolded by him again.

She glanced over where the girl the young master had brought back. She looked much better than when she arrived. Mei-Rin got closer, looking the sleeping girl over. She was still covered with many bruises and bandages, which Sebastian had properly covered her exposed wounds with.

"Poor girl. I do hope she feels better after a nice sleep." Mei-Rin spotted the girl had bandages on her wrists, yet there was no blood that ever seemed to seep through. It puzzled her enough for her to want to check under the white wrapping. She just wanted to check to see if the wound had closed and was properly cleaned. No harm in that, right?

"Mei-Rin, you really should finish your chores before you begin to bother the guests."

Mei-Rin jumped upon hearing the butler's voice, her turning to face him, "I-I-I was just checking under her bandages, yes I was!"

Sebastian walked over to where the young girl slept, quickly glancing down at which bandages the maid had been messing around with. He noticed the only bandages that were loosened had been the ones he'd placed around her wrists. He knew Mei-Rin meant no harm but he had a feeling the girl would not appreciate someone messing with those certain bandages. He figured he'd politely tell her to leave the room, since she really did no harm.

"Mei-Rin, our guest will arrive in less than three hours and you have not even finished gathering the laundry for washing. Leave the girl to rest and return to your work, please." He gave a rather polite grin, though one could easily see the faint smug undertones creep through.

The young maid, who possessed feelings towards the handsome butler, went red in the face upon noticing the male's kind smile, her entering 'bashful mode' as she started stammering when she spoke, "Y-yes, sir! Everything will be so spotless they shall look like new, yes!"

In no time, the blushing maid had left the room, Sebastian looking at the sleeping girl, fixing the bandages on her wrists, "I might not understand humans but I doubt you'll want everyone to see what lies under these bandages. To think you'd go to the risk of harming yourself on purpose, for reasons only you'd understand. I can only imagine what you had to go through to earn those scars."

From the time he entered the manor with the blood-stained, unconscious girl, he washed her from head to toe, removing any sight of blood, and placing her in a proper nightgown, she never even uttered a sound as she slept. When he cleaned her wounds with the soap that was available at the time, as well as using some alcohol as a type of antiseptic, the girl once again barely uttered a sound. Either she was in a severe deep state of unconsciousness or this human female was just that tough. He had to admit, it intrigued him.

"It would do you go to wake up soon, Miss. You have been asleep for a good while and could no doubt use some type of nourishment. Also, it would be nice to tell the young master that you are finally awake and doing well."

The child hadn't seemed to be too interested in the girl by appearance but nearly every time the butler entered the room the boy had been inside, he always asked the same thing—how was the girl doing and was she awake yet?

It would be nice to give his master the answer the young human wanted to hear, as he was beginning to get annoyed with the same question being asked so often.

"Well, I shall be back to check on you shortly. Perhaps you'll be awake by then" The young male stood up, adjusting his clothes for a brief moment, turning towards the door, stopping when he felt a sudden tugging sensation on his tailcoat. He turned around, a smirk forming upon his lips, "I see you've awoken. My master will be pleased to know this."

The girl looked at him, her eyes shaking slightly, her abruptly releasing his coat as she backed into a cowering position, which needless to say surprised the male at least somewhat. At first he wondered why she was so frightened but after giving it a moment's thought it was a rather normal reaction, considering yesterday's events. He tried to approach her through gentle means. His master would be upset if Sebastian did nothing to try and calm her down.

"You're all right, I assure you. You are inside of the elite Phantomhive estate. My master rescued you from your captors yesterday. I originally came in here to check on your current state but now that you're awake, I figure you'd like at least a cup of hot tea, perhaps something to eat, as well?" Sebastian usually didn't speak in such a polite manner and when he did, there was always a hint of his usual smug attitude mixed in. He delivered kind words to this girl, without the smugness mixed in.

She was silent, staring at him still but her eyes were different now. The terrified look she possessed only moments ago had faded into something that said she had put up every guard she could. She looked at him with very cautious eyes that held an immense amount of an emotion that was similar to hostility.

So, this is where the saying 'If looks could kill…' comes from.

"You seem troubled, Miss. I trust everything is all right? I guarantee your safety while you stay here." He wanted a reason behind that hostile look. It definitely annoyed him to be looked at in such a manner as this when his master and he rescued this girl, but while it did irritate him deep down, it also amused him.

For this girl to give him, a demon, such a dark look, he couldn't help but be amused. Still, even if he was amused, he needed to calm her down.

She stared at him for a bit longer, finally speaking, though her words confused him, "Your voice…I heard it when I was…there."

When he did put two and two together, he couldn't help but give the girl a sly smirk.

So, she'd been alert enough to remember voices to the point of matching them with a person, eh? That interested him even further, "Yes, I was there, Miss. I accompany my Master everywhere. I wouldn't be fit to be called the family butler if I did not, now would I?"

Her look turned into a darker expression, giving a slight glare now, "What I heard was not the voice of a caring butler. What I heard was something that craved a blood-bath, nothing more."

'Something'? Now, what did she mean by that? Could she have figured out his secret that quick?

"Miss, I'm not sure I underst-" He was cut off by her.

"Don't give me that! You know exactly what I mean! What are you?!" The girl surprised Sebastian with her sudden outburst, but her appearance amused him even further. Even though she was angry, and perhaps could be even considered violent during times such as these, she reminded him of a feline who had been crossed in a very unacceptable manner. Her hair even curled up and stood on end, just as a cat did when it arched its back in irritation.

Yes, it amused him quite greatly.

"My, my, it seems you were able to figure out my secret rather quick. You have a very good set of senses, Miss Kat. Judging by your appearance when you get upset, I quickly became known of why you are called that name. You're just like an irritated kitten." Sebastian originally meant to not tease her until she was well enough but he figured if she was strong enough to yell so much, then there was no need to put it off.

Within the blink of an eye, he was merely an inch or so from her face, staring into her eyes, which held a great deal of shock in their depths, a devilish smirk playing on his lips as he spoke, "You wish to know what I truly am, do you? Would you rather be shown or just simply told, Miss Kat?"

The girl tried to back away from him, feeling rather a uncomfortable and edgy feeling coming over her in mere seconds. Sadly, though, she was already pushed against the bed's headboard, so she had no choice but to let this creep be so near. She tried to play it tough while she spoke, hoping she was hiding her nervousness well enough, "There's no way a human could take down fifteen grown men in a matter of seconds. I don't care how strong or swiftly the person moves. It is impossible."

Sebastian felt his demonic side come out as he decided to play with her even further, "You are quite right. It is impossible for a simple human, however-"

He pushed his body forward, his lips centimeters from her left ear, his warm breath caressing her skin as he finished his thought, "I am far from being human. An average human cannot do such things, you are correct, but a demon has no trouble at all, my dear."

"Heh," She scoffed in a rather smug manner, adding on afterwards, "You're saying you're a demon, then? I'd never believe it. How could someone ever think a sane person would believe such a ridicules ans-"

Sebastian pulled away, allowing her to see the proof she wanted before allowing herself to believe his words, "Showing my actual form would drive one to the point of insanity but…perhaps this is enough to satisfy the young miss?"

Kat's eyes were wide when she saw what he meant, stammering her next words, "Y-You're eyes th-they're glo-glowing?! H-how…?"

She looked at him, it finally clicking inside. Oh, God, she just smart-mouthed a demon!

"Weh-hell, would you look at the time? I'm feeling much better, better than I've ever felt so I'm just gonna-"

Before she could move, she felt herself let out a cry of pain, gripping under her left ribcage. She'd forgotten about the brand those bastards gave her.

"Ah, I see you've remembered more of yesterday's events. You might not be fond of it but it would truly be in your best interest to stay here. We have the medical supplies needed for your body to properly heal without the risk of infection. While you are here healing, I have been instructed to provide you with any necessities you find yourself needing, compliments of my Master."

Kat gave the demon in front of her a look of heavy doubt but what choice did she have? She had more than just that brand that needed to heal. All one had to do was take one glance at her and they would see she had a good healing time ahead of her. Lucky for her-

Wait…

Something just occurred to her. She had no idea how this never clicked in her mind before now, "Who cleaned my wounds and dressed me? I was covered in a rather good mixture of dirt and blood but now I am nearly spotless. So, if I many ask, who-?"

The demon butler gave a shit-eating grin as he looked her in the eye, "I'm sure you can figure that out yourself, Miss."

"!" She felt herself go red, in both anger and embarrassment.

Did this guy see her naked then?! She was wearing nearly nothing when she was chained to that alter but now she was in a cotton nightgown, sitting on a nice, warm bed. She couldn't take that without saying something, "You, of all people, washed me?! You mean a man washed my naked body?! That is beyond teasing, you know! It's just…wrong!"

She noticed his shit-eating grin grow even wider, his voice giving an innocent tone, "I don't see that I did anything a proper butler wouldn't do. Besides, aren't I just a filthy demon, after all?"

She felt her hair stand on end, his tone and his grin making her anger, and red cheeks, grow even further, "I don't care if you're a demon or Saint Peter himself! A man is not supposed to see a woman in that manner and believe she will not react in a negative way. While I am thankful you helped me, I believe someone else no doubt could've done the job just as well!"

Thankful, eh? So she did appreciate his help, after all? Then why was she making such a big fuss over something so trivial? He could maybe understand if one could perhaps see her as being unattractive and they see her in such a manner but even with clothes on, one could tell she was pleasing to the eye.

"With how attractive you are, I'm not quite sure I understand your reaction. I'm rather impressed, in a way. To have a figure such as you and be ashamed for a male to see your flesh exposed is highly admirable. Even I, who cannot feel things such as love, was drawn to your attractive, matured figure." Sebastian didn't realize something. This time, he was no doubt a little too blunt for his own good. The girl looked as if she turned to stone, rather mortified from his kind (?) words, to be honest.

Her reaction to his words, which he figured were rather kind, confused him even further, "Your kind confuse me sometimes. You complain if a man doesn't find you appealing when you wear clothes that cover up everything, forcing him to use his imagination, but yet when you find yourself with nothing, or nearly nothing, on and he comments on your body looking good, you yell at him. Honestly, I sometimes feel sorry for human males."

He got to his feet, walking towards the door, speaking before leaving, "I'll put some tea on for you. Perhaps that will help aid in you calming down a bit. Would you like a scone or some toast with it? There are some fresh strawberry scones, if you choose that choice."

Kat came to her senses, nodding her head slightly, "Yes, tea and a scone could probably help at least somewhat. And by the way…"

He nearly sighed in irritation. What was she going to say now? All she has done was complain since she woke from her slumber. It might not be the most proper thing to wish for but, deep down, he wished she would've stayed asleep at least a bit longer.

But, even so, he answered her, hiding his irritation, "Yes, Miss?"

"You don't have to call me 'Kat'. That's only part of my name. I must've been so exhausted that I passed out while saying it. My full name is 'Katherine', though my friends have been known to call me pet-names, if you wish to call them that." Sebastian was surprised at her sudden change of tone. This tone seemed more 'normal', rather than her hostile one he had grown almost used to. He had to admit, this one suited her much better, but even more to his liking, it didn't give him a headache after hearing it for longer than five seconds.

"I see. Thank you for the updated information, Miss Katherine. I shall leave you so you can get dressed in proper daytime clothing. If you need help with anything, you can ring that bell and someone will be with you shortly." He wasn't used to waiting on a guest like this but it was better than waiting on his master, as much as it pained him to admit such a thing. She didn't seem to be as demanding as the young boy.

She nodded, sliding off the bed in a slow manner, no doubt due to her fresh injuries still being rather tender. He noticed her make her way over to the piece of furniture that held a nice variety of outfits for her to wear. Sebastian gave a mental nod, figuring he could leave her now.

"Great…corsets. How the hell am I supposed to get this thing on without some help? Maybe if it tied in the front, rather than the back, I could manage it but...there's just no way. Maybe I can just go without one? Heh, yeah, sure, Kat. That would give people a nice picture. Fine, I'll wear it but where can I find a girl to help me?" Sebastian found himself amused at the girl talking to herself in such a manner. He knew he could find amusement in this girl with ease.

"Hey, um…butler-person! Can you send someone in here to help me with my dressing? I'd really appreciate it." Butler-person? Was she referring to him? Well, it did make sense as she never was made aware of what to call him. But even so, there could've been a better way to ask for him than 'butler-person'…

He felt a smirk beg to cross his lips but he hid it with a smile as he answered her, "I don't see a problem with that. I'll send someone up shortly to assist you." She gave a quick 'Thanks', shutting her door afterwards. It was childish, especially for a powerful demon such as himself, but he felt rather insulted with that name she'd given him, even though he knew she meant no harm by it. But still, he wanted to show her that while he was to treat her with kindness and respect, like a guest should be treated, he would only put up with such remarks and teases from his Master, no one else. And he had the perfect way to send his thoughts to her.

My, my, this girl was going to be more amusement for the demon than he originally planned. He felt a smirk tug at the corners of his lips as he made his way to prepare the tea he'd promised the young lady, returning to her room's door moments later. Having his superhuman speed paid off, quite often actually.

KNOCK. KNOCK.

She opened the door, peeking out to see who it was, seeing his figure again. Why she was peeking, he had no idea. From what he saw, she was still fully dressed. He heard a sigh of irritation, "Well, where is the person?"

He gave a shit-eating grin that dripped with smugness, placing a hand over where his heart should've been, speaking in yet another 'innocent' tone, though it was easy to see he meant no innocence, "I am sad to say that everyone was busy. I, however, know how to dress a lady in the proper clothing, so I, naturally, will gladly help you, Miss Katherine."

She felt her eye twitch in irritation. Was this guy serious? She was starting to realize how much of a scoundrel he really could be. Even if he wouldn't have been a demon, he played the part perfectly. She had a feeling she had a long road of recovery ahead of her…

Great…I suppose it could be worse but, in truth, how can you can worse than a demon with a twisted sense of humor who loves playing the role of a butler? This is going to be a rough few weeks ahead of me. I'm certain of that.

Well, there is chapter number two! How was it? Hopefully it wasn't too dry. I tried to add some humor but I don't know if I failed or succeeded. Well, until next time...