Paste your do
Chapter 2
**Ciel's POV**
I watch Sebastian trim the shrubs with a stone hard face. I can't show my pain in front of him, no matter how hard it is for me to keep it all in. I lost Lizzy. I suppose that's what I get for letting someone grow close to me. I looked away from him and set my eyes onto the gates the gates. There is a black figure heading towards us, with a person that was seemingly riding it.
"Sebastian!" I yelled, not a drop of panic sounding in my voice.
He looked up, a sparse expression of shock crossing his face. The figure drew nearer to the gate.
"Do something!" I ordered. He's just standing there!
Sebastian smiled and opened the gate. I know that he is my protector but I really think that was a stupid mistake. A demon hound comes bursting in and the rider quickly dismounts. The hound turns to its human form. A girl, about my age, fully clothed unlike Pluto was, long pretty hair and blue eyes. She runs at Sebastian tackling him in a hug, he smiles and lets her do as she pleases.
"UNCLE SEBBY!" She screamed.
"Hello Cynth, I haven't seen you in a while."
"Uncle?" I asked, I never saw Sebastian as the family type, he looked like he was more of a secluded person.
**Cynth's POV**
"Yes actually, my father lost my mother forty-seven years ago and remarried to a half human half demon hound and they had her mother, my half-sister. She then married a reaper and the family goes from there." Sebastian explained for me. I looked toward his new master.
"Who is this?" I frowned slightly.
"Pardon my manners, this is Ciel Phantomhive, my master" My uncle bows politely. I curtsy.
"You don't need to curtsy, what is it that you came here for?" Ciel said impatiently. My frown deepens, but I keep it hidden with all of my strength. My uncle seemed to respect him, so I would do my best to be polite, just like him.
"To inform Sebastian of some bad news and to ask of you, help and housing for my business." I replied simply.
"And what may that be?"
"My parents are deceased and most of my family is gone." My expression turned grave for a moment before I collected myself, "Sebastian is the only living relative I know of. Don't fret, I can take care of myself, I just want to offer you a proposal. I am working to-"
**Third Person**
"Excuse me and my master, we need to have a little talk." Sebastian said in a hushed voice. Cynth nodded. He and Ciel head over to a private room, their fancy shoes clicking, echoing across the large halls and walls with poise.
"You can't possibly be thinking of accepting." Ciel prompted immediately after the door was closed, he looked peeved to say the least. His expression was almost a near glare, showing his displeasure.
"My lord, their goal is quite like ours, it may be good for you to work with someone who understands your past better than most." Sebastian, being one with charm, tried his best to get the other to agree.
"You're only saying that because she's your niece." Ciel complained fitfully, looking more like a child than he had in a long time. His eye sparkling with distaste, he tried to keep his monotone expression plastered on his features.
"No, actually I'm only thinking of your needs when I say this," Sebastian tried to keep his voice steady, succeeding in keeping it deceptively charming as always.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Sebastian smiles at Ciel's query.
"It would be nice to have a women's touch around the house again, even for only a while" Sebastian watches Ciel's face fall in understanding. A woman's touch, eh? How long had it been?
"You know that I can't allow that to happen again, not because of me." Ciel argued solemnly.
"Ah, but my lord, you are forgetting that she is no mere human and she has her own agenda." Sebastian quipped, giving a quick and sly grin before tugging on his gloves softly.
"That's what frightens me!" Ciel dropped his useless façade, the butler could see right through him, like a glass window. The Phantomhive glared.
"I never said that you had to do that, you just assumed."
Ciel narrows his eyes at him.
"Unless, of course, you feel that you can't handle having a women in the household" Sebastian finished with a raise of the eyebrow, he played a card that even the wisest and boldest man fell to.
"Fine," Ciel gave in, quickly adding on to his earlier agreement. "But only for a while. They can only stay if she and her butler are excellent fighters." Hook, line, and sinker.
"Good judgment young master." The butler finished with a smug undertone to his voice, he knew he won the argument.
"Whatever, let's get back." Ciel sighed in exasperation. He was so troublesome at times. And somehow, the butler always found a way to get what he wanted. Hook or by crook.
"Your verdict?" Cynth asked.
"You may stay if you prove both of your worth's on our next mission from the Queen." Ciel explained, still a bit ticked about his earlier conversation with his butler.
"My, my, Earl Phantomhive seems to have a soft spot for you Cynth." Eve remarked casually with a small twinge of a smile.
"WHAT?!" Ciel and Cynthia yelled at the same time, both thinking that the idea was preposterous, and above all, highly unlikely.
"Maybe I'm wrong, but I did see Ciel's eyes flit to Cynth when he said you may stay, he just added both at the end. Just an observation." Eve explained in defense to her claim.
Ciel quickly looked away, that's ridiculous! He promised himself he would never love again, not after what happened to Lizzy. He didn't even know why she had been killed but she was covered in a cloth that resembled a spider's web. On it were the words 'For Ciel Phantomhive' written in narrow cursive scripture, just thinking about it made him shiver. He hadn't found her killer yet. But he swore to himself that they would die.
A burning pit in his stomach confirmed the fact. The young one wasn't heartless, and someone dear to him was obliterated. Innocent blood was shed, and for that, the murderer would be castrated. Slowly and painfully for what he did.
"Suspicion confirmed. He just looked away, as if to cover a blush." Eve said with a bored tone as if the trifles and romances of thirteen-year-old children were a complete waste of her skills. They probably were too.
"EVE!" Cynth shouted, stomping her foot on the ground with a huff, she turned her head to the side. She didn't like the guy in the slightest!
"What?" Eve replied in all innocence. Cynthia just shook her head.
"Please control what your help say! If you must know I was looking away because I was thinking of…" Ciel fumed but trailed off, unable to say that Lizzy had died out loud, unable to truly admit it to himself. Eve looked like she was about to explode at the term help but Cynthia whispered in her ear and she put her mask of boredom back on.
Ciel couldn't mask the sadness that flashed in his eye. One look of utter helplessness, one thing that he shook away with a simple sigh of frustration. Girls weren't his cup of tea, they never were.
**Flashback**
"One condition" Cynth said.
"What is that?"
"I want you to look at my records, if I die and you can take them, I want you to look at them. No one else unless you think that they can. Just a weird quirk of mine. I always wanted my family to collect my memories, but now…. Anyways, do we have a deal?"
"Yeah sure" Eve said. Cynthia's eyes lit up. Eve may not have shown it but she was touched, she would commit herself to this little girl from now on. Not entirely, but she was involved now. She felt a purpose to her life. Like it wasn't just a long line of records to be kept and souls to be tasted. She would never admit it but she owed this girl much, much more than they led on.
**End Flashback**
"You must forgive my master, he is a bit fragile at the moment. You see, his fiance was recently err, taken from this existence." Sebastian explained.
"Fragile? I am simply politely mourning her. Do whatever you like, I'll be in my office." Ciel indignantly trudged out of the room, slipping on his usual manner, his fake way. He quickly vacated the premises. Cynthia shook her head.
"What happened?" She inquired softly, almost sadly.
"Many things, many things" Sebastian said before smiling again. "Now, shall I show you to your dwellings?"
"Yes please, I'm ready to hit the hay. It's not like I have anything better to do anyways." Eve said, bored again with her surrounding company.
"You aren't in a contract with my niece are you?" Sebastian stated, more as a fact than a question.
"No why? Are you scared for her soul?" She teased.
"Actually I could tell by your demeanor, I was just confirming my suspicions." He told her flatly with a quick look.
"What exactly do you mean by that?"
"Nothing, I was doing precisely what you were doing earlier, is that a problem? I was merely observing."
"Not at all, our rooms please, butler." Eve said, contrary to her words she looked like she was ready to pull someone's head off. Cynth smiled at her, not so fun when it happens to you. The woman was like a feisty bear at the moment her cubs disappeared. Claws viciously ready to claw eyes out.
**Cynthia's POV**
When we reached Eve's room she immediately slammed the door right after slipping inside. Sebastian and I were at the door of what was to be my room.
It was clean, big, and most of all; beautiful. The door, as far as I could tell, was made of a sort of expensive wood, varnished and colored a deep brown. Or maybe it was originally that color, but the shine said otherwise.
"Hey, Sebby, do you have dibs on Ceil, besides the obvious?" I ask, I expected him to be offended, or to have some sort of reaction, but he just smiled. It was on the creepy side, but being used to his usual moods, I stood my ground and looked him back in the eyes.
"No, besides his soul and that he is my master I hold no other bounds with the young lord, do you mind me asking why?"
"No reason, just thinking." I said in a daze, gazing down the hall where I believed Ceil's study was.
"Well then, sweet dreams." I almost snorted at the comment. He was such a proper butler. It was refreshing.
But it was also almost sickening.
**Sebby's POV**
"Yeah, right, dreams" My niece trailed off. I smiled and walked away to prepare myself for tomorrow. This is going exactly as planned. Exactly as it was all supposed to go. After all, you couldn't go far in life without plans. My smile faded when no one was in sight, my face blank of all emotion, or so I hoped.
It wasn't easy.
But I was going to get it all done the right way.
Yes.
Everything was going exactly the way I had planned.
**Claude's POV**
"Hannah, you have returned, any more news for me?" I said with a grin, turning to face the tall woman.
"Yes. The young lord has received a visitor, from what I heard her name was Cynth, short for Cynthia I presume" I pause. Did I hear her right? Back pedaling, I raised a questionable eyebrow.
"What color hair did she have?" I muttered out while my eyes trailed back to her.
"Excuse me sir?" She gaped at me, obviously surprised I came up with such a strange question.
"Answer the damn question, what color hair did she have?"
"Uh, It was brownish, like honey with black streaks." She flattened her dress when the flustered look came to her face.
"Is that so?" I raised a hand to my chin and rubbed it thoughtfully.
"Yes sir."
"You will do all in your power to keep an eye on her, understood?"
"Yes sir."
"Now out of my sight." Hannah scrambled away. I smiled to myself, a new plan formulating. Yes, this would go exactly as planned.
If you haven't noticed I am skipping telling you about Cynth's goals on purpose. Anyways, in later chapters this story is gonna get a bit more T but it wont get M, no matter what you may think. Ok, I leave you know but I'll be back soon. Please review!-MGN {HEY! This is her Beta, and one more thing. MGN Does not own Kuroshitsuji... You know... She'd be rich. And I'd be living in her mansion right about now. So yeah.}
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