*Ok, this is going to get confusing so I'll just clear things up. When I say Sebastian, I mean Sebastian trapped in Ciel's body and when I say Ciel, I mean Ciel in Sebastian's body. I hope I can understand that…..

Oh yeah and I almost forgot the lawsuits~

Disclaimer: I own absolutely no part of Black Butler. I am merely borrowing Yana Toboso's characters and some of the plot. Sadly, I am not responsible for the best anime/manga known to mankind.

Anyways, here's chapter 2! Enjoy….

For Sebastian it was more than easy to fall back asleep in that human body that depended upon it. He passed the night peacefully, dreaming of cats surrounding him.

For Ciel, things were slightly more difficult.

He had spent the night tossing and turning, without getting any more sleep. A demon's body was not meant to be idle for this long and he was getting anxious. One look at Sebastian's complicated butler costume (yes, it was nothing but a costume, wasn't it?) and Ciel almost lost it. He had actually spent entire the night trying to figure out how to wear the dammed thing. He heard a knock on his door and Sebastian came in, fully dressed in Ciel's elegant clothing.

"How do you put this on?" Ciel asked frustrated.

Sebastian sighed and began dressing him.

"Eerie, isn't it?" He asked as he finished tying Ciel's shoes.

"Yes, it is. But what do we do know?"

"I do not know for sure, My Lord. I have never encountered a problem like this in my long life. As much as it pains me to do so, we might need to get a shinigami's help on this. They are the experts on the way souls function and travel."

Ciel made a face of disgust as he realized who Sebastian had in mind.

Grell Sutcliff.

"Fine. Invite him to the manor; I'll be in my study."

"My Lord," Sebastian said uncertainly, "Right now, you are me. You are the butler."

Ciel took a moment to register this and all was silent. Finally, he smirked and let out a short laugh.

"Alright. What do you do all day besides show off?"

Sebastian did not answer his question. Instead, he put on his best I'm-Ciel-Phantomhive-now-do-what-I-say voice and calmly replied, "Sebastian, I want Mariage Frères Darjeeling tea and Gateau Chocolate cake in my study. Make it quick."

Ciel stood there, dumbfounded. Yes, he remembered what it tasted like but he didn't know how to make it if his life depended on it. He decided that it would do him no good to stand there and headed down to the kitchen to see what he could do.

It felt unnerving to be in Sebastian's body. As a demon, he now felt life come to a standstill. It was an awkward feeling and he suddenly understood why the living-dead were called just that. Despite knowing that you are alive, everything indicates you to be dead. No heartbeat, no oxygen needed, forever frozen.

Not two seconds passed from the moment Ciel walked into the kitchen, before there was an explosion.

What does Sebastian usually do? Ciel asked himself desperately.

"Baldroy, clean up this mess! How many times have I told you not to use flamethrowers?" Ciel yelled.

"Ok. Ok. Does this mean you'll make dinner?

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Sebastian was waiting in Ciel's study. Not for the cake and tea; he had no use for that. All he wanted was for Ciel to come bursting through the door and admit how hard the easiest part of being him was. Of course, he knew his master would not give up so quickly, for he had more pride than anyone could possibly imagine. But Sebastian would push his master to extreme limits until he bowed down and accepted his defeat.

At that moment, Ciel walked in with a silver tray holding a letter, marked with the queen's stamp.

"Young master," Ciel said, mocking Sebastian "A letter has arrived from the queen."

Sebastian's eyes threw darts at Ciel as he opened the letter and examined its contents. He smirked and looked back at Ciel. "Her Majesty has assigned another case. I will need you to make a list of suspects and then interview them. I also need to know who is responsible of this and catch them before the end of the day. Oh right and while you're at it, make sure you let no unnecessary deaths occur." That last part was for his own amusement, of course.

Ciel narrowed his eyes before kneeling and saying "Yes, my Lord" and then taking his leave.

Sebastian could not help but laugh. It was so easy to be Ciel Phantomhive, the young earl who had the world at his fingertips. As if that wasn't enough, he had a demon butler to do everything for him.

So what was he complaining about? That he had a tough life? Being a demon wasn't easy either. Like how he had had to starve himself for decades now, just to find a meal.

Turning into a demon wasn't easy either. It had been painful and traumatizing.

Sebastian shook off those horrid thoughts and decided that even Baldroy could make a chocolate gateau cake faster (and better) than Ciel.

"So I see I've had to resort to using Baldroy, now."

Ciel was beyond the definition of furious.

Who did Sebastian think he was, ordering him around like that? As if it were even possible to complete so many tasks in a mere day!

Well, he thought, stopping dead in his tracks, Sebastian was always capable of doing everything I ordered him and more.

Ciel suddenly felt worthless.

I'm a demon at the moment am I not? So I'll just throw it back in his face to show him I'm just as an able butler as he is. If he thinks he's outsmarted me, he's wrong.

Who would've known Ciel Phantomhive would ever compete to be the better butler?

*And now chapter 2 is complete. I would just like to record that I finished writing this at 3:55 AM and that I am currently out of internet. By the time you read this, I'll probably be almost done with chapter 3….. I need more caffeine! Please review and look forward to the next chapter. I'm getting tired of this smug Sebastian… By that I mean Michaelis not me…. Byeeeee….