Hi guys, I'm Dynamo Revolution and this is my first fan fiction! YAY! I decided to do Kuroshitsuji because it is recently one of my favorite anime series/manga, and I'm really excited about how my story turned out! Basically this is my own continuation and ideas on how season three should be played out as, so I hope you all enjoy my interpretation of season three of Kuroshitsuji!

Thank you for reading chapter two!

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji in any way whatsoever, this is all fan-based material!

Rated: Teen/Mature


A Butler's Secret

Wind scraped against the long window panes outside of Ciel's room, howling and whining as if wanting to come inside. Sebastian prepared Ciel for his sleep, placing his eye patch on the nightstand beside him. Ciel never took his eyes off his butler for a minute, watching him tidy his sheets and place his clothes in the closet. He's hiding something, I just know it. Ciel thought, bringing his hand to touch his right eye with care, this feeling...

"Is that all for tonight, my lord?" Sebastian asked, cutting into Ciel's thoughts.

"No, that is all." Ciel replied, his gaze finding its way to the windows.

"Than goodnight, sir." And with a small bow Sebastian took his leave, closing the door genuinely behind him. Ciel peered at the door, I'll just have to pay close attention tomorrow, especially with that woman around. She didn't seem like your average poverty stricken young lady, especially with her looks and grace she presented. Her eyes resembled those of Claude's, Alois Trancy's butler - it was all too familiar...

...

Young master. A voice called sweetly, it sounded nice - that voice. Ciel groaned tossing his head in the direction of the soothing voice, he didn't want to wake up just yet. He wanted to hear more, more of that voice that sounded like his mother's. A small smile graced his lips, feeling an unusual warmth flood throughout his body. "Young master, please wake up." The voice called again, effectively making Ciel open his weary eyes to bright hazel ones. He gasped, bracing himself up against the pillow behind him.

"You're awake!" The young maid said, smiling a mega-watt smile at her master. Ciel's expression was unreadable as he continued to stare at his new hired help, "W-what? Where is Sebastian?"

"He'll be here in a few minutes, he asked me to wake you up and get your day started. Do you usually wake at nine?" Evelyn asked pleasantly, curious eyes placed on the boy still mildly surprised at his new maid.

"I-uh, not usually." Ciel stuttered, I could have sworn...

"I see," Evelyn said, "Well it sure is a beautiful day outside. Wouldn't want to waste it!" Evelyn made her way to the large fabric curtains, pulling them aside to reveal a bright and sunny morning. She inhaled as the sun hit her face, her black hair taking on a shade of charcoal from the way the light hit.

"Evelyn, would you mind starting breakfast, I will be down shortly to help." Sebastian asked from the door, making Evelyn turn around in astonishment.

"Oh yes, my apologies." Evelyn bowed gracefully, taking her leave and disappearing into the hallway. Ciel shifted his attention to his butler, "And where have you been?"

"A guest arrived about fifteen minutes ago," Sebastian said, starting to dress Ciel in his outfit for the day, "it was a messenger from the Queen, asking me to give you a letter."

"What kind of a letter?" Ciel asked skeptically, straightening up slightly as Sebastian placed a black tie around the collars of his shirt.

"For your birthday, my lord." Sebastian looked up playfully at his master, "Surely you haven't forgotten again?" Gathering Ciel's jacket from a hanger, he placed the dark blue suit onto Ciel with genuine care.

"Turning fifteen isn't something to be excited about, nor is it something to through a party for." Ciel stated adamantly, giving Sebastian a silent warning to not throw a birthday party for him.

"Well, it is exciting seeing you grow twelve inches taller, in comparison to your height three years ago. You're taller than Miss Elizabeth now, I believe." Sebastian teased, smiling slightly as he connected the last buttons on his suit.

"I'm a demon. I can take any age I want to." Ciel insisted, "I can look thirty-five if I wanted, but I believe if I did I would make people suspicious." Ciel stood up from the edge of the bed, tying his black eye patch over his eye and around his head. "Is that all from the Queen, or is there more?"

Walking along the endless hallways and down the main staircase, Sebastian informed Ciel of his schedule and of the Queen's commands for the evening. While they talked, Sebastian lead Ciel to a dining room filled with lavish furniture complete with a sparkling chandelier above a cherry wood dining table. Cream colored walls aligned the room, accentuating the rose colored panels and satin red drapes. Although Ciel wanted to renovate the entire house with drab colors, and even more drab furniture, Sebastian persisted that they keep the original furnishings. For the guests that is. Sitting down at the dining table, Evelyn came out with a cart of dishes of elegant foods, complete with a beautiful, white porcelain tea set.

"Sebastian told me all of your favorite dishes and teas, so I took it upon myself to start with the preparations." Evelyn placed all of the tableware and foods with precision and accuracy, not even a careless spill was made in the process. Ciel took a sip of his Earl Grey and a bite of one of the dishes, and he looked up at the eager awaiting maid with startled eyes.

"It's delicious." Ciel said all too bluntly, making the woman smile with enthusiasm.

"Thank you, sir." Evelyn curtsied, taking her leave from the dining room.

When Ciel and Sebastian were alone, Ciel looked down at the food with a surprisingly downcast expression printed on his pale face as he muttered, "It's too bad I can't taste any of it." Sebastian's eyes widened, for the first time seeing his master take on any emotion other than utter boredom or seriousness he usually had. Even under all of his demon, he still holds onto a little to his once human self. Interesting.

...

I don't know how much of this I can take, even though I just started, feigning to be human and innocent isn't as easy as I thought it would be. I practically burned my skin off by just opening those damn window! Not to mention this house is utterly boring and unconscious, I feel like dying again whenever I'm here. Just be patient, Evelyn. Patience will get you closer to your goal...Ciel or not. Evelyn thought, cutting into a cucumber while her beautiful face contorted into an agitated look. Sighing, she washed the knife between her hands under a running facet. Whirling around with the dripping knife in her hand, she pointed the tip of the blade at Sebastian's throat, a cold smirk replacing her once angry expression.

"Don't sneak up on me so suddenly like that, it's annoying." Evelyn warned with a sharp glint in her amber eyes, dropping the fine steel into the sink with a clang. Wiping her wet hands on her crisp, white apron, she straightened up her maid uniform neatly. The oxford black color of the outfit brought out her even darker hair color, the long skirts of her dresses reaching the ends high above her ankles. Where her feet were clad in caramel brown boots and black tights, although the entire gothic costume was in all drab and lifeless, Evelyn never looked more eye-catching and gorgeous.

"You shouldn't treat kitchenware like weapons, Evelyn." Sebastian informed sternly, "And try to be more pleasant next time around, even when my lord isn't here to witness it. Furthermore, put up your hair, it's too long and it's unprofessional." He stated, grabbing a lock of her crow black hair and tossing it at her carelessly.

"Sebastian, putting on this act of innocence and purity is completely unlike me. It's driving me insane! I remember a time when demons like us were waited on hand and foot, not the other way around by some child who thinks he's pulling the strings. Plus my hair is fine the way it is, and I'm not placing it in some ugly bun." She argued defiantly, stroking her brush-silk hair through her slender fingers.

Sebastian blinked, startled by the woman's blunt complaint. But he smiled nonetheless, remembering the times when he was treated like a king, when demons under his power were fearful of his strength and conviction. "Those were beautiful times," Sebastian agreed with a dreamy look in his red eyes, "But I chose this path for me. Although it didn't turn out the way I had originally planned it would, and I never expected my lord to turn into a demon in the end. But it's something I am bound to..." He crossed her path, earning a mischievous grin from the demon maid in return.

"At least for now." Evelyn added with a twinkle in her eye.

"Master, it seems you have received an invitation." Sebastian informed Ciel curiously, handing the unconcerned boy an elegant, golden rimmed envelope.

To: Ciel Phantomhive

From: Louisa Trancy


Dear Earl Ciel Phantomhive,

You are hereby cordially invited to the formal party of Earless Louisa Trancy, in celebration of her new position as head of the Trancy Household. It would be greatly appreciated if you could attend to this momentous and joyous occasion, your company is very much highly regarded in the eyes of the Earless, and would make this special festivity that much greater if you could grace this Household with your presence.

Sincerely,

Earless Louisa Trancy


"What?" Ciel's eyes turned feral, the celestial blue beginning to take the color of blood red. His pupils, black and expanding into ovals like a cat, slammed the letter down onto his scattered desk. Effectively rattling the wooden table, and spilling some of its contents onto the plush carpet. "Trancy? Sebastian, I thought this house was destroyed along with the title of Earl, didn't you dispose them?"

"My lord, it seems Trancy has rebuilt itself by the Queen's command. Finding another suitable heir, or in this case heiress, to fill the position and head of the new Trancy Household."

"This is ridiculous, you can't expect me to attend to this party. This is obviously a trap of some sort, and I don't remember hearing or ever knowing of a certain Louisa Trancy." Ciel spat, his words stinging with venom as he leaned his head on his black-gloved hand, staring at the letter with angry eyes.

"It's obvious you're still bitter about what happened over three years ago with Alois Trancy, but this is someone completely different from him, I expect. It's not like this Louisa Trancy would have a demon butler, what are the chances of that happening?" Sebastian said, placing one of his black bangs behind his ear, staring at his master intently.

"How would you know? Still, there is no way in hell I am showing my face at that accursed place!" Ciel gripped the wooden arm of his chair, cracking it somewhat from his abrupt force.

A small knock sounded at the other end of the office door, Evelyn's head popping out of the large crack with a timid look. "Um, I hope I'm not interrupting anything important, sir. But there is someone who wishes to see you, she says it is urgent."

Ciel's eyes widened in surprise, "Who is it?"

Leading the young lady inside the office, Evelyn guided her to the center of the room in front of Ciel's desk. Where a shocked teenage boy eyed the girl, his eyebrows furrowed in disbelief.


OMG who is it! Find out next chapter: A Butler's Invitation

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