I've been feeling bad about leaving you guys for such long periods of time, so here I am!:) Enjoy~~~

Sebastian's Michaelis POV

My steps were short and precise. I was fighting the urge to go back to the music room, my insides still trembling with rage at what she had said. How dare she call me a piece of shit, a little one at that! She knew her place and it was below me, yet she still dared to defy me! Damn her and her stubbornness.

I stopped suddenly, a tilting chuckle coming out of me. Here I was, demon and butler of the famous Ciel Phantomhive worrying about some girl, I stopped laughing as I realized what that entitled. Ana Christophe still held a piece of me that I had forgotten about, a piece no matter how small would continue to haunt me as long as she held on to it...my humanity and all of its complications.

I had made my way to the kitchen where I was scrubbing dish after dish, my frustration coming out onto each and every crust filled plate. I had to keep this newfound knowledge a secret, especially from Ana herself because who knows what she would do with it.

My thoughts were interrupted as the devil herself walked into the room carrying the table cloth and a couple vases full of flowers. She refused to look my way, and I took pride in seeing my hand marks turning into bruises around her neck. We demons healed fast, so I wasn't surprised to see how quickly the broken bones had healed, the bruises however would remain for another hour or so.

I smirked as Ana continued to ignore my look, and instead started washing the table cloth. Taking her rudeness as an opportunity to stare, I roamed my eyes over her figure.

She was of average height, coming up to around my shoulders. Her pale skin contrasted against her dark blue eyes, full pink lips and sharp bone contours. Her dark chestnut hair was pulled back into a loose bun, yet from experience I knew it fell in curls to her waist. Finally my eyes took in her outfit, a corset style bodice with a white button up shirt underneath. Her skirt puffed out at her waist and fell to her knees and with a black apron matching the black lace around the bottom of her skirt tied the look together.

" Sebastian where do I hang this to dry? " Her voice wavered as she stood before me, the table cloth dripping in her arms. I folded my arms, tapping my foot against the floor.

" You just finished the table cloth now? How do you expect to be the perfect maid if you're as slow as a snail. " My voice dripped with sarcasm, and I smirked as Ana's eyes flashed up at me with anger.

" What right do you have to scold me? You haven't done much either, I still see plates you could have been washing instead of staring at me! " Her voice rose to a shout as she stomped her foot in frustration. I chuckled at her obvious exasperation and even laughed as what little heat she had rose to her cheeks. " I'm sorry Sebastian for yelling. Where can I hang this to dry? "

" Outside by the apple tree. There are clips and a line you may use. " Ana nodded before walking quickly away. She didn't know it, but I could smell the fear on her and it gave me a thrill. However there was something else that I could smell on her, it was fear mixed with confusion and a little dash of... sadness. Odd.

Soon it was time for supper and as I left Ana and Bard in the kitchen to prepare the meal, I took a brisk walk outside to grab the laundry and linins that had dried beneath the sun. It was relaxing work and I relished in the alone time out in the dusk.

I had avoided Ana all afternoon, when I realized my amusement in making her angry only made me closer to her and her thoughts. I wanted as much distance between the two of us, so that I may squash what little feelings may rest inside of me for her. It was exhausting work and only made the both of us more irritable. It had seemed that even three hundred years apart hadn't changed one thing.

I shook my head, clearing my mind of the tedious thoughts. My main concern was decorating the dining hall to Lady Aria's liking. I knew that she didn't particularly like dining rooms in general, but it was too cold outside for eating and none of the other rooms would be appropriate this late. The lady would just have to deal with it. So gathering the clothes and the cloths I went back inside.

" Sebastian, Ana this is simply delicious! What do you think Ciel? " Lady Aria looked across the table at my lord expectantly. At first she seemed uncomfortable and even skittish at the thought of eating in the dining room, but when she saw the food and the flowers, the lady was taken.

Turning to look down at my master for his reaction, I was taken aback at his soft expression. He was looking gently at the lady across from him, patting his lips with his napkin.

" I agree Aria, this is quite a treat. " She smiled brightly, before turning to whisper something in Ana's ear. I itched to know what it was as Ana's face burned bright red at whatever Lady Aria had said. Instead I rose an eyebrow towards her, making her shake her head. She mouthed the words I'll tell you after.

Nodding my head slightly, I walked over the dessert cart and started laying out the cakes, pies and puddings I had prepared in advance. Ana quickly catching on, cleared away the dirty plates, placing them on the now empty dessert cart. We wheeled it away together heading to the kitchen, leaving our charges alone.

I busied myself with washing the dishes, then laying them down beside me so that Ana could dry and put them away. I burned to know what Aria could have said to make Ana blush so strongly, yet it seemed that Ana did not want to tell me.

I let her think I had forgotten and as soon as I was about to ask her, the bell for the dining room rang. Cursing my master for such horrible timing, I called out to Ana just before she left the kitchen.

" Wait Ana, what was it that Lady Aria said to you? " She turned back around slowly, twisting her apron.

" Madame told me how happy she was and how nicely dressed Lord Ciel was. " I crossed my arms knowing there was more to the story. Ana sighed then continued. " She also asked me why do you look at me so hungrily. "

I stood shocked as the lady's words traveled through my head. Was I really that transparent? My distress obviously showed on my face, as Ana quickly said worryingly.

" Do not worry Sebastian. Aria is young and innocent, so I do not believe she knew quite what she was talking about. She also had quite a bit of wine in her when she did say that. Now if you will excuse me. "

Ana ran out of the room, leaving me confused and silent. I could tell that she did not believe what she was saying because I still smelt the proudness that she had oozed when she was talking. Ana knew exactly what her lady was talking about.

Damn that demon the Hell.

Hey two updates in one day! WHAT? Lol sorry I was just so into my writing that I had to write in Sebastian POV. He is very out of character in this chapter but I'll try to make it better and anyways we never knew what he was thinking so maybe he did have this much turmoil inside of him! Anywho rate and review!