(Streets of London)
Grell… was sulking.
His feet caught in the cobbles causing him to stomp in a puddle with frustration. He was on a period of enforced temporary leave from work, and he didn't like it.
This is totally unfair! It's not my fault that Ron is so sexy! I just can't control myself! The sharp toothed man pouted as he thought to himself. So what if the other shinigami in the office get a bit distracted? It's not like I'm not worth their time!
Grell didn't understand at all when William Spears had stated in the report that he 'generally caused chaos'. It just didn't make sense. What was worse was that no-one had objected to his removal from duty. I wish my Sebas-chan was here! He'd make it all better. The shinigami flicked his scarlet hair as he walked dejectedly through the streets of London, searching for something to lighten his mood.
Grell's aimless wanderings eventually lead him an old and abandoned warehouse, perfect for avoiding anyone at all. He went inside, noticing how the dull sunshine made its way through the holes in the roof. A pale ray of light illuminated one of the corners of the room. There was a large blue box there, its rich colour looking completely out of place in the dusty grey warehouse. The door was open, revealing a strange, unnatural light.
The shinigami walked to towards it, his curiousity growing and replacing his sullen mood. This could be interesting. Grell thought, going inside with his red hair swishing.
Lights flickered. His emerald eyes glowed. What is this place? He thought.
Grell decided to explore and find out.
(Phantomhive Manor, the kitchen)
"Mister Sebastian really is amazing! He does all of the cooking, most of the housework, and everything the young master tells him to. I don't know how he does it!" Maylene gushed to her new-found friend.
"That is impressive, yeah." Rose replied, "Have you ever told him you like him?"
"Oh no, I couldn't ever do that!" she said, shaking her head.
"Why not?" the blond girl asked, "He looks nice, and I'm sure he'd rather know."
Maylene froze abruptly. The subject of their conversation had appeared behind Rose, head tilted slightly and his eyes closed in mock happiness.
"Maylene, why is our guest in the kitchen?"
"M-M-Mister Sebastian! I'm s-so sorry!" the maid stuttered, with a fearful expression. "I-"
"I was hungry," Rose interjected quickly, "So Maylene here brought me to the kitchen, since she said she didn't want to leave me."
"Y-Yes. Y-Yes, that's right. I w-was just looking for s-something for her to eat, M-Mister Sebastian."
The poor girl is shakin' like a leaf. Is this man really that scary? Rose thought, trying to examine the butler surreptitiously.
"Maylene, go and do your duties."
"Y-Yes, Mister Sebastian." the wine haired girl blushed yet again and excused herself from the kitchen.
"So…" Rose said, leaning against the kitchen bench. "Can I have something to eat?"
"I am just about to make dessert for the young master and his guest. I suppose I can prepare extra." Sebastian's voice was smooth and attractive. "Chocolate mousse. It's one of my master's favourites."
Rose saw the corners of his mouth curved upwards in a small smile when he said that.
"I would love some. Chocolate is always good." She said, watching the butler move skilfully around the kitchen.
(Phantomhive Manor, the study)
"Where are you keeping Rose, Earl Phantomhive?" The Doctor asked.
"She's safe," The boy replied. "She's in my maid's room. Maylene has been instructed to keep her company."
"Well that's a relief at least," The Doctor said. "I'm going to tell you something Earl Phantomh- Look, can't I call you something else?"
The boy stared incredulously at him, and then rolled his eyes. "I suppose you may call me Ciel, if you must address me differently."
"Well… Ciel," The Doctor said, "I'm going to have to tell you something that is very important, and you have to pay attention."
He stood up and began to pace, Ciel's visible eye following him around the room.
"You see, the Drashig are creatures from another planet, well, I say planet, it was really a satellite, a moon, orbiting the planet Grundle. They evolved to be amazing predators; they hunted in packs, and shrieked to indicate their attack. They truly were fantastic creatures, superbly evolved. But the moon started to decay, to die. There was less and less for them to eat so they had to adapt, becoming stronger, faster, less social and more dangerous. Then somebody took one of them from its home, transported it here and set it free, and I want to know who did it and why." The Doctor banged his hands down on Ciel's desk to emphasise his point.
"So this creature that committed these murders-" Ciel began.
"Murders? They didn't murder anyone. People were killed, yes, but the Drashig doesn't have the intelligence to actually murder. It's… just an animal." The Doctor's voice was strangely soft and sad.
"So they're from another world?" the boy asked, to make sure he had understood correctly.
"Yes, someone brought the poor creature from its home so very far away and I don't like that. It's jetlagged, cold and confused. No wonder it's been hunting, just reverting to its basic instincts when all else fails." He sat down and looked at the young Earl. "I need to find out who is behind this."
"I agree." Ciel said, to the Doctor's surprise. "I have been ordered by Queen Victoria to stop the murders and catch the culprit… by whatever means necessary."
The boy pressed the tips of his fingers together, examining the Doctor critically.
"I will need to have a trap. Where someone can act as bait for this… Drashig." Ciel said.
"That's practically murder. Drashig are really not inclined to give up the hunt. And they're fast. Very fast." The Doctor paused and looked thoughtful. "Incidentally, how are you still alive?"
"I beg your pardon?" The young Earl gave him a dagger stare.
"Well I was tracking the Drashig, and when we came down there should have been either the Drashig or what remains of its latest victim. Instead, there you were. You and that butler of yours. That should be impossible. Now, how is it that you're alive?"
"I suppose we were just lucky then." Ciel smirked slightly.
The Doctor frowned and began to open his mouth as if to say something.
"You said you were tracking the creature?" the boy asked, changing the subject before the Doctor could question him more.
"Yes, I've been trying to locate the Drashig. Of course, the device isn't perfect, I mean the genetic signature could be better, and that means we've been getting there too late. Of course I could reroute the power supply from the TARDIS and amplify the signal… THE TARDIS!" The Doctor yelled, leapt to his feet in a panic and rushed out of the room.
Ciel, eyes wide with surprise and disbelief, stared at the empty space where the man had so abruptly vacated.
"That man has the attention span of a gnat…" He muttered to himself.
Rose was following Sebastian, who was carrying a tray with a tea set and two crystal glasses filled with perfect chocolate mousse. There was even a strawberry on the top of each.
"-THE TARDIS!"
Rose heard the yell and automatically set of at a run towards it. Sebastian raised his eyebrows in surprise for a moment, before he regained his composure and set off at a run too. He had to make sure his master was safe. As Rose reached a cross-path in the corridor a brown blur went past. The Doctor stopped, backtracked, grabbed her hand then raced away again.
"We left the TARDIS open!" He yelled to Rose his voice full of distress.
"So where is it?" She replied.
"Dunno!" The Doctor yelled.
Turning to her he lowered his voice and said, "What were you doing back there anyway?"
"I was talkin' to the butler, Sebastian." She said as they both slowed from a run to a brisk walk.
The Doctor stopped, his face deadly serious. "I thought I said not to go near him."
"You said you don't trust him." Rose said raising her eyebrows.
"Isn't that the same thing?" He started walking again. "There's something very wrong about that man."
"Sure, sure. But how are we gonna find the TARDIS if we don't know where to look?" Rose asked.
"The sonic screwdriver." The Doctor replied, his voice becoming happier and more energetic.
He pulled the device out of his jacket pocket and began to fiddle with it as he walked. "I can get it to tune into the Drashig tracking device because it's a bit sonic too. It should still be in the TARDIS, so we'll actually be tracking it."
"That's very… Spock." The girl said with a smile. "Come on then, let's go find the TARDIS."
The sonic screwdriver beeped and the light at the tip glowed faintly.
"Ah!" The Doctor said with enthusiasm. "Here we go."
The man twisted his screwdriver, paying close attention to the blue light. It beeped again. The light on the tip became brighter.
"This way!" He shouted happily running in the direction it was pointing when it beeped.
"Is that it?" Rose asked in disbelief as she ran after him. "I thought it would be more high tech!"
"Nope, that's it! Simple, eh?" His voice was brimming with cheerfulness.
(Phantomhive Manor, the study)
Ciel drummed his fingers on his desk. He was considering his options. He really shouldn't let that man get away. This so-called doctor seemed to know what was happening, and Ciel would be foolish to let him just run away like that.
"Sebastian, follow him. And don't let harm come to him, he might be useful to me."
"Yes my lord." The demon bowed somewhat stiffly, hand to his heart.
Is it just me, or is Sebastian acting slightly… unusual? Ciel thought, noting how the butler's voice was hard and almost sullen. He had even closed the door with just a bit more force than was necessary. And it really wasn't Sebastian to lose his composure for more than a moment.
This normally wouldn't bother Ciel in the slightest. In fact he would usually gain some quiet joy of seeing his perfect butler acting less than perfect for once. However since this was coupled with a difficult case, that strange doctor and his rude companion, it made the boy uncharacteristically uneasy.
"I may be getting in over my head."
A/N: Well, the issue was resolved (like all my fanfic issues), thanks to nzotaku.
I have to say, I'm rather surprised though. I seem to be getting a fair number of favourites and stuff. I didn't know there were that many fanfic-reading Kuroshitsuji and Doctor who fans out there. It is convincing me to keep at it. Oh, and chapter 5 is ages away, sorry. Like, at least a week, since I have barely started it.
I do hope you all enjoy this. =)
Oh, and reviews will get you a cyber cupcake!
