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Chapter 6

"Ugh, how do women wear this? It's so bloody heavy." Ciel complained as he steps out of the carriage. He was wearing a pink ball gown adorned with white frills and several bows. His long wig was put up into pigtails and the bangs covered his contract mark. He felt like the corset was slowly but surely cutting of his circulation. In all honesty he just wanted to finish this ordeal as quickly as possible. Ciel turned to scowl at his two servants as they came up behind him; they looked amused. Just like he had thought. Alice had her arm comfortably linked with the butler's and she looked a little too satisfied for the young lord's liking. 'She's loving this.' He grumbled in his thoughts annoyed by the current circumstance.

"How do you find the dress? Comfortable isn't it, My Lady~" The witch didn't even bother hiding her mirth as she taunted her master. She stood elegantly in her long dark purple ball gown. A suitable turquoise fan hung from her wrist and short black gloves adorned her hands. All in all, Ciel thought that her outfit didn't appear nearly as heavy as his. 'Unfair…' He glared at his head maid.

"You are so adorable! Just look at you!" Madam Red interrupted the conversation before the young earl could answer. He went red with embarrassment when she embraced him tightly. Sputtering something neither demon nor witch could understand, as the woman continued to fawn over her nephew.

"Why do I have to dress like this?!" The young earl squirmed in her embrace.

"Well, I have always wanted a niece, dearest." She cooed the boy before her expression sobers. "And you wouldn't want people recognizing you, now would you? It would only hinder your goal."

The little 'lady' sighed. Madam Red was right; the security at this ball was tight and according to her gossip the viscount favored his women, no matter what age. "I still don't see why Alice couldn't be the bait." The complaint made the witch snigger. She could have very well been. Alyssia had much more patience for such things than him, although there was the high possibility of the viscount ending in the Thames if he would let her be bait.

"Ciel, my dear, she will be acting as Sebastian's fiancée." The Madame explained as Alyssia mockingly winked at the boy and cooed her 'fiancé'. "You will be my niece from out of town and Sebastian is your tutor who came along to chaperone. Meanwhile Lau will play my lover and Grell, well, he will be Grell." Said butler deflated at his mistress's words. The roles weren't all too different from their usual characters, so they wouldn't have to worry about not acting appropriately.

"You did say 'whatever it takes', my lord." Sebastian quipped, highly amused by his young master's constant complaints.

The earl narrowed his eyes at the gleaming demon. "Let's just finish this quickly."

When they entered the ballroom the group split into two to cover more ground. Madam Red, Grell and Lau would go to one side of the room and mingle amongst the crowd whilst looking for Viscount Druitt. Ciel, Alyssia and Sebastian would walk around and try to catch the man's attention. They certainly attracted some. Many men turned to catch a glimpse of the witch, while just as many women turned to stare at the demon. They could practically feel the lust and adoration coming off the people. "You two attract too much attention. Tone it down." Their cross-dressing lord complained making them smirk. They knew quite well the effect they could have on people. After all, one doesn't call a demon alluring or a witch bewitching for no reason. "I just hope Lizzy isn't here. If she were to see me like this…" The little lady sighed frustrated.

"Yes, that would be quite the predicament." The butler appeased.

"Really? I believe she would find it adorable." Alyssia's comment earned her a glare from the young lord. "But I agree it would be problematic." She smiled innocently.

"Oh my, that dress is so lovely!"

The three of them stopped in their tracks. Ciel turned to his servants in shock and dread. "I think the corset is too tight, I'm beginning to hear things."

"Oh you! That pink dress is lovely!"

Gulping the boy cautiously turned his head in the direction of the shout, before quickly snapping it back to his servants. "Se-se-se-bastian."

"Young mas- mistress…calm down." Alyssia almost laughed as Sebastian stuttered. "Please come this way." The butler pulled the two of them behind a table and out of the young blonde's view.

"What now?" Ciel looked horrified. "If Lizzy sees me, she will recognize me immediately."

"Then everyone will see the head of Phantomhive dressed as a girl." The maid mused looking at the butler with mirth.

"The household's reputation would be ruined." He smirked at the witch as they watched the young lord pale.

"For generations." Alyssia added a theatric sigh to her comment. By then the little lord looked as white as a sheet of paper. Both servants sniggered quietly. If an opportunity to mock the young lord presented itself, the two would definitely take it, but never too much. They were his servants after all.

"Oh my, is that the Viscount?" "He's so gorgeous!" "Just look at his hair…"

The three of them perked up at the mention of their target. They looked across the room to find a man dressed in a fancy white suit with platinum blonde hair. "That's the viscount?" Ciel asked incredulously. "What's so special?" He turned to look at the only woman in their little group wondering if she may understand.

Alyssia pursed her lips looking at the man. "Not my type." She dismissed with a shrug earning two curious looks. It was true; she liked the dark and mysterious type of man or the young and innocent looking when she felt a little – manipulative. Music began to play before anything else could be said.

"What now? We can't very well walk through a dancing crowd." The boy frowned.

"Leave it to me, my lord." Sebastian grabbed hold of his hand and led the young earl to the dance floor. "If we cannot walk then we will simply cut through like this." The butler took the lead as they waltzed their way through the crowd.

Alyssia POV

I watch as Sebastian lead Ciel to the dance floor with humor. If there was one thing the kid hated then it was dancing. To have to dance with Sebastian at a social event, dressed as a girl no less, would definitely be a huge blow to his ego. 'So amusing…' I snigger quietly to myself.

'Now, onto the Viscount…' I straightened my posture and took a quick subtle look at the surroundings. There were still quite a few people looking my way, which wasn't ideal. There was a job to be done and it would be much easier to do it inconspicuously. Doing what assassins do best, I took a calming breath and reigned in both my aura and presence. Soon the lusty gazes that had previously settled on me lessened and I became an observer instead of the observed. It was a trick I had learned from a friend and it certainly came in handy when privacy was needed. 'I should go visit her sometime…' With a shake of my head I went back on task. Now wasn't the time to reminisce. I scanned the surroundings and quickly took note of Madam Red and Lau. They couldn't have been more obvious. Sitting there surrounded by a group of people and boisterous laughter, one would have to be blind not to notice. They were definitely enjoying themselves to the fullest – but someone was missing. My eyes narrowed. 'Where is Grell?' He should have been there, close to the Madam like a normal butler. My brows furrowed and I looked through the crowds in an effort to find him. Not on the left. Neither was he on the right. I looked to the dance floor. It was unlikely but still a possibility. 'No.' He was nowhere to be seen. 'How curious…' My eyes narrowed with suspicion. That butler behaved too odd for my liking.

Shaking my head I walk away from the table, slinking through the crowd. It wasn't the time to think of that odd butler. I had to find the Viscount. While walking around I peered around the dance floor like any other guest and smirked when catching sight of Ciel and Sebastian, It looked cute. "My, what a gorgeous raven you are." A voice came from behind me.

'Raven? Who-' Turning around I caught sight of the person's white suit and platinum hair. Instantly a fake smile was plastered onto my face. "Viscount Druitt, what a pleasure." It would appear lady luck was on my side today.

"No, my sweet little raven, the pleasure is all mine." He took me by the hand, kissing it without so much as asking for permission. It was annoying and much too forward of him. His action made my fingers twitch – but it went unnoticed. 'I already don't like him…He should learn the word subtlety.' I internally sighed in frustration, hoping to end this quickly. "If you don't mind my asking, why aren't you out there? I am sure my sweet little raven would be a glorious dancer."

'I am not your sweet little anything!' I was seething on the inside, but kept my composure – focusing on the act. "You flatter me." I gave him a shy smile. "I am simply waiting for my fiancé." He twitched. I refrained an eye roll. 'Now, to direct his attention to the little lord.' I mused silently, catching sight of the boys. "He is over there." Gesturing to the two with a gentle smile. "You see, he is currently dancing with his young student."

"I see. His student." The viscount peered at the little lord dressed in pink. The kid seemed to have his attention.

"She is adorable, is she not?" I gently laid my hand onto the viscount's arm and smiled up at him. "She has been meaning to meet with you." 'The hook.'

"Has she?" Druitt seemed to perk up at the prospect and leaned in closer.

"Yes, but I'm afraid she is simply too shy." Giving a slight defeated sigh, I peered up at the man with pleading eyes. 'Line.'

"Then, we will simply have to amend that." Smiling graciously as he answered, I was internally smirking. 'Sinker.' Now all that was left was for the song to end.

3POV

Clapping interrupted Ciel while he tried to catch his breath. Both the butler and master instantly looked at the sound's origin. There came the viscount leading an obviously irritated witch by the arm. In the few minutes it took for the dance to end, the theatric man had kept trying to charm her and it was getting hard to refrain from snapping his neck. She needed an escape. So at the first opportunity she saw, Alyssia latched herself onto Ciel grabbing hold of his shoulders in a sisterly way. The little lord was shocked speechless. "Oh my, look who found me Cecelia." She sent a smile to the Viscount and then turned back to Ciel. "I know you have been dying to meet him."

Before Ciel could say anything the butler decided to interrupt. "We will get some refreshments, young mistress." Sebastian could practically feel her need to escape the man, so he thought it best to intervene. The butler held out his arm to her, waiting to lead her away from her irritation.

Before she took the offered arm, Alyssia leant closer to the little lady to whisper in his ear. "Good luck." The boy shuddered with a sense of foreboding as both his servants left. Somehow he didn't want to be alone, but he turned to their target with a smile. The sooner he finished the sooner he could get out of the dress.

Sebastian POV

I looked at Alyssia from the corner of my eyes. She was still very annoyed, but seemed to breathe a little easier now that we were no longer in the presence of the viscount. While leading her across the ballroom the music had started playing again. People were making their way to dance. Another waltz. 'It would do well to change her mood.' With a smirk I turned to the witch and bowed, offering her my hand. "Would you grant me a dance, my lady?" I looked into her eyes. They often said more than her expression. She seemed to be debating whether or not to agree, and without so much as a word, she took my gloved hand gracefully. 'The viscount must have been quite bothersome, if she won't even respond.' I mused whilst taking the lead. The dance was fluid. She was a good dancer and could easily keep up. We flowed along with the music; our movements were graceful and elegant in every step and turn. 'She truly is a sight to behold…' A smirk adorned my face as I watched her tension drift away and her calm demeanor return. It was so easy.

A dance was something to appreciate. It was a moment to enjoy in the long lives such as ours. Everything else seemed to fade and it was just the dance that mattered. I moved my hands onto the small of her back, tugging her closer to me than was actually proper. Even if it was only for the night, we were to act as like an engaged couple. 'May as well…'

3POV

A grin formed on his lips as he took in her appearance. "You look as enchanting as always." He smirked down at her.

"And here I believed you thought me old." She lifted a mocking brow at the demon and leveled his smirk with her own.

"You will never let that go, will you?" Sebastian let out an exasperated sigh. She was certainly stubborn when she wanted to be. Not that he minded.

"Maybe if you shower me with some more compliments." He couldn't help but chuckle at her response.

So the demon pulled her even closer, earning a soft intake of breath from the woman. He leant down and obliged to her wishes, whispering the words softly against her lips. "Well then – I should say that that black necklace of yours brings out your beautiful slender neck." He watched her take in his every word and how her attention was solely on him. He could get used to that. Sebastian continued, gently sweeping his hand over the small of her back. "And even if this material is of highest quality, it cannot compare to the softness of your skin." He lightly caressed her wrist with his gloved hand. Internally Alyssia rolled her eyes. He couldn't possibly feel her skin beneath his gloves, even as a demon. "Did I mention that this dress suits you wonderfully?" His eyes did a show of scanning her up and down. "It brings out your gorgeous figure." She smirked, 'such superficial compliments.' There wasn't much more to expect from a demon. "Although, I do prefer you without it." His eyes flashed with mirth when she smacked his shoulder. 'He just had to mention that…' She huffed. "Should I keep going?"

"Of course." It was fun watching him grovel.

"Then you should know that I have killed many for less than your stubbornness." He straightened to watch her reaction. Her eyes turned crimson for just a moment, but other than that she didn't seem fazed by his statement. Many would have run by now. Yet she looked satisfied. 'So interesting…' He mused appreciatively.

"I suppose there is no higher compliment than that." Alyssia smirked at the demon. "Though I think we may have to cut this dance short." She moved her gaze to an eager looking Elizabeth whose eyes were fixated on their young master. As much as they wanted to continue their games, there was work to be done.

Meanwhile the little lord was busy entertaining Viscount Druitt. "I must say you are a lovely dancer, just like a robin." The man grinned charmingly at the boy before him.

"Um… I'm happy to have your praise." Ciel was a little flustered. He didn't quite know how to begin. Somehow he had to get the man alone.

As the boy appeared to be lost in thought, the Viscount Druitt took the chance to take his hand and kiss it. The action disgusted the boy. "Are you enjoying yourself?"

"Yes, this ball is wonderful, I'm impressed. However…" Ciel made a small pout adorn his lips. "I've always wanted to speak with you, Viscount." The platinum haired man looked pleasantly surprised, so Ciel continued his act. "I'm already tired of all the dancing and dining." He sighed.

"You are quite the spoiled little robin." Druitt grinned slyly and draped one arm around the boy's waist bringing him closer. "You wish to do more pleasurable things?" Fingers crawled up Ciel's sides making him panic on the inside.

'Endure! I have to endure! It was all for this…the fitting, the walking, etiquette and manners, lessons to seduce. I endured the torture, I have to do this!' The boy tried to encourage himself. "Eer…then the viscount is knowledgeable of these pleasurable things?" The young earl couldn't believe the words that left his mouth. 'Never again.'

"Why of course!" He tilted the boy's head up and was mere inches away. 'Too close! He is much too close!' "If it is you, then your cries would be oh so sweet, my dear robin."

'When this is done I am going to kill this guy!' Ciel seethed internally. 'No, don't lose composure.' "What are these pleasurable things?" He asked with an innocent tilt of his head. His gaze flitted to Elizabeth who was standing on the other side of the room waiting for the music to end. 'Oh no…she's looking this way!' He blanched. If she comes over, everything would fall to ruin. He had to hurry. "I would really like to know."

The Viscount looked at the little lady, thoughtfully tilting his head at the young girl in front of him. "For you, it may still be a little too early."

"I'm already a lady!" Ciel defended and noticed that the song was coming to an end. 'Not good!'

"Will you not tell anyone then?" The viscount inquired.

"Of – of course!" Ciel looked over to where Elizabeth was standing. 'This is it…'

Sebastian and Alyssia were standing in the shadows of the upper level. They had agreed that he was to distract Lady Elizabeth whilst the witch trailed after their young master and suspect. "So what do you plan to do?" She asked the butler while overlooking the dance floor. The little lord was still trying to convince the Viscount and the little lady was almost bouncing with eagerness while her gaze was set on Ciel.

"A simple trick will suffice." At his answer she turned to him with a look of confusion. There he was, standing by an empty wardrobe. Maybe a magic trick? "Don't interfere until we are called." She rolled her eyes. There was no need for him to say it; she wouldn't have interfered either way. She watched the demon peer at their surroundings looking for something.

"What do you need?"

"Something to bind the –" He was interrupted by the jingling of metal. He looked at the witch who was holding out a bundle of chains. "You keep chains in your pocket plane?" The demon gave her an incredulous look. Not even he did that.

"Aren't you glad?" She smirked at him.

The song ended. 'Oh no…' Ciel was internally panicking. 'This is it – nothing to stop Lizzy now…'

"You seem distracted. Is something troubling you my dear robin?" The viscount turned Ciel's head back to him.

"..No, of course not." The color drained off of the young earl's face. 'My life is over!' Any moment now Lizzy would make her way over to him and –

BAM!

Suddenly a masked man lands in the center of the room with a wardrobe at his side. 'Sebastian?!' The young earl was never so glad to have seen the demon. His action had intercepted the young girl's path and gained everyone else's attention.

"We have reached the peak of this evening, so may all of you, ladies and gentlemen, enjoy this magic performance!" Sebastian looked around the crowd and his gaze settled on Lau. "That gentleman over there!" He points to the Chinese. "Care to assist me?"

"Me? Why of course." Lau came over with his ever present nonchalance.

Sebastian addressed the crowd once again. "This is an ordinary wardrobe." He noticed that lady Elizabeth was enchanted by the act, thus the diversion a success. "I will now enter it."

"I don't remember having arranged for a performance." The viscount seemed lost as the act played on.

"Viscount, I am tired of watching these shows. I have already seen so many of them" Ciel did his best to pout and look innocent. "So…" He gazed pleadingly at the man.

"I understand my robin…" Druitt's flashy grin and answer gave the young lord goose bumps, but he resigned himself to follow the viscount nonetheless. Hopefully by tomorrow he could forget all about the events.

Both servants noticed their young master leave successfully. Sebastian's eyes subtly caught Alyssia's gaze. She nodded to him in understanding and left to tail after their little lord whilst the butler continued his misdirection. "After I go in, tie the wardrobe tightly with these chains. And then these swords will be used to–" He did a show of the blades as he continued talking, "pierce the wardrobe." The crowd seemed anxious. "After you do this, I shall come out alive for all to see."

After Sebastian had stepped into the wardrobe Lau proceeded to do as instructed. He tightened the chains, making escape from the confines impossible and took the swords one after the other. "Well~ shall we see what will happen?" The sword in his hand glinted with light as Lau inspected it with a smile. He didn't waste any time; jumping up, instantly stabbing the top of the wardrobe and proceeded to impale the swords one by one at impeccable speed. By the end the wardrobe was nothing short an iron maiden.

The chains loosened and there was an anxious silence in the audience, all quietly asking if the man had survived. The spectators waited. Would the magician come out unscathed? The doors opened, revealing Sebastian alive and well. The crowd burst out in cheers. All caught up in their own amazement. So in the midst of the commotion he slipped away in search of the witch. It didn't take him long to find her standing in the shadows of an empty corridor. Alyssia turned her head to him in recognition. "It would seem they enjoyed your performance." A smirk adorned her face. She could hear the clapping and shouts of excitement all the way from her position. 'It must have been quite the show.' She only wished she could have seen it too.

"What of the young master?" Sebastian questioned her while he handed back the chains. They vanished from his hands without her even acknowledging them.

"Druitt brought him to a room not far from here." She tilted her head in the general direction from which he came. "There the little lord was knocked out by incense and carried here." She motioned to a double door at the end of the corridor.

"He is still unconscious." Alyssia hummed agreeing to his statement. 'The incense did its proper job then.' She mused silently. "You can feel it through the blood bond?" He hadn't known that was possible, so Sebastian was surprised she had agreed.

"No." She gave the demon an incredulous look. Sure, she could easily locate the little earl but to know whether or not he was conscious? A blood contract wasn't that intricate, "but I take your word for it." Her answer made the demon role his eyes.

Ciel awoke to find himself locked in darkness. He could hear murmurs around him and yet he couldn't see anyone. 'Blindfolded.' The conclusion was quick to come to mind. Next he tried to move his arms in an attempt to feel his surroundings. He couldn't. They were bound. The young earl sighed with irritation. He hated to admit it but somehow he came to find himself in these types of situations more and more.

Ciel noticed the murmurs quiet and a man walk close by him. "Welcome! Tonight, we have the most exquisite prizes of all!" It sounded like the viscount. 'So he really is selling people to the black market.' The boy mused unimpressed and began struggling in his binds. It didn't help much in freeing his arms. "Our main prize!" He heard the rustling of fabric. At the same time he was able to remove his blindfold. 'No one ever binds these properly…' He wasn't sure whether to be glad or exasperated at people's idiocy. The young earl could now see the room. It was dimly lit, but he could make out multiple nobles in the crowd. He himself was on a stage within a cage. The viscount stood between him and the audience in a gaudy manner that made the young boy crinkle his nose in disgust. "She, this wonderful robin, has the most beautiful of skin. Her hair is such a dark and rich royal blue!" Druitt twirled in delight. "And! The most shocking of all; she has two colored eyes! One blue and the other – purple!" The audience gasped in surprise. "Let's begin bidding at 2000!"

"2500!"

"3000!"

"4000!"

"5000!"

Ciel rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Sebastian, Alyssia come." In no time all lights vanished from the room and the only sounds were screams and bodies falling.

Alyssia POV

"Incendo" The candles relit within the room, revealing the little earl caught like a hummingbird within a cage. A songbird caught and detained for mere entertainment. 'Not very far from the truth.' I smirked as the demon and I made our way over to the young boy.

"Really…" Sebastian sighed. "Apart from getting caught, you haven't accomplished anything. Do you think that simply because we will come, you can remain clueless?"

"As long as this contract and bond remain, you will come no matter where you are. Correct?" The little lord stared up at us with determination. 'A funny thing to see when he looks so weak right now.' I smiled with delight and let Sebastian do the talking.

"Of course…" He helped Ciel out of the cage, bending the metal bars with ease and releasing the binds with a flick of his finger, "I will follow you wherever you may go, until the very end. Even if I would be ripped to pieces I would not leave your side. I would follow you to the depths of hell." I scoffed quietly. 'Of course you would. Having him in hell would be much more amusing for you.' "I don't lie, unlike those humans."

"That's good." The little lord then turned to me, intent on hearing the same as I hummed in thoughtful amusement.

"Our deal remains, little lord. And it will remain for quite some time more." I looked down at the boy. His life was interesting and I had a feeling it would continue to be so. It will be worth watching. "As long as you wear that ring," I looked to where I knew his ring to be, it hung just around his neck dangling from a necklace right underneath the garments, and smirked, "then I will find you no matter where you may go."

"Even to the depths of hell?" Ciel mused with a mocking brow.

"Yes, frankly so." I chuckled. 'That would pose little problem for me.'

"Good." The little earl seemed genuinely satisfied with our answers. "Only you two will never lie to me."

"Yes, my lord."

3POV

The next morning was business as usual. Both head servants woke their young lord up bright and early, prepared him for the day, served him breakfast and began the day's work. By noon Madam Red and Lau had come by for tea joining the young earl in the drawing room.

Ciel held the newspaper in his hands intent on reading about his success but what he saw on the front page was not what he expected. The young earl's face contorted in disbelieve as he threw the paper down with a loud resounding thud and smacked his hands onto the table. "What's the meaning of this?!"

Confusion prevailed in the two guests as they saw Ciel's outburst. Lau was the first to move. He tilted his head to the paper reading the title aloud.

"Jack the Ripper strikes again."

Thank you for reading this chapter!
And I'm sorry if you had to wait for long. I had a real crabby week…you know the feeling when one bad thing happens, then suddenly it just keeps adding up? For me it somehow always drifts to the month of October. I honestly don't get it.
Trust me though I'm not exaggerating! Last year my grandpa died beginning October, we took care of the funeral and all that and then when finally things seemed to return to normal I had a motorcycle accident on Halloween! I looked like a mummy with all the bandages…

I'll update soon, probably on a Monday again.