RIGHTO! 7th CHAPTER DONE!
This chap turned longer than expected. And I think I might have gone a little overboard with this one.
ANyway, THANK YOU AGAIN TO ALL WHO REVIEWED! I HOPE YOU REVIEW THIS ONE TOO!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN KUROSHITSUJI BUT I AM NOW CONVINCED THAT I OWN SEAN KURTSON
That Teacher: A Visit
When we entered McDonalds, I asked Sean to go take a seat while I fall in the ridiculously long line to the counter; I mean seriously, there are always so many people in here. I am contemplating whether I should eat or not as well.
Cats weren't allowed inside the restaurant, so before we came here, I rushed Mika to my house leaving a bowl of milk down just in case she gets hungry while I'm gone.
When I finally got to the counter, which was a HUGE relief, I wasted no time in telling the girl Sean's order (Double cheeseburger with large fries, and a coke float) and decided that I'd have an apple pie and a float myself.
I made my way to Sean as soon as I got the orders, dodging all the people.
"I apologize for the wait, the line was unbelievably long tonight" I immediately apologized. As I said a whole lot of times before, Old Habits Die hard. I held myself back before I said 'Young Master' at the end of that sentence.
"It's ok, this place is always crowded. That's the only annoying thing about McDonalds" he explained haughtily before digging in to his meal… which he was eating pretty fast.
"Slow down Kurtson, the food won't go away" I joked. And right on timing, he choked on his fries.
I handed him the drink where he took a huge gulp.
"Right. I'll remember that" he stated, starting to eat slower this time.
I let out an amused hum as I watched him eat, I sense an air of familiarity in this. He still eats with so much grace even when he was trying to force it all down his throat at once. I nearly made me laugh.
"Can you stop staring, it's really unnerving" he stated, even if he wasn't looking at me.
"I apologize" I said, before eating my apple pie at a normal pace. "But I am not to blame, I have not seen my Young Master in centuries… even if you are not really him" I explained reluctantly.
"Why is this guy so special anyway? I mean, I'm sure that you demon's would have had a whole lot of other masters and stuff" he asked, I smiled.
"For one thing, you are aware that I have not consumed The Young Master's soul, for another… I must admit that I have become a little too attached to him. After all, a child forming a contract is rare, and also the fact that he… has totally forgotten how to become a child" I stated.
Sean slowed down considerably, I knew he was interested in what I was saying, but he needn't know whatever happened in his past life. It would be painful for him as well.
He was mindlessly touching his right eye, the eye that still had the contract seal. I frowned; I really didn't think he would still have it after death. I really would not want to have to devour his soul.
"Well, since you seem to be finished, what would you like to do next?" I asked him.
He looked down to see that he had finished his meal and had a thoughtful look on his face.
"I suppose… I should be going home" he said. I nodded.
"Ca… can you walk me there?" he asked meekly, as if shy or… afraid?
"I don't mind… is something wrong?" I asked him, a little worried.
He seemed reluctant, but spoke. "I lied about my dad being home late, I just really don't want to see him. I sort of… escaped from home when you found me…" he trailed off.
I felt bad for the lad.
"Ok then, I shall accompany you. After all, it is my duty to serve you" I said with a smile. "But I do have one question" I said.
"Hmm?"
"Do you trust me that much?" I asked him playfully. It is true that he was my master, and that I would not even think of betraying him, but it is also true that we had just met. So I am a little surprised that he is not so wary of me.
He stared at me for a little while before a serious expression appeared on his face. "Only you would not betray me. Only you would not lie to me. I order you to never leave my side"
I was shocked to say the least. He remembers that?
He gave an amused smile. "Actually I saw that in a dream" he explained "The truth is, I actually feel comfortable around you. And believe me, that's rare"
He stood up and started walking, I followed him.
He was clutching his right eye again. I really have to wonder…
"Se—Kurtson, I am just curious but… how long have you had that seal?" I asked.
He flinched. He hid it well, but I saw it.
He was silent for a while. If he didn't want to talk about it then I won't push him too, after all, I am not one to invade ones privacy.
We were the only ones out now. It was only past nine but the street we were heading to seem deserted.
"Dad said I was born with it" He said breaking the silence. His tone was low and emotionless.
I was silent, but I was listening.
"Mom didn't mind it, but she'd always make me hide it. She was the one who usually puts on the bandages; she would just say that my eye was injured. She would smile at me and say that I didn't have to worry about it. I didn't know what it is actually, but Dad always say's that I was cursed behind my back. Mom would always cry. And then, two years ago… after mom died, my dad was convinced that I was a spawn of the devil, and that my right eye was proof. I believed it too" he continued, and he chuckled darkly.
"And it turned out to be true" he looked at me. A smile on his face, but his eyes were dark.
I felt some sort of guilt. That seal was mine, and I felt guilty that it caused this innocent boy pain.
"Are you angry at me? If you wish it then I could take punishment" I told him.
He then gave out a chuckle.
"No thanks. Plus, I don't think any punishments that I could think of would have any effect on you though"
He had a point I must say.
"Besides, I already accepted that fact and my fate. And my Dad hates me already so… what could you do?" he just kept on moving forward.
I stared at him. Then I gave out a smile.
"Then at least let me serve you" I offered.
He turned around to look at me, he was walking backwards now.
"My seal sort of caused you trouble so at least let me perform my end of the bargain. I promised I would serve you until the time I could consume your soul, and I will continue to do so. It is my duty as a butler to serve my master and that would not change no matter how many centuries pass, especially since you still have the contract seal. You may order me to do anything you wish" I explained.
"… Until you can eat my soul?" he asked.
I twitched.
His tone was so casual, actually, it was bordering playful.
"Maybe, maybe not. Depends whether I want to or not" I replied, sweatdroping.
He smirked. "Oh well. Speaking of which, it's ok to call me Sean you know… And I guess that you can call me Young Master when no one's around too"
I smiled. "Yes, My Lord"
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I saw a mansion in the distance; it was fairly big actually, around the size of the old Phantomhive Manor but nowhere near as good. Sean saw it too, and it seems that his steps turned more reluctant as we got closer.
When we finally made it to the front gates, Sean was visible shaking.
I felt anger rush through me. What kind of father is he to make this child so scared?
Sean rang the doorbell and a woman's voice was heard over the intercom.
"Hello, Who is it?" she asked. I guessed that she's a maid of this mansion.
"I-It's me…" Sean answered, his voice was very soft, like he really didn't want to talk at all.
"Young Master!" the woman at the other end exclaimed as she hurriedly spoke to the others to open the gates and let him in. I knew I would like this woman from her demanding tone.
The gates opened and Sean began to walk forward, I guess he sensed I was not following so he turned around to look at me.
He need not speak, his expression told me all.
My expression hardened as I followed him closed behind.
When we finally got to the door, a maid immediately opened it. She seemed to be in her mid 50's with gray hair and wrinkles.
"Young Master! Where in the world have you been? You suddenly disappeared in the middle of the meeting! The Master is furious and he wishes for your presence" she said hurriedly. That was when she seemed to have noticed me.
She scrutinized me a bit before giving a curtsy.
"And who might you be Dear Sir?" she asked politely.
"Sebastian Michaelis" I gave a bow "I am Sean's Teacher"
A look of shock crossed her face. "O-oh! U-uhm, is there anything the matter sir? We certainly didn't expect you. Is there something wrong with the Young Master's performance at school?" she stuttered out, clearly nervous.
I smiled; fake of course, but only experts would know that. "Oh no, nothing at all ma'am. I was just out for a walk today when I bumped into your Young Master. I decided that since it is pretty dangerous for a boy his age to walk around on his own at this time of night, I accompanied him home" I explained.
"I see. Well thank you very much for bringing him Mr. Michaelis. The Young Master can be such a pain sometimes" she said. My smile became a little more forced.
It is not very wise for a maid to speak badly of her Master. I really did not like this woman, and I am now sure that I will not like Sean's father one bit either.
The maid looked at me expectantly, I know what she wants.
"Well, I suppose that maybe I should…" I took off as I saw Sean's expression once again.
It was of complete hopelessness yet cold at the same time. But I knew those eyes, he was asking me not to leave.
I smiled to myself.
"Madam, I am not being rude, but is it not tradition for you to invite a guest for a cup of tea? I suppose I also do have to say a few words to Mr. Kurtson" I announced. It was true though, it is a tradition in England for people to invite their guests to tea, and it would be rude otherwise.
I saw Sean's face immediately brighten, but he forced it down to an indifferent expression. I held back a chuckle.
The maid's smile became even more strained. "Yes, of course, where are my manners. My name is Cecil and I am the head maid of this household. And if you would please follow me, I would go put on some tea. I shall inform the Master of your presence" she said before walking off.
She led us to what looked like the living room and left us after telling… me, actually, to take a seat.
Sean plopped down on the sofa and I sat down beside him.
"Thank you… for not leaving…" he said awkwardly.
"You seem to be afraid of something" I decided to tell him.
He tensed up.
"Please don't tell anyone but… I really don't like my Father" he said in a really faint voice.
"I understand" I said.
And at that moment, a man that looked no older than 30 entered the room.
He was wearing formal attire; he must've just been too busy to change. I concluded he was his father, but Sean must've gotten his appearance from his mother.
And as soon as the man was in full sight, I understood exactly why Sean was afraid of him.
He was nearly the splitting image of the person that killed the Young Master's parents. A face and expression similar to Ash.
