Ringing through out the bare room snapped eyes up to the railing, there was no doubt in the members minds that someone had caught them in the act. "We'll eliminate the pests." With that the room broke out into chaos, the hooded and masked flew from the room in every direction to catch the pests, hoping they'd corner it. Hoods of black hid their identity, letting them fly into the night like flies finding a new meal to spit on. "Look in every dark corner in my manor, I want to give the sweet little rodents a kiss goodbye myself." Laughed a low voice.

Sebastian had sprung into action, pulling his young master to his chest and pushing them into a door, spinning to hit the back of a wall down the corridor. He turned the earl to face him and explained, "We should go downstairs as they will be coming up here soon, trying to head back to the party might be beneficial." Speeding across words he noticed Miss Levitt didn't follow them, he'd piece that together later. "My lord?" He needed an answer quickly, the clock wouldn't slow down for them. "You moved too fast for my liking." Holding in a laugh, Sebastian had forgotten that his young master was indeed a human, an arrogant human at that. But his soul never disappointed him, the blue glow was more than magnificent. It was like looking at a billion tiny stars, blues swirling in-"Come Sebastian." His young master released him from his imagination and ran down the corridor.

They fled downstairs ending up at a door that held the garden, moonlight smiled on Ciel's face as he crossed his arms tightly. "What did you find?" He stated, waiting for his servants report. "Nothing from the outside. I only heard that they're a 'charity' that is funded to help the poor. It's held together by approximately 60 families, most being lower class that have been promised help. Select few are of higher class and large businesses that control the 'charity'. They apparently have meetings every full moon where money is exchanged." Nodding, Ciel moved his eyes to gaze to the floor. His hand touched his chin in deep thought. "Well it's safe to say this 'charity need's to be investigated further since there's still much we don't know." His words loud and clear gave Sebastian the order. "Sebastian, our next move is to be planned. I suggest we-"

A gloved hand confined his mouth from sound as he was swept off his feet and moved into a nearby bedroom. The room was dim; a huge bed was spotted with a chest of draws standing either side. By the side of the room stood a long, narrow table with cloth carelessly hanging down the ends. At this moment, Ciel's eyes had adjusted to the unlighted room and had apprehension about the position he was placed in. Sebastian's body loomed over him like a shadow as Ciel's back pressed against the door. Fire took over him, his eye brows frowned furiously as he took a deep heated breath out. Staring daggers into his butlers face, Ciel ripped his hand off of him and grasped it outraged. "Sebastian, don't ever do that again!" He command in a hushed voice, even the bodies outside the door searching aimlessly for them couldn't calm his storm. "Yes, my Lord." That damned demon smirked to his young master, matched with a devilish grin.

Without time to ponder, two hooded figures smashed the door in and entered. They looked around the sunless bedroom. Thankfully the demon knew what he was doing, he had lunched from the door and hid under the narrow table. Unthankfully, that left his young master the place under him. Cramped under a table was displeasing but his eye's remained open containing utter shock. Lips slammed onto his, hands clasping the young lords face to keep him still. Once shock left, he felt a burning sensation in the back of his throat. Struggling to pay attention to one thing his eyes flicked to Sebastian's face as the sound of his heart beating rapidly filled his head. Calm face, eyes closed. Almost a peaceful look about his butler; this didn't sooth him.

Then he remembered. I need to breathe! Unfortunately, figures were still there but he was getting increasingly desperate for air. Eyes began to water. Vision went cloudy. His body trembled as his hands pushed against the demon's chest. Attempts to breathe were proving failures which compelled him to lift his head from the floor, pull at Sebastian's waist coat and kiss back, although his mind protested. Red eyes opened slowly, scanning the young lords face. Blue pleaded with him to let him go as the burning boarded on unbearable. Gently, gloved hands stroked the sides of the young lords face, keeping him quiet. Moments later he was released and gasped for air.

"Get…Off…"Ciel panted. Easily, Sebastian got out from under the table and stood up. Ciel followed and quickly shot up. Wood stabbed into his skull and sent his head back down, crashing onto the floor. The demon knelt down and helped him up. As soon as he was firmly on the ground, he put as much distance between him and his butler as possible. Not wanting to lock eyes, he kept his gaze strictly toward the exit. Tension could be felt between them for miles, "were you trying to suffocate me?" He bitterly asked, flustered at the whole situation. "No, my Lord. You told me not to cover your mouth with my hand; I had to improvise." Ciel sneered at that remark and leaned against the door, going back to crossing his arms. "How is it you keep finding new ways to irritate me?" He laughed, trying to remove the embarrassment that had leaked onto his face.