Hello! Chapter 10 is here! It's a bit of a fluffy filler but that's ok. My next few chapters will be more exciting, I promise! But this chapter is still cute and sweet, don't deny it!

**Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler or anything associated with it. PS-I only claim my OC Raiyalin Kaptoire.

**Warning: lots of OOC-ness and an OC

**Rated: T-(Supernatural, somewhat dark themes, some violence, mild sensuality, romantical & cutesy)

Chapter 10-That Butler, Torn

Sebastian and Raiya woke up to birds chirping outside the window. His arms were loosely hugging her middle, and her pale hand rested palm up on the creamy pillow. As the pair stirred, the previous night's events came flooding back. Despite the fact that Raiya clearly remembered that she was to be killed by Sebastian, she couldn't help but snuggle deeper into the covers and into the secure crevice of his solid body. Sebastian watched Raiya wake up, little by little. It seemed magical to him how much humans needed sleep. Without it, they were cranky, unsavory, and completely useless. He started to get up when he saw her thin black lashes flutter open, revealing eyes of a bottomless green sea, but she let out a small sound of protest.

"No, Sebastian. Stay." She spoke softly, as if still in a dream. Am I in a dream, she wondered. It didn't seem possible that she had found someone who made her feel so alive. Taking her time, she rolled over to face the demon, who held a steady gaze on her unashamedly.

"So what do we do now?" Raiya asked.

"I-I'm not sure, Raiyalin." This particular phrase was not familiar coming off of Sebastian's tongue. If only there was a way he could free Ciel's soul without harming Raiya! Just wait until he saw that brother of his! Claude was going to pay for this dearly.

"Sebastian, promise me something."

"Yes?" He had a bad feeling about this, but agreed anyway.
"Repeat after me. I, demon Sebastian Michaelis . . ."

"I, Sebastian Michaelis . . . "

"Butler of the Phantomhive household,"

"Butler of Ciel Phantomhive,"

"Hereby swear that I will not kill . . . "

"Hereby vow that I cannot kill . . . "

"Miss Raiyalin Marie Kaptoire."

"the beautiful Lady Raiya." Sebastian hadn't it word for word exactly, but it held the same-maybe greater-meaning. But he knew that what he'd promised was near impossible.

"Amen." She added.

"Amen? But it's not a prayer." Sebastian pointed out.

"I know, " Raiya smiled, "It's stupid, but it's something my mother used to do when I was little. Just tack on 'amen' to anything with any importance whatsoever."

"Well, then. Amen!" Sebastian said. Haha he chuckled to himself, I wonder if God heard that little prayer. "Raiyalin, what happened to your mother?"

"She died when I was twelve. That left me to my father, Earl Kaptoire, but he soon got sick of me so I came to live by myself in peace. I'm still supposed to be looking for a perfect rich husband, though."

"That's a sad and rough situation, my Lady. I hope to express my deepest sorrows."

"There's a portrait of her over on that bureau," Raiya pointed. Sebastian looked. He saw the elegant woman sitting on . . . the floor?

"Did she have an aversion to chairs?" he couldn't help but ask. Raiya laughed. She had a pleasing chiming, full sounding sort of laugh.

"Oh no! I had forgotten about that. She didn't want to be depicted as a boring, stoic woman, so she made a fuss to sit on the floor. The painter was appalled and charged us extra." Raiya smiled at the fond memory.

"She looked like you, you know." Sebastian whispered.

"I know, everyone says that. But she had curly hair, and mine's straight. Personally, I think I look like my dad more."

"Let me guess," Sebastian said, "your father has green eyes."

"Yes, how'd you guess that?" Raiya smiled.

"Just a random, wild guess. But I still think you have more of your mother in you. You have her spirit. You refuse to sit in a chair." Raiya blushed.

"I guess . . . " Is that a good thing? she wondered. As if that black butler could read her mind, he then spoke.

"It's a wonderfully refreshing thing, you know?" He sighed and sat up. His choppy hair was adorably sticking up in twenty different directions. "I have to go, Miss Raiya, but I will come to see you every opportunity I have. That is, if you want." The intensity of his gaze thrilled Raiya. She sat up in bed and moved over towards the mysterious man.

"I'd love you to come back here." She said, low and steady.

"Yes, my Lady." He replied. And with another stolen kiss and a hop out the window, Sebastian was gone.

TBC . . .

A/N:

Yay! So I think I decided on 17 chapters for now . . . but that could always change! The only fate I haven't completely decided on yet is Raiya and Sebastian! Ah!

THANK YOU FOR READING :D