That Butler, Midnight Romp

Setting: Downtown London, behind the Elizabethan Theater

Time: 14:40 pm

Occupants: Well forget the damn introductions…you should know who these people are by now. Ha hah

Whereabouts: Contessa is roaming the streets of Downtown London alone towards the designated rendezvous point. Meanwhile, Ciel and Sebastian are still at the townhouse study still discussing the whereabouts of his maid (songbird). While everyone else is tending to the house duties including the very upset Maylene (Meirin) Which one is correct?

Story: Soon after receiving that message from code name 'S', Contessa decides to leave the Phantomhive household immediately to go meet this person. Back at the townhouse, After disciplining his manservant, the young Earl being highly upset with him for not following his orders. Instructs him to go after her. Before Sebastian could comply, another surprise visitor comes up with a proposal that the young boy could not refuse.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji nor the characters, except for my main character and other minor characters

Warning Rated M: coarse language, strong sexual situations, nudity and more violence. Reader's discretion is advised

Chapter X

The Songbird and the Muse

The Time is now 14:47 pm, and we've locate the missing Phantomhive maid clutching to her shawl closely. Contessa hurried along the dusty streets of Downtown London towards the designated place.

Not knowing where she is exactly, the young woman hadn't fully familiarized herself with Downtown London streets yet. Trying not to cause self panic, she stopped to dig around in her apron pocket to look for the address.

Upon doing so, she felt nothing inside her pocket. "Where could it have gone too?" she murmured to herself with utter confusion. Thinking clearly she recalled the little incident earlier with that butler...

"Oooh! That damn Sebastian! He must have taken it while he was distracting me!" she thought to herself in a panicked while pacing back and forth, just slightly gnawing on her thumb. "Haa... Shit what do I do now? Perhaps asking for directions wouldn't hurt."

Still gnawing on her thumb nervously, Contessa searched around for a kind and friendly face to talk too. Once spotted, she sees a lowly ol' swarthy skinned woman across the street; just standing idly by a flower cart admiring the red roses.

Without waiting for a clear opening in traffic, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes, Contessa foolishly darts out into the middle of the street. Upon doing so a rushing carriage driver spots her just in time to careen out of the way.

Shaking his fist angrily in the air at her..."Hey you stupid woman! Watch where your going dammit!" shouted the angry driver rounding another corner out of sight.

Contessa stood there frozen in shock and abruptly snapped out her frightful daze realizing that she was still in the way of traffic. So with that she quickly dashed towards the old woman.

Upon reaching the ol' woman, Contessa lightly tapped her shoulder and began to speak softly. "Umm e-excuse me ma'am... would you be so kind to-" before finishing her sentence she was cut off immediately. "Come this way." abruptly announced the old woman grabbing hold of the young woman's hand tightly.

"H-Hey! Wait!…Where are you taking me?" cried Contessa trying to pull her hand away.

"Be quiet and just follow me…" replied the old woman leading her down a dark back alley way passing by vagrants and prostitutes. It was very dingy with sewer rats and flies frolicking in the garbage. Contessa grimaced to the disgusting sight of it all; feeling the sickness of home, she was beginning to miss the Phantomhive residence.

Steadily rushing along the darken alley, both women came to an abrupt halt. Standing before them was an large half circled white building with a steal grey door that said "Exit". Perplexed, she looked at the swarthy old woman who in turned only side glanced her.

"Wait here…"

"But!" yelled Contessa after her. Without saying another word she watched the old woman slip into another door and disappear inside the building. Worried, she thought this was a mistake of coming out here to meet with this 'S' person.

She stood there gnawing on her nails contemplating to go back towards the Phantomhive town home. But with the blow up with Maylene, how could she show her face around.

"Goodness, I have no choice…I don't know my way back the town house and that creepy ol woman didn't say a word to me. Hell she just dragged me here for no reason!" she thought to herself in irritation. "Damn that Sebastian for taking my note from me. If wasn't for him...I-I've wouldn't be in this mess!"

Contessa stomped her heels down in frustration, no matter she has already made her choice to walk away. However she remembered that warning from last night, in her frenzy to leave that afternoon she'd forgotten that 'he' was still out there. Waiting for everything to settle down and then strike without warning.

Speaking to herself out loud Contessa paced again back and forth very nervously. "Damn where is that ol hag! I don't want to be out here for long knowing that evil man is loose."

A few minutes later, the old woman opened the door that said "Exit". She didn't say much as she motioned for the young woman to follow her inside. While inside, Contessa observed the corridor, align the walls were posters of past performances and other fliers of singers and stage plays. Now turning to her right there were a flight of steps that lead down to another area.

Arriving to a single lone door, the old woman opened the door with a simple key. "Hurry inside quickly…" Contessa swallowed hard down in her throat and nodded as she complied with the order.

"Sit…"announced the old woman, pointing towards the small pastel pink cushioned vanity chair.

Doing as she was told, the young woman sat down in a vanity chair. Contessa's doe eyes glossed over the brick room, it didn't have much in it but only a Chinese folding screen, one large lounge chair, a large vanity mirror and one single window that looked outwards to the street.

Folding her arms in authority, the ol' woman stood before the worried and confused young umber skinned woman, she then began to speak...

"So, tell me young miss…what where doing in the middle of the street? Where you looking for someone in particular?"

"Well…in fact I was looking for a place, but instead I got lost…Hey! Wait a minute... What's your damn problem? Why did you drag me here and how did you know I was searching for someone!" she shouted in rile.

The old woman was taken back by her anger, chuckling in amusement, she quietly answers. "Shh, young lady do you have to be obnoxiously loud? From where I stand, I can hear you quite clear. Geeze kids these days."

Contessa folded her arms while fuming from being scolded, it seems lately the theme for her was to scold her for anything and EVERYTHING she says or does. Sighing unevenly she replies.

"Haa...I-I'm sorry ma'am."

"Ah that's better...Anyhow, I know that look anywhere when a person is searching for someone or something. Moreover, what is this place that your inquiring about?"

"Uh place? Well I was, I was searching for The Elizabethan Theater…Uhm, I was told to meet this 'S' person here at 3:30pm." staring at the wall clock, the old woman smiled as she answered her.

"Ah, I see…well young miss you're in luck, this is the said Elizabethan Theater." said the old woman now waltzing behind the Chinese folding screen.

Still talking to her, the old woman continues..."However, are you aware that someone very close to you sent that letter?" said the ol' woman as she took off her powered wig and placed it on top of the screen.

Curious...Contessa watched her carefully as the old woman took off her...uh...body and face? "What in the world is going on?" she wondered with confusion of fright in her eyes. "Uh...well I-I...umm I don't understand."

"Ah hah hah... My your funny! And you still don't know who this 'S' person…haven't you figured it out already…Te'ssa." Contessa's doe eyes widen as her heart sank when she heard the ol woman's voice change into a more softer lighter younger tone.

Sauntering out was a woman who looked almost looked exactly like her, except for two distinct feature on her umber skinned face. A small beauty mark on the left side of her mouth and lighter brown doe eyes.

"W-what...S-Selita!"

Contessa and Selita are identical twin sisters of a very different persuasion. Contessa the younger twin, is a reserve, saucy and sometimes a nervous wreck, but jovial young lady. Who enjoys her time being outside and doing things for others.

However Selita, the elder twin of the two is a very out-going, sensual, selfish, sporadic trickster and rather scatter brained young woman. Who in turn doesn't like animals nor does she like cats, but she does enjoy the company of men and the spotlight.

Ever since they were little, Selita and Contessa have shared similar interest such as singing, boys and swimming. Although being close to each other the sisters made promises to stay in close contact and to NEVER forget each other if one of them parts.

However, Selita always concerned herself of becoming the first umber skinned woman to perform all over the world. While her sister Contessa wanted to become an anthropologist and to expand her own personal horizons.

However our parents on the other hand; wanted us both to stay on the sugar cane farm and settle down with some nice local men from the near by farms.

One day our mother beckoned for us into the kitchen to learn the basics of providing for a husband. Since we're both from a small farming community, it's only natural that women of such farming families learn how to take care of hard working men.

Upon hearing this, reluctantly Selita did learn the domesticated ways of a wife just like Contessa. However, she rarely had such interest in becoming some deplorable farmer's wife, she had dreams...big dreams.

That all changed two years ago...One warm spring day, she met this Frenchmen named Anatole Lisle; who had heard her sing down by the local swimming hole.

Upon watching Selita, he was intrigued by her unique voice and look, it was like nothing he heard of nor seen before. Mister Lisle was a man who has a taste of anything foreign and exciting.

He would travel all around the West Indies and South Caribbean seas searching and collecting anything that would fulfill his desires.

While staying a month in town he was told by the colonized Europeans. That the freed slaves were using some type of voodoo magic in their songs to entrap unsuspecting visitors and local colonialist. Laughing to their nonsense, he told them that he didn't believe in folk tales and if was true he would use them in one of his shows.

Unbeknown to her what his true intentions were, he offered her a proposal to come to France and perform in a upcoming new burlesques show. At first Selita refused his offer, she didn't trust some strange white man to take her anywhere.

Mister Lisle told her that his production company was interested in looking for a different kind of talent. Delighted by this news, Selita agreed to go…but chagrined by the fact that father will not be joyous to this offer.

She told Mister Lisle that she'll try to convince her father to let her go, but if that doesn't work she'll to go collect her things without his permission.

When Selita told father that she was leaving to pursue her dream, at first he just laughed and smugly replied "Hah hah...Nobody gonna see you dancin and carrying on like a fool and if they do you gonna be locked up like a cage dog. You best bet is to stay on the farm, where you belong. Cus you aint goin no damn where!"

With tears in her eyes, Selita yelled back at him that she was tired of being here and not doing what she pleased freely. She didn't care to be married off to some random fool on this island nor did she care to be stuck with the likes of him.

Father instantly became furious with her, grabbing ahold of her arms, he shook her roughly as he shouted at her to obey him. When she refused to comply with him, out of nowhere my father back-handed my sister causing her to fall onto the floor hard.

Still angry with her, my father toward over her limp body screaming at the top of his might for her to get up and to receive more of a beating. Luckily our brother Thomas was near by when he heard the commotion, approached the doorway and ran over to stop father from hitting her again.

Upon doing so, Thomas had little trouble restraining him. He turned my father around to face him, the look inside of his eyes were of anger and control. My brother knew that Selita came to him one day and spoke with him about her dreams and intentions.

At first, Thomas objected to her leaving the family behind to pursue her dreams, but realized that she was too stubborn to listen.

"Father please no more, What ever Selita told you. She has made her decision not to be here on the farm with us. Although I don't like the fact she made her intentions clear, there is nothing you could do about it. You no longer have control over her destiny." Lowering his head down in defeat, father stopped moving and mumbled something inaudible to himself.

Abruptly snatching his hands away from my brother, father yelled after her..."If things go wrong girl, don'tcha show you face here! You hear me!" he said as shook his fist at her. Upon hearing that threat, Selita got up and ran away from his sight.

Soon after that Selita packed her bags and took her leave from the farm, while I stayed behind. I've became resentful after she'd left for France with that man! Why would she be this selfish?

That promise we've made to each other, THAT VERY same PROMISE TO NEVER FORGET EACH OTHER. Felt like a joke, a cruel joke. Just thinking about it upset Contessa greatly, at the same time she wanted to embrace her and to brutally slap the shit of her. But there was no use to try it now, for the moment she was just pleased to see her sister once more.

"So why are you here Selita and how did you know it was me?" asked Contessa in a puzzled manner. Walking away from her sister, Selita opens a hidden door behind the folding screen, inside there was a water closet. Running the tap she, answers her.

"Ha ha Te'ssa, I've recognized that stupid lost look you do when in a panic. And that you had grandmother Sophie's handmade shawl with you. Anybody who knows you can spot you easily. Anyhow you should know…I'm here on tour for awhile. And besides I was recently contacted by Roman Magee."

Perplexed, Contessa's eyes darted back her sister in bewilderment. She had no clue that her sister was in London, and what did she mean she was recently contacted by Lord Magee? Doesn't she realize that he is-

"Selita…there is something you must know about Lord Magee."

"What about him?" She asked puzzled while slowly splashing her face with warm water in a bowl.

Watching her still, Selita waltz over to the vanity to pick up another wash cloth to dry her face.

"Well…" pausing for a second Contessa again looked towards her sister. "Lord Magee was murder two months ago."

Selita became deathly silent when her sister broke the news to her. But tried to brush it off as if she was joking. "Te'ssa that wasn't very funny. H-how can Roman be dead? When he clearly sent me this letter." she replied while turning towards her with the letter in hand.

But Contessa wasn't joking, the look on her face told her that she was telling the truth. And being the twins that they are the emotional bond never goes away. Which means that...

Devastation hit her like a ton of bricks as she dropped her powder brush in shock. Quickly kneeling to pick it up, Contessa waltzed over to her side. "S-Selita? Are you alright?"

"Who-who... killed him Te'ssa…? Do you know who did it?"

"Yes…"

"Well tell me who…"

"It was by the hands of Jonfrit Barns butler, Malakhi De'Gray."

When Selita heard that name, she slammed down her fist in utter anger. "That bastard! I knew it he was no good when I first met him." Contessa's dusky brow arose slightly, what did her sister mean by that. Has Selita been here before with Barns?

Meanwhile in Ciel Study...

*SLAP* Sebastian I told you to keep watch over her no matter what! Explain yourself to why you didn't want to follow that order!" screamed Ciel in anger.

Reeling from the slap; the dark butler returned his direct gaze towards his master and calmly replies..." Young Master you ONLY ordered me to keep watch over her, not to follow her. Maybe you should be more clear on your orders. Besides there was no reason to resort to physical abuse, I know exactly where she had went too."

"Tch, are you talking back to me?" he declared while folding his arms in authority.

"Not at all, I'm only stating your mistake of action. However I do have that letter addressed to her." Sebastian calmly takes out the letter from his tailcoat pocket, then hands it over to his fuming young master.

Snatching it from him, Ciel reads it aloud to himself:

"Miss Contessa Charles please meet me behind the Elizabethan Theater at 3:30pm"

Signed,

'S'

Glancing down at his desk clock, Ciel notices that it was past the meet time. "Well… what are you just standing there for? Go find her imme-" before he could finish, there was a knock at the door, then a familiar face poked inside the study's entryway.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you young master, but a Mister Lau is here to see you." announced Tanaka now fully stepping into the room.

Coolly entering in the room, Lau announced his position to the young boy. "Earl, I'm sorry but I wanted to-"

Maneuvering around his butler, Ciel abruptly cuts him off with his ring hand…"Not right now Lau, I have something important to do-"

"Ah, but Earl…You will be most interested in what I've got to tell you."

Ciel stopped short, cocking an dull grayish-blue eyebrow in curiosity, then he smoothly answers; "Oh and what would that be?"

"If it's that umber skinned maid that your looking for? I know exactly were she is-"

Both Ciel and Sebastian side-eye each other in unison, maybe this time the shady Chinaman actually knew what he was talking about.

"And so do I-I was on my out to the theater to speak to Madam Godeaux about her, the way my songbird was going about yesterday had me thinking."

"Oh, excellent I'll tag along with you Earl...Madam Godeaux is expecting me."

"Alright accompany me to the theater, I want to see how this plays out." replies the young boy with amused smugness on his tiny face. While inside the carriage Lau and Ciel talked amongst themselves. Sebastian listlessly gazes outside the window.

The sly butler knew that he could have followed Contessa, his lovely umber skinned songbird that he enjoys to play with. But soon realized that his top priority was to stay by his young master's side until his 'job' was complete.

However, still thinking about the light sensual teasing with her earlier made him somewhat aroused. Silently crossing his legs in after-thought he smirked a little by the fact she was turned on by him.

Although he was simply doing a little snooping around in her apron; because he knew that she was keeping something from him. Still smirking to himself, Sebastian thought about how he'd enraptured her body close to his.

He couldn't help but to enjoy that smell of her sweet essence of her fragrance. His senses aroused in slight pleasure to her spiciness, not that he wanted to admit it, that an two hours ago 'his libido' gotten the best of him.

Moreover, these things do not happen to a great gluttonous demon as he. Usually he'd brushed this shit off because it wasn't truly part of his aesthetics. But now that 'Peak Season' is approaching soon, it has gotten his full attention with that female human.

Not to disclose much of last night's romp, Sebastian liked the fact that she was so vulnerable and very uninhibited with that weakness she gave off.

Licking his lips slightly hungrily, he remembered the taste of her nipples and tongue, the suppleness of her ass when he gently squeezed it, her hushed moaning to the reaction of his teasing touches...the feel of her sweet we-

Just barely glancing at him, Ciel noticed that his butler's attention was elsewhere. Usually he would have jumped into the conversation. But something was off, he didn't like his manservant to ignore him.

"Sebastian..."

Snapping out of his thoughts he answers him, "Yes young master, is there something you want to say?''

Hesitating for a bit, Ciel squares his lone azure orb towards him in suspicion. "No, I'll talk you about it later..." Sebastian smirked a little towards him, but then returned his attention back to gaze outside the carriage window.

Relaxed down into his seat, the young lord thought about his butler's slight odd behavior today. When Ciel slapped him, usually Sebastian would catch his ring hand from contacting with his face. In fact he was actually too calm about it. He had a feeling that something was going on with that demon of his, but what?

Arriving to the theater, since Lau was a regular attendee of the Elizabethan Theater and doing personal business for the production manger, Frances S. Weeks. Since he was a personal client of Kun Ron he'd received all kinds of invites to all sorts of musicals and plays. Ciel on the other hand rarely frequents these things because he had other important matters to attend too.

Since it was too early for showtime, (performance starts 19:00=7pm) Lau led the young Earl and manservant into the side of the building, before venturing inside the butler noticed a faint familiar scent.

Looking around, his ruby-reds pin pointed an dark alley across the street.

"Young master, someone is here...watching us."

Stopping in his tracks, the young boy replies in a whisper. "Is it him..."

"Yes, but he's just watching us...steadily...what are your orders master? Should I pursue and kill him."

"No, let him stay there and watch...I want to know what his next move is. Come Sebastian."

Grinning to himself Sebastian replies..."Heh...as you wish, my lord."

Back in Selita's private dressing room...

Contessa knew that her beloved sister was still shocked by the news that Roman Magee's death was done by the hands of Malakhi De'Grey. She can feel the protruding hatred surrounded around her. That same hatred that Contessa felt for that bastard of a man and his conniving snake in the grass master.

Selita quietly gritted her teeth in anger, but then realized that Contessa was watching her closely. Shifting her composer back together Selita calmly replies,

"Te'ssa so how long have you've been in England?"

"I've came here about three months ago with Chancellor Barns, He and father had made an agreement."

Upon hearing this Selita raised an dusky brow in curiosity...what did her sister mean by her father and Barns made an agreement? Not trying to alarm her, she asked sweetly." Te'ssa what type of agreement that was made between father and Barns?"

"Uh... well when Barns came to visit father three months ago, he told him that if I was brought back to London with him. I would be taken care of there while he over saw the sugar production over-seas."

"Hmm, what's the sudden interest in the farm...the last time Barns visited he wasn't interested in father's sugar cane business. Instead that man's real reason for visiting-" before she could finish her sentence; there was a knock on her door.

"Madam, Are you there? There are some gentlemen here to see you." announced Mister Weeks behind the door. "Oh... I have visitors? And who would that be?''

"Ah Mister Lau, a young Earl Phantomhive and his manservant." replied the middle aged brunette man.

Upon hearing that, Contessa's eyes widen in surprise and fright."Oh no! It was Lord Phantomhive, Sebastian and Mister Lau! If they find me here...oh I just can't think about it!" Without saying a word, Selita knew that her sister was in trouble again somehow. Signing to herself, she thought quickly to where she would hide her.

"Madam...Madam are you in there?"

Running towards the door, she answers..."Uh...uh...Yes, give me a moment..." Selita abruptly waved to her sister to hide behind the folding screen. Quickly Contessa ran behind the screen, rushing aside to her sister's aid, she threw a thin sheet over her, opened a near by closet door and forcefully stuffed Contessa into a small closet.

"H-Hey! Your hurtin-!"

Covering her mouth quickly, Selita squared her light browns towards her sister darkly..."Shhh! if you don't want those people to know that your here, please be quiet!." and with that she closed the door on her concealing the fugitive maid inside.

As Selita walked away from the closet, she rushed across the room to grab her favorite light pastel blue dress; that was draped over the Lounge chair and swiftly put it on. Stopping at her vanity mirror. She hurriedly brushed her dusky wavy tresses shaping it around her shoulders, leaving soft bouncy hair.

Dawn on some light lip gloss, checked herself once more. Then gracefully saunters towards the door.

Upon opening, she witnessed a very small blanked faced young boy, her closest fan Mister Lau and a very mysterious, but handsome-looking manservant all in black.

Before Ciel could speak to her, he was cut off by the Chinaman... "Madam Godeaux! Once again it's pleasure to see you here in London." Happily announced Lau waltzing from behind the young Earl with a bouquet of daisies and red roses.

"Oh why hello Mister Lau, what a surprise to see you here today? And who are your friends?" she sweetly asked taking the bouquet of flowers from him. Answering for him Ciel complies...

"I'm sorry Madam Godeaux, but he is not my friend, just an acquaintance. However, I'd like to discuss something with you in private if you don't mind?"

Raising both of her dusky eyebrows in surprise...Selita was caught off guard by this young boy's attitude. "Wow for someone as young as he, this young boy has a dark aura around him...Heh I'm actually little intimidated." she thought to herself.

Snapping out of herself thought, she nervously answered him back. "Uh, n-no I don't mind, please come in." she said as she stepped aside to let them to enter.

Before Sebastian could react, his eyes slowly glossed over the umber skinned woman in amazement. This woman who looks and speaks exactly like his forbidden songbird. Who also shared this same sweet uncanny scent too. Was a remarkable sight to see.

Thinking to himself, the butler thought about the many women who resembled each other throughout his demonic lifetime. To his digress he couldn't find none that fit.

Still standing, Selita's attention was on the manservant who stood there in the hallway with 'a surprised look' on his face. Slightly worried, Selita calls out to him.

"Mister Manservant... is there something the matter? Is it that my quarters not up to par for your young master?"

Once again snapping out of his thoughts, he simply replies with a smile..."No not at all Madam, your quarters are just fine." he said as he calmly stepped inside the room.

Watching him carefully, Selita followed right after him inside closing the door from behind. Now shifting herself towards them, out of nowhere the young boy speaks.

"Now that we're settled Madam Godeaux...I have something to ask of you."

Surprised, she replies..."And what would that be your...lordship?"

"Please there is no need for that.. just call me Mister Phantomhive, However do you know of a woman named Contessa Charles?"

"No... not that I know of, why do you ask...Mister Phantomhive?" she said while waltzing towards the vanity mirror checking herself out.

Ciel knew that she was lying when he noticed that she was wasn't looking directly at him. Thinking, he needed her to answer him but how should he go about it? Then suddenly a thought arose. Ciel shifted shyly in the quaint seat, hanging his head down low as he sat there twiddling his small thumbs somewhat concerned.

"Well Madam I thought to come to you for some help..." he paused for a second faking a slight whimper and then continued. "Madam Godeaux...you see I have this songbird, she is the most valuable and rarest bird that I have in my collection and I need your help searching for her." he said in his fake innocent voice.

"Your looking for your bird? And you want my help? Well sir, since your so adorable I cannot refuse someone like you." smiled Selita at him in the mirror. "However, how did your bird escape you Mister Phantomhive?"

"Thank you so much..well uh my songbird her name is Contessa, she's been missing since this morning. My songbird was acting strangely last night before she went to bed. She kept mentioning your name-"

"My name? How odd...why would a bird call for someone they've never met?" before she could continue, there was another knock on the door. "Yes, please come in."

"There you are Madam Godeaux-...Ah, I'm sorry I didn't know you had company yet... again." replied Mister Lisle in a displeasing tone. "So now this time your entertaining a little boy and two old geezers? Madam I think your losing your touch." haughtily laughed the bald man walking over to her.

Not moving a muscle herself, Selita was taken back, but then haughtily answered him in return. "Humph, Do I sense a hint of jealousy? Is it because I refused to entertain you last night? Come now Anatole your being rude, These are my special guest. Mister Lau, Lord Phantomhive and his manservant."

At the same time, Ciel looked upon the man in utter offense. How dare he address him as a little boy; does this fool know whom he is? Apparently not, Mister Anatole Lisle an average height middle aged man. Bald with beady blue-eyes and a devilish-looking goatee. He didn't like the feeling of this man, his whole persona reeks of "Sleaziness and Constant smell of Alcohol"

However, Anatole never paused for a second to address the young Earl nor Lau or Sebastian. Instead he huffed at them with displeasure and then continued to disregard their presence.

Selita furrowed her brows down in disgust to his rudeness. "Anyhow, Anatole I know this isn't the reason why you came to me?"

Closing his eyes slightly and sighing to himself, he smirks "Yes there is, we have a problem...one of the female performers is injured and we need to find a replacement."

Once he said that, there was a loud thump near by the Chinese folding screen; causing all of the occupants to look into that direction. "Is someone else in here?'' asked Anatole in suspicion. "No, no there isn't, it was probably one of the stage hands dropping something from above." swiftly replied Selita.

Laughing loudly to himself, Anatole calmly pulled Selita away from the mirror and whispered into her ear. "Selita my love, if you don't want anymore further embarrassment...You better tell me who's in-" before he could finish Sebastian cuts him off by lightly tapping his shoulder.

"What the bloody hell do you want!" Yelled Anatole in rile.

Sebastian on the other hand raised an raven colored eyebrow in slight irritation, but for his sake the butler plastered his smooth charming smile towards the uncouth man.

"Excuse me if I may Mister Lisle, I'm Sebastian Michaelis the head butler of my young Lord Phantomhive and we're kind of pressed for time. But my young lord is searching for this woman." Digging into his tailcoat pocket he took out an small photo of Contessa?

This even surprised Ciel and Lau who sat there quietly watching everything, Where did Sebastian obtain a photo of her? Selita rushed over to the manservant in black and took the photograph from his gloved hand. Upon glancing at it she smiled subtly. "Where did you get this photo from?" she asked curiously searching into his cool ruby-red orbs.

"Miss Charles must have dropped while she was setting up Lord Phantomhive's brunch this morning. And she mentioned something about seeing you today. I was wondering if you could return this to her."

Selita stared at him in awe as she held onto the photograph close to her heart. She didn't realize that she spoke out-loudly..."Sir who are you exactly?"

Smiling the butler simply replies..."I'm just one Hell of a butler."

However Mister Lisle grimaced as he snatched the photo from her hand, then turned to look at the tall manservant in black, who in turn smirked down to him with poise. "Humph, No I haven't seen this woman nor have a heard of her. Now if you excuse me I must be going I have to deal with a mishap upstairs." And with that he took his abrupt leave from the dressing room.

All the while inside the small closet, Contessa heard everything including her 'missing picture' that she wasn't aware of. "H-How did Sebastian...Oh never mind I'll figure this out later when I have the chance to get out of here."

Still standing by the young woman's side, Sebastian's eyes darted in the direction of the folding screen. For some unknown reason he started to gravitate over towards the faint noise coming from behind it.

Selita noticed him walking towards her concealed sister's location, thinking quickly she sauntered up to the man, grabbing ahold of his warm gloved hand stopping him.

"I'm sorry, but it's quite messy over there uhm...there are things a man should not see." she said with a shy smile. Sebastian slightly looked down at her and nodded as he backed away from the area.

Now speaking up Ciel announces he's leaving Madam to her privacy. Stopping before her Lau, kisses her hand lightly and exited out the door.

Before stepping out the door, Selita softly talks to the young boy and company..."Mister Phantomhive, Mister Lau and Mister Butler? Would you please stay and watch my show? Do not worry about paying for tickets this is on me and besides there will be a treat." she said with a wink and smile.

Not looking to her, Ciel slightly waved his hand in the air for his butler to speak for him. "Madam my young master would be delighted to stay and watch your show." smiled and bowed Sebastian.

As soon as the three men left, Selita hurried over to the folding screen. "Are they gone...?" asked Contessa now stepping out of the closet. "Yes there gone, but however I need your help."

"My...help?"

Smiling brightly to her sister, she replies."Yes, now please come this way."

Since talking to Madam Godeaux, the three men were invited to stay and watch this evening's performance. Ciel was a little disappointed that she didn't budge on any information.

Because he failed to pull on her heart strings and besides that, they were rudely interrupted by her stage manager Mister Anatole Lisle, but as usual Sebastian put on his charm to impress her. In a turn of events he felt little opposition from her, maybe because she is more comfortable around men than Contessa.

Quietly sitting down in his seat, Lau leans over to him and whispers..."Earl...is something the matter?"

"No there is nothing for you to be concerned about, I'm just waiting for this performance to start...that is all."

"Hmm, no need to be sour Earl...I know Madam Godeaux was joking with you earlier and your butler seemed to sense that she was toying with you because your a child. Frankly she was just humoring you."

"Tch! How dare you insult me-"

"Shh Young lord...the performance is starting-"

As the curtains arose, a single spot light shines on one person...and that person is the young master's missing songbird... Contessa!

Author's notes:

Hello everybody! This here is another chapter of That Butler, Midnight Romp...let see here...well it seems that everything is unfolding about Contessa's life and now you meet her sister who will be in the next couple of chapters. She has somethings to disclose too... Oh yea another person will be interrupting again...i'm not telling you who. You'll just have to read the next chapter. And what's up with Sebastian's slight odd behavior? What will he do about it? Anyways read and review this chapter pls.

Updated: 7/25/2012