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A groan escaped him, a hand rubbed his face as he woke up. His nights have been troubled for the last little while, ever since Sebastian had put his foot down and told him he was getting a mentor. He had stood his ground and said that he needed no one to mentor and teach him how to cook, but the head butler wasn't budging. Even went as far as using military and war terms to sway him on the matter.
Of course the idea of an unknown factor in his territory was upsetting, so much so that his sleep had become more tossing and turning. To think he would dream the same thing every night. It was not about how this mentor could end up replacing him, was what had him confused. If he wasn't so worried about it finally being D-Day, he would admit that the woman in his dreams was lovely... But no person like her could exist, they were just dreams after all.
After finishing his morning rituals, he pulled a cigarette to sit between his lips. He was not looking forward to this day. A stranger, potential enemy, in his territory that could end up replacing him. He ruffled his hair in frustration. He had to stop his thoughts from running around in circles!
"You're usually up earlier, Baldroy." the sound of a pocket watch snapping shut and the smooth baritone of Sebastian's voice had Baldroy jumping back. "Is there anything the matter?"
Calming his racing heart, Baldroy sneered at the prim, proper and always perfect head butler. "Fine. Everything's fine. Just been having trouble sleeping."
"Ah." Sebastian began towards the kitchen, his steps as silent as ever. "It wouldn't have anything to do with what I mentioned a month ago, would it?"
A nervous chuckle escaped Baldroy as he scratched the back of his neck, his goggles shifting from the action. "Not at all! Why would you think that! Ha-ha-ha!" he turned his head to the side and muttered things about traitors.
They quickly entered the kitchen, the others already there as they gathered around his mentor. All looked pleased and excited to meet this new person. Traitors, the lot of them. Even Tanaka looked more lively!
It was when Mey-Rin turned to greet Sebastian and himself that Baldroy froze. It-it couldn't be! It was impossible! There was no way... He was stunned - the stranger in front of him looked exactly like the girl he'd been dreaming about!
Black hair curled and bounced around her shoulders, blue eyes sparkled as her cherry pink lips were turned up in a smile. Her cheeks were rosy as Finnian mentioned how cute she was. Baldroy felt himself blush when he realized she was even cuter in real life. And then memories of the outfits she wore in his dreams had his blush darkening, while they had been cute, there had been a lot of exposed skin.
"Ah, Sebastian. How nice of you to finally join us." her tone was sharp, gaze even sharper when she pinned the head butler with a pointed look.
The tension in the air thickened instantly, the others not quite catching on as the static between the woman and Sebastian sparked up a storm.
"Please forgive me, Kagome. I was just retrieving our chef." Sebastian's smile was as pleasant as ever, though the bow he gave was somewhat mocking.
"Putting the blame on others? You haven't changed a bit, Akuma." her eyes narrowed when Sebastian's own smile became sharper. She waved him off as she turned to him, her expression becoming more open. "You must be Baldroy, I'm looking forward to working with you!"
Baldroy sputtered for a minute before managing to spit out a reply. "Don't you mean teach me?"
"Not at all! It'll be a learning process for the both of us. With that said, I hope you take care of me during my stay." she offered a bow, a custom he figured was due to her Japanese heritage.
"R-right. Too me... I mean me too!" where had his military training gone? Right. Out the window the moment a pretty woman put her complete attention on him.
A small hand to stifle her giggles. "I heard you like to use... unconventional methods in your cooking. With that said, for now I'm hear to observe."
Baldroy winced, he knew what the others thought about his cooking. Hell, Sebastian usually ended fixing all the meals himself. "Are... are ya sure? You are here to teach me, maybe I could watch you work first... and then work on you-! I mean with you! I meant work with you!" a noise of frustration escaped him as he grabbed fists of his hair and crouched down. He was wishing he had stayed in bed. Perhaps a tactful retreat? He highly doubted that would actually work.
"Since I am the one moving into your work space, we'll do as you wish." she patted his still burning scalp, not knowing her touch had him shivering. The bare tips of her fingers remained, teasing his hair as she turned to Sebastian. "I suggest you leave, Akuma, otherwise I'll finally get to flambe you!"
"Careful, Miko, you know how your words affect my... appetite." Sebastian bowed and left despite what he said, snickering as he went.
Looking up at her scowling pout, Baldroy couldn't help but ask. "Do the two of you know each other?"
"Unfortunately. And as much as I hate to admit it, it's through him that I've met the most interesting people. You included." she smiled down at him, against making him feel like a school boy. She offered him a delicate hand. "Now, let's get to work shall we?"
He accepted her hand, his insides melting at the gentle squeeze as well as noting how her hand fit perfectly in his own. Perhaps this wouldn't be so bad after all. And maybe, just maybe, she could stay here permanently to work along side him.