Fanfiction is a bitch. I clicked the save button after adding all my A/N's...and it said i had to login. So, i did, assuming it would still be there at least-but nope. Gone. Poof.

Total bitch, as i said.

So, what i had said in the original A/N...i have open fifth now. So, i get out at noon, instead of the time of 1:30 like i used to, and 2:45 like everyone with a normal schedule. So, extra hour to draw/write/procrastinate homework involving The House On Mango Street. Angelica knows what i'm talking about.

Esentially, i went on about this...but, i'm to lazy to. Oh, and i also mentioned reviews. So, here it goes...

BRIBERY HERE!COME GET YOUR BRIBERY! So, the bribe is, since i usually only get ten or so reviews a chapter(rounding) and i have over a hundred visitors when i update. So, more reviews, usually means more updates a week instead of my weekly friday/or saturday update. Make sense? And, as much as i love good reviews, i do wish to know of anything you dont like. Like, Marie Antonia said she didn't like the little voices. THAT IS GOOD! I WANT TO KNOW WHAT YOU PEOPLE DONT LIKE SO IT CAN BE FIXED! Though, i cant really fix the little voices. But, i can make them appear less, like i've done so. The little voices actually play important parts, believe it or not. Even Karen.

So, go ahead and read the next chapter. I don't feel like trying to remember what all i put.

Her voice was grating on my nerves. Every five seconds she would start speaking again, causing my eye to twitch each time.

"You see, I think Ciel looks best in blue." Well, it was true, he did… "When I was out shopping in London today I fell in love at first sight with the clothes I brought for him."

Maylene finished tying the ribbon on the back of the girl's dress. I myself was already decked out for our little ball. Elizabeth had forced me into a wa-loli kimono with stockings to make it more decent.

"Oh, I know!" the she-demon turned around, her eyes landing on the poor maid. "Why don't you attend the party too? I'll make you cute!" Was she saying Maylene wasn't cute? "Let's take off your glasses first!"

Maylene sweatdropped before protecting her glasses from Lizzie's grabby hands.

"But…I am terribly far sighted, miss. I can nary see a thing without my glasses." But you cant see anything with them either, Maylene.

"If you can see far away that'll do just fine!"

I decided it was time to save her, since she hadn't been attacked yet. "Miss Elizabeth, I was wondering if I could put my hair down, since it looks better that way."

The blonde dropped the maid like a sack of potatoes. I saw Maylene mouth a 'thank you' before I was attacked.
"Here! Putting your hair down does look pretty, especially since it's curly now! Ooh…and instead of those pink cat ears, how about…"

A new pair of cat ears sat on my head. Looking in the mirror, I saw they were the same color as my turquoise hair, but the tips matched the purple in my wa-loli.

"Oh! And how about-"

"That's enough."

All of Elizabeth's attention went to the lord of the house. "Ciel!" I sure said lord also regretted doing such a thing as Lissie picked him up and spun him around.

"Look, Look! Everyone's turned cute!" She smiled widely. "I'm having them attend the party too!"

I giggled at the male servants costumes as we were all matchy-matchy since we were all wearing clothing familiar to Japan.

"You don't like your costume Bard?" I asked, scooting over to them.

He rolled his eyes. "Tch. You try wearing it."

I shrugged. "I'm actually rather fond of mine."

Lizzie's yelling pulled our attention back. Looking at her, I felt certain I saw horns and some fangs. She absolutely had to be a demon. She had to be!

"But that ring isn't cute at all!"

That was what she was screaming about? And-oh dear god! Now she's crying!

Ciel sighed. "That's not it. This ring is…"

"There!" What a sneaky little bitch. So she was crying to get him to let his guard down, that way she could yank the ring off. She had skill though, that much could be admitted. "Got iiiiiit!" She held the ring up to her eye, looking through the platinum band. "See, this ring is much too big for you! The one I chose is just the right size-"

"GIVE IT BACK!"

I flinched at the harsh sound of Ciel's yelling. Turning I saw him with his hand out waiting for the ring. "Give it back this instant…Elizabeth!"

Her eyes began to tear up, clouding her large green eyes. "Why are you so angry?" She hiccupped. "I…was just…" Ciel's expression never lightened. He was pissed.

"What is it…" Small vibrations were coming from her, and I realized she was shaking. "I was only trying to make you look cute! So how come you're so angry? You're mean!" Big insult that was.

It happened in maybe five seconds. Her hand lifted and I knew then and there that she was going to throw it. "I hate…" It came crashing to the floor, the jewel splintering into many pieces. "…this ring!"

If Ciel was anything like my brother, his anger would immediately go to his fist. I shot forward, pulling Lizzie around so that if he did try and hit her, he would hit me instead.

But the pain and stinging I was expecting never came.

"Young Master."

Looking up, I found Sebastian had his hand around Ciel's arm that was suspended in the air, ready to strike. Both Lizzie and I lost the ability to stand, falling onto our knees. Ciel had a light sheen of sweat covering him in his anger, and his breathing heavy. Sebastian's eyes narrowed a bit before returning to normal.

"Young master." A cane was placed into Ciel's raised hand and I could see recognition reflect in his eyes now.

"Excuse us, Miss Elizabeth." Sebastian bowed to the sobbing girl in my arms. "That ring is very important to my master. It is the one ring in the world that is handed down to each head of the Phantomhive family. Please forgive my master's discourtesy." Well, wasn't that the understatement of the night.

"Elizabeth's crying stopped for a moment. "Eh? It was such a precious ring, and I…" She began bawling again, this time gripping onto me. I wrinkled my nose at the fact I was being cried on, but let her continue to do so. Looking over, I saw the head of the family pick up the shards of jewel and silver. "Oh Ciel…I'm so-!"

Everyone stopped as we watched Ciel throw out the pieces. My own mouth fell slack with shock.

Lizzie was surprisingly the first to recover, standing up and rushing to the window before I had even fully processed what he just did.

"Ciel, how could you?"

I felt Sebastian come behind me and lift me up, setting my feet flat on the ground.

Ciel sighed. "I don't care…" Oh dear god….that was the understatement of the year. "It's…just an old ring." He gripped his cane, and I suddenly thought of a Steampunk Pimp. "Whether I wear that ring or not…" He looked up at Lizzie. "…I, Ciel Phantomhive, am head of the Phantomhive Family." Oh yeah. Definitely a pimp.

As we all stared in shock, Ciel put his hat on while Lizzie's waterworks started up again.

"What's with your face?"

She hiccupped, having difficulty speaking. "Be-because-"

The Great-Lying-Pimp-Daddy pulled out a handkerchief. "That face is a fright. Can you even call yourself a lady?" Oh wow Ciel, great way to raise a girl's spirits when she's crying.

He dabbed at her face before she took it. "I don't want to ask you to dance when you're looking like that."

Lizzie was dumbstruck for a moment before sparkles surrounded her.

"The rule of a ball is to forget about the bad things and dance the night away." He stuck out his hand, the same way Sebastian had done to me earlier. "Is that not so, my lady?"

Her smile caused her face to glow, even if her cheeks were still covered with tears. "Yes!" The small orchestra that had been hired began playing a soft, happy tune, and the two of them began to dance.

"May I have this dance, my Mistress?"

I rolled my eyes, but took Sebastian's offered hand anyway.

Alexia, do your thing.

Of course. My body moved on it's own as we spun.

"So, what's up with the whole 'Mistress' title?" I asked, trying to make conversation and not think about the odd sensation of feeling my body move without me controlling it.

"As of recently, I've been looking into your resemblance to the young master." The demon butler smirked. I merely raised an eyebrow, as I already knew the answer.

"Is that so? Then please, enlighten me."

"It appears, my master had a younger sister who died at age of three months." His eyes glowed for a second before returning to normal. "Isn't it odd, how you are so similar to the young master, that you could in fact be siblings?"

I sighed. "Not really. I already know this stuff. Ciel's younger sister was named Evangeline and died of pneumonia, if you must know."

His eyes widened, and it did wonders to my ego to know I was able to surprise a demon. "And how did you find out?" He spun us again.

"My little voices."

A delicate eyebrow rose on his face. "Is that so? What else do you know?"

I shrugged. "More than you would think." Like Ciel and I becoming demons as well?

"The game you are playing is hazardous to your life, my mistress."

"I like to live on the edge." I deadpanned, before frowning. "Don't call me that."

A small smirk settled on his face; this damn demon was humored at my expense! "Why not, my mistress? It is your proper title."

I glanced up at the six foot five demon. "No. That was Evangeline Phantomhive's title." His eyes widened as I snapped at him. "Just because I was her, does not make me her. I am now a sixteen year old girl from Havens, Alabama, part of the upper middle class."

"And yet, you are also Evangeline Phanatomhive."

Sighing out of annoyance, I regarded the damn demon with narrowed eyes. "You're not going to drop it, are you?"

"What kind of butler would I be if I allowed my mistress to go without her proper title?" Sebastian said, stepping back and bowing as the song came to an end.

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever. Come to my room later tonight."

"Of course, my mistress."

Sebastian left to go play the violin with our small orchestra, so I turned around, ready to become that 'wallflower' he had titled me with earlier.

Only to find Maylene standing behind me, a bloody hankie to her nose.

"Maylene? Are you alright?" I asked, looking at all the blood. "You're going to pass out from all the blood loss. Here, tip your head ba-"

"No, no, no! It's fine, it's fine!" She spazzed out a bit, waving her arms around. "I'll be alright!"

Blinking, I shrugged, watching Ciel and Elizabeth dance and be merry.

"Do you think she can hear us?"

Ah. Maylene's voice again. It was obvious she was talking about me, so I strained to keep my eyes looking at the happy couple. I notices Sebastian's own eyes flicker over to them before landing on myself.

"Nah." Bard said, his Brooklyn accent apparent. "I don't think so."

"Why Maylene?" Finny asked, oh so innocently.

"Mister Sebastian and Miss Tabby are planning a tryst!" Maylene whispered, causing Bard to jerk back, and I found myself a few shades paler. Sneaking a glance at Sebastian, I saw him smirking.

"What's a tryst?" Oh, sweet, naïve, Finnian.

"Ah, well…" Bard scratched the back of his head. "It's when two lovers meet up somewhere. Usually to…ah…"Bard turned to Maylene for help, but found her with a bloody tissue. "Ah…they meet up to…um…make babies."

Wonderful definition Bard. You're like a walking dictionary. Focusing my vision on Sebastian, I found he had a full blown smile. He obviously found amusement from this sort of thing. A blush formed on my face, and I turned my face so the three servants couldn't see it.

"So Mister Sebastian and Miss Tabby are going to have a baby? Let's go congratulate them!"

"NOOOO!"

Everyone stopped and looked at the three servants, Bard and Maylene having tackled Finny to the floor.

"S-sorry everyone…" Maylene said, standing back up. The music started again, but Ciel and Lizzie were now merely talking, so I tuned back into the servants.

"Finny, we don't know if they're gonna have a baby. But damn…a little Sebastian running around? That's gonna be scary."

I turned my snort into a cough so not to attract attention to myself. It appeared to work.

"But wouldn't their children be so cute? I hope I'm invited to their wedding~!"

"Ooh, yes! I wish to be the maid of honor!"

I sweatdropped, looking at who would be the groom. It looked like he wanted to laugh. And he probably did, at my expense.

"Wait. Back up." Ah Bard. For once the voice of reason. "What makes you think they really are planning a tryst?"

"Well…" Maylene started. "Miss Taby told Mister Sebastian to come to her room tonight, and Mister Sebastian said, 'yes, my mistress'."

They were silent for a moment. "Well damn. They really are planning a tryst." I wish I could bang my head against the wall.

"I told you!" Maylene hissed, her hankie to her nose.

"I also didn't think Miss Tabby would be the dominant one, but since he called her mistress…"

I really wish I could bang my head against the wall.

TCTCTC

It was almost midnight when I headed up to bed, finally able to have convinced Elizabeth to go to sleep herself.

Sebastian met my vision, looking at his pocket watch, standing in front of my door. "Ah, there you are."

"Yes, here I am, dead on my feet. These damn heels are half a size too small."

"Then shall I carry you, Mistress?" Sebastian asked, appearing bored.

I shrugged. "Whatever." Was my answer, and I held out my arms. The demon walked the ten feet to me and lifted me up into one arm, carrying me like a child. My legs automatically wrapped around him, and I cuddled into his warmth. I was then set on my bed, and Sebastian kneeled on the ground, taking of one of my shoes.

"Before that…"I grinned, messing with him. "Lick my shoes."

To say I was surprised when I saw his tongue come out and touch the toe of my shoe was an understatement. My blush grew as he went up the side of my shoe onto my ankle and over my fishnet covered leg. Once he got to my inner thigh however, I jerked.

Blinking, I found Sebastian staring at me in slight confusion. Glancing around, I noticed both my shoes were off, and Sebastian was unhooking the garter from my inner thigh.

"I see you nodded off, Miss Constance."

I shook my head. "Nice to know you've dropped the 'mistress' thing."

"Ah." Sebastian looked as if he had a sudden realization before he closed his eyes and smiled lightly. "My apologies, young Mistress."

I groaned and flopped back onto my bed. "What's wrong, mistress?"

Opening my eyes, I found Sebastian straddling me. I was blushing like mad as he lowered his mouth to my neck.

"Ah…ah…I-I thought I was the dominant one?" My voice cracked as I spoke.

"I? Be submissive? You should know better than that, my mistress."

"But I'm the mistress…" I whispered as he nibbled on my neck.

"Open your eyes, young Mistress." What? But they were open. "Mistress."

I felt a cold hand on the nice warm heat of my inner thigh, causing me to yelp. My eyes opened-huh, that's odd- and I found Sebastian smirking and removing his ungloved hand from underneath my dress.

"Are you having a perverse dream involving you and myself? The butler asked, looking as demonic as ever, his glowing eyes only adding to the effect.

Dark blush coated my cheeks. "Wha-of course not!" I was not helping my case.

Sebastian smirked as he put his glove back on. "Would you like to make a baby as Bard so kindly put it?" I closed my eyes and vigorously shook my head. "Perhaps continue where we left off?"

"I'm dreaming again…" I whispered, my eyes shut tight.

"This is not a dream, Constance, my Mistress."

He was right. These hands slowly undressing me felt far to real…

The next morning, I found myself lying in bed, aching all over. My sheets were a mess, and I could feel my hair matching.

"Oh dear god, I feel like crap."

"It's only expected from someone like you."

My head moved faster than it was supposed to, causing a warm sensation to trickle up the back of my skull. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Disregarding that, I didn't realize you lacked your modesty now." Looking down, I indeed found my chest exposed to the demon.

Blushing, I pulled my blankets up over my chest. "What's it matter? No doubt you've seen breasts before…" My blush was betraying that obviously lying statement.

"Indeed I have." I made a face at him. "But I did not know women from the future lacked caring about one's reticence."

"We do care!" I threw my hands on the bed, in the moment. Immediately I blushed and pulled the blankets back over my chest which had been revealed once again. Sebastian sighed, shaking his head at my stupidity. "What did you do to me last night?" I asked, anger lighting my eyes.

"I merely removed the outer layers of your dress." That would explain why I felt him undressing me. Looking up, he smiled down at me. "I have absolutely no idea as to how you undressed yourself."

My eyebrows were brought together. "But you kept making perverted statements and…" Where was I going with this?

The demon bowed. "I assure you, my mistress, it would be very improper to have done such things."

I narrowed my eyes. "I'll let it slide, because I have no proof. But if it happens again… Just remember, I'll be keeping my eye on you."

"Ah. You mean how the servants are right now?" Sebastian growled out.

There was a crash and a series of 'omphs' and choice words indicating the three idiots hanging about right outside my door.

"Wha- I'm going to kill them!" I threw down the sheet and hopped out of bed, ready to run after them.

"I suggest getting dressed first."

Standing there, I looked at Sebastian who was staring at my face, before closing his eyes in a smile. Dark blush coated my cheeks and down my neck as I grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around myself.

"Get out, you mother fucker!"

A/N:

So….was it any good? Did Sebastian really do anything? *wiggleseyebrows*
Actually, he only made perverted statements and played along with her sleep talking. He says, "I assure you, my mistress, it would be very improper to have done such things." He's not saying he didn't do anything. Just saying it would be improper. And we all know how much of a pervert he really is. Or, how much of a pervert Yana makes him out to be. Besides that, I know stuff about the girl in the journal that you all don't, which also explains his actions. *add creepy undertaker laugh here*

And she feels like crap the next morning because she was up until midnight in a corset, heels, and gone through torture via Elizabeth. I think most of us would feel like crap.

AND WHO ELSE IS HAPPY THE TITANIC ARC IS FINALLY GETTING GOING AGAIN? I mean, as much as I love those fillers…I wanted to see sexy undertaker. :3

I greatly appreciate it when people review…*muah(kiss sound)*

DONT FORGET MY BRIBE!