Hello all I have been studying for finals and haven't really had time for my stories. But with three day weekend a lot can get done! I do not own Kuroshitsuji. Please read and review. Love you lots!

Kip steeled herself as she prepared to knock on the door.

"Kippy, you look like you're about to get a kidney removed."

"Alan you're twisted sense of humor is the last thing I need right now."

"Sorry."

Kip once again looked at the door of the posh flat where her health teacher lived.

Kip and Alan had fallen on hard times and they were desperate for a meal that wasn't frozen t.v. dinners.

"Kippy I'm getting cold."

"Fine!"

She finally worked up the courage and knocked on the door three times.

They stood there waiting for about five seconds before the door opened.

"Kip? What are you doing here?"

Kip looked at her scuffed boots and hid behind her hair.

"We've hit a bit of a rough patch, If you had. . . any. . . Food to spare I would be extremely grateful."

On the last sentence she looked up into his surprised face.

"Well. . .Yes, I was just about to eat actually. Come on inside it's getting frosty."

Kip and Alan hesitantly walked into the flat. Spicy smells of the orient overwhelmed their senses and she swore she saw Alan drooling.

"Wow Professor . . . why aren't you teaching the cooking class?"

He chuckled but didn't reply. He simply ushered Kip and Alan to their seats and went to go and check whatever was on the stove.

"It's nice to know my invitation didn't go to waste."

Adni set two extremely full plates in front of both of them, steam wafting off the curry, telling stories of the spices.

Kip closed her eyes and let her nose be overwhelmed by the heavenly smell of a home cooked meal.

She heard a disdainful sniff that made her eye snap open in surprise.

Alan was looking at the plate in disgust.

"Kip, you know I despise foreign food, especially on cheap china such as this."

Shit.

Before she could blink Alan had picked up the plate and thrown it across the dining room.

There was nothing but hick silence as she watched the curry ooze into the lush green carpet.

Alan turned and smiled at her.

"Well? Aren't you going to clean it up? What else are you good for you whore? Tell me, WHAT ELSE ARE YOU GOOD FOR!"

Alan went over and slapped her, stinging her cheek. She remained perfectly still and showed no emotion.

"COME ON YOU STUPID COW ANSWER MY QUESTION!"

Suddenly two arms were under Alan's armpits and the palms were clasped behind his head, making it impossible for Alan to move his arms.

"Stop it Professor! You'll hurt him!"

"I'll let him go when he calms down."

"NO! Just let him go! I can calm him down!"

Alan was furiously trying to bite Adni's arm but was failing miserably.

Kip took his face in both her hands.

"Who is this? Where is Alan?"

The stranger laughed cruelly.

"That stupid thing? He was just keeping this warm for me until I woke up. Sorry dear, but your dear brother won't come back for a while."

Kip slapped him.

"Give him back! Give him back RIGHT NOW!"

The tiny figure began to laugh horribly but soon dissolved into uncontrollable tears.

"I'm sorry. . . Don't leave me Kippy. . . I'm so sorry. . ."

Kip sighed in relief.

"Professor, I hate to ask anymore of you, but will you help me get him home?"

The professor only nodded.

When they got back to Kip's flat, Adni put Alan to bed and stood in the tiny living room.

"Do you want some tea? I also have some scones somewhere."

"I want an explanation."

Kip sighed and turned away from the cupboards.

"My brother is a loony ok? He was kidnapped four years ago after my mom died and he came back like this. I'm guessing it was the trauma. But sometimes certain things set him off."

He stood silently, watching her talk about her brother's condition.

"If that's all you wanted to know you should leave. He isn't that great when he wakes up and you'll only scare him more."

He nodded and walked out the door.

Kip had been avoiding Sebastian like the plague. They hadn't exactly parted on good terms, and she decided not to test whether or not she had gone too far.

Liz no longer sat with her at her little corner table, but instead shot daggers at her from across the cafeteria. Kip was actually getting pretty sick of it.

"You look a bit ill, My Lady."

Again, Shit.

"What do you want?"

Sebastian smiled at her and it made her stomach twist in disgust.

"Just thought you would like to see me is all."

"Well, no surprise, you thought wrong."

She picked up her uneaten food and headed for the trash can. It wasn't even worth pretending she cared anymore. She'd stayed up all night shushing Alan as he had cried himself dry. The cocky butler from hell was the last thing she need in her fucked up life right now.

"What does My Lady wish of me? I will do her bidding to satisfy any desire."

She turned and bluntly said,

"You can disappear."

"That would be a deal breaker."

She huffed and had the insane urge to hit something. Hard.

"Sebastian. . .You and I both know how this is going to end, so why don't you cut this 'My Lady' shit and get to the point."

His smirk disappeared. His fun had once again been ruined by her bad mood.

"I have nothing to tell you My Lady, but-"

She cut him off.

"Then what are you still doing here?"

"What kind of servant would I be if I didn't serve you at all times?"

"The obedient kind, I told you once what I wanted. Don't. Make. Me. Repeat it."

There were a few moments of silence before,

"Yes, My Lady."

And he disappeared.

Kip turned and left, no way was she going to class after a day like this. Little did she know that a very concerned health teacher had followed her out of pure concern for her well-being (and his own curiosity.) But he was left to mull over what he had just witnessed between these two.

Thus a fourth was thrown into the fray.

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