11: Little Mice

Note: As the canon Black Butler setting isn't 100% accurate to its supposed era, ie chainsaw, television, cellphone, and gameboy-like object—all can be seen in manga—I took creativity liberties so I'm intending to do the same

"Fuuu..." Ciel scuffled through his papers he got from Lord Randall previously, briskly walking through the hallway. His Doll was directly behind, not adding to the echoing sounds of his footsteps. Still, having her warmth at his back was soothing after dealing with the barking Randall and others' idiocy. Winning the game of cue sport didn't calm the annoyance he felt at the royal pain of a detective, though it ablated quickly with his departure and his Doll's presence. "Kagome," he started, though neither stopped in the long corridor.

Her silence was a gesture for him to continue, "When you see Sebastian, be sure to tell him to have the tonight's plans open. The antics of the others made me forget to inform him."

"Yes, Young Master." Kagome agreed, "He will be fetching you a snack and your tea. I will tell him then."

Ciel hummed, "You do that." Less time she is away from his side the better. Sebastian is more than capable of fulfilling his orders perfectly, regardless of how much time was left before the deadline. There was nothing ever wrong with aggravating the butler.

"I could do without having such carefree servants though." He sighed, tucking the papers under his armpit, when the door of his study room was drawing nearer in his sight. His eye popped open when a hand palmed onto his shoulder, tightly. Ciel jerked his head up to Kagome and saw an intense look in her eyes. "Ka—?"

She shushed him, removing her hand off of his person, "Do you mind if I fetch a book? I left it in the sitting room."

There was something, or someone, in his room. Ciel played along, "Certainly."

Kagome tilted her head, stepping back. She then gestured Ciel to follow her. Blinking, he did so, and realized the sunlight was off of his person. The windows. 'They have us surrounded?' Once satisfied of his new position, she skittered just a bit farther down the hall. She stopped at a tall vase, not sparing a glance at the door right across from where she was, nor did she bother with the windows nearby.

Reaching in, she snatched a long black and brown object and drew it out against her arm. Kagome bent down again, deeper this time, and plucked out several more, and smaller, objects. From the butt of the rifle she plonked in several bullets, and snapped the hatch close. Following that she screwed on a short and thick silencer on the front of the gun.

All of this were done in a quick and practiced succession.

Kagome positioned the long rifle carefully against her side, so to shield it from the outside invaders' sights. She then returned to Ciel's side, "I've the book."

"Ah, good." Ciel found himself saying. He didn't even react, when he was pushed against the wall, in between glass panes. But, he was compelled to watch just the same.

His Doll twisted the doorknob, and allowed it to creak open. She plastered Ciel on the wall, with her back, for his safety and to get out of being clear on sight from the invaders. Shifting the rifle on her bicep and propped a hand onto the metal of her rifle, Kagome waited.

Ciel couldn't stop the start from his feet, when a hole boomed visible on the opposite wall. Something thudded heavily. Without a beat, Kagome shifted slightly, and blew another bullet through the widening gap of the door.

There was a bloodcurdling scream.

Kagome lowered her weapon, though she didn't let her guard down. She released Ciel from her body, and she announced only to him, "I've crippled one intruder and killed the other. That one's reaction would surely send the mice outside to scatter and to regroup." She then paused at the sobbing voice, glancing back to her Master, "Would you like me to break the information out of him?"

Tightening his lips, Ciel sharply nodded and bitterly stated out, "Please. Sebastian should've check the perimeter."

"I never agreed to allow you to be taken, for proof of a villainous rat. My way is better." His Doll said, before she straightened at the sound of cart squeaking on the waxed floor. "Butler."

Sebastian blinked, frowning at Kagome's rifle, "Ah so that was where the sound was from."

"You're an useless butler." Ciel glared.

Not minding their Master's unhappiness, Kagome turned her shoulders, "Butler, did the others hear?"

"They did." Sebastian confirmed.

Kagome slipped in the room, "Then they're on the hunt for the mice. Master, you should have a piece and have your tea." Ciel couldn't get a protest in, when she added, "If you will both excuse me." The door slammed, with a clicking of the lock turning.

Sebastian hummed at the heat of their Master's glower, "So shall we presume the use of the sitting room upstairs?" He invited.

Sniffing at his butler, Ciel sighed, "Fine. As soon as we find the one responsible, you will do the rest of the dirty works." He walked past him, with a huff, "I don't need my Doll to get dirtier."

Grappling the cart to pull it, Sebastian doubted even the Doll would want Ciel to get dirty either. It ruffled her when she realized the demon's scheme to involve the boy. Pity that, really—he'd like to see their master bloodied.

But, he supposed he wouldn't mind seeing such a pretty doll dirtied either, her hands stained with blood of all those she heartlessly killed in the name of their master. Unknowingly she was corrupting her own master, without intending to. All the better, he thought, all so much better! A sly glint left his eyes at the small back of their master—what a warped individual Ciel was, cultivating his love for the woman for her unwavering loyalty. Truly the perfect recipe!

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