"Young Master, yet more letters have arrived," Rin said as she practically threw the pile of letters on his desk.
Ciel looked up at the butler and maid and sighed. He was fatigued with the constant paperwork and invitations. He leant on his hand as he spoke. "The season is nearly over, Damned idlers. Yet they're all in search of guests for their silly balls...Nothing good happens in London."
Rin shook her head, "that's not true, we still have Charlotte Brontë and Charles Dickens…"
Sebastian and Ciel looked at her strangely, Sebastian being the one to speak the truth, "those authors have both died. Brontë died in 1855 at the age of 38, Dickens died in 1870 at the age of 68."
Rin looked at him blankly, then tilted her head in remembrance. She had a face of realisation then blushed at her idiocy, "oh...yeah, haha, well apparently a 14 year old boy one broke into Buckingham Palace and stole Queen Victoria's underwear…so that's pretty...wild." She giggled at her awkward nature, Sebastian smirking at her crude comment and Ciel blushing at the thought.
He shook his head as Sebastian listed off the declined invitations, Ciel reading through them, "Baron Bath. Countless Gartland. Earl Warwick." He then paused his eyes widening at the Royal red, wax seal. Put his hand for him to stop, "this is…"
The English summer is brief. May through August, when the weather is at it's best, is known as 'the season' and the aristocrats travel from their manors to their London town house to socialise. The carriage steps were brought down for the two occupants of the main seating part. The butler stood at the folding steps, holding the door open. "It has been a while since the Young Master last came to the town house." Sebastian reminded.
He helped the Earl down, then helped the maid down with his hand lingering in hers longer than necessary. They stood in front of the town house as Ciel put his top hat on. It was smaller than the manor in the rural, but still quaint and a lovely place to reside for a holiday. To Rin it was still a privilege since she lived in a dorm the was smaller the kitchen, and her dorm was for two people.
"I wouldn't be here if not for 'that letter'. There are so many people, you can't even walk properly," the anti-social boy complained.
Rin snorted in an unladylike manor, "that's only an excuse to have a walking stick, isn't it?" She asked sarcastically, wiggling her eyebrows. This made Ciel glare at her, making her turn her head away to avoid his glower.
He ignored her as Sebastian lead them inside and spoke, "it may prove a nice respite for you to leave the manor." He reminded happily, managing the two through the building. "Those four are nowhere to be found here, so you will be able to spend your days in peace." Ciel pouted at the thought of the servants, and the fact the Sebastian was so ecstatic because of it.
Rin pouted as well, not for the same reasons as Ciel of course, "they aren't that bad." Sebastian dead-panned and shook his head as if he was ashamed that she would even think that. Sebastian opened the door to find the room in shambles. Open books and random china were scattered along the floor, being thrown carelessly. Lau was knelt on the floor looking into a vase, well Rin assumed he was looking. Madam Red was nonchalantly flinging the contents of a cupboard, and her butler, Grell, was behind the sofa doing god knows what.
"Good heavens, where do they keep the tea in this house?" Madam Red asked.
"I don't see it anywhere," answered Lau, earnestly.
Ciel and Sebastian seemed to be frozen in the doorway, just staring disbelievingly at the three. Rin bent down to Ciel's ear and whispered, "I forgot to mention, Madam Red and Lau will invade your house when on this case. Oh and you're also going to wear a dress." Ciel glared at her, but flinched as she preached her second prediction.
"You're not going to find it there," Madam Red laughed at his asininity.
"Now, now. You never know," Lau replied, Sebastian internally crumbling at his previous reproaching to peace. Rin was quite shocked at what Lau said, it being one of her many and most used phrases. If he wasn't a druggy, I think he would be my soul mate, similar phrases, similar indecent thoughts.
"Madam Red?! Lau?! What are you doing here!?" Ciel bellowed, catching the attention of all three dwellers of the room.
Madam Red, still holding her book, looked towards her nephew, "Oh! You got here rather quickly." She smirked to him, "I've come to see my lovely nephew, who told me he was making his way to London." She then saw the maid next to him and rushed towards her form, tackling her into a hug, "not forgetting my favourite maid, Rin. Oh! As beautiful as ever, how do you keep the men off you! It's been forever since I've seen you!" She squealed, squeezing the maid even tighter until she turned a suffocating blue.
Rin's eyebrows shot up as she extracted the woman off of herself, "I saw you the other day when you visited the mansion, Madam." She said shaking her head.
Madam Red gleamed at her, waving her hand dismissively, "oh! But, I only saw you briefly, sweetie." Rin shook her head once again as Madam Red turned to her Nephew once again. The former Baroness Burnett, Angelina Dalles, (aka Madam Red). Employed at the royal London hospital.
Rin walked up to Grell as he greeted her sheepishly. Rin looked at him, raising her eyebrow. She hugged him as he became shocked, "hello, Grell, how are you faring?" He held onto her tightly then released her with a timid smile.
"F-fine, thank you." Sebastian glared at the too, Ciel not paying attention to notice the display of attention. She returned to her master's side in a servant way.
"Why, hello, Lord Earl." Lau started, completely oblivious to Madam Red's attack. "I heard rumours that something of interest is afoot." He said smirking. Lau. British Branch Manager, Chinese trading company 'Kong Rong.'
Ciel still not used to the company, Sebastian spoke on his behalf, "we apologise for not being able to greet our honourable guests. We will have elevenses ready momentarily, so please wait a while." He insisting, Rin realising that the butler said 'we', meaning that she was to follow him to the kitchen.
Sebastian and Rin returned with the tea and a tiered serving platter for the snacks. Madam Red could smell the aroma when they entered and when it was poured out, "What a lovely aroma. Especially when prepared correctly," she complimented.
Sebastian held the teapot in a tea towel with a smile, "today, the tea is Jackson's, 'Earl Grey.'" He informed courtly.
Angelina sat back in her chair languidly, sipping her tea, "Earl Grey can taste this different?! Grell, you should follow his example," she commanded, catching Grell's attention, only disappointing him with an insult.
He looked slightly disenchanted, looking down, "y-yes." Rin never liked how the Madam insulted Grell, even with what they did. She walked up to him and patted his back and smiled. Butler of the Burnett family, Grell Sutcliff.
She whispered to him, "practice means perfect." Sebastian's eyes flashed at the maid's fondness towards the Burnett butler. Ciel too busy sipping his tea.
"In any case," Madam Red continued, making Sebastian turn to her, "you are a most handsome fellow, no matter how many times I look at you?!" She said as she patted and grope his posterior… ass. "Why don't you come to my place instead of working at a manor house?!" This made Ciel choke on his tea, Sebastian flinch with the tea cups flying up in the air, and Rin chuckle while a pink hue swept across her face.
"Madam Red…," Ciel reprimanded his auntie. Rin shook her head as she returned to the butler's side, thinking it now safe not to be groped by the woman.
"Sorry, I couldn't help myself," Madam apologised, rubbing her neck whilst drooling slightly.
"Let's get right down to it, a few days ago, a prostitute was murdered in White Chapel." Ciel started.
Madam Red continued for him with a devious smirk, "ah, that incident the papers have been making a fuss over, yes? I know of it. But, there must be something more to it since you're here." She revealed, making Lau smirk with the same circuitous air.
Ciel crossed his legs, as he spoke. Rin throughout all of this scrutinizing the reactions of both Madam Red and Grell. "Yes, this is no simple murder. It is psychotic...better yet, abnormal. That's what concerns 'her.'"
"Miss Queen Vicky," Rin answered cheekily.
Lau then looked towards the maid, well turned his head towards her. "Oh? Who might you be?" Rin then stood in front of Lau, bowing with her hand over her heart.
"My apologies for not introducing myself sooner, I am the new Phantomhive maid, Rin."
Lau looked her up and down thoroughly and lifted her chin and brought her down on his lap. He casually stroked her head, bringing it to the crook of his neck. Rin's body became rigid in the man's embrace as he caressed her awkwardly. "Why, aren't you a pretty one? How much are you willing to sell her for, Young Earl?"
Ciel's face became red with anger as he grabbed her from his grasp and bringing her into his own. Rin still only sat there, dazed and unmoving. She wasn't really sure on what to do or how to react, so she didn't. "She's not for sale!" He practically screamed at the Chinese man in jealousy. Madam Red noticed this but disregarded it for a later date. He hesitantly let go of the maid, and cleared his throat, continuing with the previous subject. "The victim, Mary Ann Nichols was ripped to shreds with some sort of specialised cutting instrument." He said as he cut into the cake, eating a piece. "The city police and local prostitutes has dubbed the killer 'Jack the Ripper.' I too hurried to London to verify the situation."
Lau smirked and snickered, "heh, and I too am very curious to see what the Queen's watchdog will sniff out. However…," Lau's grin enlarged as his face became darker, "have you the courage to gaze upon the scene of the crime?" He asked wickedly.
"What are you getting at?" Ciel not fazed by his implication.
Lau stood from his chair, and edged his way to the Earl, "the darkness and bestial odour that saturates the scene will eat away at those with the same karma. You may be trapped in madness should you set foot in there." He reached out to the boys face, letting his hand caress it. Rin twitched at the action, pedophile, I swear. "Are you prepared for that, Earl Phantomhive?" Sebastian glanced at him then at Rin, wondering the same question.
Ciel glared at him, speaking with angst, "I am here to eliminate the source of 'her' distress. Do not waste my time with your worthless questions." His eyes filled with hard perseverance and confidence.
Lau smirked even more, "-yes, lovely. Very lovely indeed, those eyes of yours." He then dropped his dark ambience, suddenly grabbed the Earl from his seat and dragging him along. He also got a hold of Rin, pulling her as well. "Well, since that's been decided. Let's be off, Earl Phantomhive, Miss Rin."
"Now, Wait!" Madam Red tried to halt them with an enraged tone.
Rin snatched her hand away, "exactly," she said crossing her arms and nodding her head in agreement, "...It's just Rin." She permitted.
Madam Red gave her an ashamed look, "Really, Men have no patience! At least relax and finish your tea. Then, I'll join you too." Grell seemed slightly offended that she would include him, which Rin noticed. But, doesn't he think of himself as a woman, so he would be patient. I'd have to ask him about what pronoun I should use for him.
Rin chuckled, "it's not that we're impatient, you are just overly relaxed. Not exactly a bad thing, but with the current situation." Madam Red smiled at her, waving her hand dismissively.
She then looked at Lau and Ciel, "so where is this crime scene, Lau?"
"Did you not know, Madam?" He asked, shrugging his shoulders as if he was knew what he was talking about. "Well, I never! Then I suppose we'll have to ask someone around here." He said sighing, totally unsure of half the things he said, "dear, oh dear."
Then Madam Red screamed exasperatedly at him, "you were babbling on when you didn't even know yourself?!"
Ciel looked drained as the two adults argued, "what was that long prologue for?" He mumbled gruffly, obviously being ignored by the two.
Rin chuckled as she leant to whisper, "I think it was an excuse to touch you." Wiggling her eyebrows and jutting her head in Lau's direction. Ciel looked between Rin and Lau with a disgusted face, wiping his face vigorously. He never thought that Rin could be that vile.
He turned to the two and tried to forget Rin's comment, "Quiet down," He ordered with a sigh. "No one said we were going to the crime scene." He informed, still feeling conscious of Lau's touch with Rin's implication in his head. He was trying desperately hard not to wipe his face again.
The two looked at him with the same confused expression, "eh?"
Rin nodded as she explained, "we wouldn't be able to do much anyway because the place is already full of spectators. And the yard won't take kindly to Ciel going there either." Ciel agreed whilst nodding his head.
Madam Red looked quite bothered, "then what do you plan to do?"
Lau suddenly looked grave as if he'd had a horrible epiphany, "My Lord...don't tell me…"
Ciel looked as grave as Lau is, but for realistic reasons, "Yes, That's right. I'd like to avoid it myself, but that isn't an option." He said incredulously with a sigh to match. "He is the most reliable source of information regarding crimes like this."
They made their way to this building of which had a gloomy aura. The skulls and coffins only flattering the dismal atmosphere. It made the spectators reflect what the building looked like, dreary. The only person happy was Rin, she was beaming at the nostalgic building, balancing on her heels. She was practically bouncing with excitement to see her old master. "-So…"Lau started, "where are we?" He asked skeptically.
Madam Red bellowed angrily at him, "weren't you just acting like you knew all about it!?"
Sebastian explained, "the Young Master's acquaintance is an Undertaker."
"An Undertaker? Oh! I believe he was Rin's old master," said Madam Red in remembrance, Rin only nodded with a big grin. One could literally see the eagerness exiting her every pore.
Ciel entered the shop, Sebastian and Rin following. Sebastian could feel her ardour and placed his hands on her shoulder. He leant down, his lips at her ears, "calm down." He muttered huskily, too quiet for anyone else to hear. Rin felt awkward at the contact but nodded, taking a deep breath to slow down a bit.
"Are you in, Undertaker?"
Rin exhaled, and inhaled again, the aroma of the room made her feel sentimental. Undertaker's creepy chortles resonated on the cracked walls of the room. She glimpsed towards the coffin it came from, the coffin he always hid in. The one he always brought her in when customers visited, so they could scare them together. "I have been expecting you. I bid ye welcome, Lord Earl." He greeted as his pale, bony hand opened the coffin lid. Lau and Madam Red were quivering with fear, Grell so much so that his legs had given out, him now sitting on the floor. "Has your lordship finally decided to step into the coffin that I've made specially for you?!" He giggled.
He stepped out of the coffin, only to be tackled back into it, a pair of arms wrapping themselves around his torso. "Unnie!" A feminine squeal echoed off the walls, the woman herself nuzzling into the man's chest.
"Hello, my dear, How have you been?" He chuckled, not only for her exuberance but the butler's change in eye colour, obviously emitting rage.
The maid looked up at him, smiling childishly, "I've been fine," she stepped out from the coffin and poked his chest, "the question is how have you been? You better have been eating properly…" She glared.
She only received a chuckle in return as the Undertaker turned to Ciel again. The maid huffed and return back to Sebastian's side, recomposing her professional maid look. The three frightened ones looked slightly dubious of the display of affection. More impressed that she not only made physical contact with the man, but by the fact she entered his coffin. "I think not," Ciel frowned to the man for the action he committed with his maid. Nevertheless, continuing, "I am…"
He was halted by the Undertaker pressing his finger to the boy's lips. Interrupting his explanation, making the boy dislike him further, "you don't need to put it into words. I know veeery well what Milord wishes to say." He assured, leaning back with his finger to his lip, but proceeded. "She wasn't a 'client' in the 'ordinary folk' sense of the word. See, I cleaned her up riiight nice and pretty."
"I want to hear about it," Ciel demanded bluntly.
"Then let's have a chat. I'll make some tea or something. Won't you just take a seat somewhere over there?"
Everyone, other than the maid, looked either appalled or cynical about the request. All the same, Rin looked around and then sat down on the coffin. The others stared towards her as if she was insane to even dare sit in the first place. She gazed up at them questioningly, "I used to live here. This one was mine, don't look so...repudiate." She shrugged her shoulders casually. The others followed her example, Sebastian the only one to remain standing. Grell and Madam Red on one, Lau on the other, and Ciel and Rin on the death bed closest to Undertaker.
"Now then, you want to hear about Jack the Ripper, yesss?" He asked deviously, opening the urn containing bone-shaped biscuits. "The yard's starting to get their knickers in a bunch about it now, but… this isn't the first time I've had a client like that." He informed, munching on a biscuit, with his beaker of tea on the desk.
Rin happily drank hers, whilst the other occupants looked rather hesitant. "Not the first time, what do you mean?" She asked.
Undertaker spoke with half a biscuit hanging from his mouth, making Rin shake her head. "In the past, there have been a number of cases involving murdered whores. Fancy a biscuit, My Lord?" He offered handing out the jar to the two of us. He immediately declined whereas Rin happily accepting his bid. Ciel turned momentarily pale as he watched the maid eat the confection. "But their intensity and cruelty continues to escalate. The yard failed to take notice because the murders weren't terribly bloody at the outset, but all the prostitutes killed in Whitechapel had a little something in common."
Sebastian raised an eyebrow, back to his butler aesthetic, "something in common, you say?" He repeated in the form of a question.
Undertaker leered over the desk, looking intimidating to the others. However, Rin found it entertaining that he still had crumbs around his mouth. "Well, what could it be? Whatever could it be? Wouldn't you like to know?" Smirking evilly.
It was Lau's turn to speak, "I see. That's how it is. Being an Undertaker is only his facade for normal society." Rin's eyes widened as she frantically shook her head, waving her hands and making a slicing motion at her neck to try to stop him. He carried on anyway, "how much do you want for the information?" Rin sighed and stopped her motions for the hopeless man.
Undertaker immediately perked up at the question, lunging towards Lau, closing in on his figure rather uncomfortably. "How much? I do not desire a single one of the Queen's coins." Lau did nothing but stare and squirm awkwardly.
His gazed then fixated on Ciel, leering towards him also, "now, Milord." He started, already in the progress of laughing and drooling slightly as well, grabbing the boy by his face making Ciel feel equally distressed. "Give it to me...Bestow upon me the choicest 'laughter', then I shall tell you anything…!" He requested, more saliva coming from his mouth.
Ciel sighed exasperatedly, "that creep." As he watched the man lean against a coffin as he moaned at the thought.
Rin scowled at Ciel for insulting him, "he is not." However, Rin still pulled a disgusted face and pulled a handkerchief from her pocket. She knew Undertaker could be a little rambunctious, drooling being a side effect. She sighed as she knelt to his level. He's a grown man, older than most men. She shook her head as she wiped away the drool. "Honestly, you are simply too much." He continued to laugh despite her.
Lau step forward with a snicker, "Lord Earl, Please allow me to handle this." He offered. "People have called me the sleeping tiger of the new year's parties in Shanghai. And now, I shall demonstrate that in full!" He exclaimed boisterously. "A fool on a futon." All were quiet. Lau looked to Rin for help, "oh?" Rin looked away, Undertaker didn't look impressed.
"You'll never do, Lau. Very well," Madam Red stepped forward. "Madam Red, star of social circles shall share with you her best tale." She offered as Grell admired her, cheering. Rin a motion to cover Ciel's ears, whilst Undertaker came behind her and covered her ears. She looked up at his in disbelief only receiving a grin back, making her attention to return to the red-head. "So then, His * !? was * ?!, with thick veins. And his * !? was * ?! too." She spoke, laughing along with her own jokes. This story continued for about an hour until she finally finish, Undertaker didn't even utter a giggle.
He tied masks around their faces with a bright red cross that prevented them from speaking. He took his hands away from the girl's ears and mortician laced his fingers together, grinning, "that only leaves you, Milord. The last time, I was a bit generous if I do say so myself but no specials this time." He said waving his sleeve engulfed hand.
Ciel's face became morose, uttering, "damn."
Sebastian then stepped forward, adjusting his gloves, "it appears there is nothing for it."
"Sebastian?!" The Earl mumbled in skepticism.
"Ooh? Master butler's having a go, now is he?"
"Everyone, please step outside, if you would?" He more ordered than asked, adjusting his over glove.
Ciel still spluttering as the all willingly left the shop, Rin a bit disheartened that she could hear what they were saying. The door shut behind them all. Back inside the shop, Undertaker's demeanour became bitter. Sebastian looked up at the man, seeing him silently seething at the butler. Undertaker looked up at the man seriously, more so than usual and it was rather unsettling.
"Well, this is the first time I see Rin, and I find that she appears to have a demon's servant mark on the back of her neck, care to explained." He demanded with an ominous grin that would have frightened any average human.
Sebastian smirked, he wasn't an average human and will not be intimidated by him. "What is there to explain." He said with a shrug, acting too casually for the mortician's favour or patience.
"Ooh? Don't jester an old man. How did she get it, and when? More importantly, why her?" The increasing temper evident in the man's voice.
Sebastian's smirk widened even further, "I would never dream of it." He said bowing with his hand over his heart in a mocking manner. "I placed that mark on her the night before she left you to work for the Phantomhives. You see, that night I was ordered to win and I thought eating her soul would the best way to provide victory." He paused to let it sink in, seeing no reaction from the man, he continued. "However, there were complications…Her soul apparently cannot be devoured by a demon, of any kind." He saw the Undertaker give a sigh of relief. "I thought with her abilities she would make a fine servant. Not only that, she convinced the Young Master to hire her on a whim, and willingly became a pawn." He pulled a grin that was on par with Undertaker's, "I will also enjoy dragging her to hell with me once this contract is over and making her follow my every demand, as she should. It would be such a waste to have a unique human like her not accomplish anything."
Undertaker clenched his hands into fists and the butler's patronising tone. They both froze when a hand was put on the mortician's shoulder. "Undertaker, calm down." They saw Rin step out of the shadows with a pissed expression.
Sebastian's eyes turned pink as he spoke with a pretentious sneer, "I thought I told you to stay outside."
Rin left a clone outside of course, her clones being the a real shadow clone. The comment from the demon made her snap as the shadows started to bend around her, "you cannot order me around. You do not own me and you never will. You may have marked by body, but I own my mind and soul, something that you will never be allowed!" She growled at him, the shadows inching closer to him.
He stepped back from them, coming up behind her, trapping her arms against her body, "that is where you are wrong, My dear. As a marked human, you belong to me, and no one else, not even the young master." He was about to say something else when he was halted by a biscuit thrown at his forehead. Even with the rage Rin felt, she laughed out loud at his expression, leading Undertaker (who threw the biscuit) to let out a booming laugh that made the shop shake and the sign outside fall.
Rin retracted her shadows, Sebastian releasing her and walking to the door. He opened the door with a smile, "please come in. He has agreed to speak to us." The clone Rin disappeared as the real one came into view, no one questioning it.
Rin stood on her tip toes to whisper to Sebastian, "we will discuss this at a later date, Ciel included." Sebastian's eyes glowed at her dominate tone, a feeling of lust coursing through his body, only nodding to hide it. His eyes returning back to their original colour barely.
Undertaker sat up from his desk, drooling once more. Rin was impressed by his will power and mood change, but listened to him nonetheless. "Well...to get back to the matter at hand...Gufu...I saw paradise…"
Ciel spoke to Sebastian, "What did you do?"
"Nothing much," he answered nonchalantly, taking glance at Rin whose attention was focused on the dribbling mortician. He felt bile rise up in his throat as he felt a tad jealous, her attention should only be focused on me. She just found out that she is my servant forever, where is her reaction.
"I'll tell you anything you wish to know." Madam Red and Lau who returned to their seats (coffin) drinking their tea, listened to what the...deranged man had to say. "For a while now, I've occasionally had clients who are...how shall I say lacking, you see? Guh-fu." He informed, making his way to a model mannequin of the human body.
"Lacking?"
"Yes, quite lacking." He confirmed, picking up the mannequin, "their innards, that is." That room grimaced at that. "Before my clients can rest easy on their beds, I must get them nice and clean, yes? Like putting back whatever might have spilt out." He imitated his work by wiping the head of the doll. "And examining," Rin rolled her eyes, playing with, "them, as I do my duty is a little hobby of mine, you see?"
Madam Red, Lau, and Grell looked down to their beakers of tea and paled at the thought of what might have been held in them, whereas Rin still drunk hers. Her mind still played on what Sebastian said. So much so that she was gripping her beaker so tightly that it was going to leave a red heat mark on her hands. I will also enjoy dragging her to hell with me once this contract is over and making her follow my every demand, as she should. She never thought about what she would do once the contract was over, she planned to find away home. Even if she lost nearly all the hope she had left. She certainly didn't want to serve someone like Sebastian for the rest of eternity. Especially, the thought of serving him in other ways. The thought depressed her even more. She, like every other girl, wanted to find love and settle down. The true kind where she wanted to sincerely wanted to stay with that person, so much so that it hurt to be apart from them. All the possibilities were taken away by Sebastian and his selfish desire.
She shook her head from her thoughts and loosened her grip on the boiling beaker. Sebastian and Ciel seemed to notice her desolation, Ciel giving her a worried look and Sebastian only feeling smug. They all return their attention back on the matter at hand, nevertheless.
Lau coughed slightly before giving his input, "so they were all lacking kidneys or somesuch. In that case, the killer is a lone shark or the like…"
Undertaker's grin widened, hiding his also raging enmity to the butler, "Chinese cellar rats think up the most disturbing things! That's not what I meant." Rin knew that he was in a position where he wanted everyone angry, Rin empathising with him as she felt Lau become angrier. "It is something only a prostitute...a girl would possess." He rambled about how frightening it was, then examined his little mannequin, "this little one doesn't have it either." He then looked towards everyone, "each was missing her uterus."
Ciel was sweating as Rin paled at the thought, putting her hand to her stomach. Undertaker continued despite this, "lately, I've been seeing a rise in 'clientele' all of a sudden, and their crimson 'rouge' is becoming gaudier by the day. It's all keeping me very busy."
Sebastian then spoke forward, Rin avoiding eye-contact or even the appearance of him that may trigger any emotional outburst. "Even with few passersby, committing murder on the street…Moreover, in the dead of night…would it not be difficult for an ameteur to cut out the womb with necessary precision."
Undertaker lent on his folded hands, "quite the bright candle,aren't we,Master butler?" he complimented mockingly, "I have considered that myself." The man then stood coming closer to Ciel as an example. Putting one hand at the throat and then at his stomach. "Well, let's see...first I'd take something sharp and slash the throat." Making the action at his esophagus. Rin would normally make a move to stop him, but she wanted to be left to her thoughts in peace, not particularly listening to anything around her. "Then I'd cut riiight here, and steal away the little precious." Making a similar slicing action at his stomach.
"The 'skill' involved and 'the lack of hesitation' points to a professional. And most likely, someone of the underworld, at that. And that is why I knew you would come here, Milord." He revealed as he poked the unimpressed Earl's face. "If there were a possibility that the killer belonged to the 'underworld,' I expected you would be summoned here without fail. Heed my words...another will die. And so the murders will continue until someone stops them." Ciel closed his eye as he stood up, leading to Undertaker's tauntings, "can you stop the killer, 'Aristocrat of Evil, Earl Phantomhive?" He provoked.
Sebastian put Ciel's jacket back on as he spoke, "the underworld has it's own rules. It's residents do not kill those on the other side without reason, and they do not invade polite society using the powers of the underworld. By our family coat of arms, I vow to eliminate, without exception, all who defile the gardens of the queen, by any means necessary." He said with complete solemnity. "Excuse our intrusion, Undertaker." He said exiting. Rin waved and hugged her ex-master and left with her current one. She was still distracted, but took into account Ciel's words.
Now sat in the carriage was Sebastian and Lau on one side. Rin, Madam Red, and Ciel on the other. Rin refused to sit or even look at Sebastian, occupying herself with the motion scenes of the outside world through the window. Ciel leant against his hand speaking to all those in the carriage, "based on our earlier conversation, we can now simplify our list of suspects."
Rin only heard that sentence until she stopped listening. It was for times like these that she wished that she had her phone and headphones, listening to music always calmed her, no matter how lacking in the area she was. She wondered about her future, the her thoughts seemed to steer to Ciel. She wondered what his reaction would be. She thought that he wouldn't really care as it wouldn't affect him in anyway, at least as long as he owned Sebastian. She wondered if she could get Ciel to order Sebastian to remove the mark. But, after the contract was over, he would just reinstate it. She could run before that happened, but she wasn't a coward, at least what she was aware of. She also wasn't as selfish as that to leave Ciel in his time of need. Ciel could deny it, but she had grown to care for the boy despite the short period of time spent and her position. She wasn't afraid to admit it.
She suddenly jolted up from her position when Sebastian opened the door. Had she really missed that much of the conversation during her thoughts. She heard Grell's scream of surprise as well as Sebastian speaking to the driver, "Mister Grell, was it not? Please drive safely back to the town house," he demanded with a smile.
"Eh? Ah, Yes!"
The butler appeared at the window once again, "Now if you will excuse me. I expect to see Rin paying attention by then." By the sound of how her name slid off his tongue, made her grimace in disgust and glare. She looked away once again in defeat not wanting to make an effort to make a comeback. Ciel noticed this, shooing away his butler.
He shut the door, making Madam Red and Lau go to the window, "Hang on?! But the carriage is still moving?!"
Grell turned to look behind him, to find Sebastian gone. He blushed at his stamina and skill, "H-He's gone." Paying more attention to the space where Sebastian was then the road.
Madam Red apprehended him for this, "hey, You?! Watch where you're going?!" She screamed as the carriage jolted, Rin nor Ciel caring. Madam Red let out a sigh, probably from stress,Rin thought. "Sebastian made some lofty claims but-"
But, was cut of by a indifferent Ciel, "my butler said he would take care of it. He will not return empty handed. All we need to do is sip out tea and bide our time."
"Like a King would do, sitting idly by," Rin spoke for the first time.
Ciel flinched at her comment, not sure whether it was an insult or not. He felt the air become tense and pledged to ask her what is wrong when they returned. Madam Red also noticed the strained atmosphere and spoke, "you have great faith in him, hm?" She spoke with a cat-like grin to bring the mood up.
Ciel looked out of the window absentmindedly, "no. That isn't it, 's just that he never lies. Ever."
Rin's eyes widened, and released a sigh that meant she was stressed, "Exactly." She said, her tone and expression becoming disheartened.
"-Yes," Lau started darkly from his seat, not having said anything in a while, "he and the Earl have spent much time together, so their foundation is a solid one. He always has been by the Earl's side, like a shadow." Rin looked at Lau, Ciel still gazing out of the window.
Ciel reminded, "Sebastian's only been in my service for two years, you know?"
Lau shrugged, "Ah, Is that so?"
The rest of the journey was silent, more awkward when they were speaking. Rin ignored it, Ciel casting multiple glances at her. Lau and Madam Red gazing between the two. The eventually made it back to the town house with nothing less than delay, due to Grell losing his way. After exiting the carriage, Lau sighed, "We've finally made it, my back hurts." He said rubbing his back to soothe the ache.
Madam Red once again blew her top, "we had to take the long way 'round because Grell got lost!" She complained as Grell apologised.
Rin spoke out with a monotone voice, "he tried his best. There is no need to point blame for something so trivial." They looked at her in disbelief, wondering where the happy and polite servant went. She looked as if she was devoid of any emotion, which she was. She thought if she kept it to herself now, she could throw it all in Sebastian's face later. Which she will be doing.
Lau opened the door for the others, eager to sit in a comfortable seat, "come, come. Madam Red. Let us have a spot of afternoon tea and take a…" He looked inside, his body becoming rigid, "...Break…"
There inside was Sebastian, bowing with a hand over his heart. "Welcome home. I have been waiting for you." He greeted. Ciel walked in as Sebastian removed his hat and coat, Rin removing hers and offering to help the others with theirs. "Your afternoon tea is ready. A cornmeal cake of pears and blackberries will be accompanying it today." He informed, receiving only a grunt from Ciel.
"Wait!" Madam Red started, "Why are you here!?" Rin rolled her eyes, asking a person who lives here, why they are in the house. I understand if it was a stranger but Geez…
"Hm? I returned in advance because I had finished my assignment." He spoke with a sickening smile, Rin avoided him as she followed Ciel, whose only objective was to eat something sweet.
Madam Red's face was beyond astonished as her mouth was hanging open and her eyes widened. Her hat becoming out-of-place, "Your 'assignment', you already have a list?!"
Rin went up to the woman with her mouth hanging open, closing it for her. "You'll catch flies." She informed with a fake giggled to make it seem as if she was her normal self. Madam Red gave her an annoyed look, but also a slightly grateful and relieved one that she was returning to her old self.
Sebastian looked at Rin, smirking at how hard it must have been. Good. "Not quite, you see. I simply compiled a list based on the characteristics that we discussed earlier and paid each individual a visit. That was all." He looked to Rin to see if she was impressed or for any reaction of the sort, but was disappointed to see her face was impassive as she walked back over to Ciel. He narrowed his eyes at them, but dismissed it as he spoke, "however, it did take some time, because I investigated the aristocracy's physicians as well."
Madam Red put her hand on her hip with a look of disbelief, "really, Sebastian. That's impossible even for you-"
Rin saw him smirk with pride that made her want to slap it off his face, but stuck with just glowering at him. The sight of him made her angry, it made the shadows flicker even with the fire in the gas lamps still. "Earl chamber's family doctor, William Somerset…" He continued, so on and so forth.
Ciel smirked with pride with a 'hmph', Lau also smirking in interest. Grell blushed as usual. Madam Red stared dubiously, her hat slipped from her head slightly as he continued speaking with inhuman speed. Rin only huffed disinterested, "show off."
He eventually finished, smirking after hearing Rin's comment. "Based on these results, I have narrowed down the list of suspects to but one individual. Let us discuss the details after tea." He requested.
Madam Red laughed, to probably hide the fact she was shocked, "How in the world did you manage such a thing, Sebastian? Are you really only a butler? Are you sure you aren't O.H.M.S.S or something as well?"
He perked up and smirked. Rin for the umpteenth time rolled her eyes, mumbling to Ciel, "I'll go prepare the tea." Ciel nodded also not impressed by Sebastian's need for puns.
Sebastian put his hand to his heart, assuring, "No. I am merely a butler." He finished. He turned to the Young Master, to find Rin missing. Smirking as he heard her in the kitchen. He escorted the residents into the drawing room, and courtly departed for the kitchen himself.
I placed everything in the correct position on the silver tray. Placing that on the cart, after laying the already baked cake on the cart as well. I rubbed by hands together to removed any strayed crumbs and washed my hands. I bristled as I felt a presence behind me. I instantly knew it was Sebastian and huffed, bringing a stray hair back. Combing through my hair. I moved to the cabinet where the silverware was held, still ignoring the demon. I could feel his agitation, forcing myself not to turn around.
Eventually I had to turn back to the cart, but was halted as a hand slammed itself inches away from my head, a body pressed against mine to assure that I wouldn't move. Sebastian's smirking face closer than I thought it was, made me lean back further in the kitchen top. He moved his head forward as I tried to keep my face impassive. He ran the tip of his nose up from my collar bone to my jaw bone and sniffed my hair. "You've been avoiding me."
I grimaced at the uncomfortable contact, "was I that obvious." I said with a sarcastic sneer.
He then bit down below my ear lobe, making me squeal. I felt something warm and thick, trickle down my neck. I froze instantly. Blood. "Blood." I whispered. I felt him smirk against my neck as held me by my hair, tilting it up a bit, making the blood dribble further down. I was shaking now. Please, get it off.
Sebastian grinned as he spoke from my hair, "would you like me to clean it up?" He received a squeak and a shaky nod. Making him beam further. He licked his way up to the wound making me shiver, confused whether it was out of fear or pleasure, preferably the former. He brought his face back up to mine and lick his lips. "You really are afraid of blood. Even small amounts like that. Duly noted." He flipped me around so my front was facing the desktop and licked the back of my neck where the mark was. Bringing his lips to my ear, whispering maliciously, "let me make one thing clear, you are mine to do as I please. In any way I see fit." He thrusted his pelvis into my behind making me whimper softly.
I was shaking from his touch and pushed him away harshly. "No." He seemed surprised by my answer, but smirked nonetheless. "I will not have you treat me in such away. Now, come on, if you're merely a butler, act like it and help me serve the Young Master. Because until you eat his soul, I will not be running from you." I pushed the cart out of the room leaving him to himself.
Sebastian smirked at the maid's retreating form, licking his lips once more, "certainly a fine servant. But, even finer blood, maybe even mate worthy. But, she is right, I do indeed need to act like one hell of a butler."
Author Note's
Sorry this took a while, My laptop broke :( So I had to use the computer and my family are always on it.
I re-read some of the chapters and thought about Rin. To me I think she doesn't have a personality, can someone disagree, because I really can't have my main protagonist a sasuke. God, No!
Anything thank you for the reviews and follows and favourites.
I only own anything but my Oc and any mishaps to the plot she may cause.
-C