A/N: i want to thank everyone that reviewed the A/N I posted (It has been taken down by now). I only just started posting stories so its great to know that its not the story. I'm going to be having a break from writing to study for exams from next week until the last few week of November. it sucks majorly but then i will be free of school thanks to summer holidays

/sighs contently/ I'm still going to be posting a few stuff on tumblr during my absence here and on my instagram.

Just a heads up on the upcoming events and if I disappear out of nowhere you know where to look for me.

"Good evening my lord, I have prepared breakfast for you." The smooth deep voice spoke as he held a lid candelabra. The dull lighting made the demon's face have an eerie glow. Smile threw the pillow at him.

"I told you to knock." Smile's voice rang out with annoyance and sleep still in wrapped it. He sat up glaring at the demon who was always grinning.

"I did, my lord. Twice in fact." The demon handed his master his breakfast. It consisted of a glass of blood and scones with butter and jam.

"You're answering back, demon." Smile wasn't having it today. It would seem he was in a terrible mood. It alarmed the demon to no end. Having his master in one of his moods wasn't very fun. It was draining and dreadful pulling him out of his moods. He would manage but just barely.

"My apologies." The scarlet eye glowed at the irritated Smile. The memory of the old master was shining through. The same irritation in the morning or at the demon's presence. It amused the demon all the further. It also brought a mouth-drooling scent to the irritated vampire.

"You're apologies are meaningless." Smile replied before drinking the thick red blood. Sebastian chuckled at the response. 'Perhaps, the memories are returning. That seal won't rest until he knows about its past. It looks like I might not have to answer his questions after all.' Smile looked up at Sebastian. "What's that for?"

"Do you really wish to know my lord?" The demon mused at the male in front of him.

"No not really. It wouldn't surprise me anyways." Boredom leaked out of Smile's voice. A smirk marked Sebastian's face. Magenta began shining in his eyes.

"Really, my lord?" The demon continued to pick up books and piling them up on the large neat piles around the room. His eyes never leaving their eerie magenta glow. "I wouldn't surprise you?"

"No, not really. Your nature is to cause grief and mischief. You say that yourself. Your kind are the terrors that make humans shake. I'm no human so I won't shake." A prideful tone to Smile's voice rang to in Sebastian's ears. The sin cause his stomach to stir. The emptiness became more apparent.

"Such a prideful tone, my lord." Smile saw the demon licking his lips with hunger. The action didn't cause a reaction. Smile just sat still knowing that he was the cause of the demon's hunger. The magenta eye were piercing through the blue orbs. "Really is very tempting."

The statement raise questions that Smile had been pondering over for since he struck Sebastian across the face. It made his agitation grow at the memory of such blow to his pride but it also brought guilt and a pleasing twisted happiness at the demon's surprised expression. The questions returned to his mind.

If he was that tempting and delectable as he was told he was, then why was he currently marked under a curse by that of this demon? Why was Black serving him even if he could have easily being killed by now? In a battle between a demon and a vampire, the outcome is obvious. Yet, why was Black holding back? What could be holding the demon back? The most pressing questions above all.

How had he lost his previous master?

What had the security guard, Claude Faustus, have in mind him him?

Why was he being chased by two demons, that he knows off?

Why were people calling him 'earl', 'master' and 'lord'?

"If I'm so tempting, why is my soul not in your stomach? You must be starving. Why not hunt for other souls?" The demon stopped his cleaning up and slowly turned to his master. Anger and sorrow emerged from memories of his time grieving. The grin disappeared.

Unknowingly, Smile had hit the demon with another out-of-nowhere cold firm strike. The cruel questions rang in the demon's mind as he seemed to space out for a second. A second that didn't go unnoticed by the master sitting on his bed.

"Well? I suppose you could also explain what is it that Mr Faustus meant by what he said? Or maybe the fact that I'm being chased by two demons?" The harshness and cold way of speaking. It a was very Ciel thing to do. The questioning and curiosity burning through the anger and frustration. It would make a demon surrender and beg for a piece of this soul. Sebastian was no different. Even if it's was just a inedible fragment.

However the tone and questions burned through the hard surface that a demon has. It broke within the first question. And it pierced right through his chest like the unforgiving death scythe of a reaper.

There was a twitch to Smile's lips again. The never-wavering line that was Smile's mouth had been twitching upwards as of late. Even if it was one corner at a time. It made the demon think that his master was suppressing a smug smirk or the like. It was odd for the demon to have his contractors suppress their emotions to how Smile had. 'Now that I think about it.. He only expresses anything with that one eye and his voice. Everything else is as good as a dead man.'

"Are you going to answer my questions? I have been waiting for a week now." The vampire glared daggers into the demon's pair. The demon's red wavered from dullness to their normal amused self.

"Is it an order?" The demon challenged further with a grin returning at the site of his master. Smile narrowed his eye at him. The look in his master's face telling Sebastian that its was definitely an order.

"Very well, my lord. I must warn you that you may not believe me and maybe you eye will hurt a bit." the demon removed his glove with his teeth. The material of the gloves glided on his hands. The vampire's singular eye watch the demon's hands as this happened. only momentarily leaving his attention from the hands to the demon's teeth and lips. It gave him an odd feeling in his stomach to see the elongated teeth show from under the pale lips that his demon had. Hie eye wondered up the demon's face to his eyes. The burning red eyes making a dejà vù feeling that made his head ache slightly.

The demon approached him and sat beside him on his comfortable large mattress. Their eyes never breaking contact like it was a little staring game of their own. Neither wishing to lose to the other. It was an ancient game between them. The demon's hands slid up to his master's face and slid the eye patch off. the purple eye with the proof of their eternal bond. The demon's temptation to run his finger underneath that eye, just to watch it light up, was too great to pass up. The feeling of doing the stuff he normally did with his master always brought this wonderful warmth to the cold and empty demon.

Despite having his personal bubble invaded, Smile didn't say anything. He had a feeling that the demon would appreciate it more this way. It's not that he felt bad for it. Not at all, was just that, in moments like this, his mind would split with opposite desires. One would wish to stay and see how more delicate the demon could be. The other wished to run away as far away from the demon as possible.

"Will it hurt?"the smaller of the two spoke out. It earned a soft smile from his butler, it looked genuine too. It took the vampire by was so very ironic how angelic this demon looked when he smiled like this.

"No, my lord. It will be over before you can even feel it. Please close your eyes."

THANKS FOR READING!~~~~

-Ame