"Are you sure that you, out of all the people here, can last a few hours without him?" Amelia asked, rather annoyed, while pointing a thumb towards the demon, early in the morning in the young earl's room.

"You don't have to yell at me…" Ciel complained as a yawn followed soon after he said this. Sebastian finished tying Ciel's eye-patch around his head and stayed silent.

"Look, I've been to London from this mansion to there a bunch of times before that it's practically engraved into my brain already. Besides, I don't need Sebastian with me there. After all, I am just a servant too."

"Says the one who also, tends to get in trouble."

"I do not. I know how to protect myself. He needs to stay here, Ciel, aside from your sake it's also for the sake of your mansion. Leaving you with the other three is going to be a bad decision."

The cousins glared at each other, ocean blue against the elder female's forest green ones. Ciel, like a brat that he is, crossed his arms and put a leg over his other and raised his chin up a bit.

"I'm your master now. Yes, I do still acknowledge you as my cousin but you ought to know your place. So you don't dare disobey an order."

"Oh, come on!" Amelia, frustrated, turned to Sebastian and added, "Are you not going to go against this? I'm certain that something as human as 'needless shopping' is way out of your league!"

"As much as I agree with your sentiments, I was however, ordered already to accompany you, and I cannot do anything about it."

Silence ensued and Sebastian waited for about three seconds when he decided to move and clasps his hands together with that fake smile. "Alright, I suggest that you two young ones end this. Time is being wasted over your useless argument."

Amelia groaned and rolled her eyes. "He used the 'I'm-your-master' line on us—on me—it's so unfair."

"Why are you so against with Sebastian accompanying you to London?"

Ciel's question made her think and pause for a moment, and a pair of wine red eyes stared at her while they waited. The housekeeper bites her lower lip, not looking at any of them, "I'm not… really against his company. It's just—ugh, fine, you win. I don't wish to spoil any of my plans."

The Phantomhive earl smirked as he made his way outside his room while the brunette only sighed in terrible defeat.

Ciel looks back at her once, "After I finish breakfast, take your time shopping—I do not mind."

Sebastian narrowed his eyes whilst Amelia's eyebrow twitched. "Are you… serious? Do you even hear what you're saying?"

"Of course. After all, I want you to cheer up after yesterday's incident."

At that, the lady shoots a glare at Sebastian, mouthing the question, "Did you tell him that little detail?"But the butler simply shrugged and ignored her. "I shall take it from here, Mia. I suppose you have a few things you could prepare for your trip to London."

Going back to her room, Amelia pulled out from her drawer the drawstring bag where she stored a third of Bardroy's money. "Well, I'm not going to be that mean to him. I was planning to give him back what was going to be left of it after I bought those gifts."

Removing her apron as well, she grabbed her coat after tying the said bag around her hips. She looked herself in the mirror, unbuttoned the top part of her uniform and remembered the things Frances told her. Most especially the part where the Midford woman noted on her rather improved performance.

'...However, your movements were a blur, and your speed surprised me. Perhaps that slovenly butler actually trained you well?'

Amelia pondered on it for a moment, not sure if she should believe in it or not. "No more of yesterday, Mia. Although, how could she have said that, for my left shoulder still hurt, even if it doesn't now; perhaps my reflexes just heightened due to adrenaline. It is my responsibility to protect them."

She nodded at herself before sighing contentedly at her reflection. "That's right, and perhaps, I am simply overexerting energy these days." The brunette spun on her heel then went out towards the dining area, where Ciel and Sebastian were waiting. "Did I take too long or did you just not eat much again?" The housekeeper asks soon as she arrived.

"Your point is?"

"Ah, nevermind. Are you really sure you want him to go with me?" She nods towards Sebastian while still looking at the young lord.

"Why do you question my decisions? Do not act as if you're going to shop only for your 'feminine things.'"

"Oh, what if I do?"

"Then you do. I believe Sebastian gives no such care for such trivial matters." Ciel smirks, thinking, 'Besides, he might probably be used to seeing those kinds of things.' Sebastian must have the ability to read minds, as he flashed a sly smirk towards his master's way.

"Are you not being too harsh on Sebastian? Making him go with me for Christmas shopping? For gifts?"

"I believe he doesn't fully understand the concept of 'Christmas spirit', and seeing as how you have it, it's best that you show him what humans usually do during said season."

"But you're the child."

"A child that is not like any child… and you know what I mean." The child even murmurs, "Santa does not exist," remembering his past when he was still younger, and he caught Tanaka placing presents in their stockings. Sebastian heard him, but Amelia only sighs. "Touché kid… well, I still think you're going to regret making this choice," she paused then turned to the butler whose annoyance was radiating off him—yet both humans decided to ignore it—and continued, "So I guess it's time to go?"

"Finally. And here I thought the whole ordeal was over even before the Master's meal. I did not think you two would waste a lot of time bickering over this again." The demon stated, closing his pocket-watch and stands next to the brunette. "Well then, Young Master. We shall return as soon as we can. If any harm befalls you, please do not hesitate to call for my name."

Ciel just shooes them away, and the pair began walking side by side to the carriage waiting outside. It was silent and quick, much to Amelia's delight. Sebastian opened the door for her and she raised a brow. "Do I really have to sit in there?"

Sebastian sighs, totally tired of all the unnecessary comments. "Unless you want to drive the carriage beside me, then it is a yes, my lady." Amelia frowned, presuming his words to be of sarcasm. "Don't mock me with that 'my lady' thing."

She stepped in the carriage and as soon as Sebastian got on, the carriage drove away. Meanwhile, Ciel was already settling himself in his study. He had a huge smirk plastered on his face as he decides to call for the blond chef.

Looking gloomy and nervous, Bardroy spoke in a low voice. "Wh-what did you call me for, Young Master?"

"You were the one that had a bet with Mia, is it true?"

A nod was Bardroy's answer. He gulps, feeling sweat trickling down his nape.

"You want a little payback, am I correct?"

Bardroy instantly perked up with sparkling eyes, probably with a little tears of joy that he was not being fired yet; and most especially, he is being given the chance to get back on Amelia.

"Here's what you need to do; although getting Finnian and Mey-rin to help you out will make things better or hopefully, faster."

"Pardon me for askin', but why'd 'ya suddenly be decidin' on helping me out Young Master?"

"Ah, it's not really for your sake. I also have a goal of my own and it involves the other person not around here." Ciel blatantly crushed the chef's assumptions and with a smirk, "So, will you do it?"

Bardroy saluted with his voice proud and eyes filled with determination, "Yes, my Lord!"

Ciel began instructing him for what he needed to retrieve and what exactly he and the other stooges needed to do. Bardroy had no questions whatsoever and just instantly went along with the plan, even though he could not understand why the trap was meant to have that sort of nature.

Upon leaving the earl's study, the chef had a wide grin as he explains to the other two, "Mey-rin, get the box of decorations, 'cos we're decoratin' the whole place!"

"E-Eh? But M-Mister Sebastian already set up this year's...?" Mey-rin tries, whilst Finnian was innocently cheering in the background. Bardroy raises a brow, "Whad'dya mean, he already did? The Young Master clearly stated that we should add more! That guy's too stone cold to even understand the meaning of the Holidays."

Mey-rin gasps, "The Young Master said that?"

"He said it's an order. So what're we waitin' for?"

The maid joins the gardener in cheering, while Bardroy's grin had a certain glint in it.

Moments later, they were off decorating to their hearts' content that it would seem too chaotic rather than joyous or festive.

But then the maid felt something was off, and she played with the hem of her uniform as she watched Bardroy put the last piece of mistletoe on the ceiling. "B-Bard, I think that's a bit too much, yes it is!"

Even the innocent gardener knew that the blond chef had other plans than just to decorate, "Y-Yeah! Are you hiding something from us?"

Bardroy sighs but was too pleased with his work, "Alright, listen you rabble. The Young Master said..." he stepped down from the ladder and the three huddled together. Mey-rin was soon blushing and Finnian looked confused. "How is all this going to...?"

"Aye, don'cha dare question the person who saved you. In fact, we don' gotta worry. Young Master's backin' us up; and so long as we know where these things are, we won't get into nasty trouble!"

To finally boost their morale, the chef winks, "A little Christmas joke wouldn't be too bad as a payback." Bardroy flashed them a wide grin with his two thumbs up yet the other two only sighed and sweat-dropped.

The carriage came to a stop, once the pair had arrived in London. Amelia steps out and smiles softly, standing on the side of a busy cobblestone street that was filled with strangers and various stores fit for Christmas shopping.

Until her eyes met with Sebastian's did her smile turn into an instant frown. Sebastian gave her a look that told her, "What now, do I look indecent?"

The brunette sighed, her breath forming miniature steam in the air as she ran her hand through her hair. "Ah, don't mind me, it's just… well, when you buy gifts for people during Christmas it's supposed to be a secret."

Sebastian sighs as well and began walking by her side. "I am aware of that. Just because I am 'different', does not mean I don't know what you humans do during this time of the year."

"Alright, my mistake. I should have known better. But have you done this before then?"

The butler stared ahead in silence.

"Plus, I shall admit, it will be really difficult to surprise the likes of you. Which is why, I explicitly wanted to go alone." Amelia mutters, checking out some items in a random stall. Sebastian raises a brow, standing behind her, "Oh? So you're getting me something as well? You know I am not so materialistic."

She places the object down and sighs, scratching her cheek. "I know that alright? Why can you not just think of it as some kind of token of appreciation? Or a reward for being 'good' throughout the year?"

The butler shrugs, "How is that different from the reason behind a birthday present?"

Amelia's gasp made him look down on her, and he saw the brunette's eyes spark in curiosity, "...you have a birthday?" Her voice also sounded hopeful, and it nearly took him aback. "No, I... do not."

The housekeeper pouted and Sebastian tried not to look at her lips. "That seems too sad. Well, I have a spare birthday because of my other er, identity. Want one?" She chuckles then places both hands on the demon's shoulders and shakes him when he didn't respond. "Come on, loosen up even for a few hours. I'll do my best on finding you something that I hope you'd at least enjoy. If you throw it away, I swear, you're just proving to me how much of a douchebag you can be."

Amelia smirks then turns to leave. Sebastian was left standing there and a ghost of either a smirk or a smile graces his lips, thinking, 'As long as it is from her, I would cherish it undoubtedly for an indefinite time.'

The brunette was waiting for him outside another building and a rather large looking store, "Took you long enough. You know, if you'd like, you can go ahead and buy gifts for the others too." Her suggestion fell on deaf ears and he simply nods.

As they entered, the butler asks, "So, have you thought of what to give them?" Sebastian watches Amelia scan the store, while patting the money bag tied around her hips every once in a while. She smiles sheepishly, "That's... the problem. Perhaps I'm seeing a lot that I cannot decide that easily."

Soon, it has been more than fifteen minutes since they have arrived and going behind schedule was unacceptable for the butler. "Ah, so it seems even you are not so good at this gift-giving thing."

"The last time I did this was two years ago. And this time I have the chance, the freedom, where I can afford to buy a few stuff." Amelia murmured with her legs and feet having more energy than her voice. "This is the difficult part of Christmas shopping: what to buy."

"Why not grab the next thing that catches your eye so we can head ho—?" Sebastian was shushed by the lady's index that now rested on his lips. "No can do, Sebastian. I've decided to buy them presents that they—!"

The lady gasps, snapping her fingers, and in that instance, as if a magical lightbulb appeared on top of her head. She taps on her chin and smiles brightly at the demon, "Presents that they want, but could be quite useful as well." Amelia suddenly drags the demon behind her with minimal effort—which was very unusual—and ends up back on the streets, before entering a bookstore. "Alright, first would be Mey-rin's."

Amelia began searching for a book that she was sure Mey-rin would like. "I thought you would get that maid some pair of glasses," the butler murmurs as the brunette scans the shelves. "I doubt she would wear it; also, I doubt a prescription for eyes so farsighted as hers would even exist."

"Why a book then, if you know she will have a hard time reading it?"

"She says she wants to practice her reading, so you and I won't have to clean up after her every mistake. Mey-rin likes you, did you know about it?" The housekeeper looks up at him to see his reaction, but was quite disappointed to see nothing but indifference.

Sebastian sighs, "No, I do not. Although, that will not change a thing." Amelia rolls her eyes, "Ah, the stone-hearted butler. Do you not see when her face flushes or not hear her heart skip with just your presence? Anyway, at least don't tell her that I told you." She winks, before skipping over to a genre she was looking for.

"Horror?" The butler asks, and Amelia chuckles. "She likes these sorts of things. Perhaps that is why she harbors such feelings for you?"

Suddenly, a random woman bumps against her, causing the brunette to lose her balance. Sebastian grabs her, wrapping an arm around her waist to pull her to him. The two stare at each other for a while, then moments later, Sebastian smirks. "Well, I do hear your heart beating rather rapidly at the moment. Tell me, do you 'like' me, Amelia? I would love to know."

The housekeeper pushes herself away from him, trying hard not to blush. "Remove that smirk off your face before I claw it out myself." She exhales sharply, and straightens her skirt. Clearing her throat, she continues, "I thought it would be obvious that adrenaline caused my heart to beat this fast; and not something so silly as 'liking' you."

She walks ahead, following the path the stranger took and saw a few women that were around her age, clustered together at the end of that aisle. Amelia notices that some of the girls were giggling, others were even blushing. When she reached them, she found herself unable to squeeze through the group and Sebastian offers, "Would you like me to procure you a copy of that?"

"Oh, please do. Thank you," she hands him her money bag then watches him head for the shopkeeper before she focused again on trying to see what was causing the commotion. The lady tried as she could, to be polite around her fellow ladies, and finally, she was able to reach and grab the book off the rack. The title read, "Beastly Obsession", with the cover showing a fair maiden, with her shadow forming the silhouette of a horned-beast as though it were creeping up behind her.

'...since when did women even find such a book appealing?' Amelia thinks to herself before flipping through the pages to find the summary. Halfway through it, she gulps and nearly drops it, realizing she made the worst decision of letting her companion get her a copy of it.

'Good heavens... "demon in love", "sinful nights", "elope"... these words do not seem to fit together at all!'

She did not even try to at least read through a chapter and instead, gently placed the book back to where it once stood. "I'm sure there are other... more suitable choices than this one. I better stop Sebas—?" Suddenly, one of the girls there turned to her with a Cheshire grin, holding her own copy of the book tightly to her chest.

"What, you must be silly to think that. Is it not fantastic?" The random woman beamed at Amelia, who in return only smiled sheepishly. "Pardon...?"

"Oh, do forgive me for my late introduction. I am Sophia! My best friend, Beatrize, dragged me here, telling me to buy this book, ever since she discovered that I was being courted."

'Ah... Sebastian would indeed haunt me for this. Mia, you idiot!'

Amelia was already itching to get away from her but could not, for it would seem rude. The sudden closure between her and Sophia shocked her when the latter leaned in to whisper, "Beatrize says, this book is the perfect guide to do it with your lover in the most amazing and pleasurable ways."

The brunette feels a trickle of sweat rolling down the side of her face, feeling disgusted that the woman sounded as though she were purring into Amelia's ear. She stepped back and ran a hand through her hair and breathed out slightly, "Uhm, you know, Sophia, I actually—!"

"And my sweetheart—he's Nate Clifford, just so you know, is the most handsome man I've met in my entire life—hazel eyes and blond hair… nothing but a proper gentleman and I'm positive that I'll be able to convince him to make love to me before we get wed…"

Amelia had slapped Sophia mentally for about five times already, tuning her out when the stranger started blabbering about her life. Sophia could not see that Amelia is not even interested in hearing her story. 'What is taking Sebastian so long? Good God please help me stop myself from shooting this woman…'

"Hey, who's yours?" Sophia nudged Amelia's shoulder to catch her attention again.

"Yes? My what?"

Sophia rolled her eyes. "Goodness, your attention span is surprisingly short," she continued before Amelia lost it, "I asked who your lover is. Who's the man courting you?"

The brunette could only blink twice while thinking of an answer, before Sophia interrupted her again. "You are being courted, right? Unless you might be some kind of pervert to read these things without someone to do it with…" her sudden statement caught at least three other more ladies' attentions and they began whispering to themselves.

"Oh, well, that is... it is not what you think it is. Actually, it's for a friend—?"

"Mia, the shopkeeper found one for you. Here," Sebastian says, standing by her side then, placing a small paperbag on said brunette's hands. He also gave her back the money bag, slightly bending to tie it once more around her hips. Amelia could not decide if she was supposed to be grateful or to be feeling like utter shit.

"Ah-ha, this must be my lucky day… come on, Sebastian. Let's hurry up and leave this instant." Stealthily stepping away from the group of ladies, Amelia once again pulled on Sebastian's arm but Sophia was not letting her go just yet. "Oh my, is that him?"

"Him?" Sebastian looks pointedly at Amelia with a raised brow. She clicked her tongue and winced, cursing under her breath, especially when Sophia said, "Is he your lover?"

When the both of them had turned around slightly, Sophia's eyes were sparkling in delight and her smile was more directed towards the demon butler rather than Amelia herself. "Well," the housekeeper paused, and then smirked. 'Ciel did want me to cheer up, might as well tease Sebastian for a bit,'

"Yes, his name is Sebastian." She smiled at Sophia then looked at Sebastian lovingly, making the demon simply look down at her with an empty look on his face. Sophia steps closer to them, "What a nice name he has—Sebastian, it is such a pleasure to meet you! Mia must be so happy to have a handsome sweetheart for herself."

'Oh, this makes me sick! It better be worth it though. Must he remain like a statue?'

"My name is Sophia Smith." The lady grinned, tucking her strawberry blonde hair behind her ear as she batted her lashes. Beatrize, Sophia's best friend, walked up to them as well. "I have not seen such folks in London; say, did you lovebirds just moved in?" Beatrize asked, and Amelia swore she can see stars in the woman's eyes while she looked up at Sebastian. 'They have been nothing but annoying. But let me stretch it to see how far they can go,'

Since she was busy with her thoughts, Sebastian replied in her stead, "No, we are only in London for the day to buy some Christmas presents,"

"Well, what do you know I'm here for that as well!" Beatrize giggled with slightly pinkish cheeks. "Perhaps you can help Mia decide on things to buy. We have been walking around aimlessly, and all she has gotten was that book." The butler was already playing along, and the lady best-friends chuckled.

"Is that so, Mister Sebastian? I'm sure it will be quite the experience for the both of you."

"Please, just 'Sebastian' will do."

"If it's not so bothersome, would you mind if we all go shopping together?"

The brunette who has gone silent could not help but roll her eyes and fight off a scoff when Beatrize took another step closer beside the demon.

'Truly fantastic. She has a ring on her finger and yet she is flirting with a stranger. Did I not make it a point that Sebastian is my lover? She is worse than Grell! Hold on... why am I thinking of the situation this way?! Lover?! What nonsense am I spouting now? A demon cannot love, Amelia, wake up. Nor are you going to fall for somebody like him... right?'

Sebastian noticed her sudden change of aura and could almost hear her internal screams as he tried not to chuckle evilly. Amelia's mind was put to rest when Sebastian's arm wrapped around her waist and closed the space between their bodies. He then kissed the top of the brunette's head and spoke, "I have to decline your offer miss, for I've already decided to spend the rest of the day with my wife."

Amelia saw the ladies' faces become quite sour, and still, the butler continued, "I hope you do not take it so hardly. It's just that, we have not been able to spend time together lately, with all the children around us." Sebastian chuckled, more because of his companion's wide eyes because of the things he said.

Both ladies shut up, and Amelia took this as a chance to finally end the conversation.

"Oh love," Amelia spoke through gritted teeth and a forced smile as she pressed on Sebastian's chest rather harshly, "You need not tell them that, it's quite embarrassing."

"V-Very well… you two must be on your way now," Beatrize could not stand it and turned around with a feeling of rejection before returning to the swarm of ladies still huddled by the book.

The so-called husband and wife went out immediately after that and Amelia finds herself untangling her body from the demon again. "Next time you challenge me to one of your little games, always make sure that you will have the upper hand."

"Whatever,"

"Then I suppose, this is my win?"

"Whatever." The scowl slowly faded into a smirk after a while of silent walking. "But the way their faces turned at the mention of 'wife' and 'children' was nothing short of amusing. Too bad I could not think of that—Ciel, and the three stooges—it was brilliant,"

"Ah, but what were you thinking of then? Could you have fantasized about being my wife? Or how about bearing children?"

Amelia scoffs, "Please, I would much rather not. It is refreshing to be free, and I am still young to ever tie the knot with a man of my age." Then, she realized, "Oh wait, how old are you again?"

"Much older than you think; even more than all your and the Young Master's grandparents' ages combined."

Amelia's brows rise, "Well, I'm surprised. I mean, I knew you were old, but not ancient. So... if you've been around for that long, I wonder if you've paid attention to any of the women that has ever approached you."

"It depends whether they would make for a good snack."

The housekeeper sighs, but ends up chuckling. "Well, someone like you cannot feel love, nor have the ability to do so. They must have thought you were also interested in them, to have their hand in marriage. How pitiful; I'm pleased that I know what you are, and that I will never let myself end up in your stomach." she enters another store, now thinking of Finnian.

Sebastian felt something inside him clench at her words, in what would be pain in his chest if he had a heart. 'Must I tell her?' he asks himself, remembering the conversation he had with Ciel back in Houndsworth. "But what if I can, Amelia?"

"Yes?" The housekeeper was feeling through animal rag dolls and their softness when she was asked that question.

"What do you think of a demon feeling something so human as love? Or just, an emotion that could be likened to it in a way?"

Amelia gulps, remembering the book inside the paperbag, and hums. "It is something impossible." She shakes her head, "Ah, but since you have mentioned it, I suppose that is not the case. Just tell me whether you're finally going to reciprocate Mey-rin's feelings."

Quite disappointed in what she said, Sebastian pushed on. "You're quite belittling my taste. Plain women can never seduce me, my dear. Besides, I believe I have my sights set on you."

The housekeeper faltered in her movements, and Sebastian knew she would be pondering over that for a time. Before she begins to ask him again, the butler teases her, "You should have seen your face when the other woman stepped beside me; I thought you were about to cry."

Amelia gasps, facing him then punched his arm with flushed cheeks. "I was not! Stop being so full of yourself, and don't presume that I was jealous."

"...I never said anything about you getting jealous, my dear,"

The brunette groans, rubbing her temples in an attempt to prevent a headache from coming. Sebastian chuckled, "And now may I ask why she assumed us to be 'sweethearts'?"

She sighed and answered nonchalantly while getting a bird doll, "Well, the freckled one—Sophia—started blabbering about her romantic life when she saw me read the book's summary. I tried telling her it was for Mey-rin but she would not listen. And then you gave me the book and arrived there so suddenly, thus, I thought I should tease you a bit."

Amelia fell in line to pay for the toy. "Still though, the other one, Beatrize, seemed like she was already engaged." Sebastian shrugs, "I did see she had a ring,"

The brunette brought out money and the shopkeeper began packing the toy. "And they call themselves a lady. Having the nerve to flirt with a stranger, presuming that that stranger was already with somebody as well: if I was the man she were to marry, I would have ended the engagement."

The pair was outside again, and Sebastian helps her, carrying the items for her. Amelia goes in a novelty shop to buy a tobacco pouch and some colorful hairpins. "I thought you didn't like him smoking," the butler states as she pays for the items again.

"At least, I won't see them anywhere."

Their walk was silent, and only the city buzzing filled their ears. The brunette seems to be pleased, a small smile on her face. They pass by Twinings, where a number of people would be having their tea accompanied by a light snack, and most of the customers were couples.

"Would you like to take a break?" Sebastian gestured for the shop she was looking at and the lady refused. "The sooner I finish, the sooner we go home. Besides, I know someone who makes the best tea and the best cakes I have ever tasted." Amelia winks at him and enters a candy store just across Funtom's.

"Going to enemy territory? For what purpose?"

"Ah, you'll see."

She gets some cigar-looking candy, and a few new flavors that she was sure Funtom was not selling. There was a line again, and this time, there were children, accompanied by their parents. The housekeeper stared a them, with a distant look in her eyes that the butler clearly noticed. "Well, if you do not mind me asking. Have you ever thought of having a family of your own, living a simple, quaint life?"

"That is... I cannot say no, because that would be a lie. Of course, I am still a lady, and were raised to be one." Amelia looks at him, raising her left hand to her face and points to a certain finger, "If Elizabeth has Ciel to make her heart flutter, then, I too, had someone similar."

Sebastian finds himself frowning upon that, "You had a fiancé." It was no longer a question and he felt quite stupid for not assuming that even before. Amelia nodded, moving a step closer in the line after an unruly set of children were finally put at ease.

"I loved him, however, I think I was a fool for believing that he felt the same. He broke the engagement around spring, a few months before my real birthday."

Sebastian was not so sure whether he was pissed at the fact that she loved some other unworthy man, or at the man for hurting Amelia. "How long were you together?" The demon punches himself internally for asking a question he would much rather not hear the answer to. "...over a year or two? But nothing so undignified ever happened between us. Maybe a dance here, a walk there. He always held my hand, gave me flowers, and if nobody was looking, he'd steal a kiss to my cheek before we parted." she had a longing smile as she remembered the bliss she once felt in her youth.

Sebastian clenched his free hand into a fist—maybe he will admit to himself that he's a little jealous, especially with that look on her face—'Me? Jealous of a human? That is too low for someone like me.'

Amelia sees that the butler has gone quiet and spares him a look. "Oh, you look like you could kill someone and chop their head off," she chuckles and then a sly smile graces her lips, "Relax, it is all but a part of my past; you seem agitated, could you possibly be..." she chuckles, too amused to even finish her thought. "I have yet to feel or find love again. That, I am sure of."

She was finally paying for the candies when the butler spoke, "You are?"

"What?"

Sebastian sighs, still trying to calm himself. Without intending to do it, he glares at the brunette, making her flinch. "Nothing. Please do finish your shopping so we can return to the manor. I would not want to arrive to stones, pebbles and ash."

Wooh I had a lot of free time so... yas a longer update! Pretty happy with getting reviews lately! Heehee, Mia had an ex-fiance and Sebastian got jealous lol. Such a possessive demon he is. Next chapter will be the payback Ciel had schemed... and I hope it turns out good. I liked writing this chapter too though. Again, thank you follows/faves/reviews! I appreciate and love you all guys!

Luna Bass- LOL. Oh yes, yes it is! ;D

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