HEY! HOW YOU DOIN! Yes I know, I am weird but I am just in a good mood today! Well, here is another installment of Louis and Sebastian and the other people that are barely mentioned because hey, it's not about them. I just got how the story is gonna end formulated in my head and it is the ISH! It is such a good cliffhanger that a lot of you are going to hate me when the story is over!
AmethystChou: I am following the manga line up but when I get tired and don't feel like typing word for word, I give up and just put lines that pop up in my head. Some of it is in the manga and some is in the anime. So…yea :)
EXCELSIOR!
P.S. Here's a hint for the ending: P
Sebastian: *taps shoulder* Ms. ConfusedAuthor?
Me: What?
Sebastian: You have failed to put a disclaimer at the beginning of your chapters. I do believe that I have told you to do this before, yes?
Me: Clearly I don't own it, Bassy. I don't think the people want to be constantly reminded every chapter. They just wanna read the lovey dovey stuff between you and Louis…
Sebastian: Lovey dovey?
ENJOY!
I knew it…I just fucking knew it! I knew I shouldn't have danced with Sebastian last night! I told myself that it wouldn't work out in the end and I was RIGHT! You wanna know what I was dreaming about last night after the party?
Me and Sebastian.
Fucking.
Yes, that's right. That's what I dreamed about. That's the only word I can use to describe it. I mean, what the hell!? What does that have to do with anything that went on last night!? We danced and that was it. Sure he took off my robe and helped me into my dress and was touching me everywhere but that dream was uncalled for! I don't even want to go into the details. But I need to vent out my life…
Okay so this is how it went: We were in a really large room that was nicely decorated with gold and red linen with a king sized bed and a HUGE bay window. From what Sebastian was wearing, I guess it was a honeymoon type thing. I was laying on the bed in a long white dress, stretching and cracking my back. Sebastian walked into the room, his white button down open and his black slacks riding low. I felt my dream self (As I am now calling her because I do not claim that slut as mine) bite her lip as she looked Sebastian up and down. Sebastian stopped and stared at me, well her, and smiled seductively.
"Ah, I see that you are awake…" he said, throwing his jacket on the chair nearby. My slutty dream self smiled seductively and crawled over to the edge of the bed, beckoning Sebastian with one finger.
I don't act like that, do I?
Sebastian smirked and walked over to her, stroking her cheek as he looked into her eyes. At this point in the dream, I was no longer her but I was more watching it like some sick voyeur. She ran her hands up and down his groan before slithering up to his face, stroking his neck. "But I'm still very tired…Maybe you can help me go back to sleep?" she said, kissing his lips multiple times.
Okay, first of all, that was really corny. 'Maybe you can help me go back to sleep?'? Oh come on, dream slut! You're a slut, do a better job!
Sebastian kissed her back, gripping her butt as he did. "I see…But there is something I need you to do…" he began, pulling her off of him. My dream slut looked Sebastian up and down, clearly confused. "What is it?" she asked.
"Suck." Sebastian said bluntly, pointing down to his erection as he smirked.
And that is when I decided that I had seen enough. I sprung up in bed with a 'WTF' expression on my face. That dream made me really concerned for my mental health. Yes, I know that I saw Sebastian and I doing the do and I know that there was a time that I did want to hump the Jesus out of him. Well, Satan because he's a demon but whatever! It kept playing in my head even after I woke up! I heard every disgusting noise! FUCK MY LIFE!
I rubbed my temples as I looked around the room. Huh, that's weird. Usually Sebastian is here to wake me up. Guess I must be early…I looked down at myself to find myself in ANOTHER new nightgown. This one was a short silk purple one with black lace. I swear to you if Sebastian picked this out…I'll kill him.
I leaned back against the mast of the bed, biting my lip in irritation. I can't go back to sleep even though I'm really tired because of that horrid dream. I can't simply get up and walk around because I'll wake up the maid—Wait. The maid!? I looked around the room once again to find that I wasn't in my private area anymore. I was in the servants courters. What the flubbernuggets! Did Sebastian move me here? Does that mean I'm hired? I don't like cliffhangers! Hey wait a second. Isn't this the maid from the other day? GASP! ANOTHER FEMALE IN THE HOUSE THAT IS HOPEFULLY AROUND MY AGE! YAY!
I crawled out of bed and walked over to the maid's bedside, staring at her. Hopefully she doesn't wake up or else this will be awkward. She was really pretty. We had almost the same skin tone and hair color. I wonder if she could be a—
"S-Sebastian…"
Um, what the fuck?
"O-Oh…S-S-Sebastian…"
Where the hell are her hands?
"O-Oh my…"
Okay~ Maybe I should leave…I slowly backed away from her bed and checked my phone. 0 messages. I'm not surprised since my best friend is dead, Greg doesn't give a rat's ass about me even though he apparently loves me now, and Felix is MIA. I really miss Lucy and I still haven't given Sebastian Hell for killing her yet. But since he doesn't remember, I'll have to wait to avenge her. Slipping on the slippers I found near my bedside (I swear to God Sebastian…), I walked out of my room towards the kitchen since I was absolutely STARVING!
The kitchen is in the basement, right? Oh well…I'll find it soon…
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Sebastian gazed up at me as he made Ciel's tea, his sleek eyebrow raised. He probably wasn't expecting me to be up this early. Neither did I…
"Good morning, Miss Louis," he greeted, pouring the tea into cerulean cups. I gave him the cold shoulder and opened the cabinet, reaching up on my tippy toes for the coffee powder. Sebastian smirked widely and walked over to me, taking the coffee powder down for me and placing it in my hand. I narrowed my eyes at him and walked around to the other side of the island to make my coffee with the leftover hot water. Sebastian eyed me suspiciously and leaned against the counter.
"Is something the matter, Miss Louis? You seem tired…" Sebastian asked, his facing shining with sympathy. I sipped on my coffee and looked him up and down before turning away from him. Sebastian tilted his head. 'Did I do something wrong?' he thought to himself.
Don't you guys give me that look. I have every right to give him the silence treatment after the scarring things I saw in my head.
I went into the icebox and pulled out some deli meats and cheeses, making a nice sandwich.
"Miss Louis?" Sebastian called. I tilted my head and pretended to look around as if I heard something that shouldn't be there. (Sebastian)
Sebastian placed back on his tail coat and carried the tray over to a cart, continuing to watch me. "Is something wrong? Do you wish to talk about it?" he asked again. I scratched my ear and bit into my sandwich. Sebastian became slightly uncomfortable and touched my shoulder when he got closer. I turned around and looked him up and down.
"May I ask why you seem to be ignoring me, Miss Louis?"
I bit into my sandwich and stared into his eyes. "Fuck off." I said. Sebastian smirked, thinking of a way to get under my skin. "Not now, my dear Louis. I am afraid that that will have to wait till later." He closed his eyes as his smirk grew wider. "I am on duty after all."
I blushed profusely.
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"That's it. This wire's done for…" Bard said as he wore a construction helmet with a light, looking up into the ceiling. Mey-Rin and Finny held the ladder, staring up at him in despair. "It's those mice again, is it?' Mey-Rin asked, sighing. Finny gazed around at the floor. "We've got lots of them this year, don't we?"
Bard hopped down from the ladder, slinging the leftover wire on his arm. "This is ridiculous. I heard that there was an epidemic in London but I never thought that they would reach so far out in the city. Business will surely bust if they continue to scramble around the place. Dirty lit'l things…" Finny slowly looked past Bard as a mouse peaked its head out of its hole. The mouse looked around before scurrying across the floor, aiming for the other side.
Finny crept over to a bust of a philosopher from Greek time and twirled it over his head. "NOW I'VE GOT YOU, RAT!" He slammed down the bust.
"NO!" Bard screamed in terror. Mey-Rin gasped and tried to run away. The entire Phantomhive manor rumbled from the impact.
Finny sat down on the floor, scratching his head and giggling. "Looks like it got away."
A vein popped on Bard's head. "WHY ARE YOU LAFFIN' FOR!? ARE YOU TRYIN' TO KILL US TOO, YOU IDGIT!?" Mey-Rin chuckled nervously as the dust cleared. Tanaka calmly drank tea and only laughed his charming laugh.
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The room was dark and filled with tension. The only lighted object was the pool table centered in the room. Around it stood a mysterious Chinese man wearing a navy blue Tangzhuang with a light blue dragon circling around it, a curvy woman covered in red from head to toe, a plump man with sleek black hair and a pencil moustache, a young man with blonde hair and a large scar across his face, and Lord Randall. Ciel sat slump in a chair, watching the pool game smugly as if it were nothing. The plump man chomped away on a sandwich as the noise drew his attention. "It would seem that there are mice here as well. How long do plan to let them run around?" he asked Ciel. Lau tapped his pool stick against the floor.
"Run around? Oh no, he will take care of them in time," The Chinese man known as Lau explained.
"He is just waiting for the opportune moment to strike. Will you pass this turn as well, Lord Phantomhive?" the woman known as Angelina Durless or Madam Red asked.
Ciel tilted his head and smirked. "I'll pass. It's my policy not to shoot if I know I'll miss."
The man with the scar known as Azzurro Vanel shot at the balls. The cursor ball fell into one of the pockets. Azzurro clicked his teeth in irritation.
Lord Randall gritted his teeth. "Stop with this pompous talk. When do you plan on eliminating these filthy vermin."
Ciel tapped his pool stick on the floor, holding it and resting his head against it. "Anytime you'd like. I already had Clause secure the necessities." Lau lined up his shot and fired with ease, inching the 7th ball closer to the pocket. "It will be quite a bother to locate the nest and eradicate them. I hope you have a nice reward prepared…" Ciel said.
"You vulture!—" Lord Randall began.
"Sir Randall." Ciel cut him off. "I would watch how you smear my family name…Even after you had spent a fortune on bloodhounds that haven't even caught a single mouse."
Lau pouted in disappointment. "Too bad. A foul. My~billiards is hard…" Azzurro laughed at Sir Randall. "You're in trouble now, Randall. So what now, Lord Phantomhive?" he asked. Ciel smirked.
"I saw we put an end to this silly game…" Ciel walked up to Randall and stopped. "How soon can you get my payment?" he asked. Randall sighed in defeat. "Tonight. I'll have it for you then." Ciel kept walking towards the pool table. "Very well." He hopped on top of the edge of the table, crossing his feet at the ankle. "I'll have a carriage pick you up later. And maybe we can even provide for you a light entertainment."
The plump man stared at Ciel. "Wait, you pass your turn twice and now you're after all of them in one go!?" Ciel lined up his shot. "Naturally…" Randall watched him. "Careful, your greed will undo you…" Ciel chuckled and fired at the last three balls. As the 9th ball slowly tipped into the pocket he asked, "Am I undone?"
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"Um…What the hell are you guys doing?" I asked as I saw Mey-Rin (apparently that's her name), Finny, and Bard running around the house after mice. Finny was wearing a cat suit and apparently the cats turned into Benedict Arnold and started attacking him instead. Mey-Rin had mouse traps attached all over herself.
What the hell did she do? Roll around in them like snow?
And whatever Bard was holding made me wanna hurl.
Is there an eyeball in that pot?
Sebastian walked up next to me and smirked at me. I rolled my eyes and looked away from him. Just because I was wearing the cute yellow/tangerine sundress with the white bow around the waist that he apparently bought for me doesn't mean I am gonna talk to him. Sebastian looked up at the 3 jackasses and raised his eyebrows at their appalling state. "What are you doing?" he asked them. "WE'RE TRYING TO CATCH MICE! WHAT DOES I' LOOK LIKE!?" Bard yelled, running around with his soup ladle and pot-o-death. So they answer Sebastian but not me?
"Sebastian!" Sebastian and I turned around. Ciel walked down the hallway, carrying documents that he was reading over. "Young master." Sebastian greeted, surprised that he was here. I smiled. "Good morning, Ciel." I greeted. Ciel froze in his strides and looked at me. "If you are to work in this manor, you better start calling me 'Young master'," he said. I raised my eyebrow. "I'll do it when guests are around, but not when we're alone…" Ciel rolled his eyes. "Good enough. Sebastian. Send a carriage to Lord Randall's mansion tonight." Sebastian tilted his head as did I.
"A carriage, sir?"
"We will be hosting a party."
Sebastian smirked. "Very good, sir. Once I have made the arrangements for the carriage, I shall bring you your afternoon tea." I looked from Sebastian to Ciel and back.
"Can you tell me what's up with the double meanings? Lulu wanna know!" I said, making a puppy dog face. IGNORED. Ciel nodded and turned on his heel, walking off. "All right then…" Sebastian bowed. Finny ran past us as a cat chewed on his head. I watched him. Mey-Rin ran around panting as mouse traps thrashed around her hands.
"Right…"
In a flash, Sebastian dived and caught a pair of mice in each of his hands. He quickly dumped them off in Tanaka's net. "Now then…Stop playing around and get back to work. We are expecting a guest tonight." The servants along with me stared at him stunned. Sebastian dusted off is hands and walked off to the kitchen. "YESH, SHIIIIIIIRRRRRRR…" they groaned. Bard struggled to pull the pot on his head. "Um…You want some help with that?" I asked.
Bard nodded his head as he continued to tug on the large pot. I rolled my eyes and grabbed the handles, sticking my leg back and bending my news. I had a feeling that if I didn't stand like a person trying to stop a bull, I would end up clattering to the floor. "Brace yourself. This is gonna hurt…" I tugged with all my might as Bard pulled back.
POP!
Twisting my feet to keep balance, I triumphantly held the pot-o-death which made me want to hurl even more. Seriously, what did he put in here? It's like a Yeti took a shit in the pot and marinated it in tomato bisque. I think I just threw up in my mouth a little. Bard pulled of his goggles, watching the shitmato bisque flowed out of it. He wiped off his face and looked me up and down. "Thanks…uh…who are you again?" he asked, standing up. He had a few good inches on me. Had to look up just to see his nose. Why am I so short?
"I'm Louis Maylon."
Bard scratched his nose. "Oh yea…" Mey-Rin continued to wail in terror and run around with her mouse trap covered self. I shook my head and walked over to her, grabbing her by the shoulders and forcing her to sit on the ground. Carefully trying not to injure myself, I pulled back the mouse traps off her hands and her feet.
"Uh…Thank you…" she said, rubbing her small hands together.
Finny ran around with a cat still chewing on his head in his cat suit. He may have looked really cute but he was a jackass. I stuck out my foot and tripped him.
Don't give me that look.
The cat that was attacking him went flying through the air and landed on its back, not its feet. It stood up slowly and hissed at me before running off. Speaking of which, where is my cat? I haven't seen her since we got here…I'll look for her later.
Finny peeled his face off the ground as it began to turn red from contact. He rubbed his nose and tears formed in his eyes. "Why would you do that, Louis?" he asked. "To get the cat off, duh!" I said, holding the pot under my arm. "Now you guys should get back to work before—"
"SEBASTIAN RIPS OUR HEADS OFF!" they all yelled in unison. The three jackasses ran down the hallway to wherever the hell they were supposed to be, tripping over one another. A hair popped up on my head.
"WHY IS EVERYONE IGNORING ME!?" I yelled.
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~Sebastian's P.O.V.~
I washed the plates leftover in the sink that Bard had failed to wash. I swear that the servants of this manor are a complete waste of space and that I should have not invited them to work for my young master. I was a fool to think that they only skill they require is fighting and battle strategy. These imbeciles need a lot more than that. And this woman…There is something so familiar about her. It has been bothering me since she arrived only 2 days ago. Where did she come from? Why is she here? I wonder…
The door nearby me slowly creaked open. I peered at it from the corner of my eye and waited for the being behind it to emerge. It was Louis. She strolled inside of the room (still ignoring me apparently) and placed the large pot in the sink next to my own. The pot had a horrid odor and since my nose is a tad bit stronger than humans, it bothered me greatly. I smirked and went back to my work. "I see you are still going to ignore me at all costs, Miss Louis…" I said, chuckling to myself. She looked around as if she had heard something and went back to scrubbing the pot. I chuckled and finished washing the dishes, wiping my gloved hands on a cloth. "Miss Louis…Do you not hear me speaking to you?" I asked, leaning against the counter. She yawned and ran the sponge along the rim of the pot.
"You are aware that if you do not respond to my commands, I can easily fire you since I am the head of staff, naturally." She flinched. I smiled. "Are you willing to cooperate now?" I asked, looking into her eyes.
"I could've sworn I heard something…Guess it was nothing…" she said as she went back to work. Honestly, I was expecting her to give up this nonsense. Guess I was wrong…I rolled my eyes and circled around her.
"I hope the dress is to your liking…I picked it out especially for you…" I noticed her twitch. I continued to circle around her. "It suits you very well…But I wonder…" I leaned close to her ear. "How you would look…out of it…"
A shiver ran throughout her entire body, making her feet click together. Louis performed a few deep breathing exercises to calm her nerves (or hormones, whichever one) and continued to wash the pot. I shook my head and took my young master's pie out of the oven for it to cool.
"You are aware that I can bother you all day until you do as I say, yes?"
Louis bit her lip and turned to me, her hands on her hips.
"Fine…then let me give you your punishment early…"
She pulled her arm back quite far and slapped me across the cheek before walking out of the kitchen. "Go kick rocks," she said as she left.
"…"
I licked my cheek to only be rewarded with a sting of pain. She may be human, but her slaps are powerful…My young master has rewarded me greatly with this entertainment…I shall have to thank him later.
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Ciel leaned against his study door, closing it shut. He let out a deep sigh from all the stress he was under. "Haaah…" he said as he breathed in and out deeply. Ciel looked over the document in his hand.
"Why are our servants so carefree-?"
Out from the shadows came a hand that creepily clasped a cloth with chloroform on it around Ciel's nose and mouth. The drunken chemical filled into Ciel's tiny lungs. He could taste it on his tongue…Ciel grabbed hold of the arm around his neck and tugged on it. He felt himself getting weaker every second.
Damn…He said to himself. His arm went limp. The capture laid Ciel's body on the floor, binding him with strong leather belts and chains. The capture lurked around Ciel's office, pulling out drawers and throwing documents everywhere.
"Damn, where is it!?" the person yelled. He slid his hands across the desk, knocking off all of its content. He bit his nail and thought. Hearing approaching footsteps lingering, the capture picked up the limp Ciel and leaped out the window, running off with his ransom.
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Sebastian and I walked in silence. He probably didn't want to talk to me because I slapped him and I didn't wanna talk to him because I am still scarred. Well…Yeah…That's pretty much it…Don't look at me like that. You're making me feel guilty…Stop…Ugh, FINE!
"It's too quiet around here…I don't like it…" I said, looking around. Sebastian raised his eyebrow at me. "Would you prefer it if the servants were running around?" My eyes widened.
"God, no!"
Sebastian chuckled. "I do agree with you, however." We reached Ciel's office door. Complete silence.
My feet shuffled nervously on the floor. "I don't like this…"
"Neither do I…" Sebastian said, his eyes narrowing. He knocked on the door lightly. "Young master. I have brought your pie and afternoon tea."
The wind blew in the distance. Sebastian and I looked at each other. "Ciel? I have sweets for you…"
Again silence.
Frightened, I pushed open the door. The study was completely empty! Documents and books were flung around everywhere! I covered my mouth to muffle my screams. Sebastian's eyes widened. "This is—Oh dear…How could this be…?"
Oh my Mary & Joseph, a demon showing sympathy and concern? I must be high…
"And after all that, the tea and pie will go to waste now…"
SMACK!
I placed my fists on my hips and stared Sebastian down. He licked his cheek and stared at me.
"I would appreciate it if you stopped slapping me, Miss Louis."
"You want me to kick you in the balls next!? What the hell is wrong with you!? Your—Our young master is gone and all you care about is the damn pie!? He's still a kid, I hope you know!!" I yelled, narrowing my eyes.
"…"
I rolled my eyes and ran over to the window, searching out of it.
"Oh Ciel…Where are you?" I asked the wind, tears forming in my eyes.
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A large manor loomed in the distance with bodyguards all around it. They wore all black and scanned the area for any unwanted guests. A clock ticked ominously in the foyer. Ciel's limp body leaned against the wall, his bangs covering his face. A large Pinscher sat near the capture's desk, growling softly.
"You, the 'order' of the Inghilterra underworld. Dissidents meet their end in the jaws of our absolute power…You, the watchdog of the queen. Over many generations has our kind done the government's dirty work…You, the aristocrat of evil." The capture laughed as he picked up a cigar and clipped off the end with a mini guillotine. "Just how many aliases do you have? And how many families have you crushed?" He took a deep drag from his cigar.
"Ciel Phantomhive…" the capture said as if his name were poison. Ciel lifted his head slowly, stains of blood on his lip, chin, and under his nostril.
"So it was you…Azzurro Vanel…"
Azzurro sighed and rubbed his head. "You know, little Phantomhive…Here in your country, it is hard to penetrate the tea stained minds of you Inglesi, so the Italian mafia has to find a new way to make money."
Ciel's face darkened with an angry shadow.
"Think about it. What do you think is the best way to make money?"
"…"
Azzurro became sinister. "Not murder, not smuggling…Not women, not organs…That leaves drugs, yes?"
"…"
"But once we get here, there is not a single whiff of the sweet fragrance, thanks to the Queen's guard dog…"
"The Pharmacy Act of 1868 listed opium as a restricted substance. It is the Queen's decree." Ciel said bluntly.
Azzurro groaned in irritation. "There it is! The reason I hate all you Inglesi! The Queen this! The Queen that! You act like this woman is your own mother! You line your pockets while thinking you're better than the rest of us, but the truth is that we are not different from each other. We would like to make some money with you if possible."
"I have no intention of colliding with sewer rats like you…" Ciel said, narrowing his eyes at him.
"So you say, but I wonder about the others…Maybe they are afraid of the watchdog and are waiting for the time being…In fear of Ciel Phantomhive…" Azzurro took a deep drag. "I was especially careful not to deal these drugs in Italy. It surprises me that you were able to find me so quickly. I didn't think you would use Clause to get them. That is why, me, I am useless." Azzurro leaned against the desk and laughed with the other members. "The boss, he will yell at me again!" he said, laughing. "Now, do you understand what I want?" His lips smiled around his cigar.
"If you tell me where the drugs are, you will be returned home safely…Little Phantomhive."
"If I fail to return home, Clause will hand over the evidence to the government." Ciel chuckled. "Unfortunate for you…"
Azzurro quickly pulled out a gun. "One must never look down on your elders, you snot nosed noble!" he yelled, pointing the gun at Ciel's temple. "I already have my men at your mansion. Where are the drugs!? Tell me now or your servants start dying one by one!"
Ciel's head slowly tilted as he smiled. "Oh I think they'll be alright. I hope your precious pet dogs know how to play fetch."
Azzurro smiled and shook his head before fiercely kicking Ciel across the face. He picked up a phone near himself. "You hear that!? The time for talk is over!!" He slammed down the phone.
Sorry if that wasn't a lot guys! And also sorry that if there aren't a lot of LouisxSebastian parts. It's just that if I wanted to go to the full length I wanted to, I would have taken me a few more days because I am swamped this week. Um enjoy and please review! LOUIS FOREVER!