Disclaimer- I don't own Kuroshitsuji….yet… mwahha….

First off… THANK FOR THE REVIEWS! They motivate me to continue…

Thank you ECYA…. You seem to have a lot of insight into this story… XD You can see far ahead into the plot….. I wouldn't want to give anything away however…hehe….

And forVidgealz C Valvatore… the song was ' As the World falls down', by David Bowie. Strange man… great song though… sort of sad as well. It's from the movie 'Labyrinth'… I know the song wasn't made around this story's time… but I decided it suited the theme.

Sebastian POV

I watch with curiosity as the small boy eats. Well, practically inhales. He takes a piece of steak I cut for him, chewing on it, then goes to grab some toast and munch on that as well. He polishes off everything fast, then picks up the cup of tea and gulps it down. Once finished, he places the cup on the table while looking up at me… and makes a small burp. This sends him into a fit of giggles, and I plaster a smile on my face.

"I take it as you enjoyed your meal?" I pick up the plates and cups, tuning to dump them into the sink behind me. As soon as they hit the bottom of it, they smash to pieces. It doesn't matter to me if they break. I can always materialize more… but using all my abilities in front of this kid may frighten him. I want him to trust me, after all.

"It tasted nice. Thank you, Sebatan." Xavier smiles up at me happily, not pronouncing my name right at all. I tilt my head, wondering why a small boy who speaks like a toddler at times can ever read the famous works of Milton? A book that is meant for a person years his senior? But this is good… his mind developing fast. It will help. I have no interest in a brat.

Now… I must train this child… but at the same time, not let him know he's part demon, I think to myself as I watch the boy closely. That poses… a problem. I mean, he's smart like an older child… but has all a younger child's curiosity.

"You're welcome, Xavier. And there is no need to thank me." I turn and head to the other room. "Come along." If I was going to help this child…. I needed to know more.

He follows, his small pattering on the floor moving fast to keep up. I walk to the room that was to the right of the houses' entrance, leading us into a library. Square, tall shelves going up about nine feet, and above those shelves a balcony that could be reaches from the second floor of this place. The upper level contained more books, all of different sizes and colors. In the center of the room, looking dull, were two old couches facing each other, a small murky brown table in between them. This place really was something when it was newer.

"It is dirty…." Xavier glanced around slowly before walking to a couch, gingerly sitting on top of it. I walk briskly to a shelf on the other side of the room. There is only one window in the entire room, and I pull back the curtains, and old smell wafting up from them. Frowning a bit, I decided I should have spruced it up more…. oh well. I let the light pour in, illuminating the cold space before walking around the walls, searching.

"The value of something isn't based on its looks, but its purpose…." My eyes trail over the old volumes, all thick and old. Alright… maybe I should have fixed-up everything. Then again, the book I was looking for couldn't be fixed… I smirk to myself as I look for it. Ahh… there you are…I go to the end of the shelf, the corner of the room feeling cold. Smiling, I pick it up, and then turn and head back to Xavier. This was a bit off topic… but I still needed to see something….

The boy, meanwhile, had his mind elsewhere. "Purpose… what if there is no …. purpose? Does that mean there's no… v-value?" He frowns, his brow furrowed on concentration as he stumbles slightly on the words. I watch with interest. For such a small being… he definitely thinks of the oddest things….

"Then perhaps there isn't any value without a purpose…." I place the book on the table in front of him. "I want you to look this over. Can you read?" I question, opening the book. It felt overly heavy in my hands, and the atmosphere of it was something that didn't belong.

"A wittle bit… not rweally…" he pouts to himself, moving to sit on the edge of the couch. His large eyes take in the book with interest. Smiling, I open it.

"This is an old book… on what some humans have picked up on witchcraft, demonology, and such." I (sort of) lie, opening to a page, and old odor wafting up from it. The boy's nose scrunches up, but he continues to look at it. I flip to a random page, scanning it, and deeming it pretty regular, I turn it too him. It was a simple thing… some old notes. "I want you to try and read this piece…." I flip the book around so he can look at it.

"Shape… shape-shifting… is an… a-ability certain… en… en-entities…? Can … perform." He looks up at me questioningly, and I nod in approval. He beams at me, and I smile slightly.

"Alright, Xavier, thank you. That is all." I pick up the book, turning to put it back in its spot. Xavier glances at me confused.

"We aren't going to wread more?"

"Why would we?"

"… I dunno…"

I turn to look at him. "I was just seeing how well you could read… now, if you wouldn't mind, I'd like to see to some other things." I then look around, before being able to find it. A small piece of metal. Hiding it calmly in my sleeve, I hold out my hand to him to lead him back to the other room. He seems to have appeared to trust me, for he takes it and lets me lead him. I lead him, wondering how to do the next part.

This is the most difficult… test his healing ability, though I can't scare him away…. I walk to the kitchen again, pausing. Then, I look down at the boy. Deciding just to go with it, I let the sliver of metal fall, hitting his hand. He yelps, and pulls his hand away to look down. He doesn't notice the small piece on the floor, holding his hand with a confused and hurt look. It makes me feel slightly bad for once, and with a sigh, I bend over. "Let me see it."

He holds out the hand obligingly, and I stare at the cut. It is tiny, barely bleeding… but it must hurt. It should, too.

The sliver of metal was a part of a death scythe, a shinigami blade. I watched as the cut, right before my eyes, effectively healed to a small red looking mark, then faded to white, then nothing. I marveled at it. A demon could heal from it, yes. A shinigami could, but a scar was normally left. And not only did he heal though, but it happened fast. Xavier looks confused that I am just staring at his hand, and he pulls it back to stare as well.

"It's gone…"

"It is indeed." Smiling, I turn and head to the kitchen again. Materializing a drink, I hand it to him. Should I?...No. Don't want to do too much the first day…I think to myself as he takes the drink, happily gulping it down. I could see how he would take consuming a soul another time… depending on how demon he might be, I wouldn't exactly want to send him into a frenzy.

"Sebastan?"

"Yes?"

"Now what?" He hands the cup back to me.

Taking it, I answer him. "Now, we can have a little fun…." Thankfully, knowing the type of people my Master occasionally had around, I knew of some ways that could occupy this kid… I turn back to the counter, asking him a final question.

"Ever played cards?"

About an hour had passed… I was now glancing at the pocket watch. It had been 56 minutes and 43 seconds, to be exact. The Master had given me permission to attend to "business matter's"…. he had agreed. Technically, it wasn't a lie since he didn't elaborate or ask questions. He probably just assumed I was off doing other things to help aid him in other matters. However, I would need to be more careful. Wouldn't want to arouse his suspicion… plus, that reaper would be here soon.

"Xavier, it is almost time for you to go. It is rather late." I lay my hand of cards down, tossing them aside along with the deck. Xavier looks upset, but nods and puts down his cards as well.

"Alwright… can I have milk?" He looks up at me hopefully, and I open my mouth to answer when I hear a voice.

"You can have some when you get home." We both turn, seeing no one other than William in the doorway. I stare at him apathetically, and he mutely stares back. Xavier yelps 'daddy!', and runs across the room towards him, wrapping his tiny arms around him. William picks him up with ease.

"Spears."

"Michealis."

"Wasn't too hard to find your way here, hopefully."

"Not at all. Though I wonder why you chose such an isolated spot."

"Well, I had to, if I'm going to help this… kid." I emphasize the last word. Better than saying demon… wouldn't want to anger the death god. William merely stares in silent contempt.

"… Indeed…. Xavier, let's go." He spun on his heel and walked out the room's door, disappearing. Seeing as he was what he was, he should have no trouble finding his way home. Satisfied, I go back to the other room, into the dingy old library. It has gotten noticeably colder, the freezing winds seeping into the old and broken down home. I cross the room, going back to the original shelf.

Xavier, you are so very interesting… I hold up the old book from before, letting it sit in my arms. I re-open it to a random page, letting my eyes drift over it.

Squiggles. Squiggling lines cover it, set in rows and columns. Shapes of any kind. All of it looking like the writings of a mad man. But no. It was an old demon language, just a normal text. Then again, if it was a demon text, it wasn't normal, was it?

I had already read it, of course. But that wasn't the point. The point was that Xavier could read it. Some demons themselves found it hard looking at the writing, at least in human form. It was the language of Hell after all. But the kid could read it… the only difficulty he had reading it was simply because he was young, new to the world.

Xavier, Xavier, what other wonders can you do? I muse to myself as I set the book back down, wondering just how to get the kid on our side. Why, Sebastian? It isn't his soul, is it? You have one… your Master's…. so why does this kid bother you? Power, perhaps? Greed? Curiosity? The list could go on.

But then again, I was a demon… so perhaps it was a demon thing.

This was rather long, I thought… seems pretty decent though. As morbid as it is, I enjoy showcasing Sebastian as the demon/monster that he technically is… hehe… I can't be the only one…