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Chapter 2

Sebastian came back in an hour sharp, holding two bags. In one there were definitely clothes, in the other papers. He was smiling, which was a good sigh…

-I found a perfect costume for the ball tomorrow night and made a list of suspects. I also already visited each of them to see if they had an alibi. They all did. Probably even if it was someone on the list, they could have hired someone.

-Well duuuh! – Selina couldn't help rolling her eyes… - I don't see my uncle, or cousin coming all the way here to London, just to give me that scare!

-Language, Milady.

-Sorry… I didn't say anything bad though!

-I don't like modern slang.

-Oh, alright… What else? You didn't capture him did you?

-No, but don't worry, I think we will still be able to do that at the masquerade.

-I'm not sure about that…

-Trust me, and anyway, I think we should get you ready. You don't know how to dance right? –Sebastian smiled at his mistress. She turned away, embarrassed. Before Selina felt like she never really needed that knowledge…

-No… But I'm going there not to dance, but to search the place. Remember?

-I don't forget anything. I am one hell of a butler. But what I mean, you might have to, because if you don't it will draw attention to you.

-And you too. You are going with me.

-As always Milady, - he bowed, sinking to one knee and taking Selina's hand. That's was good thing. She wouldn't feel right without him. He was like a shadow to her. – Now we must start the lesson.

Since Selina decided to dress as a boy, Sebastian had to teach her to act like one. And that meant how to walk, talk… Dance…

-You are too tall!

-I've heard that before… While teaching your grandfather.

-And he was so right! Hm, Lily? Do you know how to dance?

-A little… Why?

-Great! You will dance with Sebastian, and I will watch and learn, - Both Sebastian and the girl looked at Selina. – What? You will show me, how I have to move and then I can practice with Lily. That will help you to. You can correct me better… And Lily is almost my height.

-I have to admit, you think fast, - the butler smiled at his mistress, taking Lily's hand and starting to move, explaining every step. Selina paid close attention, trying to memorize and understand the waltz. When Sebastian put her into a pair with Lily, the "Lord" tried her best, but still felt her legs tangling up.

-This is too hard!

-Don't tell me you're giving up?

- No… I just can't seem to get anything right… And that pisses me of!

-Milady!

-Sorry… Let's continue this later, okay? I need to get to the meeting with him…

-Yes, Milady.

Sebastian held up her winter coat, helping her put it on. Selina also got her hat and her purse and went to the door.

-You have to be careful while talking. Don't let him notice that you are up to something.

-I know Sebastian… I just wish I didn't have to go… - The butler smiled, looking at the ground, while zipping up his mistress's boots. Standing up and closing his eyes, he opened the door and, bowing to her, led Selina to an old, but good looking car. He had learned how to drive and now he was able to get his Lady anywhere she asked. Although he sometimes he thought that carriages were better… In a couple of minutes they were at the doors of the building that Ashley Trancy was using as an office.

-Uncle? You wanted to see me? – asked the girl after knocking on the door and going inside.

-Yes. You know that, since your parents died, your aunt and I are your guardians. And we have to take care of you. I offered you to move into the mansion… Why did you refuse?– Ashley looked calm. He was a tall, blond haired man, in his early forties. And only his blue eyes showed his emotions. He was a cold hearted person, who cared only about money. - And another thing: I want you to rename that café of yours.

- I would rather live on the streets then under one roof with you, - Selina sat down across from him and looked at in imaginary dot, slightly higher than her uncle's head. That way Ashley thought that she was looking at him, but she didn't have to. – I will move into the mansion, as long as it belongs to me, and you are out of there. And I like the name – Phantom. The company you run, temporarily, is Fantom. They are different!

-Why you little…

-I'm not scared of you! Maybe I was, but not anymore!

-Oh really? And what made you so brave? – Ashley Trancy started to raise his voice. Selina only smirked and turned away from him, crossing her arms.

-My butler won't let you even touch me.

-Want to bet on that? – the girl's uncle reached for one of her long ponytails and tried to grab it, when his hand was stopped by Sebastian, who was right next to his mistress.

-I wouldn't advise you to even try, Mister Trancy.

Ashley was surprised by what happened, but decided it would be better just to ignore that comment. Selina gasped, noticing a ring on the man's finger, when the hand was drawn away . Her eyes widened in shock. It was a blue diamond. For a second she felt like all her confidence was gone. What if…

-You noticed, didn't you? I think it rather suits me.

-You can't be serious! It's impossible! That ring was lost for centuries! And you aren't a Phantomhive… You just can't wear it…

-It belongs to my wife, but she gave it to me, since I'm a man! So now I am the new head of the family! You little brat! – the man was now laughing in her face. Selina, recovering from the moment of shock, looked furious.

-What a well made fake… - As if on cue, Sebastian appeared behind Ashley, looking intensely at the hand. – At first I couldn't even tell! Amazing!

-What? So a fake, is it? – Shooting a death glare at her uncle, her hatred grew with seconds. The butler nodded, giving a sigh that he will explain later.

-And what are you? A jeweler?

-No, sir. Just a regular butler, with taste, - smiling Sebastian went back over to stand by Selina.

- You… I never thought that you presence would disgust me this much, uncle, I will see you tomorrow at Alois's ball. Good day! –Using the last of her calmness the young Phantomhive got up from her seat and headed straight for the door. As soon as she got to the car, she saw Sebastian, who was standing next to it, waiting for her…

- Milady?

-Home! Take me home!

When inside the car, the girl tried to calm down. Her butler was looking at her in the mirror. She was staring out of the window, supporting her chin with her hand. Knowing that she wouldn't talk unless she wanted to, Sebastian didn't interrupt the sting of thoughts that were flowing through her head, until he heard a soft whisper:

-Is that how he did it?

-I'm sorry? Did you say something Milady?

-I was thinking about father… When grandfather Ciel's ring disappeared, the heirs of the family were always the oldest sons. But this time it was more difficult. Usually my family had only one or two children, who were for some reason, usually boys. But since Aunt Emily was born first… grandfather needed a son. And in the end he had to choose between my aunt and father to be the head of the family. Obviously grandfather ended up picked the later. Aunt Emily, well, and he didn't think she would be capable of taking such pressure… I don't think I'm making much sense though…

-How do you know all that?

-Mother told me… Anyway. There was a deal made between family members, that whoever found the ring, would be the heir. Father even had an official paper sighed by one of our elders. But no one was able to do that…

-So what you are saying is, that knowing about that deal, your father didn't even bother of making sure that it was real and gave up?

-That is one thing my parents never told me, - admitted Selina, sighing sadly. – I too can't believe he was that soft…

-What about your aunt? Trancy said that you are under her care?

-That is true… But knowing how much I loved my parents she let me stay at the café… And then there was you, who claimed to be my butler. Apparently, she trusted you to look after me. Honestly, I don't want to believe that she could betray her brother like this. Sebastian, is that even possible?

-Humans are very strange creatures, lady… Including you. You hate your uncle from the bottom of your heart, but you refuse to think that his wife was in on his crime?

-That is stupid of me. I want to walk the rest of the way. Please, stop the car!

Sebastian did as he was told. As soon as the car was parked, he turned to look at Selina. She opened the door and stormed outside. Clutching her gloves, she paused at shop window, to take a look at the Christmas decorations. She used to love that holiday. She still did, somewhere deep down in her heart. Sometimes she wished everything was different… But now there was no turning back, as hard as it may be, she will move forward. Sebastian, too, got out of the car, but didn't come to close. He was doing his best to understand human feelings, but still they were very complicated for him… Suddenly he remembered Madam Red. This Emily was the last living person, from Lady Selina's family. It was natural that she didn't want to think of her as a traitor to the family. But…

-Milady, you will get cold. Perhaps you should get back to the car?

-Sebastian, I said I'm walking! It's only a couple blocks.

-Alright, then I will go with you and come back for the car later.

Selina blinked at him. Sebastian wasn't all that bad. A little protective though. She nodded at her butler to follow.

-Nyah…

-Goodness! What a gorgeous creature… What beautiful eyes…

-Sebastian, what are you talking about? Oh!

Selina couldn't help but to smile. Her usually composed butler was blushing, while looking at a small black kitten that was rubbing against his foot. She kneeled down to pet the tiny thing. It stares at her with giant, hungry eyes. She did feel sorry for it, but a café was NOT a place for cats.

-Milady? – Sebastian's eyes were just as pleading as the kittens.

-No!

-But it's so cold outside, we can't leave her here…

-Still, no… - this was very amusing, but at the same time annoying. They went through this scene almost every year, only the cats were different.

-Milady… - the butler picked up the tiny animal and held it up to his face. – Look how cute she is!

- If I say yes, will you promise me to keep it in your room?

Hearing this Sebastian smiled and, unzipping his long jacket halfway, hid the kitten inside it, protecting it from the cold. He will keep his promise, Selina knew that! But now he would probably try to finish his work fast enough to spend enough time with his pet. Wait! Was she jealous? That was just silly! Of who? Sebastian?

-Lady Selina! Finally you're home! We were starting to get worried!

-I just wanted to take my time. And I finally gave up and let Sebastian keep a stray, - seeing the exited faces of her workers Selina added: - And if I see that it's getting in the way of you work, it will have to go! Got it?

-Yes, ma'am! – Three voices answered her at the same time. Satisfied the girl took off her coat, with some help from Mary-Anne and headed up the stairs to her room, mumbling:

- You're lucky I'm not allergic. Sebastian? I want some tea.

-I will bring it up in a moment, Milady. And also we have to finish with your hair, for tomorrow.

-Alright, I'm waiting.

Within a couple of minutes, the girl heard a knock on the door. Selina rushed to open it, to see Sebastian there. He guided her to the bathroom, where a chair was already waiting for her. When she sat down, a pair of scissors flashed in her butlers hands.

-Don't worry. I will cut your hair the same way young master used to wear it.

-I hope so!

-I am one hell of a butler, Milady.

Selina closed her eyes, not wanting to see the process. She just listened to the fast snips and felt strands of hair floating past her face, sometimes tickling her nose, and making her cringle it, to keep from sneezing… With her still tightly shut she asked:

-I wanted to ask you, but didn't. How did you know the ring on Ashley was a fake? Just by looking at it?

-I've seen it for years. So if I couldn't that would be a big shame on me, - judging by his voice, Sebastian was smiling. – There, done. I suggest you to take a shower, to wash of the stray hair.

-I'm not undressing in front of you!

-Milady? Why?

The girl madly blushed and stuttered:

-You're a man! Even if you are a demon, still!

-Don't be silly, I'm your butler, you don't have to be shy. I have to sweep the floor anyway, - the tub was quickly filling up with warm water

-I'll get in and you turn away!

- Alright, - Sebastian chuckled, following her order. - As soon as you finish, I'll have your dinner ready. I have the menu planned, I think you will enjoy it.

- I look forward to anything you cook, - Selina sunk underwater and resurfaced. Her butler finished cleaning and bowed out, leaving his Lady alone. After relaxing a while, she finally felt ready to go downstairs. She sat at one of the tables in the café area. Phantom was already closed and the workers were resting. The girl called Sebastian and waited for her food. From the kitchen Tom, the delivery boy noticed her and came up…

-Hey, kid, the place is closed you know…

-Who did you call, kid? – Selina shot him a severe glare and he saw her face.

-I'm sorry, Miss! I didn't recognize you from the back… Do you always wear that creepy eye lens of yours?

-What, you don't like it?

Tom got out a cigarette and tried to light it, but his boss took it from him and put it out in the ashtray. The delivery boy looked very upset at that gesture, but didn't say anything. He was used to it…

-Don't smoke inside! I can't take that awful smell of your cigarettes! And this lens is… a part of my image,- Selina folded her arms and leaned back in her chair. – The café is called Phantom, and I'm it!

Tom laughed and walked away. Sebastian took away the dirty dishes and brought tea and a lemon cake with whipped cream.

-Delicious, as always,- liking her fork, Selina complimented him.

-And you look very good with short hair, My Lord.

-You just really wanted to say that, didn't you?

Sebastian just smiled instead of answering…

Author's note: Okay, here it chapter 2. Selina's uncle made an appearance and I tried to give some details on what happened with the family head business. Was it okay? I'll be waiting for honest reviews. Please, don't be lazy and leave one(^_^)… That will help me with the story…

Thanks again to those who read the fic. Hopefully you will like the continuation of it… Good night(^_^)!