Hi this is the third chapter. I needed to correct the first chapter slightly after writing this (just added some instructions on the contract from ciel)

I hope you enjoy and review, If my sebastian is too OOC I would like to know. I want to make him lively and personal, but also convincing so if he is too sujective tell me, please

We reached the office and I knocked on the door.

When I heard the master answer "Enter" I opened the door only to see the earl sitting at his desk, bowed over a stack of paper. The entire floor was almost covered in documents, and all the books that had before been standing nicely in the tall bookshelves had been taken out. Most of them were just tossed and lay open on the floor. It looked like the boy had been searching for something.

Of cause I already knew who was going to clean this mess up – or maybe I should make it clear to the boy, from the very beginning, who he was messing with?

But to tell the truth I was a bit taken aback at the way he had gone straight to work after only one day of rest. My over human intuition told me not to underestimate this boy.

Not that he was an actual thread to me - there was absolutely no way a human could ever hurt a demon - but the most intelligent of them could sometimes get away with tricking their way out of the contract, if they suddenly had a change of mind. Of cause that usually meant that the human would be brutally killed afterwards, but it also meant that the unfortunate demon would not get the soul he had longed for.

There is a rule over them all - contracts are binding. That counts for both parts, if a demon do not fulfil the wish of the contractor, he cannot have his soul, and if a human get his request done by the demon, the demon shall give the promised object – which is usually a soul – in exchange.

This boy had already proven some of his worth by making a quite widely reaching request of me – to be a butler and to help him get revenge. The difficulties lied in the butler part; I had to act as a proper butler, but really, who was to say what a proper butler was like? It could depend on cultures one country to another, the times might change and the expectations of a butler along with it, or the contract could be sensitive to the boy's personal opinion on how a butler should be. Surely, that was a task.

On the other hand, regarding the vengeance, he had only requested me to help him receive it and to stay until it was done, and that was only a matter of how long I wanted our relationship to last.

Well yes, sometimes I actually stayed bounded by a contract for a bit longer than necessary, for the sake of the fun.

You need to understand, that a demon lives for a very long time, and we do get bored easily. So, many of us like to experiment with these kinds of contacts. You might use a couple of centuries on rushing through as many contracts as possible to regain only souls, take a week off to spread chaos and death around you, or when the boredom is at its worst; simply take your time studying the world.

That was exactly what I had been doing in the period until the time where I met this boy.

And when I found him just the slightest interesting, I choose to give him a chance to surprise me.

- And that might have been my greatest mistake ever.

I realised the boy stared challenging at me, and I reckoned I must had looked at him with all the hunger I felt towards the complex little soul of his. I smiled the smile which could seduce just every woman - and even man, but even though I knew I had succeeded in given him some heavy goose bumps, this boy did not seem too impressed. His stubbornness was one of the things I found most amusing about him.

I placed my right hand over my heart and bowed lightly.

"Young master, I bring your breakfast: Blackcurrant tea with blackcurrant pie, as ordered. And a guest, that claims to be your old butler"

At that the master's head flew up, his eyes immediately went to the old man.

"Tanaka?" he whispered, and for a brief moment the boy looked as if he wanted to cry and run to the man for comfort.

But then, a shadow was over him again, and he smiled a joyless smile. - I almost felt sad for the poor boy, who was stuck between a gruesome past - and a future even worse.

"Hai, young lord" The old – was he an immigrant? - answered.

"I am very pleased to see the young lord back, and in good health. I hope you find the house in a good shape as I took it as my duty to look after it while you were gone."

The young lord looked around the room and did his best to smile convincing.

"Yes, Tanaka I am pleased. You did a great job. I shall se to that you get a reward for your loyalty, so that you can enjoy a well-deserved time of retreatment" At that the man bowed his head before he spoke:

"Young master. I am well aware that you have hired a new butler, and that I may not be of any use any more, but if you would like, I would prefer to stay in the service as long as I live."

My young master smiled again. This time, with an expression of genuine delight on his, quite beautiful face.

"Of cause you can stay. However, you should not work as hard as you used to. You just see to that everything here runs smoothly and in case it does not, you report it to me."

What was that? Did he not trust that I could handle the task alone, without being inspected?

The old man –Tanaka was it? - bowed. Then looked at the boy and said.

"Does the young master intend to go on with the businesses his father left or-"

"yes." the prompt answer came.

"And I will proceed in making the Funtom Company grow; after all we need it as a cover for I will take over exactly where my father left."

A silence fell upon the room, there was something intern going on between the two of them. The boy wore an expression of determination and Tanaka looked with worry upon the boy.

"Young master, you might want to wait a while before going on with the work of …Phantomhive, you are still quite young, and I hardly think the queen expects that of such a young child like you-" he spoke, clearly trying to convince the boy not to take some kind of important job upon him.

Now now, the queen of England, I surely got myself an important master this time- the boy shook his head.

"No, Tanaka, I have to do this now. I have come back to the house of Phantomhive. That is true, but how long I can stay here… is up to somebody else." Now he looked directly into my eyes.

"I do expect we do our best to get this done as quickly as possible, Sebastian. I want to find them, and destroy them, make their life a hell like they did to mine."

Oh my! I could not help but smile. Now he stood there and told me to hurry, did he actually want to die? Well so much easier for me then. – Oh, and by the way, the boy new absolutely nothing of hell. I bowed my head.

"Yes, My lord."

Now, Tanaka looked like the one kept outside an intern conversation, but somehow he did seem to understand quite a big deal of it anyway. He looked at me – more thorough this time – and then at the boy as he sat there, unaware that the contract of our bond had been showing in his eye this whole time.

"Young master, could this possible have something to do with the devilish pentagram on your right eye?" Tanaka asked. – Now, he sure was not easy to fool.

The young earl let his hand fly up to cover his eye. I smiled. That eye was a beautiful piece of art. A mark, that glowed with an intimate violet colour, which worked really well with the deep ocean blue of his other eye. That mark told the exact rules of the contract and of cause my name was written all over it telling everybody else not to touch him – and really when the message is from me it is usually respected (chuckle).

The boy looked at me now, with a grim expression on his face.

"Sebastian, this is an order: find some bandages to cover it up immediately. And from now on, one of your jobs is to make sure no one else sees this mark, unless I want them to."

I bowed and left the room not too satisfied to have received my first real order from that brat, but I guess I just had to – as you say nowadays – suck it up. As I got out of hearing reach – yes even I have a such- I just managed to hear the master tell his old servant that he "was now going to tell him something that must remain a secret from everybody"…