I do not own Black Butler. All rights belong to the rightful owner and creator, Yana Toboso. The few characters that belong to me are Sienna, and some insignificant side characters. Also, the plot is partly of my creation.

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"You could say that"

What really surprised me was that he hadn't reacted the way I expected him to. Well, that makes sense since, you know, I didn't expect it... The point is that he wasn't normally like that. Had things been okay, he would have denied it with a cute little blush on his face, the ordered his butler to 'escort' the two of us to safety. He really just likes the company.

That wasn't what he did. Not at all. Instead, Ciel had zero emotion. It was like he was a robot all over again.

"Hoe, don't tell me you killed Madam Red already. I told you not to, but did you listen to me? No, you just had to-"

"I didn't kill her"

"Then what'd you do with her? Give her a slap on the wrist and send her on her way home? You're pretty ruthless, I doubt-"

"Stop talking! I need silence!" he vented, frustrated at the incessant blabbering. He turned, marching to the door, expecting her to follow.

"Someone's on their man period..." Sienna muttered under her breath.

The boy turned back to look at her "What was that?"

"Definitely on his man period," she mumbled even more quietly. "Nothing. I said you're a wonderful...forgiving...schmeriod..."

He continued walking.

"Hey, wait up. I was kind of tortured, you know. All you did was untie me. And-ow"

Ciel finally stopped walking, instead turning to help the fallen woman.

"I knew you loved me," she said.

He sighed, exasperated. He had finally gotten sick of her crap. "Sienna Phantomhive, you are quite possibly the most..."

From there, she tuned out.

He continued, "And you need to learn how to-"

"Sienna Phantomhive?" she took a small step closer.

Realization dawned on the boy.

"Yoouuuuuu love me."Her arms wrapped tightly around the boy, she said, "I knew it! Awwwww, don't be shy...You don't need to be a robot to be ruthless."

Sienna resisted the urge to pinch his cheeks, as it would only serve to anger him.

In the end, she just couldn't help herself, and she went in for the kill.

"Awwww, sweetie," then, she practically suffocated him with her hugs. "Okay, let's get out of here."

Ciel grunted his agreement, his face a flushed red. From the attention or the lack of oxygen, she couldn't tell.

The young earl said, "Sebastian is waiting outside."

Sienna couldn't help but think that that was not of Sebastian's choice. He just wouldn't decide to stay away from her.

She could tell he was hopelessly in love with her.

"Sebastian!" she dove for him.

He swiftly dodged, "Miss Sienna, how nice to see you again."

The woman pouted, "That's not a very warm welcome, Ellie. You know I-

"WAIT. YOU WERE THE BITCH THAT GOT ME HERE. OH, YOU THOUGHT I WOULD FORGET, BUT NOOOOOOOOOO," she shoved him away.

"What the hell was that, anyways? You can't just get me tortured and-"

Sebastian leaned down, covering his lips with hers. His tongue ran across her bottom lip.

She repeated her earlier action of shoving him away, "Don't yo dare try getting away with this by doing that! Who do you think I am? What the-"

"Sienna," his hand gripped her upper arm tightly, "I did not do whatever it is you think I did."

Even now, he maintained a gentle smile.

Her eyes narrowed, "So I just imagined you knocking me out? Yeah, right."

"I wouldn't say you imagined it, just that you saw something that was not real."

Silence.

"Aren't those the same thing?" She couldn't help but laugh at his lies, "you should probably find a different job. Lying isn't really your forte."

"I would disagree...I am exceptionally talented in the art of lying. I'm sure the Young Master would support me on this."

Sienna whipped her head in the male's direction. He had to hold in the urge to take a step back when she stared at him.

"I do not want to be involved in whatever lovers' quarrel you two are having."

She looked as if she were about to explode. She wasn't normally this temperamental, (or was she?) but she had good reason this time.

Sebastian continued talking calmly, "I was simply saying that that man responsible for torturing you was known as Jameson. He is especially talented in fabricating illusions of fantastic detail."

"How poetic."

I know it's been a while since I've updated. Sorry about that.

Yeah, the chapter is short, but it's an improvement from my other ones. I've tried to make my characters more of my own in this chapter, rather than sticking to the script. I've been trying to give them more depth, but for that, I'll need to change the already published chapters.

In the time that I've been gone, my writing has improved greatly, and I plan on completely rewriting this story. I will be shifting the events, adding or deleting scenes, and all that stuff, rather than simply editing and revising as I have been doing.

Still, that will be when this story is done. I aim for it to be finished by the end of Summer, so there will be more frequent updates. At least, more frequent than they have been (it's been about 6 months...).

There may be about 20 chapters. I'd like for there to be 50 exactly. Likely no sequel revolving around this pair, but there may be an epilogue. That's still not for a while, though, so no promises.

Anyways, thanks for reading!