Ch.5

First Day at The McHouston House

I do not own Kuroshitsuji or any of the characters. They belong to the wonderful Yono Toboso. I do own the McHoustons and staff.

Sorry for delay. To answer some comments, you can rest easy, there will be no pairing in this story, just wouldn't work. There will be on the other hand some announcements of love and one sided flirtation on the human side. But thats more for comic relief. Our darling demons won't part take in such things. (Though it will be directed at them.)

Enjoy

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Morning in the McHouston residents. Kathrine rose out of her bed grudgingly, knowing that her mother would be nagging her out of the bed soon. She yawned and started slipping her dress on. Suddenly there was a knock at her door.

"Who is it?" she asked sardonically, knowing full well it was Juniper.

"Tea milady?"

Apparently not

This took Kathrine by surprise, "I'm sorry?"

"Morning tea milady, my pleasure, I heard you stirring, I assumed you would want tea with your breakfast."

"Uhhh, yeah, well, thank you but I haven't even had breakfast yet so..."

"You mean the cook hasn't even began preparing you your morning meal?"

"Uhhh, no, you have to give him credit I am up awfully early..."

"Well that will not do, I'll get it prepared for you at once milady. Just let me place this tea for you on your table."

Before Kathrine could stop him the butler had moved into her bedroom, without wasting a second he placed the tea tray on the table and poured her a steaming cup. He looked up.

"Would you like me to assist you madame?" he offered.

At this moment Kathrine suddenly remembered her nakedness, flustered by this realization she piratically barked back, "No! I'm 16, I'm surely old enough to put on my own clothing!"

She huffed, "What are you some type of pervert, what are you doing barging into my room anyway?"

Sebastian bowed apologetically, "I'm simply performing my duties as a butler, I a sure that I will not betray or take advantage of my position."

Kathrine simmered, 'What did that even mean.' Before she could protest anymore Sebastian had her under-dress up and laced up perfectly, actually better then Katherine herself had ever done. He then proceeded to get out one of her dresses out.

For a second Kathrine marveled at this...but then she remembered how wrong that was.

"I DON'T NEED SOMEONE TO DRESS ME GET OUT!"

Sebastian was surprised by the agitation but didn't skip a beat, "I'll check on your breakfast then."

"Yes do that."

Sebastian strolled out of the room, silently shutting the door behind him.

Kathrine proceeded to put her dress on. The nerve of some people...who did he think he is? Some sort of super butler or something? She sat down at her coffee table, she didn't even like tea.

At that moment a knock came at the door.

"I'm up!" She shouted expecting her always bright and early mother, boy did she have somethings to tell her.

"Yes I'm aware of that..."

Him again! But she had sent him done just a few minutes ago.

"Back already!" She barked, "I thought I sent you to get me breakfast!"

"Oh but I have!"

At that moment Kathrine suddenly smelled the wonderful sent that seemed to seeping through the door. When this guy said he was going to get breakfast, he didn't fool around. She could smell the sent of freshly toasted bread, stuffed pastries, freshly squeezed juice, pipping hot coffee, it was wonderful.

"May I come it Ms. Kathrine?"

Oh now he asks first.

"Yes, yes please."

He walked in pushing the cart and stopping it in front of her.

Her mouth watered, she couldn't wait to dig in. She grabbed a plate and started grabbing every piece she could stuffing some into her mouth.

In the middle of her tirade Sebastian let out a cough.

Kathrine stopped to look up at her servant. "Oh," she said, with her mouth full, "You can go now, Thank you."

He let out another cough, "Thank you Madame, my I point out that the buttons on your dress are uneven."

Shoot, "Oh I'll fix that myself...see ya..."

"And that you have some bread crumbs on your upper lip."

Ahh yeah...

"And you know that there is no hurry, your food isn't going anywhere and certainly you aren't required to eat all of it. In fact that would be frowned upon."

Kathrine frowned, he was beginning to sound a lot like her mother. She rolled her eyes, "Yeah, yeah whatever, look who's the master here? Me! So you can just scidattle and leave me to my food, thank you."

Sebastian swiftly turned and went out the door shunting it silently behind him.

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Slowly Juniper rose from her slumber. She got up, got dressed, she opened the dark velvet curtains of her room to let in the beautiful sunlight. She sighed, she loved mornings. There was nothing quite like them.

A knock, "Good morning milady, would you like your morning tea?"

Juniper smiled, this was the first time a butler ever was able to match her early bird behavior. "Yes please." she answered.

Sebastian opened the door and wondered pushing the tea cart in front of him. He poured her the tea as well as handed her the morning news paper.

"Mr. McHouston is still asleep?" he asked glancing at the large lump still on the bed.

"Yes, don't worry about him through he's deep sleeper." Mrs. McHouston assured. She sipped the tea he had brought her. Hmmm, this is good. "Earl Grey?" she inquired.

Sebastian smirked, "But of course."

Juniper continued to sip her tea, she assessed the newspaper headlines, the gangs and fighting in New York where reaching all time highs. Everywhere gangs and new wars where popping up. The rich vs. the poor, the American born vs. the immigrants, the White vs. the Black, the Workers vs. the Owners. It was madness. Murders where spiking up higher and higher, whole villages where burned down. All because of petty differences and pride.

As if one Civil War wasn't enough.

"Would you like breakfast milady?" asked Sebastian.

"Hmmm, oh, just a bagel for me, go ahead and prepare my husbands breakfast through, he'll wake up as soon as he smells the food coming. Thank you."

Sebastian bowed slightly and moved out of the room, he went down to the kitchen where he began to prepare the Mr. McHouston's morning meal.

He's hands moved fast, he seemed to be in thousand different places at once. He barely made any noise as he worked, like ghost.

But he wasn't a ghost he was a Demon, and he was heard.

"Ey?" Shake crawled away from he place in the corner to see what the noise was all about. He looked up, A tall dark man was moving bout the kitchen preparing and gracious morning meal. He grumbled. He got up and slinked over to where the new butler was standing currently placing the last plate on the tray. Sebastian sensed him and looked down.

"Are you trying to take my job? Or are you just really hungry."

"I assure you I am not trying to take anyone's job, I'm merely performing my duties as a butler..."

"You should have made so much..."

Sebastian frowned.

"The Mister and his daughter never know when to stop eating. The misses will let it slid this time around but she'll drop some non to subtle hints that you should cut down on the pastries and such. I know it's not conventional but her...it's America!"

Sebastian blinked at the small man, something wasn't right about him...he didn't seem...human, or at least not as human.

"You don't sound Italian." he inquired.

"Because I'm not, I change my nationality every time Charlies asks."

"So what nationality are you?"

"Let's see if you can figure it out yourself?" Shake smiled and the fun game.

Sebastian stared at him for awhile, all at once his eyes flashed and he blurted out, "Your not human."

"Neither are you..."

For awhile Sebastian and Shake just looked at each other trying to figure each other out.

"Your a demon," continued Shake, "A hell of a demon too I can tell, and the girls a demon too, but she's a new demon." Shake smiled, "And you belong to somebody, I don't know who, but someone is your master and that's why your here."

Shakes eyes darkened, "Are you going to kill us? Are you here to kill the McHoustons and send their souls to hell?"

Sebastian eyes glowed, he looked down at the strange man. He's hair was long and curly, covered over with ragged hat, his eyes sunken with dark circles, all together he looked absolutely mad. He resembled a gypsy, or a warlock in many ways, but that wasn't it, it was something else.

"No." answered Sebastian matter-of-factly.

"Oh," said Shake, "Well whatever your here for it has to do with your master...or your little demon."

He smiled, "He sure makes a pretty girl doesn't he." with that Shake walked back to nestle with his potatoes, "Since you've been doing such a good job at preparing breakfast thus far, I'll just leave you to it for the rest of the morning."

Sebastian blinked. He was dumbfounded, who was this man, what was this man?

"Don't worry." Shake gurgled laying his head down on a potato sack. "Your secrets safe with me...it's really none of my business anyway."

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The rest of day went rather smoothly. He cleaned, he served the meals, he assisted the McHoustons in anyway that he was needed. In the end it was a typical day for him. Besides the occasional awkward run in with Shake.

For Alice on the other hand it was different. It was hard to say just what she was there for and just what it was that she was suppose to do to bid her time. Eventually Sebastian gave her the task of keeping the young lady McHouston company.

Kathrine sat at the table assessing the new companion. Ruth sat awkwardly by, sipping on the lemonade that Sebastian had just brought out for them. Alice felt awkward to say the least. She just kept staring at her as if she expected her to grow wings and fly away. 'I could very well do that if I wished it.' Ciel thought cynically. Soon the silence and the awkwardness was too much for him to bare. "It's not polite to stare." she snorted.

"Aww, so you do have a backbone!" Kathrine inquired, "I thought you were all Sugar, spice, and everything nice."

Alice raised an eye-brow. Who does this girl think she is. Ciel flapped open his fan and started to fan himself agitated.

"Why are you always fanning your-self?" asked Kathrine, "It's not even hot out."

Ruth chimed in, feeling a bit left out. "Maybe she wears those corset things...it can be hard to breath in those things. My Aunt wears them and she has to fan herself so her can get enough air."

Kathrine smiled, "Thanks for your input Ruth...so is that it then? Your corset's strung to tight? I don't wear corsets my-self. Not enough room to move around in."

Alice frowned, yes she did wear corsets, thanks to Sebastian, but by now he had gotten used to them and actually could breath just fine. "I breath just fine thank-you," she said matter-of-factly "I just fined it a little hot out here that's all."

Kathrine rolled her eyes. Alice caught sight of this and fanned harder. Kathrine took note of this, "Aww, I get it."

"Get what?"

"You fan yourself when your angry!"

She fanned herself a little faster.

"You see, you look like a lovely fairy princess but in actuality your just a big bottle of controlled rage that's bond to pop sooner or later!"

'You have no idea' thought Ciel.

"What do you think Ruth?" Kathrine asked, "You dabble in psychology don't you?"

"Well, I, uh, well..." Ruth sputtered.

Kathrine smiled, "What we have here seems to be a classic case of bottled emotions. You see, you have been trapped, hidden way, shall we say, bottled away for most of your life by your father." Kathrine was enjoying this, maybe she should become a shrink she though, "Now your father meant well by this but it was left you very much out of touch with the outside world. Also most every knows that England is the land of repressed feelings so its only natural that you'd..."

"You don't know anything about me!" Alice blurted out.

Kathrine smiled, "See, what did I say...repressed anger..."

"And you know hat you are?" Alice began, she was asking for it, "Your some rich girl who thinks she special because she can talk loud, but truthfully you just use your big mouth to hide your feelings, because you know that no matter what you do you can never be the girl that your family wanted, and no matter how you act now your doomed to get married to some other rich man and have babies and be a trophy wife for your father's benefit because that's what women in rich families do and your no different."

With that Alice leaned back and started to fan herself.

Kathrine's face turned bright red. "How dare you! You...you...your just some butler's daughter...you can't talk to me that way!"

Kathrine's mind raced, How dare she, who does she think she is! She could report this to her mother...no, that would be too girly. She was going to be a "lady" about this, she was going to take care of this herself.

Kathrine calmed down and let her normal color return to her face. She cleared her trought and stood up. "Excuse us, me and Ruth are going to retire to the indoors, I hope you don't mind not coming with us..."

"Not at all..." Alice said in a low voice.

With that Kathrine and Ruth entered the house.