A/N: Okay, chapter 2's up! I don't own KSJ or DGM. This chapter's kinda random. Forgive me if the characters start getting a bit OOC, I'll try not to let it happen too much.

Cheers to limegreenpandarocket for being the first person to review the last chapter :)

After hearing the tone of his mistress's voice Sebastian decided to let her cool down for awhile. A little over an hour later he once again knocked on the door to the library. When he didn't receive a response he opened the door, nearly dropping the tray he was carrying when he saw the inside of the room. Books had been pulled from the shelves, and the papers which usually littered the desk were now strewn across the floor. Setting the tray down on the desk he knelt down, picking up a piece of paper off the ground.

"What have you gotten yourself into?" he asked himself, placing the investigation findings back in its rightful place on the desk.

The first thing I noticed was that I couldn't speak. I couldn't move my jaw no matter how hard I tried. So I did the only thing I could. I opened my eyes. The next thing I noticed was that I couldn't move my arms or legs. Looking down I was shocked to see that I was bound to a chair. Obviously I came to the conclusion that I had been kidnapped, although it had never happened before and I could see no plausible reason for anyone to target me. When I looked closer I realised that someone had down a shaky copy of the contract pentagram on my left forearm, meaning I now had one on both arms. Struggling against my bonds I tried to make as much noise as I could. It annoyed me to no end that they would mimic Sebastian's mark, and even more so since they did such a shit job at it. I heard the creak of a door opening, and a moment later the lights flickered to life. Four men were now scattered around the room. One was sitting at a desk, two were on the couch, and the last man was standing guard by the door.

"I see that the merchandise is awake." The man at the desk stated, annoyed. "We should have given her a larger dose." What on earth are they talking about? Did they drug me? I turned my head as well as I could and glared violet daggers at him. My heart was beating in my ears as my blood boiled with hatred and anger. The tall, gaunt looking man on the couch started clapping, his eyes bright with childish joy.

"She's very feisty isn't she? You've done a good job." He complimented the first man. Breathing heavily through my nose I turned my glare on him, but he didn't so much as flinch. My eyes widened in shock and a chill ran down my spine. People have always been afraid of my eyes, calling them unnatural, and here before me is a man who takes pleasure in seeing them. His companion shuddered when I turned my gaze on him, eyebrow twitching in annoyance when I recognised him. Anthony Mulder, the current mayor of this seemingly peaceful town, was sitting in on a kidnapping. Confusion and rage were messing with my mind, overwhelming me. Glass smashed behind me. I cringed, expecting to get cut by shards. Instead, a man in black walked slowly around my chair. Sebastian! He kept his back to me, but I could tell he was smiling.

"I'm sorry it took me so long to get here my lady. It took me longer than expected to locate you." I grinned around the gag and managed to choke out some partial words. He turned, a look of understanding on his face. Kneeling down he removed the gag. Once that was done he began tearing away the restraints keeping me in the chair. While he did that I launched into a horrendous wave of curses at the dumbstruck occupants of the room. When the last strap was ripped off I was free to move again, although I was reluctant to when I realised the restraints had been cutting off my circulation. Sebastian was watching me expectantly. I sighed, rubbing my arm where the straps had dug in.

"Take me home Sebastian." I commanded tiredly. "We'll deal with these wannabe human traffickers another time." Sebastian bowed and the seal on my right arm glowed violet.

"As you command my lady." He picked me up bridal-style and jumped out of the window without a moment's hesitation. We jumped from rooftop to rooftop, staying out of sight until we reached the mansion. Erika was in a worried frenzy when we arrived back, and the fact that I could barely walk didn't help her state of mind. After several failed attempts to climb the stairs I submitted and let Sebastian carry me to my room, with Erika close behind. He set me down on my bed and I glared at him, his signal to leave. Erika brought me my pyjamas and began to brush and plait my hair, mostly to calm herself down rather than by my request. Around an hour later, when she was finished, I told her to leave me alone. She obediently got up and left, quietly closing the door. Keeping movement to a minimum I changed into a long-sleeved top and some long pyjama pants to hide the angry red welt-like bruises on my arms and legs. Sighing I collapsed on my bed and crawled under the covers. My eyelids were heavy and I drifted off into a restless sleep.

- Time Skip -

My eyes shot open and I panicked, unable to see. Heart racing I sat up and turned around, sighing in relief when I realised the only reason I couldn't see was because it was dark. Reaching out my hand brushed against the edge of my bedside table. I found the lamp and flipped the switch. The room came to life, with eerie shadows on the far wall cast from my things strewn on the floor. Grabbing my phone off the table I opened it and checked the time. 4:30A.M. I groaned in frustration. I'm never going to get back to sleep .I decided there was no point in trying to sleep, so I climbed out of bed and headed for the bathroom to have a shower. After spending a good 30 minutes under the flowing water I gave up trying to wash off the imitation contract. Nothing was working, and I was just making myself angry. I got dressed, putting on my school shirt and some shorts. Glancing at the mirror I frowned, seeing the bags under my eyes and line around my throat. I finished buttoning my shirt, hiding it from view. Pulling my hairdryer out I plugged it in and started the tedious job of drying my long hair. I didn't care that it was still only quarter past 5 in the morning, since Sebastian and Erika were probably up already anyway. When my hair was semi-dry I gave up and plodded into my room, sinking into the couch. When Sebastian came to wake me up I had just started to doze off on the couch. He probably would have left me there, but I heard the door opening and stood up. I finished getting dressed and went downstairs.

"Mistress I think it would be best if you didn't go to school today." I brushed off Erika's concern and absently rested my hand on the back of my neck as I sat down at the table.

"My lady, is something wrong with your neck?" I forced my hand down as Sebastian watched me curiously. The skin around my birthmark was itching, burning almost, although it wasn't exactly the first time it had happened. Glaring at Sebastian I started ripping up a piece of toast, making a pile on my plate. He sighed, realising I wasn't going to eat anything, and removed the plates. Erika followed him, offering to help, and I closed my eyes against the burning sensation.

- Time skip -

My feet were heavy as I passed through the school gates, the building looking more like a prison today than ever before. Emma called out to me and I cringed, fearing more interrogation.

"Hey Jas, sorry if I upset you yesterday." Tongue-tied I blinked in confusion. Did she just apologise? In all the time I'd known her she had never once said sorry to anyone. I smiled weakly.

"Don't worry about it."

-Time Skip-

Everyone was eating and chatting about silly pointless things. I sat on the edge of the bench, staring into nothing. My bag was closed at my feet and I was ignoring their conversation. I could sense a shinigami presence, Grell was outside again. He hadn't been there this morning. I felt compelled to talk to him and my feet began to move by themselves. My neck tingled and I rubbed my bruised wrist as I crossed over into the street. Grell turned when he heard my footsteps on the pavement.

"Oh, it's you again." He said, sulking. Crossing my arms across my chest I gave him a confused look.

"Were you expecting someone else?" Pouting he pushed a long red strand of hair behind his ear.

"I may have been hoping that Will had taken pity on me and decided to tell me when this person is supposed to die." He admitted sheepishly. I grinned, an evil thought coming into my mind.

"Grell, just how mad do you think Will is right now?" I asked him, feinting curiosity. He paused, curling a piece of hair around his finger as he thought.

"Well he's very good at hiding his emotions... I don't have a clue."

"If that's the case, then this might just be Will's way of getting rid of you for awhile. This girl might not die for months. I think he's giving himself a holiday." I remarked, smirking. Grell lunged at me and I danced out of his reach, laughing. He glared at me and I smiled, staying perfectly still as something flew past my head and embedded itself into the telephone pole behind his head. There was a flash of black material before Sebastian materialised by my side.

"My lady, may I ask what it is you're doing, talking to this reaper?" he had a disgusted look on his face.

"I was only talking to him." I pouted innocently, "Lunch is boring, so I needed something to keep me entertained." Sebastian glanced down at me.

"Be that as it may, I'm going to get rid of him now. Do you mind?" I shrugged.

"Go ahead. I don't really care either way." I headed back towards the school, pausing when I sensed another supernatural nearby.

"Is it Will?" I muttered to myself, looking around nervously. When I looked back at Sebastian I noticed he was staring behind me, eyes wide in shock. I spun, muttering a curse when I stumbled. My violet eyes squinted against the sun. When they readjusted I let out a gasp. The person standing before me had demon red eyes, the same as Sebastian's. There had been photos and news articles about him in a folder in my mother's room.

"I remember you!" Grell exclaimed, having been momentarily forgotten about. "You're the little brat who had that demon hound. The Phantomhive boy!" I felt like I had been punched in the gut. The son of my great, great uncle, the boy in Sebastian's stories, the one who disappeared.

"Uncle Ciel!" I cried out, confused. He turned his gaze to me and Sebastian made a disbelieving noise.

"Mistress, what are you talking about?" Sebastian called out. I glared at him.

"Your questions can wait Sebastian." Ciel said, speaking for the first time. We all stared at him. "Don't worry about me; I'm not going to interfere. I was just in the neighbourhood and decided to check out the situation." The school bell rang, startling me.

"I have to get back..." I made a run for it, ignoring the looks the teachers gave me as I whipped past them. When I made it back to the seats I fell to my knees, vision swimming. Emma cried out, grabbing my shoulder. I tried to focus on her but my sight was failing. Blacking out I fell to the ground.

"Oh my god, Jas, what's wrong?" she screamed. Sebastian appeared out of nowhere, startling Emma. He scooped his mistress into his arms and excused himself, leaving Emma in a confused daze, and several dumbstruck teachers.

A/N: This chapter's kinda edging towards mindless babble, but that's probably just me.

Ah, surprise revelation from Jasmine! She's a Phantomhive. Sebastian really needs to pick his battles better :P

Any guesses what Jasmine's birthmark REALLY is?
Next chapter upload will take longer I'm thinking, since I should really try and concentrate on my assessment a bit. I'll still aim to have another chapter by monday though.

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