Chapter 4: Dancing With the Dark

Since you guys gave such nice reviews, I'm posting this and making it nice and long for you guys, please enjoy!

Oh yes, and I'm trying to keep Sebastian in character, can you tell me how I'm doing? He may seem a little annoying, but that is because the story is from Lucia's POV and she finds him annoying for the fact that she had to contract with him to get what she wanted. Hopefully that clears something up ^_^

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the storyline and my own character~!

Lucia was exhausted after the contracting process. Sebastian offered to carry her home, but she blatantly refused the offer. 'I am independent as always. Just because I -can- have him carry me everywhere doesn't mean I -will-.' She trudged along, glaring at her new companion, still having trouble coming to the terms with the fact that she had sold her should to him and he had 'special plans' for it. Looking back on it now, it probably wasn't the smartest decision but... She looked at her repaired face in the mirror. It was worth it.

Her home was not the kind of place one would expect to find a butler, or in fact, a human being. She lived in an old theatre that was probably going to be demolished in the near future. It was also in quite a state of disrepair.

"Oh my. I see I have my work cut out for me."

"Yes, well, sorry. Not all of us humans can afford a massive mansion," Lucia spat back, insulted.

Sebastian's answer was a small chuckle. "I hadn't been insinuating that you should. But you cannot deny that this place needs quite a bit of work, which I will gladly do."

Lucia hated to agree with him, but a touch up certainly would be nice. Perhaps cleaning up the debris on the floor...

"Alright. You may repair while I go to work. I work at the restaurant a few streets down, if you need me."

"My lady, now that we have contracted, I can find you anywhere at any time."

"I'm not sure I like that prospect."

Sebastian gave her another dazzlingly smug grin. She glowered in response. His grin grew wider and even more smug.

"Well then, goodbye, Sebastian. I suppose I have to see you later."

The restaurant was slow that day. It often was, since people rarely had extra money to spend on food out nowadays. Her wages were pathetic and tips were stingy, but that didn't matter to her. She got to keep the leftover food from the day. After a day of only six groups coming to eat, she collected the leftovers and her tips and reluctantly headed out to the store to buy Sebastian a new outfit. His current one was certainly handsome, but it stuck out. Especially if he was going to be stuck with her, whose only nice clothes were her two dancing dresses. She got him a plain collared black shirt and simple black pants.

Lucia was met with a surprise when she opened the door to her makeshift house. Sebastian didn't just clean it up, he completely renovated it. She had before only been using a small area since most of it had collapsed in on itself. It looked like the inside of a mansion now. He had added rooms, painted the walls, and somehow managed to wire the place. She had to admit she was impressed. And of course, there the demon was waiting for her with that grin that was more of a smirk.

"Well, Sebastian it would seem you are rather handy, although that would be a criminal understatement. I suppose this was difficult for you-?" she asked, although she knew what his answer would be.

"Anything for my lady," he purred in response. Clearly, he had his uses.

"Alright. Now, I have another job for you."

'May as well test his limits. Although I do feel a tad guilty for asking him this right after he made this place marvellous...' she shook off the thought. He was a demon. He was supposed to impress her and sway her. It bothered her that it had worked for a moment.

"My lady?"

"Sebastian, part of our contract is that you help me end this war in a way of my choosing. I want to help liberate the concentration camps and I want you to help me find the best way of doing that."

"My lady, you have come to the right demon. One of my," his eyes flashed uncertainly for a moment, "Acquaintances is in British Secret Services and holds my opinion in rather high regard."

Lucia was instantly suspicious.

"You have friends in high places, eh? Sebastian who exactly are you to have an 'acquaintance' who can do this for me?"

"One of my previous masters was Queen Victoria's 'guard dog', a Phantomhive. He observed the British Underworld for her and kept rebels in line. The Phantomhive family continues to serve the Royal Family as spies and the lords of the underworld."

"So the Phantomhives know of your existence?"

"Only one of them, but he is the only one I need. I try to keep my existence fairly shielded."

"Well Sebastian, you are full of surprises, I'll give you that. Oh, and I'll also give you these," she tossed the new clothes to him as she spoke. He fought them with a look of surprise on his face.

"I am flattered by your gift, my lady."

"Oh please. They aren't a gift. They are a necessity. You need to blend in better."

There it was again, that persistent smile...

"I'll get changed right away, my lady."

Lucia needed to clear her head after dealing with the demon. She headed to the dance club for just a short time. Halfway there, something struck her realisation- there was no trace of the bomb that had ruined her face.

-Super long chapter. I know. But I figure it's better than super short! I hope you enjoyed this!

Sebassy-chan