OMG LOOK I UPDATED AGAIN 3 chapters in one week...never in my life as happened before WAIT OMG its acutaly 4 cause i updated for another story weeeee! omg blessings of the fanfic gods lol. well heres another one I hope you enjoy it. Im working hard on this one so come on readers enjoy!...well reader at this point in time lol enjoy and tell me your opinions. I love your reviews like grell loves sebastians glamour shots! ahha grell...
disclaimer: i obviously dont own black butler because if I would i wouldnt have to write fanfics about their relationship cause it would just happen
"Ehh ah" If possible her body upped a level of rigidness as he pushed the digit further into her mouth to touch her tongue. Suddenly the man above her stilled and straightened as if he had been summoned.
She opened her eyes as he offered her his hand.
"Come now Meylene you're quite alright. I need you ready attend to the Mistress and the young master when I bring them over here" he smiled pulling the shocked women to her feet. "I shall return
shortly" he smiled and reentered the water disappearing.
'what the hell just happened' she dropped to her butt in shock ignoring the pain it caused her…..
Meylene waved goodbye to Elizabeth as her personal carriage pulled away from the Phantomhive manor. Turning she headed inside to help shut down the house for the night. Her mind drifted to early
happenings that afternoon as she capped candles throughout the manor.
After the strange happening with Sebastian everything had carried on as normal. Heading upstairs to her room she once again considered the fact that she had merely bumped her head in the tunnel and
had imagined the entire scenario, which seemed the most logical. The maid of Phantomhive manor continued on her way past the main staircase and up to her room completely lost in thoughts. Failing to
notice the butler that stood at the bottom of the staircase hidden in the shadows dressed with a smirk and what could only be described as a devious gleam in his red eyes.
2 weeks later…..
"For this morning's tea I have prepared a simple black tea. A robust full-bodied cup with a concentrated character of malt and deep undertones that welcome a bit of milk and sugar. Satisfying and delicious"
Sebastian explained quietly as he set the cup of steaming liquid down in front of his young master who at the current moment poured over a letter specifically addressed to him for the Queen.
"And for this morning's breakfast I have prepared a dish of poached salmon trussed with a mint salad and once again the scones that you found so delightful the other day My lord" the butler smiled as he
placed the dish onto the wooden desk. A dark blue eye looked up from the letter he was reading.
"And the Jam?" he questioned.
"Why of course My Lord" Sebastian smiled producing the glass bowl from the cart and began to serve out the young Phantomhives meal. The young man who was named Ceil put the letter down to the side
with a sigh of annoyance.
"It seems that I shall have you cancel all my appointments and lessons today Sebastian" he stated turning to his breakfast
"May I ask why my lord" he questioned pleasantly and the young boy heaved sigh.
"Apparently there has been some sort of convention held in London for the Noble families and murders have been taking place. So far Scotland yard had been hiding the murders from the public and has
ordered the Noble families that have been inflicted to simply come up with an excuse where their family member has gone off to and that they themselves are to return home. Her majesty would like me to
go in disguise and infiltrate the convention, find the murderer, apprehend him and do so in complete secrecy." He explained in annoyance as he cut into the fish and began to eat with precise movements.
"A task worthy of the Queens guard Dog" Sebastian commented calmly as he slicked a layer of the blood red jam across the open cut of the scone and handed a half to his young master. The boy in
attendance glared at him as he bit into the flaking crust, chewed and swallowed quickly.
"Is that sarcasm Sebastian?"
"Not at all my lord, just a simple observation" he said calmly as he straightened the cuffs of his jacket with a smile. Ceil merely looked at his butler and turned back to his breakfast.
"Her majesty requests that I go as a child and have two stand-ins, a mother and father so that I may blend in and not arouse any suspicion"
"MY WHAT A SPLENDID IDEA!" the door to the office swung open as a man dressed in green bombarded into the office. With quick reflexes Sebastian caught the fork that Ciel dropped in shock as he stared
at the intruder who with grace plopped down on the couch and pulled a scantily clad women down with him.
There was a delayed reaction as the owner of the building was overcome with shock. Small hands slammed against the wooden desk as the Phantomhive boy jumped to his feet. "Lau! What is the meaning
of this! How dare you just barge in like this! In my house! My office!"
"Oh sir phantomhive there's no need to…oh how do you English say it, ah quite right! There's no need to get your knickers in a bunch ol' boy!" he chuckled whimsically and took the tea that Sebastian
offered him.
"SEBASTIAN!" the young boy roared in anger "You traitor!"
"Forgive me my lord" the labeled traitor apologized with a bow "But it seems as if Mr. Lau didn't just barge in but it looks as if Meylene let them in " he assessed with a smile as he gestured to the nervous
maid who resided in the doorway.
"u-um I did let them in young master, that I did" she stammered digging the toe of her shoe into the carpet as she fumbled with her apron. In exasperation the young boy tossed his hands in the air and sat
back down in the chair that was meant for a much larger man.
"tsk..so be it" he sighed touching his temple in aggravation "What is your purpose for being here Lau" Ceil frowned and the oriental man chuckled.
"I just happened to be in the neighborhood when I got hungry and remembering I didn't eat breakfast and the fact that your butler makes such a wonderful plate I thought I'd stop by for a bit" he tittered
and instantly he was served a plate by the butler. Such an action casued the young phantomhive boy to fume in anger.
"So you're telling me that you came to my house just to eat breakfast!" he shouted and the oriental man merely smiled at him.
"Now now we are friends aren't we?" he said slowly "And let's just say as I entered your office I happened to overhear your discussion with the butler….and I might have an idea for you" he smiled leaning
back into the soft cushioning of the couch as he handed his empty plate back to Sebastian. He watched the young lords face as he petted the women that clung to his side ever silent and watchful. Ceil
regarded the man quietly and with a slight look of distaste. If he had to pick an animal that this man represented it would definitely have to be a poisonous snake.
You had to be careful around the man for even his attendant was unnaturally dangerous, even for a human. On your side he was a useful contribution to the working of the underground. But Ceil had not
doubt that if he wanted Lau could sink anybody's company into the ground, him and that opium den of his.
"Well?" Lau smiled
"I'm interested but what it going to cost me"
"Hmm I simply would like to eat lunch here as well"
"That is all?"
"Yes"
"Well than you have a deal. Now spit out the information Lau" Ceil demanded leaning back I his chair his hands folded tightly.
"Well it's about the murders that have been occurring at the convention. It seems as if a specific type of family group is being targeted" he began as he fiddled and stroked the thigh of the women that sat
in his lap. So far eight out of the ten families that have been targeted have all been similar. A mother and father who are very affectionate with one another and obviously affection with their single
offspring, which seven out of the eight have been young boys. And it's always the mother that is killed leaving the two males or whoever alone without their female companion." He paused to look up as
Meylene entered pushing in a cart with a hot tea kettle and teacups for their guests. "And another thing, of the ten women that were killed, nine of them were red heads" he smiled and at this the maid
looked up.
"Well this happens to be quite useful don't you think my lord?" Sebastian commented as he passed out the new cups.
"In what way Sebastian, Hurry up and spit it out then" he scowled and this caused his guest to chuckle in amusement.
"Lord Phantomhive surely you don't see that this setup is perfect for you" he smiled and Ceil merely glared back at him causing the former to sigh. "Oh dear me I guess I'll have to explain this as well." He
leaned back with a stretch but then dropped forward propping his chin on folded hands. "A young couple one of them being a red haired women" he gestured to Meylene and then his finger pointed at the
young lord across from him "both parents very attentive to their single offspring. Such a family is the murderer's perfect target"
There was only the sound of clinking china as Ceil set down his teacup as he pondered such a suggestion. Leaning over Sebastian cleared away the dish and stepped back. A smirk spread over the young boys face and he looked up.
"Lau what a very good idea" he smiled his eyes swiveling over to his butler "Sebastian does this sound doable?"
"Of course my lord whatever you wish."
"Good than you shall play the father in this lil game and" his eyes found Meylene who was tying open the drapery at the moment "I leave the job of preparing my "mother" to you then. Now bring me a deck
of cards. Care for a game Lau?" he smiled and the older man mimicked the facial expression.
"That does indeed sound like a good way to pass the time" at this the two men moved out of the office and down into the library where they awaited the butler to bring the cards….
"Oy Bard" Meylene chimed as she pushed the dish car into the kitchen. Said man looked up from the cigarette he was smoking and smiled.
"Morning Meylene everything going 'aight?"
"Uh well yes but you might want to get started on lunch a tad early today. The young master is having Mr. Lau over for lunch that he is" she said as she rolled up her sleeves and began to fill the sink up
and load the dishes in for washing.
"Tchh I wish I'd had more of a warning. I could of thought of something and I still have to go to the market. Me list isn't even prepared yet" he grumbled rubbing the back of his head.
"Not to worry I have already have a planned out meal and a list for the market right here" a list appeared in front of his eyes causing the past solider to nearly jump from his boots.
"Blimey!" he jerked away to glare at the butler in irritation. "Damn Sebastian what did I tell you about sneaking up on me like that! Ye trying to put me in an early grave or somtin?" He growled snatching
away the list and sauntered out towards the stables.
"Not at all my dear Bard and please be quick and precise in the shopping. We have much to do" Sebastian smiled after the man.
"Oy Sebastian can I go!" A blonde mess of hair peeked around the corner as Finny looked in from the garden.
"Eh not like that you aint" Meylene frowned "Come here you" she sighed drying her hands on a dish towel and the young boy scuffed his feet as he walked over pouting. Leaning over the women pulled a
comb from her pocket and quickly tamed the wild mane on his head. She dusted the dirt from his clothing and straightened his collar. "You can't go into town representing the young master when you're
looking like that now can you!"
"sppose not. Sorry bout that Meylenne" he sighed and she merely smiled and straightened.
"Now hurry along Bards not in the most patient mood this morn" she sighed and the young boy dashed excitedly towards the outdoors. She smiled looking out the window as she watched Finny jump into
the carriage next to Bard and Tanaka and the three servants headed for town. With a click of her tongue she turned back to the sink and resumed scrubbing. As if using this as a signal Sebastian began to
pull out pots and pans with a mixture of ingredients and began to prepare something in the island of the kitchen. She hummed to herself quietly as she continued on with her chores neither of the two
speaking.
But this of course was normal, it had been three weeks since the picnic incident and nothing out of the ordinary had occurred since then. Sebastian talked to her only when necessary and paid her no special
attention. He wasn't being cold in any sort of manner that he wasn't. Things had just gone back to the way before. Merely a maid and a butler working together to support their master. That was until
Sebastian decided that the timeout in the game had gone on long enough, his hands never paused in the busy work of chopping as his eyes found their way to the back of her body 'knight to A3'
"Meylene"
The said girl stopped her work to look over her shoulder at the butler whose eyes were cast downwards in what appeared total concentration.
"Yes Sebastian?" she questioned and he looked up at her. At this she turned back around in a flush and scrubbed furiously at the breakfast plate.
"I take it you heard the conversation that the young master and Mr. Lau had this morning in the study"
"Yes I did sir"
"So you know whose participating then"
"…Yes sir"
"So…do you think we need to practice" he drawled quietly and she ceased her movement.
"Excuse me?" she turned around to find Sebastian behind suddenly in front of her. "OH MY" she backed up until her back hit the lip of the sink as she clutched at the edges.
"U-um practice?" she stammered as the butler invaded her personal space once again.
"Yes indeed Meylene practice. We are going to have to play the affectionate parents of the young master for who knows how long when we leave for the convention tomorrow. You don't want to be a burden
now do you." He smiled and she shook her head furiously.
"I didn't think so, so let's do our best to prevent that from happening shall we" he straightened and turned to grab a bowl that sat nestled among various ingredients that sat on the counter. She swallowed
nervously as he plucked one of the random shaped pieces of chocolate from the bowl and twirled it in between his gloved fingers and balanced it on the tip of his middle finger.
"Say 'ahh' Meylene" he whispered and the maid slapped her hands over her face instantly in effort to stop a nosebleed that would make old faithful jealous.
"S-S-Sebastian!" she stammered leaning back farther and farther over the edge of the sink.
"Come on now it's for the young master" he smiled pushing the food towards her mouth.
"What's for the young master Sebastian!" Finny's voice echoed through the kitchen as he ran down the stairs. With inhuman speed Sebastian backed away and was once again at the island chopping knife in
hand.
"Why the meal of course Finnian" Sebastian smiled as the young boy tottered in with brown bags in his arms.
"Of course it is" Finny smiled and Meylene turned to help the boy unload the bags…
Lunchtime…..
Afternoon…..
Dinnertime….
Bed time…
Ceil had called Sebastian and Meylene into his room to discuss the plan.
"I have already called for rental carriage and it shall be here by the time we are ready for departure. I have planned our arrival with the convention about around noon and have registered us as well. I have
our bags packed and young masters personal seamstress make you proper clothing for a noblewomen Meylene" Sebastian said calmly as he cleared away Ceil's nighttime tea. She merely nodded at this as
Ceil heaved a sigh.
"From the carriage on you to the completion of the mission the two of you will no longer address me as young master and such but just as son or Ceil and I shall address the two of you accordingly. At all
we must keep up such an act so that the attacker will not be able have a cause for suspicion." He said looking up and the two phantomhive servants nodded in agreement. "Good you are dismissed for the
night, I shall see you in the morn" he sighed and with that the trio split….
"Young Master it is time to wake up" Sebastian's voice was the first thing as always that Ceil awoke to. The young boy stretched and yawned as he sat up rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He merely blinked
as he took in the formal wear that his butler adorned this morning, a navy blue that was not far off from the black he usually wore.
"Well aren't you outgoing today" he said flatly and Sebastian merely smiled at him as he brought over maroon suit and a blond wig to the phantomhives side.
"I prefer such colors, bright colors would look absolutely ridiculous and draw unwanted attention to me, am I correct my lord?" he said peering at the boy through fake glasses.
"I guess you are right. I still don't like the fact that I am being made to wear a wig" Ceil frowned as he let his butler dress him in the stiff clothing and put the wig in place.
"It is a needed precaution my lord. As a nobleman and the Queens guard dog there is a high chance that someone would recognize you and all of your work would go to waste. I on the other hand am just a
butler so not as easily remembered."
"What about Meylene. Is she properly disguised?" he questioned as he let Sebastian tie up his socks.
"A maid in a noblewoman's dress and the fact that she will not be wearing her ever present glasses but a pair of thin fashionable ones….I think she is the best disguised of us all my lord."
"Sounds like it…are you sure she can handle getting dressed in all that finery. We will be attending a ball the moment we arrive so I presume you presented her with a ball gown to dress in. I've seen the
components of a noble woman's gown when the seamstress brings over Lizzy's items. It's an atrocity."
"I'm sure she'll be fine, I mean the only article I could see her fussing over is the corset. I could help her with that. It isn't the first time I've helped someone into one my lord" he said a smirk curling up the
edges of his mouth. The young boy burned red with embarrassment and horror
"WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT BRINGING UP THAT TOPIC EVER AGAIN SEBASTIAN!" he yelled and the butler smoothly dodged a kick from the boys feet and turned to look at the door as there was a hesitant
knock.
"Ah that must be Meylene now" he smiled heading away from the fuming blond to answer the door. "Ah right on time Meyl-" he stopped short in his greeting as shock stole the words from his tongue.
Standing nervously in the hall was a beautiful Victorian woman. Pale skin like alabaster shone bright in contrast to the dark green gown she wore.
An off the shoulder cut lead to a display of cleavage just shy of being scandalous as the material hugged down the body to trap itself around a enviously tiny waist line before blooming out like the petals of
a flower as the dress folded like the waves of a waterfall on the top of several petticoats and fell to kiss the floor in a sweeping manor.
The woman tugged gently at the laced sleeve ends that hugged her wrists. Looking up she blushed slightly her hair bouncing at the movement as a mass of red curls had been pulled to the side of her head
and tumbled down against each other draping over a single shoulder. The small glasses seemed to soften her sharp eyes into those of a doe as she fumbled with her fan.
"M-My lord am I dressed as you would have wished me so for the event?" she stammered and the young boy gaped at her for as second but a look of approval crossed his face.
"Exactly what I wanted! You'll definitely catch the murderer's attention. You did well, as expected of a phantomhive servant. Very well done I'm thoroughly impressed" he said with a clap of his hands. At
this Meylene beamed with happiness at the praise her master gave her. To be useful to the young man who had saved her from a life she hated was something that she constantly strived for.
"Sebastian! What the hell are you doing standing in the doorway. Move out of the way and let Meylene in so that we can talk and get a move on." Ceil snapped in annoyance at his butler. Sebastian blinked
as he seemed to now suddenly realize that he was indeed blocking the door way.
"Forgive me I seemed to have spaced out" he said with a short bow of apology. He stepped to the side and let Meylene enter into the room. The young lord sighed and continued on with his explanation.
"I have decided that do to the fact that we are all in disguise and in a different set of roles that we shall be keeping the same names. It would lead to more suspicion if we changed names and do to such a
change on short notice we'd forget our new names and not respond when addressed which would cause a lot of unneeded attention." Ceil got to his feet and straightened out the bottom his coat. "On
another topic," the boy continued but it was right then and there that the phantomhive butler completely zoned out as his gaze fixed on the women that stood in front of him once more.
'Really is it that hard to comprehend that person standing in front of me is really Meylene' his eyes traveled over the new get up the maid had on once more, in an even more critical manner than
he had before and he came to the brief conclusion 'noblewoman's clothing suits her much more than that of the working class, she doesn't even look like herself…not even like the women I
took from the assassins agency months ago…her looks have changed so much….i wonder if that means her blood,…her soul would have changed its taste as well'
"Sebastian..."
'Not possible at all… right? Just cause her appearance changed does not mean there would be as spirit change'
"Sebastian"
'That's an absolutely ridiculous notion…really Sebastian for you to be thinking such things…ahh that must be it. It's because I'm starving'
"Sebastian!"
The said butler looked up quickly to find Meylene staring at him in worry and his young lord in absolute annoyance. "What the hell is your problem this morning? I've called you three times and each time
you refused to bring your attention forward"
"Forgive me my lord" he said quietly "My mind was simply…elsewhere, It won't happen again"
"Well make sure it doesn't!"
"Yes….my Lord"
"Well lets go then!" the young boy grumbled as the maid hastened across the soft carpeted room to the door to open it for him. Sebastian sighed and headed for the door across the carpet but his travel
was stopped by a small hand. Turning he looked at the maid transformed Lady as she looked at him in blatant worry.
"Are you sure you're not coming down with something Sebastian?"
A smirk tilted the corners of his mouth up slightly "Of course not" with that the trio continued downstairs.
"Goooodddd MMMMorrrnnnninnng!" Finny sang as he flew in the front door. "I got you a pretty, pretty flower M-Maylene!" the young natural blond stopped dead in his tracks as he watched his co worker
walk carefully down the stairs. His chin but all dropped to the floor as Bard came in from a smoke break and his response was merely a low whistle
"Damn…."
"Oh my goodness Meylene your dressed so pretty today!" Finny dashed forward to grab his friend in a hug and Ceil looked up in alarm.
"Sebastian!"
At that the young boy was lifted from the ground by his collar and literally stopped in his dash across the marble entry. "Now, now Finian you weren't going to hug Meylene in her dress while your covered in
dirt were you?" The butler tutted and the young boy seemed to think it over for a mere moment and shook his head.
"Eh I guess that wouldn't be the best idea would it? Good call Sebastian!" he beamed as Meylene walked over accompanied by a smile of gratitude and the clicking of her heals.
"But I do thank you for the flower Finny" she smiled and at that took the small daffodil from the boy and brought it to her nose "It indeed smells lovely, you did a good job in raising it" she smiled.
"Let's go Meylene were going to be late!" Ceil called and she straightened with a nod and a wave to her coworkers she climbed into the carriage after the boy. "Let's go….to London"…..
Hours later, not a single word, avoidance of the eyes and tension the carriage pulled up to the entrance of a bustling convention. A myriad of colors, faces, voices and events. The young lord opened his eye in distaste at the gathering of nobles.
"Well here we go" he grumbled and he sat there waiting for the couch men to open the door.
"But sir" Sebastian smiled "You're playing a young boy whose been trapped in a carriage for hours and there's so many boys your age out there playing and buying things…is it normal for you to be just
sitting here" he commented and the young Phantomhive blink and with a sigh got up and leapt from the carriage. "Don't forget to smile" he smirked and the boy shot him a glare.
"Now than Meylene shall we" he looked at the women sitting across from him but stopped mid sentence. The woman was hiding behind her fan her free hand clutching at her dress. "Meylene what-" he
jerked back as she leapt to her feet and grabbed the carriage door a look of utter panic sliding across her face.
"Ceil! Ceil! Where are you going!" she shouted and said boy skidded to a stop on the cobblestone pavement in shock and he turned to look at the women who called him in such earnest. She stumbled out
of the carriage steadied by the tall man who exited after her.
"Ceil come back here" she said relief spreading across her face as her brown eyes found him amongst the crowd. The ebony haired man looked at him sternly
"Heed your mother boy! Come back here at once!" he ordered and with a scowl the boy walked back over.
'The bastards enjoying this' Ceil growled mentally as he saw the gleam in the butlers eye. He came to a stop in front of his 'parents'. "tch!" the phantomhive lord almost lost it then and there as
Sebastian boxed him over the ears.
"And what kind of behavior is that! Running off like a toddler and leaving your mother to worry about you."
"….forgive me father…mother I was merely excited when I saw the top spinning games over in the courtyard" he said quietly and this earned him a smile from his red headed mother.
"That's quiet alright Ceil just next time don't run off like that" she said and dipped her gloved fingers into her purse and pulled out a couple coins. Bending over she offered them to the blonde haired boy
and patted his head "Now go and play with the boys and tops yet mind your manners" she smiled. The boy nodded, pocketed the money and ran back off.
"You spoil the boy Meylene my love" Sebastian sighed and was caught by surprise at her level of acting. In a usual setting if he had even stuttered anything close to such a term of endearment shed be lying
across the floor after being propelled several feet by a nosebleed. But instead the ex assassin merely smiled at him as she fanned herself and even leaned into his embrace as his and rested in the crown of her back.
"My dear he is still but a young boy, oh let him have his fun. I don't want him to grow up too fast" she smiled and he sighed pushing up the glasses that had slid down his nose.
"Alright alright. But that doesn't mean Ill stand for inexcusable behavior"
"Ah you seem as if you have just arrived!" a man appeared from the crowd and walked towards them a hop in his step as he carried a folder with what looked like a register. The older gentleman smiled as
he looked upon the couple his eyes narrowing in a tasteless as they found themselves to solely focus on Meylene. "You two wouldn't happen to be the Burchard's now would you?" he asked and at this
Sebastian let a look of surprise come onto his face.
"My good fellow now how would you happen to know that?"
"Ah the rumors my lord, the rumors"
"Rumors!" Meylene interrupted in a worried tone "What rumors!
"Ah! Nothing bad milady! No nothing to worry about! Simply that Lord Burchard has indeed snatched up quiet the beautiful flower for a wife and when I saw you exit the carriage I only expected as much"
the man flirted shamelessly and with a giggle she hid herself behind her fan 'what a pig!'
"We should go find our son" Sebastian said shortly 'careful little man! Ill crush you beneath my foot you disgusting human!' with a nod he pulled Meylene away with him and into the crowd in a jerky manner.
"What a disgusting man" Meylene muttered and he nodded.
"To think he'd flirt with a married women right in front of her own husband, I seriously wonder why he hasn't been slit yet"
"Quiet right" at this the two smirked at each other and said in unison "Don't get any ideas" Both turned away chuckling in amusement and the maid in disguise looked around.
"I'll go sit with the ladies and you go see to the men. Maybe we'll be able to find something out before the night ends." She suggested and he nodded his dark eyes scanning through the crowd for his 'son'.
Turning he smiled down at her and lifted her hand up. Blushing she smiled her eyes locking with his as he kissed her hand and left to see to the largest group of men that stood in a group of laughter…..roughly an hour later..
A very annoyed and nearly murderous Sebastian pushed through the crowded courtyard. Through various evening gowns and suits ignoring the children running through his legs and the dirt he kicked. He
\pushed aside lamp lighters who had come out to do their duties as the sun began to yawn and turn in for the night trading places with his luminescent sister. Inhuman eyes scanned the crowd and he
found the women he was looking for sitting propped on a stole observing the chitter-chatter of the women around her
He sighed heading forward hoping that she had been able to find out something. All hed been able to find out was a bunch of nonsense on stocks, daily news comments on places to get servants and other
such useless matters. The only thing he'd ever possibly consider a useful tidbit of information was that he did indeed hate the smell of one brand of cigar and if Ceil ever lived long enough to begin the habit
of cigar smoking he would threaten to violate the contract if he ever smoked that one. His long legs carried him over in no time and he stood behind Meylene and a few of the women stopped their talking to
stare at him and a masculine smirk was held back.
He knew he took on a form that a majority of women found very attractive and a lust interest. He himself didn't see much to it but even when playing his role as a butler he had been offered nights of
payment from noblewomen if he'd bed them for the night. Even if he didn't see the want for his human form he was still a male and to be craved strongly by the opposite sex of the same species still
brought a sense of masculine pride.
"Love I think it is high time we look for little Ceil and find a place to partake supper before the ball begins this evening. The lamp lighters have already taken to the streets" he leaned over resting his hands
on her naked shoulders as he whispered in her ear. His wife blushed and turned her hand resting upon his.
"Dear you startled me!" she smiled and he returned the expression curling his fingers around hers and lifted them once more to his lips.
"Forgive me my wife. Believe me that was not my intention" 'well it was…But…'
She nodded slowly entranced by the man beside her as nearly every woman in attendance. The trance was only broken when a women suddenly scoffed and all the females looked up as a women pointed
towards another across the way.
"Oh that Cassidy! There she goes again in such a manner! She wears such bright colors on a daily basis! I mean look at that yellow! And the hat on top of the hair style my goodness how pompous!" she
huffed and the women in the group began to murmur in agreement and comment as well.
"I mean really!"
"Such a stand out!"
"How does her husband allow that?"
"I heard she was sleeping with…"
The group of females began to become increasingly harsh with their judgments and grow louder only to come to dead silence at the click of a fan. Meylene looked up from her now closed fan a look of calm
on her features.
"Really ladies…to judge her as such. As I recall Lady Cassidy has helped you all in many ways, especially you Marie" she said addressing the women had started the gossiping. Her eyes flickered back to
scan the group. "Plus think about it would you expect her to dress in any other way. She is a bold woman, one of power and personality. She's a gentle woman with a heart of gold yet bests her own
husband at the foil on a daily basis. She herself taught her boys to ride and her aim with the bow is superb. She cares for the sick and those in need. A tidy lady with the steadiest of hands with the needle
and thread yet at a moment's notice can take up the sword to defend her children like a lioness. The support of her household and her husband and yet there are those here who would spread vile rumors
and slander her" she said firmly and quietly. Nobody said anything but merely avoided her eyes.
"Ladies good evening!" an energetic voice echoed as the women in question swept into the group in a blur of color and energy. Talking immediately began and a new level of respect and warmness flooded
the group as Lady Cassidy sat with them. Meylene smiled at the scene and Sebastian merely looked at the women beneath his hands in awe' now where on earth has this personality been hiding'
"Mother, father" a voice stated and the pair looked up to see a ruffled Ceil come toward them radiating annoyance.
"Sweetheart what happened to your clothes!" Meylene cried softly and kneeled down dusting the boy off who scowled.
"This oaf was too busy arguing with one of the other boys and rammed into me knocking me into the dirt. He didn't even have the audacity to apologize and check my well being!" he snapped and his mother sighed.
"Well some children are not as well brought up as other son. Keep that in mind" Sebastian sighed and Meylene pulled out a handkerchief.
"Oh Ceil you got dirt on your face" she licked the corner of the white cloth and began to rub gently at the smudge on his pale skin sending the disguised phantomhive boy into a state of shock and his father
to turn around hiding his laughter.
"My , my Lady Buschard is this your son?" Marie asked and Meylene looked up in shock.
"Oh dear me! Forgive me rudeness I did not introduce either of them" she stood up shaking out her skirts as she pocketed the handkerchief. Turning she touched Ceils blonde hair bringing the boy out of his
shocked state to look up at the red headed women touching him. "Yes this is my son Ceil, he will be thirteen very soon" she smiled and the said boy bowed
"Nice to meet your acquaintance ladies"
Several of the women giggled with smiling comments such as "how cute" "What an adorable boy" "so polite" yet underneath such comments there was the never asked question about the ever present eye
patch. Meylene smiled slightly with a pained expression as her fingers brushed beneath the patch over his cheek bones.
"Riding accident when he was six. Horse startled and he was thrown and kicked. We are lucky it was only his eye that was clipped." She explained and her hands gently covered his ears as the women
muttered sympathies matched with sympathetic expressions. Stepping to the side she rested her hand on Sebastian's arm and faced the ladies with a happy smile. "And this man is my husband Sebastian.
"A pleasure to meet the acquaintance of such lovely young women" he said with the tip of his hat and a heart wrenching smile.
"And quiet a flatterer" she added with a sniff of annoyance and he had the shame to smile sheepishly as several of the women flushed giggling and fawning.
"Forgive me my dear but my heart only quickens for you" he said silkily and even with all the training in the world this actress couldn't stop the bright red blush that lit up her cheeks and she hid behind her fan averting her eyes.
"Mother I'm hungry" Ceil said tugging at her skirts as he interrupted the moment. She looked down at him and lifted his chin with her finger tips.
"Of course my dear. Your father in fact arrived just moments before you did to suggest we head off to find a place to dine for supper, so lets-" she stopped talking as a drop of water hit her cheek. "What
is?" suddenly it begins to pour. People began to scream and shout scattering for places of shelter as the rain suddenly came down fast and hard. The trio themselves hustled for their hotel that sat off just
the corner of the courtyard. Yet even though they had run they had still collected a fair amount of water on themselves.
Nodding their thanks they took the towels a worker brought them, beginning to wipe themselves off they watched the window.
"I'm guessing the ball is going to be canceled tonight" Meylenne said wistfully and her two male companions merely grunted it what could only be happy agreement.
"Really you two" she scowled
"I guess we'll be dinning in the inns restaurant" Ceil stated and his parents nodded the family heading for the stated establishment…..
"Well did you to find anything useful at all today?" Ceil huffed as he yanked his wig off and plopped down on the bed lifting up his legs so that Sebastian could start the removal of his shoes.
"I found nothing of use at all my lord" Sebastian sighed getting to work his eyes straying to watch the movements of the women who stood in front of the vanity set in the room. She removed pin after pin
and damp curls began to fall across her back as she took down the hair do.
"Neither did I young master" Meylene sighed as she began to brush out her hair "Unless you are interested in the latest fashion trends in London and Paris" She sighed going to her bag and pulled out her
night gown. "May I be dismissed to change?" she asked and he nodded. With that she headed into the attached washroom and closed the door.
The young boy looked at the door a moment then down at his butler who was beginning to unbutton his shirt for him. "You know she caught me by surprise today"
"In what way my Lord"
"Acting. I know you are quite capable of fulfilling any roll I assign you. But the fact that Meylene worked so smoothly not only on her own but with you as well…I almost believed her"
"I was rather impressed myself my lord"
"Of course I wonder if I should be surprised since she was one of the servants you picked out"
"Ah but my lord I did not pick her out for anything near that goal, just for her shooting abilities"
"hmm I guess"
"What about shooting abilities" Meylene asked coming back in dressed her nightgown a shawl draped around her shoulders.
"It's nothing" ceil sighed.
"But I do have a question Meylene" he said straightening as he finished buttoning up the young master night shirt and worked at the tie of the eye patch.
"Yes?" she asked as she sat down on the window seal and began to braid her hair.
"Today, you fit in absolutely perfectly with the ladies...the atmosphere, the topics it was all very natural…" he said slowly and she merely sighed.
"You know as well as I do what my life, my job was before I became the young masters maid." She tied off her ribbon and looked up at the two boys "Do you really think this is the first time I've had to
infiltrate high society to gain information. Had to fit in and deceive those around me to get the job done?"
"I guess you have a point there" Ceil commented leaning back on his hands and turned his attention back to his butler.
"Sebastian head downstairs and see if you can get service to bring us night time tea. I'm thirsty and don't want to go to sleep without my normal cup of tea or milk" he sighed.
"Yes my lord" he bowed and turned on his heal leaving the room to do the young boys biding.
"Dear me!" Meylene gasped looking at the dark haired boy and got to her feet heading over quickly comb in hand. He sat up quickly and leaned away
"What is it? What are you doing!
"Your hair! Being in that wig all day makes it look like you've been struck by lightning!" she crawled onto the bed behind him and sat on her feet as she began to comb his hair. The young boy mentally
battled between pushing her away or staying and decided on the later.
"Do you think the assassin will try anything tonight?"
"In this weather…no plus even if he did we are new possible targets and we spent so much time apart that there has not been the time for proper observation. Nor the time to see if we fit all the quota"
"Oh" He kicked his feet absent mindedly as she worked but stilled focusing in as she began to hum.
"What is that tune?" he asked
"It's a lullaby"
"I don't recognize it"
"It's not from around these parts"
"Where's it from then?"
"Scotland"
"Scotland? Then how do you know it"
"That's where I'm from originally, that I am"
"Really?"
"Yes I was born and raised there until I was about your age and then we moved to England because my father was looking for work"
"Oh…does it have words Id be able to understand"
"Yes..I know the English translation"
"Oh"
"Would you like to hear it young master?"
"…yes" he admitted and she smiled down at him and continued to comb his hair slowly and rhythmically, noticing the ever slight drop of his eyes. She continued humming quietly finishing the song but this
time putting it words to the tune.
"Oh, hush thee, my baby,
Thy sire was a knight,
Thy mother a lady,
Both lovely and bright;
The woods and the glens,
From the towers which we see,
They all are belonging,
Dear baby, to thee.
Oh, hush thee, my baby,
Thy sire was a knight,
Oh, hush thee, my baby,
So bonnie, so bright.
Oh, fear not the bugle,
Tho' loudly it blows,
It calls but the warders
That guard thy repose;
Their bows would be bended,
Their blades would be red,
Ere the step of a foeman
Draws near to thy bed.
Oh, hush thee, my baby,
Thy sire was a knight," she finished and pulled back laying the comb in her lap as she looked at the boy who sat eyes half lidded . The door opened and Sebastian carried in a tray of tea.
"They offered to bring it up but since you were already in nightwear I didn't think you'd appreciate a strange man entering t-" he stopped his eyes looking at the half asleep boy. Ceil blinked and looked up
his cheeks hot and said coarsely
"About time! Where in hell's name have you been Sebastian?"
"Forgive me my Lord but the hotel staff are not the quickest lot and for some reason quite un accustomed to bringing up a late night tea" he said bowing and set the tray down on a table and handed out
the drinks his eyes looking between the two 'my, my what happened while I was away'….
The phantomhive boy slept soundlessly as Sebastian turned to the task at hand which consisted of laying out his and the masters clothes for the next day. Meylene who had already done so sat next to the
sleeping boy and was knitting. The soft quick clicks of the needles together mixed with the hushed breathing of the boy all wrapped up in the light of the candles gave the room a rather comfortable feeling.
She kept her eyes to her work hardly noticing Sebastian disappearing into the wash room and reappear in a set of night pants and a shirt. In the presence of seeming like a family Sebastian had reserved
them a family room of what consisted of one large bed, Ceil sleeping in the middle of the two adults. Meylene looked up quickly as a single finger stopped her two needles. Sebastian stood above her and
murmured quietly "I am about to cap the candles and retire for the night, I suggest you do so as well Meylene. She nodded and he took the needle work and set it on the bed stand.
"Good night Sebastian" she smiled and covered her mouth quickly to silence her small noise of surprise as he grabbed her other hand. With a smile he lifted her small hand to his lips kissing her knuckles gently.
"Goodnight….Meylene" letting go of her hand which she drew to her chest quickly in embarrassment. With a smirk he capped the candles and headed to bed.