A/N:
"Blah blah blah"= speaking
'Blah blah blah'= thinking
Blah = emphasis on word(s)
BLAH/BLAH= emphasis on word(s)
~*~ = end of scene
I hope you enjoy chapter 3! Please review!
"And this is the kitchen," Sebastian said as he motioned his arm around the room. He followed Emilie and closed the door once she took a few steps forward.
"Oh," Emilie exclaimed, "what a lovely kitchen!"
Sebastian smiled at the remark. "The young master wakes at 8:00 each morning," explained the butler, "so breakfast is to be served right at 8:30. Then there is the mid-morning tea which takes place at 10:00. Noon is lunch and the afternoon tea is served at 3:00. Dinner is then served between 6:00 to 6:30, depending on the day's schedule, and lastly the young master gets his evening tea and a snack at 10:00 before he is off to bed." Sebastian paused and glanced at woman. "Did you get all of that, Emilie?"
Emilie nodded and smiled as a sign to continue the tour. He showed her around the room and where all of the cooking materials were placed. Sebastian noticed that Emilie's lips mouthed each word he said, memorizing every detail so she would not forget anything. When he was done, Emilie glanced around the room once more before walking towards Sebastian, who stood by the door.
She stopped in front of the butler and smiled brightly at his face. "I am ready for the next room, Sebastian."
He nodded and moved his hand towards the door handle. At that moment, the door slammed open and Bard charged in with a battle cry. Emilie's eyes widened and she gasped as the man collided into her. Before she could fall to the ground, Sebastian kneeled to the floor and caught her in his arms.
Bard stood in front of Sebastian. His eyes were closed and one arm was clasped to his hip while the other pointed at the man clad in black. The chef's face was red with anger and the cigarette in his mouth was nearly in two, the front part of it hanging dangerously from his lips.
"How many times do I have to tell you that I do NOT need any help," Bard yelled loudly. His voice seemed to shake the very room. "I am the chef here and yet you always prepare the meals. You hardly ever even let me near the kitchen. My food is delicious and full of nutrition! The way I--"
"Are you alright, Emilie?" Sebastian asked the woman in his arms with concern, completely ignoring the infuriated chef.
Emilie opened her eyes, which she had clenched shut at the impact, and stared up at her savior. Her green orbs shook as he gazed into her eyes, waiting for an answer. Emilie gulped and nodded slowly.
"Y-yes, I-I'm fine," she whispered quietly, her pale cheeks turning into a light shade of pink.
"Hey! Are you even listening to me?" Bard raised his voice even louder. He bent forward towards Sebastian and opened one blue eye. "What the hell are you even doi--"
Oddly, Sebastian was kneeling on the kitchen floor. Then the chef noticed a figure which was curled against the butler's chest. Sebastian cradled it tightly, yet almost delicately, in his long arms. He looked like he was protecting the object. A closer look revealed a young woman. The broken cigarette fell from Bard's mouth. A pretty young woman at that!
'Nice figure, young and innocent looking, long, black curly hair, big green eyes,' thought Bard as he inspected the girl in his superior's grasp. 'And in HIS arms like THAT? What in the hell…'
"Wow! What the hell are you doing, Sebastian? You would do that in the kitchen?!" Bard exclaimed, blue eyes bulging from their sockets. Obviously, he had gotten the wrong idea... "Who is that woma--"
The rest of Bard's words suddenly came to a screeching halt and he snapped his mouth shut. A dark, ominous aura seemed to emanate from Sebastian's body. Shivers ran down the chef's back and all across his body as a red eye hidden beneath black bangs glinted in the light. Bard's body went cold as he slowly began to back away from his superior, who was giving him the death glare. Droplets of sweat ran down the length of the chef's body.
"This woman," Sebastian's red eye flashed more brightly, "is Miss Emilie Wright. She is a new servant here and will be working with you. That is, if you don't kill her first."
There was a moment's pause. Bard tilted and scratched the back of his head.
"Huh?" He asked, a look of confusion written across his face. He raised an eyebrow at Sebastian. "Kill her? What are you talking about?"
Sebastian mentally face-palmed himself and his eye began to twitch. 'Could he seriously not have noticed…' the butler's thoughts trailed off as he glared coldly into the face of Bard, who looked at him like a completely clueless idiot. Sebastian sighed and dropped his head in defeat. Apparently, he had not noticed colliding head on into Emilie's body…
"Um, Sebastian?" a small voice asked. Sebastian looked back down at Emilie.
"Yes?"
"Uh, could you let me go please?" Emilie closed her eyes and gave him a weak smile. "I can hardly breathe down here. You're c-crushing me."
Sebastian's eyes widened. His chest was pressed tightly against hers, suffocating the poor woman. Immediately after realizing this, he loosened his arms around Emilie's body and sat her on his thigh, his arm holding her up. She took in a deep breath. After she exhaled, Emilie opened her eyes and smiled once again at Sebastian.
"T-thank you," she said timidly.
Sebastian nodded his head and replied, "Of course."
Their eyes met once again. Sebastian's red eyes softened and looked warmly into hers. Emilie's orbs shook and quickly glanced to her folded hands, which twisted and turned nervously in her lap. A red blush spread across her cheeks. Sebastian smirked and chuckled inwardly. When he glanced back up, Bard was grinning at him.
"What?" Sebastian asked the chef with a tinge of irritation.
The smile grew bigger on the man's face. "So," he winked, "you've already hit it off with the new servant girl, eh?"
Sebastian looked at him dangerously. He felt his gloved hand itching towards the drawer nearest to him, which happened to be the one filled with nice, shiny, sharp silverware. Hadn't the man learned yet not to push the demon butler's buttons? Did he have a strong desire to die?
Emilie just looked confused. She blinked and tilted her head inquisitively. A smooth eyebrow arched up while the other curved down.
"Hit… it… off?" Emilie said slowly, trying to figure what the man had meant.
'But Sebastian hasn't hit me? What does he mean? Hit what off?' she thought innocently. 'That can't be right. Sebastian hasn't hit anything. Hmm… He must be talking about something else…'
Sebastian gave Bard a warning glare to not go any further. The chef completely missed the social queue to shut up and stop while he was ahead.
"Way to go, man!" Bard exclaimed, giving a thumbs up sign. "You got her before we were able to even lay an eye on her. Play your moves and win her over before the competition got a chance. Great strategist! Way to think ahead! She's quite the looker. Have fun!"
Sebastian and Emilie stared at Bard in silence. Everything was quiet for a minute. His itch to grab a pointy knife from the kitchen drawer increased tenfold.
Emilie slowly blinked. "What the…" she began to question.
'Well,' Sebastian sighed to himself, 'I suppose it's time to kill the bastard. Idiot.'
Bard remained oblivious to his impending demise, still holding out his hand in a thumb up sign. After all of that, he had the audacity to add, "Tell me all about it, man! All of the details about what you do in night together, okay?"
Sebastian twitched. 'Dead, so dead,' he thought in irritation. Then he smiled inwardly at the different ways he envisioned killing the idiot. 'A knife through the skull, or maybe the heart? Oh, perhaps piercing it into his eye would be nice and painful?'
"Wait..." Emilie stared at Sebastian, then at Bard, and gazed back to the butler in confusion. The innocent look on her face faded away. Her eyes grew larger as the topic finally dawned on her. A tomato red blush painted her entire face.
"Umm! S-s-sir!" Emilie cried in embarrassment. "You h-have the wrong i-idea! S-Sebastian and I weren't-"
Bard's smile grew bigger and he began to laugh. "Riiiiight!" he said sarcastically. "In a position like that? Uh huh!"
'W-why won't he believe me?' Emilie thought desperately. She glanced down. 'And what does he mean in a position like tha-'
The woman gasped and her eyes grew. She was sitting on Sebastian's leg and his arm was wrapped around her waist, fingers grasped delicately on her hip. Emilie also noticed that her shirt had become loose and revealed a bare, pale shoulder, which touched his large chest. Overall, they were very, very close to one another…
"Ah!" Emilie scrambled off of Sebastian and fell ungracefully to the floor. The clumsy fall, along with the awkward situation, increased her fevered blush and made her face glow an even brighter red. Bard's laughter grew louder. Sebastian just gave Emilie a look that said "what the hell are you doing?".
"There's no need to be embarrassed about it, girlie," Bard laughed. "It's just the simple 'birds and the bees' deal. Nothing to be ashamed about."
Emilie blushed further, if that was even possible. "N-no, sir! You've gotten it all wrong!" she exclaimed. "I would never do that with Seba-"
Sebastian tilted his head and stared at Emilie. He raised an eyebrow. Realizing what she had said, Emilie waved her hands frantically in the air.
"I-I-I didn't m-mean it l-l-like tha-at!" Emilie stuttered. Her fear-filled eyes switched back from Bard to Sebastian at hyper speed. "I-it's n-n-not that y-you a-aren't good l-l-looking and a-all, b-b-because you are. Y-you a-are quite h-handsome r-really. N-n-not t-that I-I-I was thinking a-about d-d-doing that with you b-b-because I w-wasn't! I-I-I m-mean, n-not that I w-wouldn't. I-I m-mean I- ah!"
Emilie's eyes swirled as she entered into overload. Sebastian smirked and stood up before the newly hired maid. He brushed his shoulders with his gloved hands and patted his black coat down. Sebastian's eyes moved to Bard, who looked at Emilie with a mixture of amusement and concern.
"Bard," Sebastian motioned the man to come closer.
The chef walked nearer to the butler and leaned his ear towards the man clad in black. "Yes?"
"Go and find Finnian, Maylene, and Tanaka. Be sure to bring them to the west wing drawing room in about three hours. I would like to introduce them to Miss Emilie. Could you do that, please?" Sebastian asked in a soft voice, gloved hand covering his smooth lips which whispered into the chef's ear.
Bard faced Sebastian and gave him a quick nod of the head. "Yes, sir! Right away, sir!" He hurried toward the kitchen door. Before he left, the chef smiled at Sebastian and remarked, "They will all be happy to meet Emilie. She seems to be a very nice girl."
Sebastian nodded in agreement and watched Bard leave. The butler glanced down and noticed that Emilie was mumbling incoherent words in her still befuddled state. Sebastian sighed. 'I suppose I should help the poor girl up.'
He bent down to the ground and scooped the girl up to her feet. Emilie was unsteady and collapsed into Sebastian's arms. He carefully twirled the woman so that her back rested against his chest. A pink blush was painted across her cheeks.
"Mmmm… I'm not that kind of girl," Emilie murmured, eyes still distant and swirling. "Please, don't take this the wrong way, sir."
Sebastian smiled and moved his lips to her ear. He whispered softly, "Miss Emilie?"
"Huh? Wha?" Emilie slowly blinked, the hypnotic-like circles in her eyes fading away.
"Miss Emilie? Are you alright to continue?" Sebastian asked as he breathed into the woman's black curls and pale neck.
Emilie blinked several times before she realized she was resting in her guide's arms again. The warm breath Sebastian released against her neck sent shivers down Emilie's spine. Her heartbeat stopped and then ran at a godlike speed when she felt his curved lips against her skin. A scarlet red blush spread feverishly across the newly hired maid's cheeks.
"Uhhh!" Emilie tripped out of the butler's grasp and spun around to face him. Instinctively, she began to stroke her fingers nervously through her hair.
"Y-yes! I-I am f-fine to go, S-Sebastian s-sir," the woman exclaimed with a hint of embarrassment.
Sebastian smirked and walked forward ahead of Emilie. As he passed the woman, his gloved fingers brushed against her hand.
The butler said with slight intimacy, "Remember, Emilie, to not call me sir. It's Sebastian."
"U-u-um! Right, sir! I-I mean, Sebastian!" Emilie quickly corrected herself. All of the light touches and closeness within the last few minutes had really unraveled the servant, who had been calm and collected only minutes before.
Sebastian smiled as he led Emilie out of kitchen and walked down the hall with her trailing close behind. He was thoroughly enjoying himself. Seeing the woman's embarrassed reaction to his touch earlier had amused Sebastian. She was so innocent and pure. His suppressed true self had seeped out and the demon butler had toyed with the young woman. It was in his nature to corrupt the innocent.
Sebastian's eyes glowed red in the shadowy hallway. He was going to have fun with this girl. Lots of fun.
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A/N:
I have decided to make the equivalent to -SmilingArtist-'s (who is one of my favorite fan-fiction writers) "The Pretty List" by creating a "Special Thanks" list. Basically, every time I post a chapter up I am going to place all of the names of the people who reviewed my previous chapter in a list. I will be publically thanking each of these people individually. As you saw in my last A/N, I really like to pressure people into reviewing my work. I hunger for constructive criticism so that I can grow as a writer. Knowing my strengths and weaknesses, what people like and dislike about my stories, major grammatical errors, character/story development (or lack thereof), etc. is crucial to me so that I can improve my writing skills. Hopefully, this will drive more people review my story. I know it does for me! I always try to review -SmilingArtist-'s work as quickly as I can because I love being on that "Pretty List". It just makes me feel special. Lol! So here you go!
Special thank goes to:
Kai
ichixichigo
Kaida Ukitake
Audrey
GaarasMyBoyzz
I thank everyone for reading and supporting Chapter 1 of The Black Butler's Assistant, but I want to especially thank these five people for showing their support by actually telling me how much they enjoyed my story by sharing their feelings in a review. If you want your name to be in the next "Special Thanks" list which shall be in Chapter 3, I suggest you write a review. Whether it is good or bad, long or short, I will still put it up in the list. I relish constructive criticism as well, even if it is a bit harsh. As long as I can grow positively from it, I appreciate anything you say to me.
I am working on Chapter 3 right now. Hopefully, I shall be able to post it up soon. I wish that everyone is having a happy New Year! =)
Well, until next time…
~Slykittymeowmeow
P.S. When my editor friend sent me back chapter two with all of her editing marks, one of her comments made me laugh. I think it is hilarious so I thought I would share it. She said, "Just something I've noticed, but… if her eyes keep growing, will they envelop her head?!? :P" That's actually a good point! Lol! Would they envelop her head? I don't know. Anime eyes can get pretty big. Haha! I think the trick here folks is that when they widen their eyes, the character later returns them to their normal state. But I'm not positive on that one. -snickers mischievously- I'm sorry if that didn't seem funny to you. I just went into a laughing riot when I saw that.
Also, Sebastian is still sexy as hell! I am reading the manga now and falling in love with Kuroshitsuji and that strikingly, handsome demon butler every second. God! He is just so perfect in every single way! I have yet to find an imperfection in that sexy beast. Yum! Lol!
One last thing (damn, this is a really long P.S. note lol), you are all going to love chapter three. Let's just say that Sebastian has some more 'fun' with Emilie. -mischievous grin- There is going to be a part that shall remind you of a certain hilarious scene in the anime. Heh heh! xP
Disclaimer:
All characters other than Miss Emilie Wright, Mr. and Mrs. Edwards, Sir Alaric, and anybody else I made up belong to Yana Toboso. I used the Kuroshitsuji storyline and characters for entertainment purposes only. I am not making any sort of profit from this (other than improving my writing, of course ;D).