Black Butler: Through The Eyes of a Cat
Chapter 1
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Hello, reader... Fine night, isn't it? May I ask, what brings you to read this, hmm? Perhaps you're just interested in hearing my story... well, it is quite interesting.
My name is Raven, and I'm a black, semi-longhaired cat. Strange? I suppose so... I am certainly not like most of my species.
I have my own secrets. Secrets I will not share now... but I most certainly am strange.
For one, I have the ability to speak, whereas most felines cannot. I also have a strange type of fur, which is allergy-resistant... which definitely helped me in starting this little 'adventure'.
Anyway... this story begins in the city of London, England. I lived as a city stray, seeking shelter in the alleys, and hunting mice to feed myself. I had to avoid many of the humans, who would throw food and objects at me... seems as though strays are not welcome, huh?
However, one night, I had the strangest luck. It was a dark, rainy night... the rain torrented around me like a waterfall, drenching my coat of fur and soaking me to the bone.
Cold and wet, I searched the city for any shelter, only to sadly find none. The streets began to flood, causing me to have to walk chest-deep through a river of street water.
It seemed to be one of the worst nights... however, as luck would have it, I encountered a man. He was quite tall, with a black tuxedo, and nicely styled black hair, with long bangs covering one eye... he had the deepest shade of crimson eyes, and a soft, kind, and gentle voice...
As I walked along the sidewalk, I suddenly felt soft hands scoop me up, and I felt warmth. This man had picked me up, and was holding me tightly to his chest, gently stroking my head and back.
"What is a little cat like you doing out here all alone, hm?" the man asked me. I knew it was a rhetorical question. No one actually expects an answer from a cat.
So I settled for giving a little purr, rubbing my head against the soft material of his tux. He gave a soft smile, holding me close, as he began to walk off, with me still in his arms.
After a while, we arrived at a large mansion. Nice, white gates outlined the perfect garden, and the mansion was large and beautiful.
The man carried me in through the door, gently setting me down on a soft, cushioned chair, giving my head another stroke.
"Wait here," the man said softly to me, before turning and walking away. I stayed in the chair as the man asked, curled up comfortably, though still soaking wet.
The man returned only a few moments later, with a soft towel in his hand. He reached down, gently scooping me up and wrapping me in the towel, rubbing it along my fur to dry it.
"There you go," the man cooed. "All dry. You're such a good kitty, aren't you?"
The man took one finger, and scratched me under my chin. Naturally, I lifted my head upwards, closing my eyes and giving a loud purr. I pressed my face against the man's gentle hand, enjoying the affection.
Though, it did not last for very long. Suddenly, a young boy entered the room. He was dressed nicely, with short, silver hair and deep ocean blue eyes. He wore an eyepatch covering one eye, for a reason I didn't know.
He gave me an annoyed look, before turning to the man.
"What is that doing in here, Sebastian?" the boy huffed, pointing at me. "You know I am allergic to cats. Put it back outside."
Sebastian, the man that had found me and so kindly had brought me here, suddenly straightened up and stared at the boy.
"Young master, it is storming outside," he stated. "This cat was soaking wet and cold. I would like to ask that you please allow her to stay, at least until the rain stops."
The boy gave an annoyed sigh, glaring at me. "Fine. It can stay, but just for tonight. When the rain stops, you put it back outside. Understood?"
Sebastian gave a nod, smiling down at me.
"Yes, my lord," he said, giving a light bow to the boy. He then reached down, stroking me once again between the ears.
The boy continued to stare at me distastefully, as if I was some piece of rotting food that was laying on his bed.
Sebastian suddenly narrowed his eyes, glancing first from me to the boy. He then suddenly scooped me up, shoving me in the boy's face.
The boy just blinked in surprise and annoyance, taking a step back.
"What are you trying to do, kill me?!" he exclaimed. "Get it away from me, I'm allergic!"
Sebastian just gave a small smirk, setting me down on the floor beside his feet.
"Young master, I have noticed that your allergies do not seem to be acting up," he stated with a sly grin on his face. "The cat is right beside you, and you have not sneezed even a single time. I believe this cat may be allergy-resistant."
The boy just blinked in confusion, then looked down at me. Deciding to experiment, getting down to his knees, eye level with me. He reached out one hand, beginning to pet me between the ears. He looked quite surprised...
"...You're right," the boy remarked, dumbfounded. "I'm not allergic to it."
Sebastian gave a smirk, picking me up and holding me against his chest.
"Then, young master... if I may ask, could I please keep her?" he asked with a tilt of his head. "The first cat that you are not allergic to. Since this cat does not affect your allergies, my lord, I would like to keep her."
The boy just gave a slightly annoyed sigh, glancing at me. At least this look held less hate than the first...
"...Alright, fine. You can keep the cat. But it's your responsibility, I'm not going to help take care of it," he responded, turning and starting to walk away. "And make sure it doesn't shit anywhere."
Sebastian gave another smirk, hugging me tightly against his chest. He then extended his arms, holding me out in front of his face.
"Hm... now what should I call you?" he questioned, staring at me. It was then that I decided to speak.
"My name is Raven," I mewed. "And yes, I can speak."
Sebastian stared at me in utter confusion for a moment, before smiling and setting me down in the chair.
"Remarkable, aren't you? Not only are you allergy-resistant, but you can speak as well..." he marveled, circling me. "Perfect cat."
I blinked, cocking my head to the side. "May I ask... who was that kid?" I questioned. Sebastian just smirked.
"Ah, him. That is Ciel Phantomhive, my master. I am his butler," he answered. "Welcome to the Phantomhive mansion, by the way."
I looked around me, impressed by the mansion's setup. It was very clean and neat, perfect looking.
"Does anyone else live here?" I asked with a tilt of my head. Sebastian nodded.
"Yes," he responded. "We have three other servants, Mey-rin, Finnian, or Finny as we call him, and Bardroy, or Bard. And then we of course have our footman, Snake."
I gave a yawn, curling up comfortably in the chair and staring up at Sebastian. Sebastian randomly glanced around the room for a second, and then looked back to me.
"Would you like to meet the rest of the household?" he asked, smiling down at me. I gave a nod, curious. "Sure."
Sebastian scooped me up into his arms, carrying me across the room and entering another room, which appeared to be the kitchen. A young man with short, blond hair was asleep against the wall.
"Bard, wake up," Sebastian commanded, snapping his fingers in the other man's face. "Meet the new member of the household."
He said that last bit in a very happy and chirping tone. Apparently this guy loved cats.
The sleeping guy, obviously called Bard, opened his eyes and stared blankly at me, before looking up at Sebastian.
"...You do realize that is a cat, right? Ciel won't let it stay. He's gonna throw a fit when he finds it," he stated. I gave a little feline smirk, leaping down from Sebastian's arms and staring up at the man.
"Ciel has already agreed that I may stay. My fur doesn't set off his allergies," I said plainly. Bard blinked in extreme confusion, and began banging his head on the wall.
"...That cat did not just talk," he said in a bewildered voice. "...I'm going crazy."
Sebastian just smirked at the man. "You are not insane," he stated. "The cat can speak."
Then, Bard screamed. Yep. A little talking kitty scared him, and he screamed.
At that moment, a blond boy and a weird redhead with really large ridiculous glasses and a maid's outfit barged into the room, confused.
"Bard, we heard you scream, are you okay? Ohmygod, you're not hurt, are you?!" the blond boy shouted rather loudly. "Are you okay?!"
Sebastian just slapped himself in the face, a gesture known as a 'facepalm'. "...he is fine, I assure you. He was just scared of our new household member... a little harmless kitty."
The two servants suddenly burst out into laughter. "...Scared of a little kitty?" the boy laughed, falling over and rolling around on the floor laughing.
"...Yes, Finny. He was scared of a little kitty," Sebastian replied plainly. Bard shot all of us an annoyed glare.
"It can talk!" he huffed, crossing his arms. "It surprised me."
"Oh, come now," I smirked. "I mean no harm. I'm just a cat, after all."
Finny and Mey-Rin just blanked, utterly confused. They obviously decided to just... not even bother questioning it, and turned to walk away from the weirdness.
"...A talking cat.." I heard Finny mumble. "A talking cat.."
I just gave a little cat grin, leaping up onto Sebastian's shoulders and draping myself across the back of his neck and over his shoulders. he smiled fondly and reached up one hand to pet my ears, and of course, I gave a purr at the touch.
"Come on, let's go introduce you to Snake," Sebastian stated, exiting the room with me still over his shoulders. We soon arrived in a new hallway, probably the Servant's Quarters, and Sebastian knocked on the door.
"...Come in. -says Oscar," said a voice inside the room. I tilted my head in a slight bit of confusion. 'Says Oscar'?
Sebastian opened the door and entered, grabbing me off of his shoulders and holding me with his arms outstretched, showing me off to Snake. I did not particularly enjoy being held that way...
Snake was a tall-ish, very skinny boy with white hair, and strangely carried snakes on his shoulders...
"Hello, Snake," Sebastian greeted the other male in the room. "Meet our newest household member."
Snake looked blankly at me, tilting his head a bit, as some snakes around his shoulders gave a hiss. Being a cat, I could understand the speaking of other animals.
"It is a cat," the green snake around the boy's neck hissed. "What is so important about it?"
The boy looked up at Sebastian, and said the exact same thing.
"It is a cat. What is so important about it? -says Oscar," the boy said calmly. Sebastian's eyes flashed.
"It is our new household member and I thought I would introduce her to everyone," Sebastian stated. "And, she talks."
Strangely, Snake didn't seem surprised. Maybe because he could speak to snakes?
The snake gave a hiss, and Snake spoke the same words.
"Okay... -says Oscar," the boy said plainly. Sebastian rolled his eyes and put me back on his shoulders, finally, and exited the room.
"I am sorry about him," the butler apologized. "He is quite shy, so he never talks for himself. Only those snakes of his."
"Figured," I responded. That seemed pretty obvious.
Sebastian then carried me to another room, which seemed to be his, and laid me down on the bed.
"It is late," he stated, scratching me behind the ears. "You should get to sleep. I bet you're tired, after your night out in the rain and all of this."
He gave a light chuckle, removing his hand as he exited the room. I only just then realized how tired I actually was, and quickly fell asleep.
I could not wait for the days that would follow... living a life of luxury as a noble's cat. I sighed contentedly as everything went dark.