Chapter 1
I don't own Black Butler, aka Kuroshitsuji.
The next morning, Sebastian woke me up by opening the curtains and allowing the light to shine in my eyes. He knew I hated that. I lifted my head from my pillow as he listed off the breakfast menu. He showed me the green outfit.
"Will this be acceptable for today, young master?" he asked.
"That's fine" I replied cautiously. He wasn't mentioning anything of last night, making me wonder if I'd been dreaming.
He undid the buttons on my nightshirt. Once it was off, he started to talk again as he began to dress me.
"You know, you never set any boundaries for the hints I could ask for. Would you like to do so now?"
I mentally sighed. So I hadn't dreamt it. Oh well.
"You cannot ask about their physical appearance, nor are you allowed to ask anything pertaining to their name. Anything else is fine" I said in my normal cold tone of voice. He nodded his head.
"Very well. Then may I ask my first question?" he asked as he tied the bow on my neck. I nodded, swallowing nervously. He finished tying it, and he stood straight.
"How old are they?"
I paused. I had no idea how old Sebastian was- Which was a good thing, since if I said some obscure immortal age he'd figure out it was him within two seconds.
"I don't know their exact age, but they are older than me" I said after a moment. I could tell he wanted to ask by exactly how much they were older than me, but that would count as another hint, so he refrained.
"Your schedule is free, and you have very little paperwork. If you do it while you eat then you should have lots of free time in the afternoon" he said after a moment.
"Very well. In that case, I will take breakfast in my study" I replied. He bowed in reply, and I followed him to my study.
I knew this game would not end well... But it was too late to stop it.