I know, I'm a horrible person for leaving this for so long T.T but I was waiting for the next chapter to come out in order to know where I was going with it and then, when I got right down to it, I just began writing. ^^ So, I hope you'll forgive me and please review!

The warden is a teacher who lives in the public school's dormitory and guides the students. In the morning he goes to school with the students and teaches his subject. At night he returns to the dormitory with the students and during his free time he helps ones who ask with their homework. In other words, the warden is a difficult job that requires dedicating most of the day to the students.

"And yet, not only are you being treated like a slave, but you're dragging me into it too? I don't know what's worse; Ciel's constant nagging or you making me do his biddings."

I scowled as we both walked into one of the rooms belonging to Clayton, Ciel's upperclassmen. Sebastian opened the door for me, slightly exasperated from the constant work, but immediately grew serious at the sight of the messy room. Rolling my eyes, I grumbled and began picking up the books lying scattered across the floor.

"Good to know they're still teenage boys under all that pompous crap."

"Young Master just accepts any task because he knows I will do it."

"You mean 'we' will do it."

He looked over at me with a small grin, sewing on the button to Clayton's coat with ease. It wasn't long though, before he was scowling and arguing with himself for doing such things for our brat of a master.

"Even though…we're pretty busy…ourselves!"

I snickered, happy with the results we'd both done and the amusing faces he was making, before patting Sebastian on the cheek.

"Good boy."

He deepened his scowl, which I thought was impossible, and swiftly grabbed a hold of my ear sharply before I was able to comprehend what happened.

"Ow, ow, ow, ow! Sebastian! You know my ears are sensitive!"

"All the more reason to use them against you, Damon. It would be nice if you actually learned some manners. You cannot be a mutt all the time."

Low blow Sebastian. Low blow. Frowning, I was forced to remember everyone who used that word 'mutt' and what normally entailed afterwards. Just reminding myself of the punishments has me flinching and my hands clenching in rage and fear. The beatings, the whips, the scars it left afterwards; all of it flooded me and I bit my lip hard, enough to draw a small trail of blood that dripped towards my chin.

I'd completely forgotten where I was or who was with me until my chin was tilted upwards and his lips collided with mine, tenderly. Pulling away, his eyes expressed how apologetic he was and, although he wouldn't say it, I knew he was sorry for bringing up those unwanted memories. With a sigh, I shoved them back again and grabbed his cloak, sweeping it across his shoulders and attaching the front.

"Come on, we can't be late for classes."

"Of course not. What kind of teacher would I be then?"

I smirked and we hurried to the classroom, entering just as something slipped from Ciel's mouth that I wanted to kill him for.

"It's not that bad. I have a few tricks to do everything quickly."

"Eh? I definitely wanna know about that!"

Glaring at him, I headed over with a mean looking smirk.

"Now Damon-"

"Uh-uh. No way. You might not be able to do anything, but I can still go after him Sebastian."

He mentally sighed and I snuck over to Ciel's side, placing a hand on my desk and smiling hauntingly.

"Yeah, Ciel~ Why don't you tell him? Since you'll never know when dem tricks is gonna come back at bite you in the arse-"

"I was interrupted by a few resounding claps from Sebastian trying to start the lesson, but my message had gotten through to Ciel and he has definitely paled a few shades. The only downside to our conversation is what Sebastian thought as he turned to the black board.

"I hope you're prepared, Damon. I still have plenty of soap left."

"Crap."

"You want me to what?"

Sebastian's eyes rolled as he sighed and repeated himself.

"I said that I wish for you to acquire information at the prefects' meeting. Surely you are capable of pulling out your 'other half' for but a few hours."

He grinned like the devil he was and I groaned, concentrating for a moment as I felt my form shift into another that I had never gotten used to. Opening my eyes, I glanced up at Sebastian who was now extremely tall and looking at me with large eyes. He reached down and picked me up, kind of scaring me as I wondered what he was planning to do next.

"Oh my, such a smooth body~"

My eyes widened at what he said and I started to struggle, but he merely held me closer and began to pet me. My more animal instincts took over at his touch and my body rumbled as I relaxed and began to purr. I was so relaxed, in fact, that I totally didn't care as he began pushing the pads on my paws and chuckled deeply.

That's right folks, I was a cat. A pitch black cat and that appeared to be the one and only weakness to Sebastian. I tried to focus back on the task he told me to do and called out to him. Unfortunately, it came out as a cute little meow which only made him gush about how adorable I was and he wrapped a red ribbon around my neck. Finally having enough of his cuddling, I bit down on his hand and glared at him through my narrowed yellow eyes.

"Sebastian, I understand how you love cats and all, but I thought you wanted me to do something."

"Ah yes, but I nearly forgot. You felines are just too divine~"

I released him and jumped up onto the windowsill.

"Well, see you then. I better go figure out what they're up too before you try to cuddle me to death."

I heard his deep chuckle even as I made my way out the window and to the swan gazebo where I spotted eight figures making their way towards it. Quickly but quietly, I dashed underneath one of the couches and waited as they all took their places; the violet wolf head sitting on the couch I was hiding under. It wasn't long, before they began speaking and I focused solely on their voices, eyes darting back and forth between those speaking.

"Redmond, would you like another cup of tea?"

"Yes, why not. Your tea is the best, Maurice."

"Ah...Thank you."

Maurice was a really light headed boy, obviously the fag of Edgar Redmond of the scarlet fox dormitory, but he didn't seem to play an important part for the moment.

"By the way, I heard the new student is quite capable."

"Ah yes. The sweet face in Lawrence's dorm. I'm quite curious as well."

"Stop calling me by my first name. It's against the rules."

"Haha, you're too strict Bluer. Only prefects can come here, so no one will punish us."

I rolled my eyes at the boy's ignorance, but the odd smell coming from in front of me had my attention more so as Gregory Violet, prefect of the violet wolf dormitory, as he mixed his tea with different liquids and began to blow bubbles into it.

"Clayton, what do you think of the boy?"

"Well, he is extremely skilled. He works fast and efficiently as well. Actually, the tea and snacks he made for me looked as though they were something made by a French Chef."

Uh-oh, Ciel's getting carried away. Although, I'm glad they liked my tea. The snacks were all Sebastian.

"Wasn't he an Earl? How come he can do that?"

"He said it was like a hobby to him."

"An Earl that works like a butler?"

"Quite the weirdo." Says you. You're the one putting weird things in your tea. "Maybe that's why he came to my dorm that time."

"What?"

"Some time ago, he came to the violet house during fag time. Alone, although Michaelis showed up as well not long after to deliver some books."

"Are you sure it was him? I don't think he has time to leave, with all the work he has to do."

Man Ciel, you're making mistakes all over the place aren't you?

"Why did he go to the violet wolf dormitory?"

I noticed they all became deadly serious and I began to wonder just what was going on, when Redmond spoke again.

"Well, if he's that good I wish he had come to my dorm. His rank is high enough, after all he's the head of a famous household at that age."

"Eh?"

I recognized that voice. I wasn't sure why, since whoever it was hadn't spoken majority of the time, but I didn't have to look out to check because him and Greenhill, of the green lion dormitory, began yelling.

"I can't hear you! Say it louder!"

"Yes, sir! Do you allow me to speak?"

"Fine! I allow you to speak, Edward Midford!"

What? Lizzie's brother? What the heck is he doing here? I didn't have to worry though, because he seemed completely lost as to when Ciel even showed up at this school. It was when he brought up the ship incident, that I shivered and very nearly gave away my position. Violet had stopped his bubble making and had grown tense, but I didn't notice it and just continued to listen.

"I'd really like to invite him here to talk."

"You're talking to lightly, Redmond. Many people died on that ship."

"I merely wanted that cute boy to tell me how the voyage was. I'm tired of all the dull faces I see nowadays. I'm sure you're curious about his acclaimed tea and snacks too, Greenhill."

"I didn't know about him. He sure sounds interesting!…but I think a new student would feel uneasy if he suddenly found himself in the midst of all these upperclassmen."

Oh? Do I scent a bit of jealousy? It seems not all these boys are as straight and proper as they should be.

"I think it would be okay. I'm strict with him because he's my relative, but I respect him as a man for the way he is able to manage his household at such a young age."

The sheer confidence flowing in Midford's voice had me grinning with pride that he should think this way about Ciel despite the way he acts around him in person. Suddenly, I felt something grab my scruff and I could only fall limp as I was brought out from my hiding place.

"What about yo-What do you have there, Violet?"

"An eavesdropper."

The hand that held me turned me towards the rest of the group who stared back at me with surprised looks. I was spooked, but thought now would be as good a time as any to look cute. So I tilted my head to the side and meowed.

"Meow?"

"That's not eavesdropper Violet! It's just an adorable cat!"

Oh no, not another one.

"Such animals should not be on campus. I wonder how it got here."

Violet set me down on the floor and I couldn't help but want to ruffle Bluer's feathers, so I rubbed up against his leg and purred. He simply looked down at me and sighed even as I jumped up onto his lap. Reluctantly, he began to pet me and I made myself comfortable. After all, he reminded me of Sebastian a little bit.

"It most definitely must belong to someone here, judging by the ribbon and friendly nature, but we should get back to the matter at hand."

"But that's already decided, isn't it Lawrence?"

"As long as you quit that"

Redmond chuckled lightheartedly and it was soon decided that Ciel would be invited to join them at 2pm tomorrow afternoon. When Maurice offered to tell Ciel though, I could practically feel the jealous rage radiate off of him. I bristled a bit, but calmed down thinking about what I needed to give to Sebastian. Although, it wasn't long before I fell into a peaceful slumber on the lap of the prefect who was forced to stay behind.

Sebastian had begun to wander the halls after the end of the meeting he was in, during the same time as the prefects' meeting. That, of course, was the reason he couldn't spy on them himself, so sending Damon seemed to be the only option. After all, it gave me a rare chance to see her in that sublime feline form. I wish she would use that form more often.

As he thought to himself, he also started to wonder where his companion was at. The prefect meeting should have ended already and he contemplated the many possible places she could be at before deciding to check the swan gazebo, where the meeting was held. Walking suavely, he soon arrived at his destination to find the prefect of the sapphire owl, Lawrence Bluer still there with a black ball curled up on his lap. Sebastian quickly controlled his jealousy and stepped lightly onto the threshold and smiled to the prefect.

"Ah, I see you've found Damon. I apologize for any trouble she has caused Mr. Bluer."

"Of course, Mr. Michaelis. She is your cat then?"

"Yes. Once again, I apologize. She seems to have a mind of her own sometimes, and likes to wander off."

Bluer nodded and handed the feline back to Sebastian while they briefly exchanged goodbyes and returned to their normal routines; Damon oblivious to the exchange except unconsciously curling closer to Sebastian. He felt this and glanced down, smiling as the cat purred once and snuggled further into his arms. Too adorable for your own good sometimes. Feline or otherwise.