A/N: After achieving 20 reviews… I… I am… Deciding to write chapters at least two to three pages long! Hooray! Thank you everyone for supporting me! Lovvveee the new readers! I shall work hard to update as fast as I can! But of course, there's school. If there ever is a last resort, I shall write stories IN SCHOOL. Anyway, thank you everyone! Please continue to read and enjoy it. BTW, there will be no lemon, or anything of the sort, since is kinda the chapter that Oz and Alice stay in the same room. Sorry.

Disclaimer: Do we really have to go over this? Go back to chapter one if you want to read it again.

Chapter Nine

Ciel's POV

As I was sitting upright in bed, I pondered about the incident that happened this evening. Who was that? And why was his head sliced off at MY party? This going to stain the Phantomhive family for quite a while… The door opens to my room, and my usual silent butler slips inside. He walks over to the side of my bed, and smooths the wrinkles in my blankets.

"What's wrong, Young Master?" Sebastian asks, holding a candelabra to his face, giving it an eerie glow. Rolling my eyes, I sigh, and crawl under my sheets, not answering his question. He gives his usual smirk, and blows out the flames, vanishing into the darkness. After I was quite sure that he left, I sat up. Crawling out of bed silently, I tiptoed out of my room and went to my office. Time to straighten things out, and stay one step ahead of my butler. Or else, I might end up losing.

Oz's POV

Closing the door behind me, I stretch my arms as Alice headed straight towards the bathroom. They had just found the man's body a few moments ago by the kitchen, but apparently he wasn't invited, and Ciel Phantomhive didn't seem know him at all. Then again, he is a suspicious character, and so is his butler. I hope Gil and I are able to keep an eye on them, and figure out what's going on. As I sit on the edge of bed, I take off my boots and get ready for bed. Which makes you wonder… Are Alice and I going to share?!

Alice and I deciding to lay on our sides to fit into the bed. I lay there uncomfortably, while she slept on peacefully. Her face was so peaceful when she slept. She actually looked human. And she looked quite cute as well. Right after I came up with that thought, she kicked me out of bed, muttering about a stupid seaweed head. Grumbling, I picked myself back up, and tried to lie in bed again. But no avail, she pushed me out this time. Getting up once more, I stepped outside the room, to give myself some space. And that's when I heard a crash.

Reader's POV

Oz stepped by the room of the door where he heard the crash. His fingers were trembling when he reached for the doorknob. He stopped as his fingers grazed the cold metal. Should he step in? What if it was another corpse? And if he was the first one in there, and someone saw him, would they accuse him of murder? He sucked in some air, and took a deep breath out. It's all or never. As he twisted open the knob, he heard another smash. Throwing open the door, Oz laid his eyes on the head that rolled over to his side. The window on the other side of the room was smashed open, as if the assassin threw something through the window and escaped. Looking down at the face, Oz noticed that this time, it was one of the men that he had chatted earlier with. His mouth was agape as if he was screaming before he died.

Oz's POV

"Hello?" Ciel knocked on the door, and then entered, walking around the pool of blood. I stood straight up, bowing fervently at him.

"I'm sorry! I just walked in here, and found him like this… But you probably don't believe me," I dropped my head in sadness.

"Hmm," He looked down at the dead man.

Standing there awkwardly, I rub my hands together, as I watch him stare intently at the head and its body, which was lying at the opposite side of the room.

"Why does the murderer do that?" Ciel talked to himself. "Why would the killer just throw the head across the room, away from the body? Is there a reason for it?"

"Umm, uh, huh?" Confused, I look out the window, the one that was smashed open. Still thinking that the assassin could've escaped that way, I looked for a spot where he could've jumped out and landed without harm. And as I noticed a spot behind the bushes, where his feet would've land, were a pair of roses. A white one and a red one. For some reason, it reminded me of The Intention of the Abyss, and Alice. Twins, yet completely different. As I was zoned out by the window, Ciel came over to me.

"You should go to bed now. This murder happened at my mansion, so this issue doesn't involve you. Please leave now," He said with a stern face. I pouted, sticking out my bottom lip.

"Why not? I was the very first one to come to the crime scene!" I would've gotten up and slapped his face, but I did my very best to restrain myself. He gave me one of those side glances, and I swore to myself, if this isn't going to go the right way, I'm gonna personally bring out the B-Rabbit's powers, and knock him out myself.

A/N: How was it? I don't think this chapter made very much sense… I'm sorry. I will try and edit it soon. Please give me ideas on how to edit it. And please tell me who you think the murderer is! I wanna see how many of you guys get it right! Thank you, and will wait for 5 more reviews before uploading the next chapter. Polite flames accepted :3 And hey! 1,000 words! Hooray!