Because I'm bored. And I'm not sure if I hate Ash yet. I probably do hate him. But maybe not. Because I like mad characters.

And I will probably stop writing after chapter 50 is online, because I want to take time to get rid of all those horrible typos (sorry again for the typos in this chapter)!

I also keep making the same mistake. I often type Ciel's eyes and not is eye. Sometimes I notice it and correct it, but sometimes I don't see it and I hate myself. So yeah, again, so sorry about that.

I don't own Kuroshitsuji, but I do own my OC. Rather had it the other way around, but yeah, that's not the case (sorry Clarissa… don't hate me!).

Enjoy the chapter!

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Chapter 46

'Hey, you!' I said as ran towards the demon at the end of the hallway. 'Wait up!'

He frowned as I approached him. 'Aren't you supposed to lay in bed, miss Lane?' he asked, slightly annoyed.

'Yes,' I told him. 'But I woke up and wasn't tired anymore. Maybe I'm becoming a demon too,' I said mockingly, giving him a punch in the shoulder.

Sebastian didn't find that quite as amusing as I did. 'I have to say I'm quite surprised that you came to look me up in this early morning. I thought you were avoiding me.'

'Yeah,' I admitted, telling him he was indeed correct again. 'I am avoiding you. But now I'm bored and I know you're the only one who's awake at this time.'

Sebastian still didn't get it. 'You could just go to the library and grab a book,' he said, not as unfriendly as he clearly wanted to be. 'Or play games on that phone of yours.'

'Yeah. How about 'no',' I said as I hooked my arm in his and walked next to him as we walked towards god knows where. 'Can't you just tell me a story? You must have tons of stories. You're probably older than any book in Ciel's library.'

'Well, I'm not quite sure about that,' Sebastian told me, finally giving in and smiling a little smile. 'And I'm not a very good storyteller.'

'Nonsense,' I immediately said. 'You're good in everything. You're not supposed to lie, Sebastian. Careful, or I'll tell Ciel!' Then I realised that we'd been walking towards the library, because Sebastian opened the door and let me into the big library, which still looked like the library from Beauty and the Beast. Which was ironic, considering that we already had our Beast. Not only our Beauty. I didn't think Ciel was up for that role, though.

Sebastian grabbed my upper arms and put me in the chair near the fireplace and I thought he would leave just like that, but then he put on the fire and sat down on the couch, clearly relaxing more than usual now that his master was asleep. 'So… what kind of story do you want to hear?'

Well, it wasn't actually a story I wanted to hear. 'Well, you told me that Sebastian was the name Ciel gave to you. Does that mean that you don't have a real name?'

Sebastian sighed. 'Everyone gets a name. Some decide to hold onto it. I don't share the opinion of those who believe their names are important. My name has never been important for me and I have long forgotten the first name I ever had.'

I stared at him fascinated, happy that he was telling me this so easily. 'That old, huh?' I said, knowing that that wasn't the first time I said that.

A small smile played on Sebastian lips, but he didn't give any reaction. This was the first time that he didn't seem to be bothered with me addressing his age. 'Was that the story you wanted to hear?' he asked. 'That wasn't a very hard story.'

'The reapers,' I said quickly, not wanting this open conversation to end. 'They told me about the Cinematic Record. Does such a thing only apply to humans, or to everyone?'

'Everyone with a past has a Cinematic Record,' was his short yet useful answer.

Now that he said it, that was actually quite logical. 'Even you?' I asked. 'That must be way too long for a reaper to watch.'

Sebastian shook his head. 'The time in with a Cinematic Record plays is different than time here. Only seconds can pass here and millions of years could have passed in the Cinematic Record.'

Ah. How complicated. And useless. Maybe I should ask more useful questions. 'Have you made contracts like your contract with Ciel before?'

'Of course,' Sebastian said. 'I'm a worthy demon. I won't take souls without a contract. That's below my status. Only weak and stupid demons would do such a thing. So yes, in order to live, I have made countless contracts in the past.'

'And what made Ciel so attractive?' I asked. 'As a meal, I mean,' I added when I realised that my words could have been interpreted another way.

Sebastian didn't answer for quite some time. He looked at the fire, clearly not sure how to explain. Not sure if he even should explain. 'Are you familiar with the seven sins, miss Lane?' he then asked me.

I rolled my eyes. 'Yes, of course I am. What about them?'

Sebastian still refused to look at me, staring into the flames as he said: 'Superbia. Avaritia. Invidia. Ira. All of those are hidden somewhere in my master's soul. The sins is what attracts a demon to his prey.'

I didn't react, trying to think what those words meant. Superbia was… arrogance or pride or something. And Avaritia… was that selfishness? I wasn't sure what Invidia was, but I was quite sure Ira was anger. Or revenge. Or something. 'But those are only four of the sins. You would think that there are humans out there who have all seven.'

Sebastian shook his head. 'Some sins exclude another. For example, you can't be lazy when you have a flaming desire for revenge and you can't be greedy when you spend everything you have. The seven sins don't necessarily tell you how bad a person is. My master is a perfect example of that. He's selfish, arrogant and has a lot of boiled up anger, but he still shows kindness to those the thinks deserve his kindness.'

'But you think every human is bad, don't you?' I asked him.

'Yes, I do,' he told me, almost too quickly. 'But that doesn't mean that the human race cannot surprise or amuse me from time to time.'

'Hmm,' I said, thinking about his words. 'I wonder how many sins I have…'

Sebastian laughed softly, making my heart melt. 'Well, you've certainly got Acedia down pretty well,' he told me, an amused smile on his face.

I wasn't sure what 'Acedia' meant though… Hmm… Let me think… 'Hey! Are you calling me a sloth?!' I asked, finally getting the word.

'Maybe,' he answered. 'Who knows.'

I sighed. 'You really are not nice at all,' I said, pointing out the obvious.

'And you're far more interesting than you give yourself credit for,' he said, surprisingly complimenting me.

Then a shadow fell over me and I looked up, only to see that Sebastian was hovering over me, having a strange look in his eyes. 'Form a contract with me,' he said, almost as if it was an order.

'You won't get my soul,' was my immediate response.

'Maybe I don't want your soul,' he shot back, still standing over me like that. 'Maybe I want something else.'

'Oh?' I asked, pulling one eyebrow up as I tried to speak with a little more sass. 'And what is it you want, then?'

His eyes begin to glow and I saw that his eyes looked more like the eyes of a cat now, but way more frightening. 'You,' was his answer and I believed my heart stopped.

Unfortunately enough, it only began to beat faster. Great. I was sure Sebastian could hear that, with those supersonic ears. 'Well, you won't get me either,' I said after a while, trying to focus on his eyes while my eyes kept going to his mouth. I felt the desire in my stomach and felt my hands shake as they wanted to touch him so badly. Why was he such a skilled seducer? That made this whole thing so much more complicated.

He took one of my hair strands into his hand and started to play with it as he said: 'Oh, really now?' He brought the hair to his mouth and kissed it like it was the most precious thing he had ever seen. 'I'm not so sure about that.'

'Huh?' I said, half-forgotten everything we'd been saying for the past few seconds. I was too busy trying to keep myself under control, but even my mind wanted to kiss him and I was starting to lose the fight.

'Of course I cannot make a contract with you as long as Ciel is still alive,' he went on, tangling one hand in my hair as he pulls me up that way, making me stands so close to him that I could feel almost every inch of his body against mine. 'But we can make an arrangement. Let it start now, but make it official after Ciel's death. Which won't be long now.' He attacked my neck as his other hand found my hip and his thumb found the bare skin between my pyjama pants and my shirt. I shivered as I felt his thumb on my skin, cursing the gloves he was wearing. Because my whole body wanted to feel the magic of the touch of his fingers, without the gloves. Not that I was ever going to tell him that. 'Or I could just kill you now and let bygones be bygones.'

I was finding difficulty with standing, so I held on to his holder, refusing to touch him anywhere else.

Then I heard a sound that I had never heard before. Or at least, not from him. A soft, low sound that I almost didn't recognize.

Sebastian was purring.

And no matter how cute it may have been in a different situation, right now it was creepy. But I still couldn't pull him off me. I did manage to find a way to talk, though. 'The reapers would kill you if you did such a thing.'

'Hmmm, are you challenging me?' he asked, his teeth touch my neck as he tried to be threatening. 'Because I wouldn't do that if I were you.'

'Sebastian listen,' I said, but his hand slit under my shirt and touched the lower part of my back and I forgot what I wanted to say.

'Hmmm?' he then said, pulling his face up to look at me only for a moment before attacking my neck again, this time trailing down to my shoulder, stopping at the place where my shirt started.

'I-I d-do… believe I… h-have told you that I… did… didn't want to do… t-this anymore,' I said, putting my nails into his uniform now to keep me from doing anything stupid.

He pulled his face up and I was actually fascinated by how his face looked. It didn't look human at all. 'And I've told you that I decide when whether we're doing things like this or not.' And then he pulled my face towards his with that hand that was still tangled up in my hair and kissed me, but it was different this time.

He wasn't trying to seduce me, he wasn't being the passionate and skilled demon that he always was. He kissed me to prove a point, to show me that he wouldn't leave my side, but not in a good way. He did it to prove that I needed him. The only thing I had to do was kiss him back. He didn't use as much force as he used to use anymore and his hands didn't move. He just held me against him, showing me how his body felt against mine.

And then I started to realise how much power I had in my hands now. If I were to kiss him back with the passion my body wanted to give him, I would lose. I would be the weakest one in the room (not that I wasn't already, but still). So I took my hands of his shoulder and became as passive as I could, holding still until Sebastian pulled back.

The look on his face made every move I'd just made worth it. He looked like he didn't understand me anymore, like he doubted everything. And of course he would. The trick that had always worked on me hadn't worked this time.

'Please remember that activities like this come from both sides, Sebastian,' I said, before pushing him away so that I could walk out of the library with my head held high, hoping that he hadn't seen how red my face was.

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I wasn't able to sleep anymore after that, not because I was scared or anything, but simply because I wasn't tired. So I played on my phone until morning and went to the kitchen, almost sure that Ciel or Sebastian or at least Mei-Rin or Bard should be there around now.

'Why is the Queen's butler drinking tea in my mansion?' Ciel asked as I entered the kitchen and saw that Ash was standing there with a tea cup in his hand. When he saw me, a bright smile appeared on his face. As if he liked what he saw.

Sebastian decided to ask Ash the same question Ciel had asked, but in a nicer way. 'Might I ask what has brought you to this mansion today?'

Ash didn't look at Ciel or Sebastian. He kept looking at me and now his expression was beginning to creep me out. Then, the memories came back and I started to shake, but Ciel noticed before it became too bad. He put a hand on my shoulder and gave me strength to keep myself in check.

'Ah,' Ash said slowly. 'Yes. I have a short message from Her Majesty' He waited a while before he continued. 'Outside of Preston there's a Catholic abbey that was been burned down a few times during several incidents and is no longer in use. A cult espousing deviant doctrines is gathering there.' This sounded more like a history lesson than a messages from the Queen, but since I wasn't really part of the 'Queen's Guard Dog-'team yet, I kept my mouth shut.

'We have heard that its leader has the Doomsday Books of all followers,' Ash went on.

Ciel crossed his arms, but didn't say a thing.

So I was the one who had to say something, even though I really didn't want to talk to Ash. Especially now that I knew that he really wasn't a good guy at all. 'W-what are… Doomsday Books?' I managed to get out.

'They are registers required when you stand before the Lord in heaven on Doomsday… the Day of Judgement. All your sins and good works are supposedly recorded there,' Ash explained. Geez, that sounded like an occult that Sebastian should be in.

Ciel sighed. 'An occult again?' Then he gave me a quick glance, to see if I was okay.

Ash went on talking. 'There are rumours that they plan to revolt against the government.'

Well, they sure as hell wouldn't be the first to do so. But I didn't think a catholic occult was our biggest concern at the moment.

'Her Majesty laments that the people of Preston are quaking in fear of these heretics,' Ash said, with much more passion than needed.

Ciel also didn't seem to like the amount of passion Ash was putting into this 'short message from her Majesty'. 'And?' he said. 'Are you telling me to disperse them, or to eradicate them?'

Then, suddenly, the kind smile on Ash's face was gone and a wicked expression came on his face. His voice became cold and frightening as he said: 'We leave that decision to you.'

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'Well… what now?' Ciel asked. We were sitting in the dining room, having breakfast (which in Ciel's case was cake).

'According to Ash, the abbey is heavily guarded,' Sebastian told Ciel as he just stood there besides the table like an idiot. He always did that. I had guessed it was a butler-thing and it hadn't really bothered me before, but for some reason, it really irritated me right now.

'So it would be difficult to go in through the front door,' Ciel reasoned, bringing the teacup to his lips, but not actually drinking.

'Incidentally, he also mention that a large number of coffins have been delivered there the passed few days,' Sebastian mentioned.

That made Ciel put his teacup back, without having drunk any tea. 'Coffins?' he repeated, deep in thought.

Then I got the clue. Oh boy. We were going to visit him again.

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'I'm coming in!' Ciel announced as he entered the store, of which Sebastian was holding the door open.

As I tried to walk in after Ciel, Sebastian gave me a little smile and shut the door in front of my face, only to irritate me. I opened the door and walked inside, only to see Ciel looking at e frowning.

His attention was pulled away from me, though, as a familiar voice said: 'Welcome.'

'I have a favour to ask, Undertaker,' Ciel said, immediately getting to the point. Which kind of was his style, really.

'On that case,' the Undertaker said, slowly turning around. Then I saw the glasses the man was wearing and my expression froze. Oh dear God.

'Give me prime romance!' Grell – dressed as the Undertaker – screamed while running towards Sebastian with his eyes stretched out, as if he was expecting a hug.

Sebastian took a step away as Grell approached, resulting in Grell slamming his head against the wall.

'Grell?!' Ciel said, surprised. Really, he was a bit slow.

'Hello, my Lord,' someone else said from another place. Was it… from the big urn of salt?

Indeed, the Undertaker was sitting in giant urn filled with white stuff that I could only address as 'salt'. Or sugar. But it was most probably salt. Why the hell did Undertaker have an urn full of salt in his shop?

Grell walked up to us and put his arm on my shoulder, leaning on me while he said: 'The bounder told me he wasn't afraid of grim reapers, so I buried him in salt.'

Well, that explained it.

The Undertaker just smiled his usual, creepy smile. 'Oh, I just love the sensation of all the moisture in my body leeching out of my skin!'

Of course you do, buddy.

Ciel sighed and turned to Grell, we was still leaning on me. But I was too scared to push him away. I mean, he did have a pair of scissors. Very, very frightening. No, the real reason I didn't push him away because right now, he wasn't trying to do anything to Sebastian. And I liked him better like that.

'What are you doing here?!' Ciel asked Grell.

Grell shrugged before leaning on me again. 'Will's having me do a bit of investigating. But there was just no information, and I got hungry and sleepy… so I took a nap in a flowerbed, and woke up to find myself here.' Then he stopped leaning against me and straightened himself, only to act all girly again. Not that I had anything against that, as long as he didn't force himself on Sebastian or talked about how hot Sebastian was, I was totally cool with it. Then it hit me. Are you fucking kidding me?

I was jealous. Jealous at a girly reaper-guy who was clearly detested by Sebastian.

'Perhaps I shouldn't have stopped breathing while I slept?' Grell wondered before turning to Sebastian and doing the exact thing I didn't want him to do. 'I was waiting for a prince to come wake me with a kiss!'

Sebastian ignored everything except the first words Grell had said. 'What are – or were – you investigating?' he asked.

'Oh, we've had some Cinematic Records stolen lately,' Grell explained. Ah. It was great to finally hear I word that I did know the meaning of.

And even greater: Ciel didn't seem to know what it was. 'Cinematic Records?' he repeated.

'Not something a kid needs to know about,' Grell said arrogantly.

Pfft. What nonsense. 'They're reels of film containing all memories of a person's life,' I explained, making everyone in the room look at me surprised.

Sebastian decided to add some more information. 'Grim reapers extract them from those on the To-Die list, replay them, and decide whether they will live or die.'

And even though Grell had just said that he wouldn't explain it, he added some information too. 'Just so we're clear, you humans can only see them when you die.'

I froze. Right then and there. You humans can only see them when you die. I had seen the children's Cinematic Records back at Lord Kelvin's house. And William had saved me. So I really wasn't human. Even though I knew that already, this kind of prove still managed to have an effect on me.

Sebastian looked at me for about three seconds with an unreadable expression before turning back to Grell. 'Are Records the sort of things that can be "stolen"?' he asked. Huh. Kind of a strange question to ask. What, was he planning on stealing Cinematic Records or something?

'Mmm,' Grell said, thinking about his answer before saying: 'They're stored in the library when we're not using them. The full pasts of all people now living— in other words, of everyone on the To-Die list: all the crimes, everything… in the form of books.'

Huh. Sounded like a great place for a demon to find his new prey,

'So they're books made in preparation for Doomsday,' Ciel said and I finally got the connection too. Damn it! I wanted to be the first one to see the connection!

'That rings a bell, doesn't it?' Sebastian said, a bit unnecessary, but since he looked sexy while saying it, I forgave him.

Ciel turned back to the Undertaker now. 'Undertaker, there's something I want your help with.'

Undertaker chuckled, but him being covered in salt made it a lot less creepier somehow. 'Then give me prime laughter…' He looked over at Grell and whatever he was seeing there, it seemed to change his mind. He looked back to Ciel with a more forced smile now. 'On second thought, I'll do this one free of charge.'

I didn't quite understand yet though. 'Wait… what are we supposed to do?'

Ciel looked at me with one eyebrow pulled up. 'You're not coming with us, Clarissa,' he said, as if that was obvious.

I rolled my eyes. 'Ciel, we went over this alre—'

'The girl will stay by your side,' Undertaker said and there was something in his voice that made it sound rather threatening.

Ciel looked back at Undertaker and stared for quite a while before sighing and crossing his arms. 'Fine, then. But only because you were of good use the previous time. Don't start to feel special over it, got it?'

I smiled happily. 'Yessir!'

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So the filler bits are done for now. More story! Yay… I guess. I like fillers, because they give me a lot more freedom. And I actually really do not want Sebastian to sleep with that nun, but I haven't found another way yet. Hmm. I should brainstorm on that.

And for the seven sins… I have an obsession with those, though I had a hard time finding the right English words for them. Because for me, it's the Dutch ones. So if that failed horribly, sorry about that.

And for everyone who knows the ending of season one (probably all of you), I know Pluto isn't in my story, but believe me, I will make it work ;)

promocat: well, that question that answered this chapter! Heheh. Or not exactly.