Wings

I ~ Who Are You?

Evelyn's P.O.V.

"Evelyn!"  Startled, I accidentally drop the box of candy I was holding. "Can she give me a break?" I muttered to myself. Leaving the box where it is, I walk out of the candy aisle towards the front. "Yes Mistress?" I ask watching her beckon me with two fingers forward. Taking little steps to her my growing confusion rose to great heights.

"Oh calm down child! I just need to make sure that you're in correct clothing because we have a guest today!" I felt my right eye twitch. "May I ask who?" I said stiffly. I'll play your game for now...

"Now, now. I understand your curiosity-" Here she paused. Almost rolling my eyes she continues, "but I'm not telling you. So go back to work!" Curtsying to her, I went back to the aisle that I was on. I heard her office door slam shut.

She's called Mistress for a reason. Owns a 'secret' whore house that every single (some not) man talk about in hushed whispers. Her office room is also soundproof. I'm waiting until she's caught by the police and then I'll be free from my contract.

Humming a sad little tune I heard from a boy a long time ago, I began to place where the candy needs to go. When I got finished with that I got a broom and starting from the outskirts of the room, I sweep up all the dust and dirt that people dragged in and out. I paused to take a five minute break. Going back at my painstaking boring job, I wonder what tomorrow will bring?

Getting bored with thinking that, I started to hum my sad little song again. Hearing the doorbell chime, I made my way over. Plastering a fake smile on my face I greet the customers.

"Hello Gentleman. How may I be of service to you?" I ask in the most cheerfullest voice I can muster. "Yes, well for starters you can direct us to your Mistress and then, with my Butler, fetch me some tea." Curtsying towards the little brat, I spin around and walk as quickly as I can towards Mistress's room.

Blue hair, short, noble- forcing the sneer off of my face, I tap on the door.

Opening it, I step aside to let both in. Though the Butler just stayed by my side. "Ah, Ciel Phantomhive. I've been expecting you." Smiling her crooked smile, she gestured towards one of the seats in front of her desk.

"Won't you have a seat?" She purred, pushing out her chest as much as she can without making it seem so. He stiffly sat down. Biting my tongue to keep myself from laughing, I turn around and before I could open the door, that Butler opened it for me. Nodding my thanks I left the room. Hearing the door shut, I turn my head to look...at a chest. What the hell! Quickly moving away from him, I glare at him.

"I'm sorry Miss. Did I startle you?" His slightly baritone voice seemed in the corridor as if he yelled. Shaking my head, I began towards the kitchen. Going over to the cabinets, I got two cups.

One for Mistress and the other for that Ciel Phantomhive. Each cup is very different. The pink to red hues are for girls to women. The light blue to dark blue are for the boys and men. Picking a dark pink and a light but still consider dark blue cup. Handing the blue to the Butler, I point to where the tea and kettle are.

"Thank you." He smiled at me. I imagine little flowers and a halo of light around the back of his head. Getting a packet of Chamomile for Mistress I place the cup on the serving tray. The Butler placed the pot and his Master's cup on there too. Getting the milk and sugar, I moved everything to how it's suppose to be. Lifting it up I walk out of the open door.

"Are you sure that you can carry that all the way there?" His worried tone made me give a short laugh. "I've done this a million times without anybody opening the doors for me or better yet, be as concern as you are." His shell shocked face made the comment worth the rudeness and the punishment I knew that was coming because he would tell his Master and then he in return would tell Mistress. Still this stubborn bastard just kept on acting like I was a lady instead of a servant.

Looking at Ciel Phantomhive underneath Mistress with her tugging his tie made me raise an eyebrow. Glancing over at us, Ciel's face darken with embarrassment, panic was in his eye for a split second.

Walking over with the tray, the Butler stayed behind me with a brooding aura around him. "Your tea, as requested for your guest." Mistress sighed, let go of his tie, and sat back down on her chair. Setting the tray on the desk, mindful of when Ciel Phantomhive gets off the desk, I serve her tea and then Ciel's.

Making sure to not let a single drop get out of the cup, the boy nod his head at me. "Go back to work. You're no longer needed." Gritting my teeth together, I curtsy and left the room.

He isn't even my boss!

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Going back to work took little time. And before the sun even set I was done with everything. Taking my book out of my bag, I start where I left off.

The sound of slamming on the counter made me look up. "I'm sorry sir. How may I help you today?" The man actually giggled."Well Dearie~ I would love to buy some candy from you~" He sing-sang to me. Taking the bag of the only candy that doesn't get purchased, I did the mental math.

Okay so this is one pound, so that means it costs 2.33 pounds. Plus tax so...."That will be 2.50." I rang him up and he gave me the exact chnage.

I don't think there ever was someone who stepped foot in this place like him.

His face with a scar on it. I wonder how it got there? His girl-like hair with its long length and braid on the left side. Black long fingernails and a high pitch voice. His dark clothing choice and he didn't even take his hat off when entering.

"Thank you~" Waving he smacked right into the door. "Um...the doors don't open themselves. You have to push them." I said, watching him get up. He chuckled that weird laugh again and then he left.

Looking around, I realize that it smelled funny. What's his job? Looking at the clock I notice what time it is. Lock-up time. Going through the muscle memory with the last customer on my mind. I'm surprise that I'm actually hoping that I get the chance to see him again. He better not come here tomorrow. But there was that ever ending cycle of question onslaught that begins and ends with...

Who are you?

Edited~ AbandonAllShipsFan