Mey-Rin gasped softly. The maid watched as the master and the butler's kiss grew even more heated and passionate. At first Mey-Rin thought Sebastian was acting under Ciel's orders; that the affair was only one-sided, but the fire between them seemed to come from both. Sebastian slipped his tongue into the child's mouth, Mey-Rin's nose bled a little. She held her breath, her face red with blush, sweat beading from her forehead. They pulled away a moment later. Sebastian smirked, his eyes flashed greedily, and Ciel turned back to the letter he was reading.
"You're tie was out and this tea is much too weak, fix then now," he said in his usual everything-I-say-goes way.
"Of course my little lord," Sebastian tone had a small hint of a chuckle, Ciel glanced at him but ignored him.
Mey-Rin's legs trembled and threatened to give way. She had to get out of there.
"Is there something wrong with the door?" Ciel suddenly asked, confused.
Mey-Rin didn't have time to think she simply picked up her skirt and hurried away into the darkness of the third floor corridor. She didn't stop, didn't slow down until she reached her destination. The basement. She dashed down the corridor and yanked open the door to the man's quarters. Finnian was happily humming their tune to a flower he was taking extra good care of, Snake and Tanaka were sipping tea, Snake was sipping it rather strangely as he'd never had tea before, and Bard was changing his top, Mey-Rin got a rather good look of his muscular back.
"Oh! Hello, Mey-Rin!" Finny greeted his best-friend excitedly.
Blood spurted from her nose. "Oh, I'm sorry! I should've knocked, I should have!" she cried.
The chief swore loudly and quickly darted into his nightshirt. Mey-Rin clung to the wall, her back to the men, muttering apologies.
"It's alright, Mey-Rin. You can look now," Bard said.
Mey-Rin finished her sting of apologies and tuned back around her hand intertwined and held respectfully in front of her. Bard was now lounging on his bed a cigarette in his mouth.
"So what brings a pretty young lady like you to a room full of men at this time a night?" Bard winked playfully.
"Yes, whatever is the matter, Miss Maid?" Snake said then added. "Says Wilde."
"It's the master. I saw something I shouldn't have, I did." Finny gasped and pulled her to his bed with as much gentleness as he could muster without hurting his beloved best friend. Mey-Rin sat on the edge of Finnian's bed.
"Tell us, tell us," he said.
Mey-Rin began to tell her story from the start, bard chewed on the mouthpiece of his smoke and Tanaka sipped his tea, Snake and Finny sat and listened like everyone else. She rushed over the non-important details and slowed down when she reached the end of her story the part she was so worked up over. The males gasped, Bardroy's smoke fell out of his mouth and burnt a hole in his night shirt.
"Ow! Ow!" he shouted. No one paid him any mind.
"Are you sure that's what you saw? Maybe you only think you saw that, it is rather late," Finny said.
"No! It was real! They kissed and there was tongue! I wish it wasn't true, I do!" Mey-Rin responded.
"Wow... I certainly wouldn't have picked Sebastian to be a pervert," Bard rubbed the back of his head. "I wonder if they've-"
"NO! YOU'RE BOTH WRONG!" Finnian suddenly yelled. "Sebastian is a good man! He would never do such a thing to Master Ciel! No... he wouldn't..."
Tears leaked from Finnian's eyes. He cared dearly for the young master and Sebastian, they'd saved his life, given him a name, taught him to speak and read. Without them he'd either be dead or still a destructive monster. He owed them his life, he didn't want to think of them in such a shameful way.
"Master Ciel wouldn't do something like this! Nor would Sebastian! Young Master is getting married to Lady Elizabeth, he loves her, why would he hurt her?"
Bard hung his head and Mey-Rin held Finny in her arms as he sobbed quietly on her shoulder.
"We could simply ask or confront them... says Wordsworth," Snake commented.
"But..." Mey-Rin started but didn't finish.
"That's not actually a bad idea!" Bard had his game face on. "Sebastian told me that Master Ciel was going to have Breakfast in the garden tomorrow. We'll hide in the bushes and see if we can figure out anything from what their sayin'"
"But that's invading Young Master's privacy! That's not right!" Finnian yelled.
"So is what might be going on between them!" Bard yelled back.
"Please stop!" Snake shouted. "Says Emily."
"Snake's right. We shouldn't be fighting, we shouldn't," Mey-Rin said.
Finny wiped his running nose on his sleeve. "Okay. We find out what they're up to. I'm only going along with this because I Care about our Master."
"Ho, ho, ho..." Tanaka laughed.
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His Butler, Found Out
FanfictionWhile Mey-Rin, the maid of the Phantomhive Manner, is cleaning the mansion, top to bottom, making amends for a days worth of mess, she stubbles apon a rather interesting scene between the butler in black and the sour young master.