Chapter eight

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AN: So yeah, finally...there's more... :)

As both butler and master begin their descent down the stairs, their hands are clasped, but Sebastian quickly lets go when he sees the faces of Bard, Finny, and Mey-Rin come into view.
Ciel lets out a sigh, trying not to be bothered by the loss of his butler's hand in his.
Instead, he fixes a steady glare on his other hazardous servants.
"M-Master Ciel, we're really sorry! Yes we are!", Mey-Rin exclaims, immediately breaking down in a fit of sobs.
Ciel doesn't look at her.
"Young Master, if I may, perhaps you should ask Mey-Rin whatever is the matter?", Sebastian says, taking a step closer to the Earl.
But, Finny interrupts.
"She-she claims to have seen you and Ciel...kissing? Is this true, master?"
The demonic butler eyes the boy beside him, as if waiting for his answer.
Ciel feels his face grow hot and his next words are stammered.
"What-whatever would make her think that? K-kissing? That's preposterous!"
But, he knows he's only fooling himself.
Sebastian nods, agreeing.
"Yes, it most certainly is preposterous, especially considering that the young master does indeed have a fiancée. I can assure you all, most definitely, that the Earl and I were not engaging in any intimate activities...we were simply practicing...for future occasions."
The butler coughs then, adding: "For future occasions without my presence, of course."
The staff nod their heads, seemingly okay, and Mey-Rin smiles, her face growing a bright scarlet.
"I-I'm sorry, master! I didn't k-know!"
Ciel sighs, wishing that they all would just leave so that he and Sebastian could go back to...practicing.
'Not much longer, Young Master. Do not worry. They will soon leave us alone; again...'
The boy nods slowly in the butler's direction, smiles a little.
Then his expression becomes stern again.
"Now then, if you all don't mind, I am going to go up to my study and start on my work. Sebastian, please bring me some tea and something sweet."
With that, the boy ascends the stairs, his one hand trailing slowly across the wooden banister.
Once he's certain that his idiotic servants have left, Ciel glances over at Sebastian who's already in the kitchen, preparing the tea.
He grins and then races up the stairs, two at a time, to go get ready for his 'work'.

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