Divine Temptation (Black Butler Sebastian X MC Fanfiction)

🖤Chapter 5🖤

A carriage approached the manor, and out stepped Mister Damiano of the Poseidon Company. His eyes widened when he saw the Japanese-style garden.

"This is..."

"Welcome!" greeted the five servants in unison.

That's right, five. Five because Isabella had disguised herself as a Phantomhive servant.

A few minutes earlier...

"What? You want to wear a maid outfit, Your Grace?" Sebastian couldn't believe it.

"Yes. Is there a problem?" Isabella asked, her tone calm.

"I mean, why do you need to?" Sebastian inquired.

"It's fun! Besides, I don't want to draw attention to myself. If Ciel's guest recognized me, there would be a lot of unnecessary interactions. And I don't want that. Do you understand, Sebastian?" Isabella explained, looking at him.

Sebastian sighed, "Alright, alright."

"I really can't win against her," he thought. "She's just as stubborn as the young master."

Back to the present...

Damiano was still in awe of the garden when Sebastian approached him.

"It is called the Stone Garden of Giaponne."

Damiano beamed, "Prodigioso! Wonderful!"

Tanaka escorted Damiano inside the manor to Ciel's study.

Isabella was bothered about something and glanced at Sebastian as he was about to enter the manor.

"Sebastian," she approached him, keeping a few inches of distance. She was still not comfortable around him, likely due to his demonic nature.

"Yes, Your Grace?" Sebastian responded politely.

Isabella stared at him, unsure if she should voice her concern. She had the power to see the souls of people, and she saw an evil intent in Damiano's heart, though she couldn't decipher its nature.

"Is everything going to be fine?" she asked.

Sebastian was taken aback by her question. He always thought Isabella knew more than she let on.

"Don't worry, everything is fine, Your Grace. I'll make sure of it. I wouldn't be worth my salt as the butler of Phantomhive if I couldn't handle this," he assured her.

While Ciel was entertaining Damiano...

Isabella was busy preparing for dinner along with the trio.

Sebastian entered the kitchen and glanced at Bardroy, who was cutting a piece of meat. "How's the preparation?"

"I'm on it, though..." Bardroy smiled and showed him the meat he had cut, "but is this okay?"

"Yes, splendid," Sebastian approved.

Isabella stepped out of the kitchen and saw Mey-Rin running with boxes in her hands.

"Mister Sebastian! I found them!" she called out, but due to her clumsiness, she tripped, and the boxes flew out of her hands.

"Hey!" Isabella quickly moved and caught the boxes one by one. However, Mey-Rin slammed into her, causing her to fall back. Before she hit the ground, she felt strong arms catch her, wrapping around her waist.

She looked up and saw Sebastian's face above her.

"What a troublesome girl you are, Mey-Rin. I keep telling you not to run indoors, right?" he scolded her, looking at Mey-Rin. "You almost caused an injury to Her Grace."

"I-I'm really sorry!" Mey-Rin stood up. "My glasses are broken, so I can't see clearly!"

"It's okay," Isabella reassured her. "Thanks to the butler, no harm was done," she smiled at him.

Sebastian felt something strange when he saw her smile up close. He quickly took the boxes from her and smiled, ignoring the strange feeling. "Glad to know you're alright, Your Grace."

He glanced at the trio. "Good work, everyone. Please leave the rest to me and have a rest," he said and left the trio to their break.

He was about to turn around the corner when someone grabbed his arm.

"Sebastian, wait," it was Isabella.

"Ummm, do you need more help?" Isabella asked.

"No need, Your Grace. I can manage on my own," he replied.

Isabella pouted, "But I am bored."

"Then, just have some snacks with the servants and talk to them."

"I can't have a peaceful siesta knowing you're still working hard," she insisted.

"Your Grace—"

"Here, let me help you with that," Isabella reached for the boxes in Sebastian's hands.

"You really don't need to—" Sebastian pull away the box from her.

"I insist," she grab on to the box in Sebastian hands.

"Your Grace—"

In the middle of pulling the boxes away from each other, due to Sebastian's strong pull, Isabella was pulled along, and they both fell to the floor with a thud. Fortunately, the box still landed in Sebastian's left hand.

"S-sorry," Isabella said with an apologetic smile as she push herself away from Sebastian body.

Sebastian was speechless. Isabella was on top of him, their faces close. Her long raven hair touched his face, and he could smell her captivating scent.

"What is this strange feeling? She's a human, and yet..." Sebastian thought, feeling a mix of confusion and an unfamiliar warmth.