The Midnight Masquerade

His Butler, Strongest

"So, this Madame Red, are you and her...?" Cassandra asked Grell, giving him a gesture asking him if they were together, as they headed to the Phantomhive estate. It was a large mansion with two rows of stairs extending out in the front yard. They started to walk up them.

"No. We are not together. I do admire her, and we do have the same interest, but I only just serve her." Grell told her.

"Interest?" Cassandra looked at him, wondering. "What kind of interest?"

Grell stiffened and he paused.

"I'm sorry. That was rude of me. I tend to ask a lot of questions when I'm excited. I mean, we only just met. You don't have to answer if you don't want to-In fact, just forget that I asked." Cassandra quickly spoke as continued to ramble on, nervously.

"We like the color red."

Cassandra blinked at him. "What?"

"We both like the color red." He told her.

"Wow. Red used to be my favorite color when I was little." Cassandra told him.

"What else to you like?" Grell asked her.

"Well, Blue, purple, sometimes orange, grey-" The front door opened, revealing a handsome well-dressed man in a dark butler uniform with short black hair and brownish red eyes.

"Hello, Sebastian."

"My lady, what a surprise to see you here." Sebastian told Cassandra. "I'm sure the young master will be delighted to see you." Then Sebastian looked over at Grell who was staring at him admiringly.

"You're late." He told Grell. Grell jumped a little startled and quickly handed some of the boxes over to Sebastian and Sebastian opened one of them.

Sebastian's eye twitched in annoyance. "Why are all of these china broken?"

"It was actually my fault. I bumped into him." Cassandra told him.

Sebastian sighed. "I'll have to arrange another order and pick them up myself tomorrow."

"So, where's the little one?" Cassandra asked him, which made Sebastian smirk, chuckling a little.

"The young master is in the lounge area with the other guests having tea. Would you like to join them?"

"Sure, why not?" Cassandra smiled. Sebastian led Cassandra to the room and Grell quietly followed behind them. As Sebastian opened the doors, Cassandra saw a young boy with short blueish-black hair wearing an eye patch on his right eye, a dark red coat over a white shirt, black bow tie, dark shorts, and black socks reaching up to his knees, dark shoes. A woman with short chopped red hair, red eyes, wearing a red coat, sitting in a chair near Ciel. A Chinese man and woman who was sitting on his lap, sitting across from them.

"Hey, shorty." Cassandra called out to Ciel, causing Ciel to spit out his tea. Ciel twitched in annoyance and slowly turned to her.

"What are you doing here?"

"I invited her to join your little group." Sebastian told him, smiling.

As Sebastian was pouring tea for Ciel, Cassandra noticed Grell was staring at the butler with a dazed look in his eyes. Does he like him or something? Cassandra continued to stare at him, wondering.

"Grell." Madame Red spoke, snapping Grell out of his trance.

"Yes, my lady?"

"Learn something from Sebastian."

Grell looked down a little disheartened. "Yes, my lady."

"Just look at him." Madame Red began to stroke Sebastian on his butt. Sebastian jolted in shock, standing completely stiff. "His physique! Why not quit this country job and come work for me in the city!" She smiled.