"𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐥𝐲."
The life of the youngest Phantomhive as he and his elder brother find out a secret that's been kept from them.
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"You two must've had other options in life besides policing England's underworld. I'm sure my sister, your mother, wanted something else for the two of you. And yet after their deaths your return to be the queens guard dog and get a position special for Y/n. Is it because you're trying to avenge your parents' murders and give Y/n a better life?" Madam red asked as she played chess with Ciel while you sat at the windowsill.
"The need for revenge is a funny thing. It won't bring back the dead, nor will it bring them happiness." "But then..." "To answer your question, I didn't return to the house of Phantomhive for my parents. I did it for myself and Y/n." He stated as he glanced at you.
"Y/n and I want to find the people responsible for what happened, and we want to make them experience the same pain and humiliation we suffered." He said as your aunt hummed.
"Mm, I still remember when you were born, though it seems so long ago. You were so tiny and fragile I remember thinking, 'No matter what, I have to protect him.' And the same for your brother, she was the cutest, when your mother and father took him out to parties people would not stop looking." She trailed off as she and Ciel turned their gaze to you who raised a brow at their stares.
"You both know I was never able to have children, but there was the two of you. And I've come to think of you as my own sons. Which is why I wish you would quit this." She tried persuading the two for you but you simply shook your head.
"This is a task We've freely chosen. It's still our choice to make and no one else's. I don't regret my decision in following him and I won't be coddled by anyone." You stated as you stood up and went over to a table to sip your tea.
"I want a donut, can Sebastian make donuts?"
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You and Ciel were relaxing on his bed as you played with random strands of his hair while he laid in front of you. Suddenly Sebastian knocked before coming in. "Well, then?" He asked, expecting some result.
"No matter how I look at it, the result is still the same." Sebastian reported as Ciel sat up, leading the strand of hair you were playing with to slip out of your hands and make you frown. "Yesterdays murder. The viscount didn't do it." You realized as Sebastian agreed with you. "Exactly. None of the people in his mansion could've done it either."
"Indeed. No person could move that quickly. Anyway tomorrow we'll start-" Ciel stopped himself as he thought of something.
"Sebastian, you didn't-" He asked as Sebastian denied it. "Of course I didn't, my lord. I told you, I never lie. Now, involved in medicine, ties to secret societies or black magic, lacking alibis for the nights the bodies were found. The only human who fits our criteria is the viscount Druit." Sebastian said as you sat up abruptly still holding your frown as Ciel had one too.
"You know more about this than you're letting on, don't you?" You asked "But I'm simply one hell of a butler. As you well know I only carry out those orders my master and mistress have directly given me." Sebastian stayed calm while the two of you huffed in annoyance,
