I walked through the town until I saw my favourite spot. It was full of cats. They were all so cute. I went to pet it and it purred.
"I did not expect you to be here." Says a voice behind me.
I whip round.
"You." I say in shock. The pale faced man is smirking like Christmas just danced around naked in front of him.
Christmas didn't.
"What are you doing here?" He asks, still smirking.
"Nothing. More importantly, who the hell are you?" I enquired, totally politely. I was suprised he didn't mention my attire as I was wearing a men's butler uniform.
"Sebastian Michaelis." He said, looking at me intensely.
"Wait, you're Sebastian Michaelis?" I giggled. He did not look like described.
That wiped the smug look off his face.
"Yes and why is that so amusing?" He asks, visibly pissed off.
"I've heard that you're an evil, ugly creature that ruins people's lives." I replied, very matter-of-factly.
"And who told you that?"
"My father. Claude Faustus."
There was a pause and a visible intake of breath.
"That's rich, coming from him. And who would have thought he'd spawn such attractive kin." He muttered under his breath.
"Who is your mother, then?" He enquired.
"Hannah Annafellows." I responded, with a smirk.
Pause. Some more muttering.
"And what is your name?" He asked.
"My name is Akuma. Akuma Faustus."
"Original. " He remarked.
"Shuddup."
"So what are you doing here?"
I sighed. I didn't want to tell him. I hated looking weak. But Dad had said that Sebastian worked for a delicious brat called Ciel. (Why he said delicious, I don't know. I don't want to know.) Anyway, however bratty he was, he couldn't be worse than Alois.
"Alois saw me and now I need a job." I blurted out.
"A job? I may have a position for you. That is if you can fight." He said smugly.
So I punched him in the face. He managed to dodge it. Barely.
"Point proven?" I asked triumphantly.
He nodded.
"You need some training but you'll do."
"I NEED TRAINING!?" I screamed and ran after him.
"Come here and I'll show you how much I don't need TraInING!"
After a brief visit to France:
Sebastian stopped and looked behind him. I hopped in front of him silently. He turned back around and smirked at me.
"Well, we better get back to the mansion." He commented.
"Aw but that was fun." I whined. " Carry me. Pwease." I then made puppy dog eyes at him.
"Fine." He conceded. Then he picked me up bridal style.
"No!" I shouted " Piggy back."
"Ok."
"Yayyy! Go faster!"
At the Phantomhive Manor:
I straightened my skirt nervously. If I didn't get this job, I'd be homeless. I knocked on the door.
"Enter."
I entered into the door and stifled a gasp. I was expecting a young boy, around ten to twelve. Instead a handsome bluenette with an eyepatch around eighteen was stood behind a desk.
He looked at me, sizing me up.
"So you're the new maid."
What, I'd already got the job?
"Sebastian, get her a maid uniform." He ordered.
"Yes, my lord." He replied.
"I-Is that it?" I asked, confused.
"Yes. What else do you want? A hug?" He enquired sarcastically.
"No sir, it's not that. Just, may I keep my uniform?" I said meekly.
He looked me up and down. I don't think he realised I was wearing mens clothes.
"Fine." He said dryly. " I too have experienced the joy of cross dressing."
I walked out of the door, my head bowed respectfully. As soon as we were out of hearing range, Sebastian whispered in my ear.
"That's a shame. I was looking forward to seeing you in the maid's costume. And doing it up."
I didn't bat an eyelid. Instead I waited until he was in front of me and I grabbed his butt. Wow- that's firm! Then I whispered in his ear.
"I hope you're better in bed than you are with my father. He said you were a disappointment."
Then I laughed and walked off.
