Lover to one, daughter to the other. A black butler fanfic

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"It must stay outside at all times. It will cause mayhem and destruction. It will be a treat to the young lords life. Besides, mutts like that belong outside in the mud, not inside." Sebastian says distaste written all over his face and laced in his voice. He obviously doesn't like dogs, more like hates.

"She is NOT a mutt! She is a pure bread demon wolf. She is well trained and will not leave my side willingly or without my say-so. Besides, you, Sebastian, are not the one who makes rules in this household, Ciel is, so unless he has something against Luneriana, she is staying with me at all times." I say, petting my pup, who was on my lap, watching every move. Ciel watched us argue in amusement.

"I appreciate dogs. Unlike cats, I am not allergic to them. As long as she is well behaved and doesn't do anything to harm anything or anyone in my mansion, she can go wherever she pleases." Ciel says, shrugging slightly as I smile. Sebastian frowned and looked at Lune as if she were the most disgusting thing on this planet.

"May I get back to my chores or are we going to sit here all day?" I ask after a bit of silence. "We could always let the three other servants take over for us..." Lune gently gets off my lap and I stand. Ciel whitens at the thought then nods very slightly.

"You may go. I would like you to make the supper for tonight. Sebastian, stay here, I need to talk with you." Ciel motions for me to leave, seemingly bored but under the mask, was upset about something.

"It shall be done." I bow and walk out of the room, closing the door behind me. I walk down the hall and run across Mey-Rin, who was balancing a large stack of books.

"Oh! Hello miss Rouge! Glad to see you are back, yes I am! What a cute pup! Why is it inside? Sebastian will get mad then yell at you, yes he will!" She blabbers, the stack leans to the side and starts to fall.

"Hello Mey-Rin. I have already talked with the young lord and him. We have made an agreement." I say catching all the books that fell easily. "Be more careful and carry less. Now if you will excuse me, I have been instructed to make tonight's supper." I put the books down on a side table in the hall. I smile, she nods and we go on our way.

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I got to the kitchen, Luneriana layer down so that she could always see me and stayed still. I prepared the meal in little time. When I was adding the last few touches, Sebastian walked in, glared at Lune, then walked up to me.

"Are you finished preparations? Do you wish to present it or shall I?" He asks, standing so that Luneriana was behind him.

"You shall present it. You know what it is. I need to go out with Lune for a little while." I clean my hands and take of my cooking apron. Sebastian nods, frowning, his eyes glancing in the direction of my pup, who had stood to join my side.

"Very well, just don't stay out late. You have much work to do tomorrow." He picks up the tray and walks in to the dinning room over to Ciel.

I open the back door and Luneriana trots through. I walk through the garden into a maze, once at the centre, I tell Luneriana to stay there until I call. I turn into a cat and run straight into a hedge. I make my way through the maze going under hedges to make tracking me harder. I find a nice spot with a bench near a rise bush. I turn back and whistle once silently that only demon dogs or wolves can hear.

I sit on the bench to wait and pick a black rose with white tips. It was beautiful and strange among the roses that were either black or white. I pick off the thorns and place it in my hair, reminding me of myself. I lean back and close my eyes, enjoying the sounds and smells.

I open my eyes when something wet touches my hand. I look down to see my pup sitting down in front of me, her chin on my lap. "Good girl, let's go get you some supper." I say changing into a cat and climbing onto her back.

She runs into the forest and catches our meal. We eat, head to a stream to clean up the back to the mansion.

I walk in, back to my normal state, and start to go to my room. I hear Lune whine, I turn to see Sebastian locking her outside. "Luneriana, come here." I say, then she breaks through the screen door. "Don't worry Sebastian, I will fix it tomorrow."

"IT should stay outside during the night. Who knows what it will do while we sleep." He says in a fake sweet tone.

"I know what she will do. She will sleep and watch over me." I say bitterly, turning and walking away, Luneriana at my side. "Goodnight Sebastian."

I hear him growl, which causes Lune to heighten her senses, preparing for anything. I get to my room and get ready for bed, soon laying in the sheets, my companion at my feet. I drift off into a dreadful sleep.

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Dream
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I had been living on the street for 20 years now, not changing at all, begging for anything, like food or money. I watched kids grow into adults who shunned and hated me. I stayed mostly in my human form but would sometimes be a cat, never half way. People would throw things at me and beat me up, in either form.

I took it most of the time, not showing emotion, knowing I was a monster, thinking I deserved it. Until one day, a boy, about nine years old, through a rock at me, leaving a huge gash on my forehead.

"You are a monster! You should die! Your own mother and father hated you. Go die so you no longer plague this village with your presence!" He yelled at me. I knew this boy. He was a street kid like me. I used to help him and take care of him, that was until a very nice lady took him in. He turned against me soon after, from a few simple words. There was no sadness or regret in his eyes, only fear and hate.

I stated crying as he walked towards me and started to beat me up, leaving huge gashes from the rock in his hand. I lashed out in defence and the beatings stopped. There was a thud and I look around, my eyes settling on a limp body of a boy, a pool of blood forming around him. I look at the boys face, slashed and broken, seeing the face of the boy that would smile at me after finding that little extra food in the trash. I look down at my hands to see them coated in fresh blood. A weird shrieking scream forms in my throat and makes itself known as I sit next to the boy, rocking him, trying get him wake up.

People gather around and start yelling at me, throwing things but not daring to get to close. I feel something wet on my face and hear people calling my name.