One Hell of a Story (a Black Butler Fanfiction)

Getting Acquainted

this bitch is long......

"I still can't believe this is happening" Aris muttered under her breath, Azile was braiding the blonde's hair loosely, knowing Aris didn't like her hair being messy when she wakes up. The two girls had spent the rest of the day exploring, getting lost, and becoming familiar with the other workers, apparently Tanaka was a little old man who only seemed to make three sounds and drink tea all day. Aris was upset that when they had met, he had been in his miniature form and Azile was stuck in a state of disbelief at how inhumanely adorable the old man appeared.

"For real b, but unfortunately my test was a success, we are in an alternate dimension, in a manga to be more specific-"

"I wonder if it'll follow the anime's plot or go by the book?"

Azile snorted at her friend's odd question, tying the end of Aris's fish braid with a pure white bow, which, due it being Azile placing it, of course was symbolic of her friend's purity and innocence.

"What's the difference, exactly"

"Alois Trancy"

"Who?"

Aris sighed, throwing herself backwards onto the brunette with such force that Azile lost her balance and fell back on the bed, but was too tired to push the older female off of her.

"I'll tell you tomorrow, Zi, for now, let's go to sleep" Aris brushed off the question, moving until she was on her side, her face digging snuggly into the soft white pillow as she slipped into unconsciousness with a content smile and a sleepy sigh.

"Night b" Azile bided before slowly getting up from the bed and making her way to the room's door, Aris could only manage to mutter out what Azile could only assume to be "goodnight" as the blonde instantly fell back asleep.

Azile walked numbly down the hall and to her designated room, allowing the door to close on its own as she trudged to the large bed. Running tired hands through her straight hair, Azile groaned as she landed face first into her pillow, half her body hanging off the bed as she was angled awkwardly due to her feet never once leaving the ground.

Ever since she had awoken she felt a dull pain in the back of her head, slight pressure on her eyes, and hungry, mainly hungry.

"Tomorrow is another day...preferably in the world that I grew up in" She grumbled, shimmying her way into the bed and beneath the covers before sleeping, unaware of the pair of fuchsia eyes that watched her warningly, contemplating whether she meant harm to his young master or not.

When the girls awoke the next morning, well, to say the least, it wasn't pleasant. Sebastian had taken it up to himself to wake up the sleeping duo, he had little resistance from Aris as he woke her up at nearly six in the morning to go, when the young girl denied his arrival, he simply pulled the cover off and ordered for her to get up, feeling defeated, Aris complied unwillingly. Azile, however, was a different story; the young brunette had made her distaste toward the butler clear as day and the amber eyed male firmly remembered the searing pain that coursed through his head when the young girl decided to rudely render him unconscious. Whether it was purposeful or not did not matter to the man clad in black as he ordered the jade eyed female to wake up. Azile shivered as she practically felt the malice reek off the butler like a bad stench and, before she could change her mind, the demon had pulled the bed sheets harshly, successfully managing to force the young girl to transition from her bed to the marble floor.

"My master prefers for all morning chores to be accomplished before he awakens, as a Phantomhive servant, you are obligated to meet that request to the fullest, now, I expect you dressed and in the kitchen in the next ten minutes, am I understood?"