Lucifer's Lovely Sisters-(Black Butler/ Kuroshitsuji fanfiction)

Chapter Seventeen

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji. All rights go to Yana Toboso. I own minor plot changes, and Sienna, along with a few other VERY minor OCs.

"How about this one? Or maybe this one. No, I think the red clashes with my eyes too much. Should I stick to blue, or should I change it up a bit?"

Ciel waved a hand "I honestly don't care. Just get this over with."

"No." she whined "I need a few more dresses. I'm starting to like this style now. You should be happy I'm not looking for something inappropriate." Sienna winks, causing the boy to flush at the implication. "So, choose one."

"The one on the left," Sebastian supplies, just as Ciel was about to choose the one on the right "It's shape will flatter your figure, and the blue will certainly match your eyes."

Sienna looks to the young boy for confirmation. He nods. "Thanks." the seraph scurries off to change into the article of clothing.

While in the dressing room she fumbled with the laces. Crap. They were the type that needed you to make knots at every hole instead of just lacing it through, tying it at the end.

"If you don't mind, my lady, I could provide some assistance."

"No, and what's with the whole 'my lady' thing? Aren't I just a servant or whatever?"

"Yes, but because you revealed yourself to be my young master's ancestor, your status automatically rose to that of nobility."

"Oh." she said dumbly.

Sebastian enters, closing the door behind him. His fingers deft, he starts threading silk ribbon through the corset.

Sienna's unfocused eyes were visible in the mirror. She's probably not aware he's helping her.

"Hey! I said no!"

"I apologize, my lady, but my master ordered me to assist you in getting dressed."

"Then why'd you ask?"

He smiled "Because I did not want to seem rude. I certainly did no expect a lady such as yourself to decline my offer. That was incredibly rude, might I say."

"I turned down the offer 'cause you're a pervy old man, Sebastian." she said.

"Old...?"

"Haven't we already established this. Aren't you older than even I am?"

"No, Miss Sienna, I do not believe that is true," the demon contradicts "I am a mere 4,000 while you are over 5,000 years of age."

She squints at him "Are you calling me old? How do you even know my age?!"

"A butler worth his salt should know the basic information and background of all other employees to guarantee best cooperation in completing tasks.

"Right, well, you're one now, so let's go." she rushes to the door, but stops to look back when she's already half-way through "Your hands are cold. Warm them up somehow. They're like the arctic, and no woman wants that, dummy. How can you seduce them if you're like a snowman?" Sienna exits swiftly.

Sebastian's blank expression slipped up just a little when she left. He would never admit it, but he stopped to look at his hands for a few milliseconds.

"How do you like this one?"

"I like it. Let's go."

"Are you okay? You seem more grumpy than usual." she asks, concerned. "Do you have a case? You always get really irritated when you do."