Mademoiselle Renard, His Butler's Secret?

Ch 2 His Butler's Past

"You." he sneers at me, obviously not expecting to see me here. And to be honest, I never expected to see the raven haired demon again either.

"Hello, love. What name do you go by now? Last I heard you were being called Markus by that bratty Scottie boy, when was that? 200 years ago now?" I smirk, knowing that prey hate to be reminded they aren't their demon's first.

Just on cue, the navy haired boy beside the raven gasps and pouts, eyes turning to slits as he glares at me. "Is this the new pet? Who is it this time? A prince? A commoner? A noble?" he twitches slightly at the last one and I internally smirk, pausing to take a breath before continuing my assault. "Ah, I bet he's an industry heir. Let me guess, an earl perhaps? Judging by his age and appearance I would venture to assume this is the young Earl Ciel Phantomhive I have heard so much about the past few years. Would I be wrong?"

The man just stands there, glancing at his current master, awaiting further instructions like a good demon butler. "I am Ciel Phantomhive, head of the Phantomhive household, and who are you?"

I open my mouth to speak only to be cut off by a satin voice that I would know anywhere. "Her name is Jean (Zhahn) Michaelis, my lord.' he says, bending to speak only to the child before him.

"I am sorry to be blunt, but I must ask you to leave before the dignitaries get here, Ciel. It was lovely to see you three again. Please do get along and work together to find the necklace. There will come a time you will need her Ciel, even though Sebastian is one hell of a butler." the queen interjects.

"Of course, Your Majesty. Shall we continue this conversation on the ride home?" Sebastian bows, ushering us out to the carriage infront of the palace. I see a cute little old chibi in the driver's seat and realize its Tanaka! Oh my, I haven't seen him since he was about thirty five! man, has he gotten old. His stamina endurance must've dropped to chibi status if he is not his usual 6'2" self. How sad.

"So, Jean Michaelis. Did you fail to mention someone, Sebastian?" Ciel asks when we start to move, presumably back to his manor.

"I did not, my lord. I believed her to be dead." he says honestly, unable to lie to his master. The submission of a butler to their master or a maid to theirs was the one thing I always hated about being a demon.

"What is the relationship?" Ciel asks, his tone sounding almost bored. I see an eye patch covering his right eye. What a pity, such a beautiful sapphire blue...

"She is my sister, bocchan." he admits and I smile.

"I go by Kyra now, by the way. And I have no use for a last name." I say off-handedly.

"Kyra. Lovely name. How did you come up with it?" Ciel asks me, probably to make conversation with me, to get to know me. After all, I am the one thing his butler never told him about. He never tells any of his prey about me, and I never go near him. In fact, this is the first time in over 300 years I have even spoken to him.

"I actually had a pr- I mean, a master, a few decades ago and that is the name he gave me. The fool made a deal with a demon for the sole purpose of impressing a girl!" I scoff in disgust. I remember all too well the pungent smell that rolled off of him every day like road kill. Needless to say, I don't miss him. "It took less than a week for our contract to be fulfilled and as pre-agreed, I gave him five years with the woman before I returned to complete the deal. He tried to get out of it, like any human would, and he failed. His soul was very fatty, not very fulfilling. I hate those ones."

"Wow. At least you got a good name out of it, I guess." he shrugs as we approach a huge stone manor a good way's outside of London. "I presume you will be needing a room, yes?"

"If you would be so kind." I bow my head a bit before climbing out of the now stopped buggy and turning to face the boy. "I know you are contracted to moi frère, but I would love to be of any service I can. Though I do not curtsy, I bow. And if you address me as anything but my name, I prefer butler over maid."

"Sebastian, find Kyra a room and an outfit. Slacks and a blouse that she finds to her liking. She can assist you." he says, beginning to walk into the manor.

Sebastian opens his mouth to protest but without turning around Ciel mutters, "and that's an order." Im shocked but in a pleasant way. This child of barely fourteen is already predicting those under his command... I'll have to be careful and watch my tread in this place.

I hear a howl and pounding footsteps rushing down the hall. Out of the darkness comes a giant white hound with a black spiked collar around its neck. Sebastian tenses up as if expecting impact from the creature, but it bounds straight up to me and licks a strip clear across my face from chin to hairline. I feel the weight on my shoulders lessen a little and all of a sudden a naked white-haired man is sitting on top of me. What the actual fuck?

"Pluto!" I hear a voice call from the hall and more footsteps, but these with a lighter tread.

"Hi, boy." I chuckle, running a hand through the demon hound's long silver hair. He shudders at my touch and barks, licking my face again, but this time with a human tongue not a hellhound one.

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Sebastian's POV

Why would she show up here? And why would she work for the queen? Millions of questions occupy the empty space in my mind and I push away the thoughts to tend to my bocchan. I smile when Pluto attacks her instead of me. Maybe I can get that mutt to leave me alone for a few days so I can get things done that have been left unattended.

"Kyra, I have a few things around the manor I have to repair. The first thing I need you to do is bath Pluto and then help Mei-rin, Finny, and Bard fix dinner." I say, brushing off my tailcoat. "And then after dinner I will show you to your room and get you a wardrobe."

"Alright. Come on, Pluto. Lets get you bathed." she smiles and I give a half smile to her back as she leads a very compliant demon hound out of the manor.

I don't envy her task at all. I was always the cat lover, and she was always the dog lover. She detests my four-legged favorites as I do hers. I make Ciel some tea before quickly baking a deep dish apple pie for the young master and heading to his study, where I am almost certain he will be.

My inference proves correct and I pour the earl grey into a teacup before handing it to him. "Why did you never tell me you had a sister?" Ciel asks curiously as I am cutting the pie.

"I told you, I believed she was dead." I repeat myself.

"Since when?" he pushes. I see that this is one story I am better off just telling the young master. it'll take less time then him trying to piece the story together through a measly game of 20 questions.

"Since she became a demon. Close to 350 years ago." I say and he very nearly drops him cup.

""Became a demon'? Wasn't she born one, like you?"

"No. She is my half sister/. We do not share common fathers." I explain, standing in front of Ciel's desk, my arms folded behind my back.

"Is it a personal story?" he asks in a low voice.

"Yes, but I will tell you if you wish to hear it, bocchan." I smile, waiting for his answer.

"Tell me what you wish to." he says, for once giving me the choice. It takes me a second to realize that he actually gave me the choice of how much to tell him. So I start at the beginning. "When we were little she was always the best of us, even though she was human and I was a demon. She wanted to be able to keep up with me in everything, so she pushed herself to breaking point. I wanted to be human back then, I didn't want to hurt anyone. I just wanted to protect her and our mother..." I start, getting lost in the memory of so long ago.

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Hey! What a great place for a cliff hanger, dontcha think? I know, you hate me, but im used to it! Hope you liked it! More coming possibly... IDK, I may just scrap this one. If you have a oneshot idea for my other book, go request it in my inbox and I'll get back to u as soon as I can. :) -CC-