VF Sisters (STOPPED TILL FURTHER NOTICE)

White hair? White tie.

As my masters and I bid farewell to Ciel and Sebastian, we were in the foyer as they twirled around to meet my gaze. "So...They were the people you meant? Ciel Phantomhive of the Phantomhive Company and Sebastian Michaelis, the demon butler?" I nodded as suspicion was clear in their eyes. They shook it away with a blink of their lids.

"Well!" Valorie clasped her hands together, her eyes still slightly red-rimmed as I could tell she was serious again. "Tomorrow night, we are attending one of our major employers party, the Barrecks. Of course, since we aren't actually invited, because they hate us for some unknown reason..." She gave me a slight glare as I shrugged. Yea, I 'accidentally' killed their nephew, but he was an assassin! She continued with a huff, "We'll be going in their dressed differently."

"Since Faye and I can easily change our appearances, the person we're worried about is you, Mofe." They gave me a look as I raised an eyebrow. "You are terribly noticeable with your white hair. But maybe if we changed your gender... and maybe your eye color too..."

It seems my masters are giving me a different look.

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I stood from the end of the stairs as I awaited my masters patiently, slightly tugging at the outfit I had been given. My hair  had grown longer since I have been here and my masters didn't mind it. Atleast, I think, for tonight.

I hear a faint clicking on the stairs as I looked up to see Valorie. At least, I think that's Valorie. Her dull brown hair was now fully colored and darker then last time, and her brown eyes were now green blazes of freshly grown grass.

Her hair was up in a swirled ponytail, tied with a faint pink ribbon. She had a lace of black tied on her neck, wrapped twice and neatly knotted in a bow. Her gown, well that surprised me the most. The girl who was formally fitted to dark colors such a midnight blue and chestnut brown, was wearing an elegant short-sleeve, low V-neck dashing red gown. Along with it she had arm-long gloves that were blood red with white frills and white with red laced boots with a minor heel.

Her pocket watch was engulfed deeply in the skirts of her gown, but the golden chain shone brightly. "My, my Mofe. You seem to change so....easily.." She looked me up and down in approval as I bowed, like a gentleman. "Milady," I changed my voice so it was deeper, less womanly than what I have had over a long range of years, "Our carriage awaits us. Will your sister be joining us tonight?" I looked up, as she had a faint smirk from my change of attitude.

"Sadly, no. She has apparently had other plans for tonight's arrangement." She waved the fan a little as I took her hand while she stepped off the last stair. "Oh, and Mofe?" I stood back up at my height as she had to crane her neck a little. "You are definitely better as a man."

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We entered the Barreck manor as it was well cared for, and had been crowded with many big business owners. The chandelier had been color coated and seemed as if every color danced off the glass with anticipation and creativity.

The floors were shined to the brim, not even leaving a grim of smudge as to darken one's interior as it was a faded blue. The curtains hanging across the windows were gold brimmed with dark green silk and the windows had majestic little cravings on each panel. The walls were painted a white. Not as white as a newly made piece of paper but faded white, as if it had been used many times and yet still shone through the black-outlined letters. An elegant ballroom, I might add, but just a little too elegant.

Though, once Valorie and I entered the ballroom, all men stopped gambling, all the women stopped chattering about the designs, and took one look at me and swooned. Since I'm a demon, no matter what condition I'm in, I always seem to seduce the humans without trying.