Your P.O.V.~
"Your tea young master."
Ciel just nods. His desk is covered in paperwork of the latest murder."Jack the Ripper." I read looking over his shoulder.
"Yes a series of prostitutes were murdered and the queen has asked me to get to the bottom of it." Ciel said leaning back.
I just kinda nod and exit the room. Poor Ciel, stuck with all this work. I was pulled from my thoughts by a knock on the door.
A couple moments Sebastian answered it and I heard voices.
"Hello Madam Red." Sebastian's smooth voice greeted.
"Hello Sebastian. Grell take my coat." A woman's voice commanded.
I watched as a women dressed in all red with short red hair walked in. Behind her was a small brown haired man. He was dressed as a butler and looked very feeble. Something seemed off about him however.
"(Y/n). Please take Madam Red and Grell to the young master's study." Sebastian's voice cut through my thoughts. I nodded.
"This way." I whispered.
I led Madam Red to Ciel's study and she walked in and hugged Ciel. I drifted back into thought as Ciel talked to Madam Red. I was thinking about music. I had seen a room with a piano earlier and I couldn't wait to go play it. I smiled to myself.
"Master shall I bring some tea for the guests?" I asked.
Ciel nodded and I left to go to the kitchen. I started to sing as I made the tea.
Are you insane like me? Been in pain like me?
Bought a hundred dollar bottle of champagne like me?
Just to pour that motherfucker down the drain like me?
Would you use your water bill to dry the stain like me?Are you high enough without the Mary Jane like me?
Do you tear yourself apart to entertain like me?
Do the people whisper 'bout you on the train like me?
Saying that you shouldn't waste your pretty face like me?And all the people say
You can't wake up, this is not a dream
You're part of a machine, you are not a human being
With your face all made up, living on a screen
Low on self esteem, so you run on gasolineI think there's a flaw in my code
These voices won't leave me alone
Well my heart is gold and my hands are cold"What an interesting song." I smooth voice said next to my ear.
I jumped almost dropping the tea I was carrying. I felt heat rise to my cheeks but kept a straight face.
"Can I help you Sebastian?" I growled.
He gave me his closed eye smile and took the tea from me. "Start working on dinner."
I sighed and nodded. That butler was different. After a couple days I had began to respect him. He was efficient. He was a demon. He was interesting. And he was easy on the eyes. I laughed to myself and got out shrimp, fish, and clams.
"Want help?" I heard someone say from the entrance. I turned and saw Bard and Sebastian.
"Sebastian start cooking noodles and Bard start chopping up beets and lettuce." I commanded. Sebastian waited until Bard had went to get the ingredients then looked at me.
"The little dragon has a bossy side." He smirked.
I ignored him. After a moment I felt cold hands trace down my back. "It's not polite to ignore someone, you know?" Sebastian said seductively in my ear.
I felt heat on my cheeks once more. I turned and wiped my hands on his coat. "Get started on dinner." I growled.
Sebastian's eyes turned pink and he leaned in closer. My face got really red. I put my hands on his chest and held him back, eyes closed.
"My my you sure are cute when you blush." I heard Sebastian whisper as he walked away to get the noodles started.
Bard came back and we all got to work and made sea food spaghetti. The whole time I kept replaying the previous events in my head.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Well ain't that cute :3 I hope you are enjoying cuz I'm enjoying writing this X3!!
YOU ARE READING
His Dragon (Black Butler Fanfic)
Fanfiction(Y/N) is an...unusual for a girl of the 1800s. She is a badass fighter who is not quite human, but not a demon either.