The Pureblood...Demon?!

Chapter 2

----------3 Years Later----------

*BOOM!*

"WHAT IN SATAN'S NAME ARE YOU TRYING TO DO, BARD?!"

"Oh, hehehe... hey Ivy."

"Answer. the. question."

"Umm, well I was makin' a pork roast, and I thought me flamethrower would be good for the job."

"Bard? How many times have I told you to stop using the flamethrower to cook?"

"I don't know..."

"Right, too many times to count. I would estimate, though, that it is at least 108 times in these past three years. This does not include the time I took the flamethrowers, and extras, away."

"108 is an oddly precise number..."

"Yes well, I estimated based off of the fact I tell you about three times a month to stop, at least, and then multiply it out for how many times I have had to tell you in the time I spent here."

Though, if I wanted to, I could give an accurate number. With me being a vampire, I have a hard time forgetting things. It has been a total of 127 times, including today, that I have told him to stop, not including the additional 149 times that Sebastian has told him. I don't know how the kitchen manages to get repaired again and again like this.

Walking away, I hear the rest of the servants surround Bard. Well, Snake is off doing his own thing, and Tanaka... I think he's just drinking his tea. They all begin to talk in between themselves.

"She's scary. Like Sebastian, she is."

"Right. When she was talkin', she gave me chills."

"Sebastian and her have a lot in common. We just have to try to keep up, and I know we will be like them someday!"

"You guys do know that I can still hear you, right?"

"""..."""

Really, they should wait a while before talking about somebody. Not that I wouldn't hear them anywhere I was in the property, but they don't need to know that. The servants and I are closer now. Everyone but Tanaka calls me with no honorifics and and feels free to talk frankly with me. Tanaka won't talk to anyone, he just is busy drinking his tea...

Really the difference in Tanaka is astounding. He must had been really injured to go from one personality to another.

Snake took the longest to open up. He seems to have slight trust issues, but overall he is a good guy. His snakes on the other hand... they ratted me out to him. This makes Snake the only one who knows my secret, or part of it anyway. He knows I have fangs and that my eyes glow red at times. I don't know why, but this made him open up to me as well. We may as well be siblings now, based on how attached we are.

"Ivy, the Young Master is calling for you."

"Why now? He better not be doing another late night mission. If he is, I swear I... wait, he is, isn't he?"

"Unfortunately."

"Tsk. These missions are no good on his sleeping arrangements."

Sebastian gave me a small, knowing smirk and knocked on the study room's door. His smirk read, 'I know something you don't know, and I am not going to tell you'. Rude, much?

I walk into the room, and sit in the seat adjacent to Ciel's desk. I am currently putting my all in not glaring at Sebastian and trying to make it look like I'm not planing a certain butler's funeral. If the body is found.