Demon (Black Butler Fanfic)

Flirt

A knock on Ciels door made Sebastian pause in dressing him. "Come in."

A tall woman, but petite stepped in. "I apologize for calling do late." She looked scared and bows her head a lot.

Sebastian though couldn't care less as he felt something was off with this woman: Angela. "What is it that you need, my young master is about to retire for the evening."

The white haired woman could practically feel the demons eye roll as Ciel stayed mural in the whole thing. "I have a request to make. Leave the castle, leave the village completely. You mustn't stay here!"

The young master was intrigued and certainly wanted to go to bed in his own manor, not solving this useless case. Though the vacation does take his mind off that woman, Madam Von, the one with no information. No one knew her, no matter how much she thought they did. "Why's that?"

She looked around nervously. "I can't say." A large shadow by the window made her stop, her eyes opened in fear. "No, the demon hound! It's coming!" Then a loud piercing scream made Ciel sit up.

"The what?" Now Ciel and Sebastian were interested, demon?

"Ah!"

"Sebastian! What was that thing?"

A loud knock resonated throughout the castle, making everyone jump. A very loud knock and some curse words.

Angela quickly scurried away. "Oh! I must answer the door!" After all she was the only servant for the castle.

The white haired woman opened the door, now noticing the everyone was behind her. Angela gasped in shock.

Victoria had finally tied the dog up, she had found out he doesn't appreciate her voice after trying to sing a lullaby to the demon then it bite her other foot, yeah, after it shredded her boots off first!

It was all wrapped up in ducktape, the hello kitty one, stuck to a tree, you couldn't even see it's fur anymore. Plus the white beast made her waste the last two grenades, in the end it was stuck to the tree, a wiggling mass.

Leaving Victoria to practically crawl to the largest house she saw, which had better be the fucking castle.

By the time the door opened, she was bleeding to death and about as tired as any anime watching American. But the sight wasn't the best. And when she started to trip, Sebastian lunged forward and caught her.

Everyone was shocked, but all for different reasons.

"What happened to you, milady?" The demon smirked down at her as she looked up, a glare permanent.

"I got mauled by a demon, and no it wasn't you." She muttered.

"Oh I know. I would have mauled you in a different way." He smirked down at the pale woman, probably from blood loss.

"In your dreams!" Victoria coughed out. Blood spilling all over the floor, knocking everyone into panic mode. Vicky could hear the servants rushing around to get bandages, while Ciel and Barrymore glared, not being able to hear the conversation.

Though Ciel found it annoying that Sebastian had to flirt while someone was on there death bed, so typical.

"Well you see Milady, demons don't sleep. So I don't have dreams, we'll just have to make it a reality." His smirk widened and he spread one of his white gloves across her face, licking her blood. "Don't you taste good." His eyes flashed fushia.

Victoria attempted to laugh. "You like Iron, here I got a quarter around here somewhere." The white haired woman attempted to check her pockets, but was swooped up bridal style.

"Sebastian! Just get the woman to a room and stop flirting!"

Smirking, the demon bowed his head. "Certainly my Lord."

"You gonna stop flirting on his sake, aren't you just sweet." Victoria said, sarcasm.

He chuckles and sets the interrogator on one of the beds in this many roomed house. "Oh no, he didn't order me to stop my dear. Your to tempting to stop."

"I'm flattered. Now get out of my face! I don't want yours to be the last one I see." The demon went to reply, just as the door burst open with five servants, each one holding supplies, well except Tanaka.

"Oh thank God! Someone who'll actually take care of me!"

"But my lady, I would take care of you, very good care." He smirked down at the woman.

"Yeah. That seemed to be what you were thinking when I first fell through the door!"

"Ah. But I caught you. You made me have to ruin just another good coat. Blood is very hard to get out of clothes, you know?"

"You make a woman feel loved. Now get out!" With that the servants stopped their staring and decided to finally help the dying woman, leaving Mey-Rin as she looked ready to faint.

Ok so 787 words.