The Landlord Next Door | A Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler) fanfic

05 Photographer in Red

Erin closed the door behind and plopped back against it with a big puff of annoyed sigh, feeling her anger slowly dissipating. Her comfy bed was right in front of her and all she needed to do was switch off the light and throw herself under its duvet, but she just couldn't bring herself to do that no matter how tempting that thought was.

Behind her, she could hear those two conversing in their language and seemingly closer to the second floor than before.

Now that she was no longer as angry, worry and dread begin to nag her as his words came back ringing in her head.

"Keep them company, afterall, they were the main reason why you could stay."

Was it worth getting kicked out over ditching this task?

Hell no.

Letting out a groan, Erin turned to face the door with a decisive glare on her forehead. "Alright Erin, just make them leave and get over with it. You know how." She grabbed a pen from her desk and returned to the door.

She pulled open her door in time to see them standing right outside Ciel's room, the purple haired man about to knock and open his mouth to speak.

"Guests!" Erin blurted out in panic. The last thing she needed was him finding out about her initial intention.

They both jumped and spun to her, sharing the same surprised look on their face.

"Erm sorry about that," Erin cringed at her outburst and walked over to them. A very vague sense of recognition came over her when she laid her eyes on the purple haired guy. She swore she saw him somewhere before. "Anyway gentlemen, my name is Erin Keighley–"

"I'm Prince Soma," The purple head cut in, smiling obliviously to her darkening mood. "And this is my manager, Agni." His English was good but quite heavily accented from his origin.

"So you're a real prince...?" She raised an eyebrow at the purple head.

"No Miss Erin," Her eyes swivelled to the 'Agni' guy to see him beaming over at his companion. "But he's like a prince in India. People love him–"

"Okay great, then can I just call you 'Soma' since this technically isn't India?" She turned back to the 'prince'.

"Of course you have to! I'm a prince no matter where I go!"

Erin merely stared back at him. Wow, apparently there were also people like him in this world.

"Yeah okay," Erin held back a scowl and forced a smile. "I would like to welcome you to London with a game. So let's play it at–"

"Oh, a game!" The taller of the two, 'Agni' turned to his partner with an enthusiastic look on his face. "My prince, that's a wonder-"

"Yes, indeed a game." Erin tried to say with a smile, but her voice came out nearly in a hiss. It was already two and she had no time or energy to be dawdling around in the hallway!

"As I was saying...Let's go to the living room, shall we?"

They began to walk toward the stairs, with her guiding them with her hands lightly placed on their backs.

"Wait Miss Erin," The purple head suddenly paused and glanced over his shoulder cheerfully. "Let's get Ciel to join us too!"

"Great idea, my–"

"What? No." Erin eyed them incredulously. "Oh, you wouldn't want wake him. He's like a grumpy gramps that shouldn't be staying past his bedtime and you don't want to get him angry, don't you?" And only you two are crazy enough to be this excited to play a game this late in the night! Damn jetlag must be really getting to them.