Story Shots!

New arrivals.

~*•Beginning of the new month•*~

Sebastian gave a once over look of the guest bedroom that Alaster would be using. The mansion had been cleaned to the bone and garden had been trimmed to its finest. The stare case polished till it shinned and the floor so clean you could use it as a mirror.

Pulling out his pocket watch the butler grimaced slightly. "Our guest should be arriving very soon." He said quietly to himself as he existed the room and went off to find the young master.

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Standing outside in front of the estate, and of course the servants just behind, all 5 waited for the carriage that would be bringing them there new guest for the month. Soon the clopping of horse feet could be heard and carriage pulled up before them.

The first to come out was a lady that looked no younger then 17 and no older then 20. Next to appear was a boy that Sebastian could only assume was thy Alaster Crawford.

"Now Alaster I want you to please to The Lord behave your self. Don't burn down this lovely home, try not to throw to many fits and please do just behave your self." Started the young lady as she smoothed out a bit of the boys attire while Sebastian looked at the 2 with an eyebrow raised.

The lady quickly looked up at them with an apologetic look. "Don't mind me I was just made to babysit this brat and make sure he didn't run away." She quickly said them, causing the boy to look quiet embarrassed at stare at he floor.

"Uh, Sebastian help with the Trunk " Ciel said yet he seemed quiet hesitant about the whole affair. Sebastian walked towards the carriage and quickly grabbed the plush, gold and silver styled trunk that anyone could see probably costed a fortune.

"You behave now you hear me!" Yelled the lady as the carriage started back down from the estate. The boy waved a good bye before turning to once again face them "I'm guessing your Alaster Crawford then." Ciel simply said probably in an attempt to brake the awkward silence. The boy finally looked at them fully for once, pulling his top hat off and flicking his fringed hair aside. And yet Sebastian found him self staring at the boy. Almost mesmerized by his looks.

He had longish straight black hair that fringed in front of his face and dead pale skin, topped with daring, cold green eyes and light cute freckles right on his cheeks. If Sebastian hadn't been a demon he would perhaps think of the boy as a pure perfect angel. "The one and only" the boy said back in a deep voice that unmistakably bore the northern English accent as he stared up at them, smirking.

:: ALASTER POV ::

'Kidnapped from north England and sent to the south! Woo!' Alaster sarcastically thought as he walked behind the boy that was what? 12? 13?. Pshh Alaster was 15 fucking years old. Practically an adult as it is. He shouldn't be here. He should be home. Smoking out some pipes with his best friend Jeremy, or hitting at some bar.

He inwardly sighed and instead started to look around the interior of the house. It was nice. Very nice. Not as nice as his house. But nice enough. 'If I didn't no better I would think this kid was a royal too.' Alaster thought snickering to himself.

"Something funny?" The little pirate asked him now falling back a bit to match his sluggish steps. But hey who could blame him! After being in a bloody carriage for 6 hours or so your legs kinda stop working. "Oh, no no." Alaster quickly said and toke to fiddling with the many pieces if cloth that fell from one particular spot on his top hat.

Suddenly the little pirate stopped at 2 large double doors and turned to face Alaster. "I have work I need to be doing, so Sebastian will show you to your room." And like that he was gone. Alaster turned to look at the one called Sebastian.

"Now if you just follow me sir." He said with the fakest smile Alaster could have ever seen. Smirking to himself Alaster gave him back the best shit-eating grin he could muster before following. Once they had both arrived to the room with out much being said except when dinner would be ready, Alaster was left to his own devices.

Laying on the bed and stretching out Alaster sighed to himself. 'Smoke. Smoke please.' His mind practically yelled at him. Alaster chuckled darkly. "You little addict" he muttered as he went over and popped open his trunk.

Pushing various clothing aside Alaster pulled out his small pipe, Tabasco, matches, his journal and a pencil. Grabbing what he needed he made a quick change out of the stupid formal clothes he was forced to wear and instead shoved on a black button up shirt and a specific type of leather pants that his mothers clothing company had been testing out to which Alaster came to love. (( Just think of usual emo leather tight pants )) Lastly he pulled on his knee high boots and gathered what he needed.

It toke a while for Alaster to find the door to the garden and hell he even started to contemplate smoking inside the house. But then again, he didn't want to blow it on his first day.

Once outside he found a perfectly little closed off spot he sat down in the grass staring out to the beautiful garden. Lighting up the pip he toke a blow instantly winding down with a relieved sigh.

"Thous are quiet bad for someone that's only your age you know." Alaster nearly screamed in shock but the smoke that was still in him made him wheeze and cough so bad he had to set the pipe down for a minuet to breath.

Once he got a few good breaths and wiped away the tears from his eyes he looked up to the brown-redish eyes that we're staring down at him with an amused look. "Oh my I'm so sorry I didn't mean to startle you."

Alaster raised an eyebrow at him. "Then maybe you shouldn't sneak up on people." He suggested plainly, taking another blow of the pip which calmed him down again making him simply sigh. Just as Alaster was about to enter into the world of lovely peace his pipe was plucked from his lips.

"HEY! Give me that back!" He said now angry as he quickly got back onto his feet trying to reach for the pipe. "Ah, ah, ah. I do believe you father and mother sent you here to learn how to behave. And, my young master has ordered me to do so." Alaster simply gave him a shit-eating grin. "Okay, now how about you be a good butler and give the ROYAL here his pipe back."

"Well unfortunately we don't allow Tabasco and such things inside the house or around it. So if you really need this little pipe then your going to have to step off the premises." He simply said with the same fake smile plastered on his stupid face. Alaster growled and snatched the pipe back, putting out the Tabasco for a moment before he started to walk.

"I should have brought my board" Alaster sighed as he walked down the long ass drive way. He was only half way down when he had to stop. Just up ahead he could see what looked like a black cat.

"Dawww" he quickly started to walk over to the kitty. "Hello there beautiful" he gushed letting the cat sniff him before letting him pet her. "We'll aren't you just a pretty little kitty~" he continued baby talking to the cat to point where he had now laid down in the middle of the dirt road while the black cat lazily laid on his stomach, purring in content.

Hell, thanks to this little cat all thoughts of smoking had cleared from alasters mind and now he just focused on the soft warm feeling on his stomach and watching the clouds pass by in the blue sky above. Suddenly the cat leaped off his stomach and started to run. Looking up, he saw that same annoying butler standing only 3 meters away from him.

"I see you've met Prince." He said while Alaster simply huffed and laid back down staring at the clouds uneventfully but secretly missing his new cat companion. he felt his little cat companion start to lick his cheek causing him to laugh slightly. "Hey there cutie" he gave the cat a genuine smile but it only lasted for a few seconds before it faltered.

Rolling on to his stomach, he closed his eyes and let prince touch noses with him before the cat started to brush under his chin purring loudly. "I must say you do have the quiet the thing for cats then?" Alaster didn't bother looking up and kept more of his focus on the cat. "Yes.. I own 5 cats in total I love them.." He trailed off, simply enjoying the small pleasures of life.

Like his new little kitty companion.