Did Sebastian really want to go through with his Young Master's orders to find the owner of the seal?
No.
He did not.
It would take him so short of a time that it would seem almost a waste.
Why not just do it and get it over with? Sebastian thinks.
What he really wanted to do, he couldn't. Although he wants too, he will not.
"Might as well..." he whispers running a hand through his long black hair; he pockets the letter.
Sebastian suddenly leaps up and perches on the windowsill. Standing, he throws open the window, looking out into the dark night.
Tailcoats waving in the night breeze, the silhouette of Sebastian Michaelis turns toward the inside of the manor.
A large smirk lay across his lips.
Sebastian puts a finger to his mouth,
"Shh."
And with that, he leaps out of the window and is gone from sight.
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Fanficthe day of Ciel's death is nearing more quickly each day. His butler however, has a different plan for his young master.
