Black Demon's Witness (Black butler fanfic)

Chapter 51: Eighteen

"Stop it!" I yelled. I stepped away from Sebastian and held onto my towel. "Madame, you must bathe-"

"I'll do it!" I cried and tried my best to walk past him. I was so angry at how he decided to bathe me like that. I am old enough to bathe myself! Suddenly, caught off guard, my foot slid across the floor, and I was falling backwards. Everything was happening so fast, and my heart felt ready to explode from fear. Something soft and delicate caught me from behind, and I found myself staring into Sebastian's red eyes.

"You're being too stubborn for your age." He said and held me close. I opened my mouth to talk back, but nothing came out. I stared into his eyes and feared he would hear my heart beat. "Madame, please be careful." He pleaded. My towel slipped loose, and I quickly held it. "It doesn't matter." I said trying to cover my blushing face. He frowned at me and gestured me back to the tub. I held his hand tightly before stepping in, trying to keep from falling again. I sat down in the water filled tub, and Sebastian began washing my back. I held my legs up to my chest, wrapping my arms around them as my face burned of embarrassment. I was being stubborn and acting like a little child. If I keep acting that way, the business won'tc do well. I scooped a handful of bubbles in my hand and popped them one by one. "I'm sorry." I apologized finally and rested my chin on my knees. Sebastian stopped his movements and a small laugh was audible to my ear. "It is all right, for we are just getting used to one another." He dipped his hands into the water and scrubbed the soap in my hair. As his fingers ran through, I closed my eyes, smiling. He seemed so nice for a demon, or am I just thinking of him being nice? Usually in tales, demons are the main antagonists against the main character. Or is he just a demon who has feelings like a human? That's ridiculous. He can't have human feelings, he's dead; well at least I think he is.

Sebastian gently laced the corset on me and helped me into my blue dress. I sat down in the white chair next to my dresser and stared down at my hands. Sebastian brushed my hair carefully; probably because the first time he did it made me angry. I hadn't realized how mean and upsetting I was to him. Not only him, but to Maiden Rose and the others. Why have I been acting that way? Was it because Mother and Maddie weren't here to comfort me? Its been only three days since Sebastian joined the manor, but he managed to handle me. He was amazing. "Madame?" Sebastian called, and I blinked out of my thoughts. "Is this suitable for you?" He asked. I nodded and pressed my lips together, holding them shut. "Madame, you must look up at the mirror to see it."

I shook my head and continued to stare down and fiddle with my hands. "How will you like your hair then?" He asked and placed his hands on my shoulders. I shrugged while holding my hands together in silence. Sebastian reached his hand under my chin and held my head up to the glass mirror. I stared at my surprised reflection. It had been so long since I'd seen myself, and I never remembered how I looked. My brown eyes were round and my eyelashes were very long. My lips were full and soft, and my nose was round and small. Sebastian had French braided my long dark brown hair and it rested over my shoulder. Tears welled up in my eyes as I see my self for the first time in years. I saw Sebastian smiling down at me in the mirror, my tears finally fell, and I quickly wiped them away. "Madame, are you all right?" He asked. I smiled through my tears and nodded. "Yes." I said and sniffed. "It's been so long since I had seen myself. It's hard to believe I actually look this beautiful."

"Yes you are very beautiful."

"No I'm not." I stood up and turned to Sebastian. He was a few inches taller than me, maybe seven or eight. "I can't be beautiful when I'm acting like such a brat."

Sebastian looked at me with a surprised expression. I knew it, he was thinking that I was a brat. A spoiled little rich child. "Yes, I know that's what you thought." I smiled and held my hands behind my back. "I need to change. I can't look at myself and think I'm as gorgeous as ever if I can't have a beautiful attitude along with it. Without that I'm nothing but a fake." I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled. "I have to say I'm sorry." I turned my back to him and sauntered out of the room into the hall. I ran down the hallway as my dress flowed in the breeze. I have to say I'm sorry to them. To Maiden Rose, Maiden Denise, to all of them!

Fortunately, they were all attending the garden, watering the flowers and picking the weeds. "Maidens!" I called out to them and stood in front of them. "What is it Madame?"

"Are you hurt?"

"Are you sick?"

I shook my head and laughed. They stared at me in disbelief as if they had never seen me smile. Of course, for I hadn't smiled in years. "I want to say," I began and placed my hands behind my back, "I want to say I'm sorry. I was a harsh lady to you all."

They glanced at each other and laughed. Why were they laughing?

"You weren't being mean." Maiden Rose stated and placed a hand on my shoulder. So they didn't feel any threat or sadness from how I acted. I smiled at them. "I'm glad you all are not upset."

The sun beamed down on my face as I stood in an empty park in town. My hair blew in the wind as I stated at the azure sky spotted with puffs of white. It was a beautiful day, but why are we here? I turned to see Sebastian with two guns in his hands; a black shotgun and a golden polished forty. He handed me the small gun, and I stared blankly at it as the gun sat in the palm of my hand. "What's this for?" I asked looking up at him with a frown. He laid the shotgun on the short soft grass and smiled at me. "I have noticed your skills while in danger are very weak, so I prepared a little study game for you."

"A game?" I eyes the gun that was in my hand. "Seems dangerous."

"At first it may seem," He stated and aimed at the stand that was set up about twenty four feet away, "but with my help, everything will be as easy as ever." Sebastian smiled at me, and I felt my heart race. His red eyes were so pretty and bright that my heart couldn't take any more of them. I looked away instantly and nodded in agreement. "Let's start."

I held the gun straight out in front of me and held the handle with my right hand, setting the base of the gun in the palm of my hand, while my left hand supported the side. My right index finger was close to the trigger as I aimed carefully at the small glass that stood on the stand from twenty four feet away. I took a deep breathe and relaxed my muscles before finally pulling the trigger. Shards of glass fell upon the green mass of nature, and I pulled the gun down to my side.

"Well done." Sebastian applauded and walked up to me with a big grin on his face. He handed me the shotgun, base first, and I frowned. "I thought I was practicing only this one?" I asked and handed him the small gold gun. Sebastian grabbed the gun and laughed under his breath. "You've learned enough for the small gun, but you should also learn to hold a larger amount of weight."

I held the gun in my hands and eyed the heavy base. The trigger was rough, and the weight was much heavier than I thought it would be. There was no way I could shoot something like this, but I guess I could try. I raised the gun and aimed at the stand once again. My arms were going numb, and my muscles felt overworked as I stood trying to hold the gun straight. Without concentrating, I pulled the trigger, and a huge amount of force pushed against me. I fell to the ground and dropped the gun. I looked up and noticed I had shot the innocent tree that was naturally propped behind my target. I heard Sebastian sigh heavily as I stood back up. I reached down and picked up the gun once more. I raised the gun once again and aimed at the stand when something brushed against me. Sebastian's hand held my right hand at the base, and his other hand held mine positioned by the trigger. "For starters, you're position is off." He gripped my hands tightly and my heart pounded in my chest. His body was so close to mine, and I couldn't stop shaking. "Calm down." He whispered in my ear and raised the gun up a few centimeters from where it was. "Stay focused on your target and keep calm at all costs."

I concentrated on my target and tried to calm my body. I took a heavy deep breath and pulled the trigger. The stand fell over as the loud shot rang through the area. "I did it!" I exclaimed. Sebastian released me and smiled. "Well done. I think that's all for today." He retrieved the shotgun from me, and I stretched my arms above my head. It was nice of him to teach me, but maybe I should try harder next time so I won't cause him any more trouble. My heart is still racing from what happened.

This feeling is so annoying. Why does it keep happening when Sebastian does something? Am I....