Kuroshitsuji(Black Butler) Official RP

[Ulysses]

Bard was growing gradually more worried. The kitchen was a mess; everything was blackened to a crisp and his new flamethrower was in pieces. "The poor young master must be starving," Bard thought aloud, "and here I am, doing nothing to appease his gnawing hunger! What kind of chef could I imagine myself if I cannot even serve my master food!" Bard marched out of the kitchen, and began to climb the stairs again, heading for the library. "I shall do this," Bard told himself, "I shall ask the young master what he would like to eat, and then I shall promptly prepare a rustic meal in the gardens using the outdoors woodstove and a pinch of TNT." Bard continued into Master Ciel's study room. He pushed open the door rather too hard, which made the hinges squeal and the door smash against the study wall. "Young Master!" he called, standing alert by the somewhat broken door. "I wondered if you were starving, young master! It is practically one o'clock! Would you like your midday meal soon?"

[Sebastian Michaelis]

Ciel averted his eyes from Sebastian and began scribbling words on a blank piece of paper to make it seem like he was working. He gave Sebastian a quick glance.
"Yes." A short snappy reply was said. He did not want to have unnecessary contact with Sebastian.

Sebastian, his dark brows knitted together in some form of anxiety, placed a teacup on Ciel's mahogany writing desk and stood there for quite some time, trying to piece together the words in his head as if they were pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.

Of course, there was always that piece that could not be found- the one you look for for ages before you finally do or do not find it.

"M...aster?" came his voice, stifled. How strange...

"Are you avoiding eye-contact with me?"

[dozy]

Ciel ignored Sebastian's question and glared at Bard.
"I am not hungry today, thank you." He then glared at Sebastian, staring straight into his eyes.
"Fix the door."

[Sebastian Michaelis]

Ciel ignored Sebastian's question and glared at Bard.
"I am not hungry today, thank you." He then glared at Sebastian, staring straight into his eyes.
"Fix the door."

Sebastian felt... pathetic. But what difference did that make? Surely...?

The butler, though he knew it was again, out of terms, took a bold step forward and declared,
"No. No, my lord, I will not fix the door."

What a stupid move on this black knight's behalf...

[Ulysses]

Bard slumped, and he lowered his eyes. "I... I have noticed, young master, that you do not eat very much as of recently. I am worried for your health." he raised his head, and looked beseechingly at his Young Master. "Please try to eat something, sir." Bard looked behind him, and noticed the door swaying on its hinges. "Oh no! I shall fix this immediately!" Bard pulled a fork out of his apron and began trying to pound the hinges back into place. At the end of his efforts, the door was even further out of place. "It looks a bit better," Bard said slowly, stepping back to admire his failure. "I hear that it is the current fashion in London to have the hinges a bit off the wall on your doors." Bardroy grinned cheerily, then looked back at his young master. "Young Master, are you certain that you do not wish for any food?"

[dozy]

Ciel was furious. He got up off his chair and walked over to Sebastian, grabbing him by the collar.
"Fix, the, door. It's an order."

He then turned to Bard.
"I ate already, thank you."

[Sebastian Michaelis]

Ciel was furious. He got up off his chair and walked over to Sebastian, grabbing him by the collar.
"Fix, the, door. It's an order."

He then turned to Bard.
"I ate already, thank you."

Sebastian had had quite enough.

He took Ciel's eye patch in his claws one second, and the next, it was thrust down to the floor, revealing the covenant etched purple within the little nobel's shocked eye.

Sebastian growled, his fangs bared and gritted.

"No. No, no, the young master really does not understand, does he? How dire this situation is and how heavily burdened it is within myself. Even though I am the one raising young master with such care, he still allows complete strangers to leave their marks on you however they so please. Yes, that is exactly what I do not understand! It is not as if the young master made a contract with the man who touched him today; not acted out that way. ...Why? The likes of such a trivial sentiment are not fitting for my young master! Even if he was beginning to regret his actions after so much time had passed, the truth is that the contract between he and I can never be revoked. E-Even though he had always said he had needed nothing more than me....

You were lying, weren't you?"

Sebastian now wore but a morose expression, oblivious to the fact that a tear was streaming down his cheek.

[~Sebastian's Cat~]

Kitty was listening, but had not moved from the high place. Sebastian must be furious she thought.

[Ulysses]

"I see." Bard retreated from the room, and tried to forget what he had just seen. "Y-young master has a discolored eye... and Sebastian-san has fangs... no, no Bard, that was a trick of the light, they are perfectly human and perfectly normal..." Bard looked up. At the top of a bookshelf sat a small cat, purring contentedly. Bard's eyes gleamed with a wild light, and he leaped, landing on a chair just to the left of the bookshelf. "Cat, I am afraid that I must remove you form the premises. You were a good shadow for a while, but now you've exposed yourself. Unfortunately, my young master is allergic to cats. Therefore, you cannot remain in this household any longer!" Bard made a desperate lunge for the cat, knocking the chair that he had been standing on over, and gripping onto the edge of the swaying bookshelf. "Cat, if you do not leave peaceably, I shall remove you by force!"

[~Sebastian's Cat~]

Kitty looked at him for a second then hissed. In your dreams! she thought and leapt from the book case, taking off for the kitchen.