Black Butler FanFiction: Black and White Ch. 34

                I slam my bedroom door shut, causing a few of my framed photos to shake against the wall. I groan as I drag myself back to my bed. Once I was near my large cushioned bed, I basically fall onto the soft, luxurious sheets.

                “Ugh, finally, I can sleep peacefully,” I say, my voice muffled by the sheets.

    Today was my first morning of winter break, and at seven a.m., Sebastian forces me out of bed in order to do more training.

    “That stupid bastard!!” I yell. I thought I would at least get some rest on the first day of my break, but that all went down the drain as soon as the morning light slapped my face. While trying to get a few minutes of shut-eye, I hear my bedroom door creak open and close shut. “Get out now before I decide to throw you out the window.”

                “Ah, nothing brightens my day than the soothing voice of my little kitty,” Sebastian says. I knew he was speaking sarcastically. I hear his footsteps coming closer to my bed.

                I lift up my head and look at him, my face plastered with confusion. “My little what,” I question. “Where the hell did you get that from?”

                “Mary, with a little help from Finnick.”

                “Figured. That better be the last time you decide to do something like that. It’s weird.”

                “I agree.”

                “Anyways, I stand by my word. If you don’t leave now, I will throw you out the window.”

                “And, if you do, I will come back.”

                I groan, and I fall back into my pillow. “I hate you so much.”

                “Love you too, darling.”

                “You know.” I turn my head so that I could face the man in front of me. “I thought for the first day of my ‘break’, I should actually have the chance to take a break from all this training.”

                “Although I usually agree with you, Catherine, I rather have you alive and with me then anywhere near that ‘Spider’.”

                I sigh then close my eyes, trying to get some extra sleep.

                As I try to gain some rest, I suddenly feel my bed shift as another figures crawls on my bed. Then, I feel two arms securely wrap around my waist. I snap my eyes open.

    “Since you insist on doing nothing and lay in bed, why don’t we stay in bed together and-“

                “You better calm yourself, demon boy. You’re so not getting lucky today.”

    With that, I manage to slither out of his grasp and run out the door. I dare not look back behind me. I didn’t need to know whether he was still in my room or right behind me. As I turned the corner order to head down the stairs, I’m suddenly lifted off the floor and thrown on someone’s shoulders.

    I yelp in response.

                Sebastian chuckles, “That works every time.”

                “Put me down, Sebastian,” I yell. I begin trying to push myself out of his grasp and punching his back but to no avail. He has a firm grasp on me. After a few moments of struggling, I finally give up, knowing it was no use to go against him. Now, I slump down on Sebastian’s shoulder as I look at the ground below me. “Where are you even taking me?”

                “Where else? You were heading there yourself.”

                “I can walk to the kitchen myself.”

                “I know, but it’s much more enjoyable for me if I carry you myself.”

                I pretend to hurl at his response. “You know what, I lost my appetite.”

                “No you haven’t.”

                “Damn it! Just put me down, Sebastian!!!” I, yet again, began to yank myself away from my demon boyfriend. I was so determined to get away from him that I didn’t even notice that Sebastian had already walk into the kitchen, where everyone was already preparing my meal. Once I heard the door shut close, there was nothing to be heard, only utter silence.

                I groan. “Put. Me. Down.”

                With that, I hear a squeal from Mary. “Oh C.L. and Sebastian look so adorable!!”

                I twitch my eye in annoyance. But, before I could do anything else, I squeak in surprise when Sebastian finally placed me down on the ground. I scowl towards Sebastian while he gives me his signature innocent smile. I try to slap Sebastian’s head, but his height proved to be a challenge. While I was on my toes, trying to reach him, he simply leans back in order to stay out of my reach. Not even after I made the first move, he grabs both my hands and drags me towards the table in order for me to eat my breakfast.

                He mounts me to my seat, and I grumble, “You’re so annoying.”

                “Well, Catherine, you prove to be just like a small child who refuses to do as their told. Believe me, you are more of an annoyance.”

                “Oh, look at that Finnick. They’re bonding.” I look over at Mary, who was cradling Finnick in her arms, while she was going berserk at the scene in front of her. It’s almost like a fangirl was finally witnessing her OTP becoming a reality. “Haven’t you seen such a beautiful scene?”

                “So, bickering with one another is how they bond?” Finnick questions.

                “At least, we know they both have a heart,” Brad comments.

                I slouch against my chair and lay my head on my hand. Then I start taking mouthfuls of my oatmeal.

    But as I ate, the bastard behind me decided to speak, “I don’t have a heart, Brad. She stole it.” He smirks, knowing that he could embarrass me. I choke on my food in response while Brad breaks down into laughter and Mary and Finnick squeal.

                “Why you little bit-“

                He covers my mouth with his hand. “Ah, that’s not very lady-like, Catherine.”

                I push his hand away from my face. “Lady-like? I’ve never heard of the word. Clearly, I don’t follow it. Now, let me enjoy of what’s left of my meal in peace.” With that, Sebastian walks out of the room, clearly pleased with what he has done. Once out of the room, I look back at the group beside me. “Don’t you have anything else do?” With that, they scatter around, trying to find work to do. They trip on each other in the process. At least, something was getting back to normal. I turn back and continue downing mouthfuls of what’s left of my breakfast.

    ‘There goes a perfectly good morning,’ I thought to myself.