(Your POV)

Well it's time. And I'm very nervous. "Oh my lady! You look lovely yes you do!" Said the magenta haired maid, Mey-Rin. She is a very clumsy woman, always tripping on something, I met her and the three other servants this afternoon.

"Thank you Mey-Rin, I'm just a little nervous." She pushed her glasses up. "Of course you are my lady, your date is very handsome, yes he is!" I think she has a crush on Sebastian. I giggled at the thought.

Bard, the chef, walked up. "Well aren't you just a gorgeous little thing, eh?" The gardener Finny chimed in. "She's going on a date with mister Sebastian. She has to look her best!" He stopped for a moment as to think. "Let's get a picture!"

All three shoved their fists in the air and chimed in altogether. "It'll be perfect!" I laughed at their action. "I'm so glad to have you guys, I feel like I've known you before, it's weird I know." They all kind of looked at each other funny as if hiding something. Well, whatever that meant, I have a date to attend.

I walked to the backdoors. "Good luck there lovely!" Shouted Bard. "Have fun my lady!" Mey-Rin and Finny yelled in unison.

I pushed open the doors and felt a cold breeze. It was so lovely! The moon was full and there was no cloud in the sky. The stars shined bright and the scent off flowers filled the air. I looked around and saw patches of every possible color of roses. My favorite were the black. Nothing could make this anymore better. I looked to the center of the garden and was proven wrong.

There stood the extremely handsome butler. He had a table and two chairs set up with one candle in the middle of the table with two glasses of one with wine and in the other I could smell was blood. I smiled as I walked up.

"Oh Sebastian, you didn't have to go through all of this trouble!" He walked up and picked me up bridal style. I gasped and looked up at him. "I wanted to make this evening special, my dear."

'Click'

Sebastians head shot towards a bush. I glanced over as well. "What on earth was that?" He sat me down and walked over towards the noise. "I don't know, it sounded like a camera, but who would be taking pictures?" I remember my conversation with the servants from earlier.

I walked over to Sebastian and glanced down at the bush and whispered. "Make sure you get this guys." I heard a whisper in return. "We'll try."

I turned to face Sebastian and pulled his tie bringing him closer to myself. "Pose for the camera." I smashed his lips into mine with such passion. His lips began moving in synce with mine. They were so soft and velvety.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and I snaked mine up along his chest and around his neck. He picked me up and swung me around, still locking lips.

'Click'

He pulled away allowing ourselves to breath. "I don't even want to know who took that picture, I'm just glad they did my dear." I looked up at him and blushed. He picked me up again and walked over to the chairs and sat me down, he then took his seat and grabbed my hands. "That went a whole lot better than expected." I looked up at him and smiled.

"What were you expecting to happen?" He chuckled a little and replied. "I honestly thought you would slap me away." I giggled at his response. "And why on earth why I do that?"

"Well, considering you are an exceptionally gorgeous creature, I am just a simple butler. I never thought you would have any interest in me." I blushed bashfully. "No Sebastian, you're far more than that. You see, you're simply one hell of a butler." We both looked at each other in silence and then burst out in laughter.

"You stole the words right out of my mouth my dear. I do have one thing to tell you." I looked at him and raised a brow. "What is it Sebastian?" He looked down at our hands and back up to me. "I feel like I've known you my whole life and I know you won't feel threatened, but I'm a demon Eva." I let out a sigh of relief.

"Is that all? I thought you were going to tell me something like you were married or really a woman or something, which would be impossible to believe." He chuckled at my statement.

"I'm quite glad you took this so lightly. In all honesty I thought you would be frightened. And I assure you I am all man." He smirked and winked. 'I think I'm going to have a nosebleed.'

This night is just perfect. We talked for a little while longer about our lives and what we've done and seen.

He tells me that he's been all around the world. From Europe, to Asia, and even America. He's met pharoahs and lords and even kings and queens. He's seen pyramids being built and has even met Christopher Columbus. All I've done is seen the beauty of London.

I've met the queen and her servants, my parents were much like her Majesty's guard dog. They were referred to as the 'queens snake' and 'scorpion'. He told me he's heard of them before and how brave they were.

"Miss Glover, I have one more surprise for you my dear, I saw you eyeing the roses, so I picked on for you." He pulled out the most perfect, elegant black rose I have ever seen. "Oh Sebastian, it's perfect. Thank you, And it's my favorite color." I took it from his hand and smelled it. It was beautiful.

"I thought you would like it, it's also my favorite color might I add." He blushed. I've never seen him use such emotion. I giggled at how cute it was, he noticed. "My dear, what are you laughing at?" I stopped giggling for a moment.

"You're so adorable when you're flustered." He got up and walked over to me and picked me up. He laid me down on the ground and hovered over me. He started trailing his long, gloved fingers up and down my sides. He began to tickle me. "S-Sebastian, haha, stop, haha, t-tickling me!"

He looked down at my struggling form and smirked. "Who's adorable when they're flustered now, my dear?" Tears started rolling down my face.

"No, haha, fair Sebastian! You're stronger than me!" He stopped tickling me and grinned. "As you wish, my lady." I saw the opportunity and went for it. I pushed him off of myself and sat on top of him and started tickling him, he being clearly unphased. I huffed and crossed my arms, still sitting on top of him.

"No fair, how are you not ticklish?" He sat up and chuckled. "I am a demon, I can choose to feel these things my dear." I looked at him puzzled.

"Can I do that?" He thought for a second. "I don't see why not." I tried to make myself un-ticklish, but I couldn't. "How do you go about it?"

"I Just concentrate really hard on an object and pay close attention to it. Taking my mind off the sensation. Try it like that." I looked down at him and nodded.

"Alright, tickle me." I looked over at the glass of blood on the table. The red, warm, thick liquid begged to be drank. I realized how hungry I was while waiting to be tickled. "Sebastian are yo-" I looked down and noticed he was tickling me.

I gasped. "Oh my gosh it worked!" I hugged him tightly.

'Click'