A/N: The insanity of this is insane. Don't worry about Resonare Vitae if you are reading it. I haven't stopped I just have a serious case of writers block. This is a weird idea I got a while ago. I will also be continuing this as well. Oh, and the horror bit will come in later in the story. For those who are reading Resonare Vitae, it will be updated next week. I'm just finding Grell's bit hard to write. :/ Ciel's middle names are never mentioned so I gave him two. Oriel means gold and Ambrosie means immortal if I remember correctly If I'm wrong please correct me. I believe that both names are French, I think. Again Correct me. * if his year of birth is incorrect, please tell me. R&R please 3
"Ciel! Isn't this shop so CUTE? We should go in!" Elizabeth nearly screamed tugging him in the direction of the shop.
Ciel sighed for what seemed like the hundredth time that day. Why did he let Elizabeth drag him out shopping? Oh, because it was the 'proper' thing to do and if he said no she would of cried and he would have to go anyway. And Edward would have been going purple in the face from yelling at him about making his adorable little sister cry. He had been dragged around to various shops that he had no interest in. most were assorted tailors and dress shops that Elizabeth wanted to go in or shops that sold sporting equipment that Edward was interested in. The only shop he had actually put up with being forced to enter was a small cake shop which he knew the owner of and he had been given free cake. He had decided that he liked the lady who owned that shop. It was also good that Sebastian didn't come with them because he would of made him decline or pay for the cake. And he would have been secretly smirking at his discomfort when Elizabeth had help up a pink dress against him for "future reference".
He looked up at the shop he was currently being dragged to. To his delight it wasn't a tailor's or a sporting good's seemed to be some sort of curiosity shop. In the window there was a small collection of dolls in little frilly dresses. He suspected that was what had grabbed the blond lady's attention. Edward was only going in because she was. Inside, it was quite nice. Ciel could smell the scent of fresh tea and cake cooking somewhere. There was a blond man at the counter sipping from a cup (which he was suspected was the source of the tea smell) and he also seemed to be skimming through a large book of some sorts. After Edward had shut the door behind them the man looked up inspecting them with tired green eyes. Ciel suspected that this was what Edward would look like in twenty odd years. He wore a simple shirt with a plaid waistcoat and a pair of glasses that seemed unable up keep sat on his nose.
"Hello. Welcome to the shop. We don't really get many customers since we're off the main street." The man said kindly pushing up his glasses, "What interests my young sirs and lady?"
"I was looking at those CUTE dolls in the window and was wondering if you had anymore." Elizabeth replied tilting her hair to the side.
"Yes we do young miss. We have quite a few more in the back of the shop. Just go through that door there and talk to my younger sister. She should be cleaning somewhere. She knows about dolls." He said gesturing to said door while pushing up his glasses again.
The three teens entered the back of the shop. It was full of odd items and restored toys and huge bookshelves nearly all full reaching the high ceiling. Ciel decided that he was rather fond of this shop. While Elizabeth ran off to talk to the woman who was undeniably the man's sister. She was quite pretty for her age and she wore a simple faded dress. Ciel could tell that long ago it had been pink. He decided while Elizabeth looked at the dolls and while Edward was occupied with some antique swords he would have a look at what books the shop had. About five minutes later he was completely bored as there was no way for him to reach the top shelves without a ladder (and he wasn't going to trust the one the store had as it was falling to pieces) and he hadn't seen a single book that had interested him or that he hadn't read. He was about to give up when the bottom shelf of the current book case suddenly caught his attention. There were only a couple of books on this one single shelf where as most of them were nearly full and the ones that weren't were. The books consisted of six book that seemed to be old journals, two thick tomes and one single book that looked out of place. He picked out one of the journals carefully and began to skim through it. The first thing he saw nearly made him drop the thing. On the first page written in beautiful fancy writing none too different than his own in a deep blue ink was his great grandfather's name. He remembered his own father telling him when he was very young that his 'Grandpa Oriel' had written a number of journal's that were apparently held the secrets of their family in but, he said that they were all insane ramblings. He also said that there were four books that had the actual information in but, those had been lost to time except one. He said one had the entire Phantomhive family tree written inside (which was the one they still had), one had had held all records of marriage, deaths and births (that one had suddenly vanished shortly after Ciel's birth so his was the last name in the book), another held the story of the family's origins and the last that only a couple of their family had ever opened (and those that did were driven to insanity afterwards) held the deepest secrets of the Phantomhive name. Ciel guessed that the three other books were the three that went missing. He put the journal back on the shelf and grabbed one of the large tomes. This one was covered in soft royal blue velvet and had his family crest on the front in silver. He noticed that there was a book marked in one of the pages, just after half way through the book. He had a quick look noticing that it contained a list of names, times and dates. Everything seemed to be written in black ink. He then flicked to the page that was marked. He was quite surprised to find the page nearly entirely blank except, his name neatly written in the center of the page in that same blue ink as the journal (except this time in his father's hand writing) along with his time and date of birth. But, there was something else that shocked him.
"Ciel Ambrosie Oriel Phantomhive, Born December 14th 1876* at 18:56. He was born dead but, later resuscitated at 18:59."
He had been born dead? How could that be?! He suddenly felt sick but, there was no way he was going to let this go.
"Hello, can I help you there?" The man's sister asked, "Your friend's are just gong to pay for their things. Have you seen anything you like?"
"Oh, yes." He replied, " I would like to purchase the books on the bottom shelf here. Would that be okay?"
"You mean those old things? You can have those journals and that odd book for free but, brother might want something for those tomes. They look worth something." She said airily.
"Yes, they contain all the records of my family's past." He said taking the last journals off the shelf along with the strangely out of place book.
"Really? If that's the case he'll probably give them you. Here let me help you with them." She said picking up the tomes.
They both proceeded to the front of the shop where the man was glad to return the books to their 'proper' owner and then the bid the two siblings goodbye and left for home. As they rode back to Ciel's townhouse in the carriage that they had sent for, Ciel kept re-reading the little passage about his birth over and over again. Elizabeth had got a doll with brown curly hair in a pink dress and Edward had bought the swords he had been admiring.
"What's so interesting about that one page?" Edward asked taking the book from his hands as the carriage came to a stop outside the townhouse.
Ciel was about to protest when the blond teens eyes went as wide as saucers. He took the opening to grab the book from him and send him a glare.
"Y-you!" He stuttered, " Don't you EVER come near me or Lizzie again your hear! I don't want your curse rubbing off on her!"
He then practically pulled an upset Elizabeth from the carriage and left Ciel sat there in actual admiration. He never thought that Edward had the gusto to do that. But, his words did make him think. Was he a monster because he simply had not died then? Did the fact that he had come back from the dead make him cursed?