A/N: Well guys I've written fanfictions on Bleach and Naruto. I thought I would give my try at this. Part of my problem with Naruto and Bleach at not finishing them is that the anime is not yet finished themselves and I have a hard time pin pointing the end to my fics sometimes. With Black Butler I do not have that problem as it is finished. I hope that you enjoy this. Leave comments. Please remember good or bad I delete guest comments. Please and thank you.
Disclaimer: I do not own Black Butler or its characters.
The haziness of a memory long since pasted fell over the room and she welcomed it with warm welcome, because he was there. He was there and he was alive for that small second, that one instance in time he had almost smiled again. His raven hair moved in the wind when they turned. His one good blue eye looking into her green ones. She had been crying moments earlier over a ring she had broken and he had asked her to dance. She would never forget that moment as long as she lived. The moment that for once, he loved her more than anything. At least that's what she had seen, what she had wanted. She could hear the music of the butlers behind her, she could feel the turn of her feet, and she could hear his voice speaking to her as they danced.
Beads of sweat fell down her face meeting the tears from her eyes. She sat up putting her hand to her eyes. Why did the dreams teas her so? They gave her a wish and then took it away. She wanted to go back to that time. How old had she been? Fourteen? Fifteen? She took her hand away from her face and laid it on the red blanket below her. Her eyes looked sad, perhaps serious. She looked across the room at the mirror. Her long curly hair that reached her back was a tangled mess, and her eyes were hugged by dark circles. It was always like that after these wishful dreams.
She wished the innocence would come back. For that she would have to go further back into her memories which had faded through the years. She couldn't remember much anymore. She did remember that Ceil Phantomhive had not been the same since his parents had died. No one would be, but something about Ceil had seemed dangerous. Deathly. Determined. He had not smiled since he came back from where ever he had been. He had vanished and then showed up but had never been the same. She had always wanted that smile to come back to life, perhaps she had asked too much. She discovered in his files why this had been.
She put her feet on the cold floor. She shivered and then stood and walked over to the closet to pick out a dress. She opened the door and there hung a thousand dresses a thousand different colors. She put her hand on the one she never wore. Blue, his favorite. There came a knock on the door that jerked her out of her thoughts. "Yes?" She said with a sad voice.
A woman walked in. "Madam it is after noon. Your guests have arrived and are awaiting you down stairs." It was Mey-Rin. Elizabeth had taken over the Phantomhive estate since the passing of Ceil. She knew she had not run it as good as Ceil once had but the staff had never said a wrong word. Finnian, Mey-rin, Tanaka, and Bardory had been good to her. Other's often asked where Sebastian had been, and she didn't honestly know the answer. He had disappeared with Ceil. There were rumors that he had murdered the young man and ran off, or that they had run away together, or that they had died together on a mission for the Queen. She didn't believe any of them, she knew they were out there somewhere she just had to find them. She knew that if Ceil was dead she would know it. He wasn't dead he was just lost and she would find him. She waited for that day.
"Thank you Mey-Rin I shall be down in a moment."
"Madam" she said as she bowed and left the room. Elizabeth turned her eyes back to the blue dress. 'No, not yet. Not until I find him' She thought. She grabbed the green one, dressed herself and came to the room where her guests were waiting. The men all stood and bowed to her. "Lady Elizabeth" they said in unison. "Gentlemen" She greeted without a smile.
She sat down and was handed a cup of tea from Bardory. "Thank you," he smiled at her and then his eyes darted to the men around the room. He knew they lusted her, but they would not have her. He could hear his master's words. He had given him one last order before he disappeared and was told not to tell anyone, ever. "Protect her" he said. "Protect her with your life. She is a ruby, treasure her." He had kept true to his master and the young woman had never been hurt to his knowledge. He stood beside her waiting for her next command.
"Have we any new leads or are you here wasting my time?" She asked her voice ran cold. She was tired of their failures. She had hired the best in the business and yet there were no clues.
"Madam, it has been twelve years since the boy's disappearance. There were no clues at that time and there surly are no clues now. No one even knows when the last time he was seen was because everyone remembers seeing him at different times. You are asking us of a task that is impossible. The boy is more than likely deceased." Said the lead detective for Ceils case, he looked as if he was shaking in his boots. His eyes seemed fearful, as did the others.
She slammed her cup back down on the small plate. "All I am hearing gentlemen," they backed away hearing the cup being slammed, "is that you are here wasting my time. I have paid you a handsome amount to find the head of the Phantomhive estate and you have come up with empty hands every time. I am aware that it has been twelve years, but your job," she said standing she walked over and grabbed a sword off the wall and turned to look at them with angry eyes "is not to tell me what I already know, it is to tell me what I do not know. You've not done your job gentlemen therefore I must let you go." She finished flinging the sword past the leaders head. Her eyes filled with rage and a strange sort of pleasure "Get out before that sword finds a way to your head." The men left the room in a hurry. When they had left she sat back down in her chair and sighed.
"I am sorry Lady Elizabeth." Bardory said as he walked to her side.
"Bardory, I am twenty-seven years old. I am looking for a boy that went missing twelve years ago. I could be out there finding a husband and having children. I could be a mother Bardory. But instead I chase a boy that I have one memory of. All my others for some reason faded with Ceil the day he left. I only know what I feel and see of the hazed memories that I have forgotten. Am I a crazy woman?"
Bardory was surprised at this question. He could see Lady Elizabeth as a mother and wife but only to Lord Ceil. He did not believe that she was doing the wrong thing. "Lady Elizabeth the heart will hunt for the soul to match it all its life. It is up to its holder to follow that path. I do not think you are crazy. I think you should be admired, and if it helps none of us believe that Lord Phantomhive is deceased either. Is it not possible to track down Sebastian? Surly there are traces of him. He was dedicated to the master he would be where Lord Phantomhive would be."
She placed her head on the large wooden table. The table was the center peace for this room surrounded with chairs. It was the meeting room. "There are not traces before or after Sebastian was here. There is none of Grell either or we would ask him. He also disappeared off the face of this earth. I even managed to get the Undertaker to laugh but he had heard nothing of Ceil's body or Sebastian's either. The trail is cold."
She stood and put her hand on the door knob. "You know I think I will go down to the garden for a little while." She said and left. When she arrived she looked around at the red roses and white roses. The white were her favorite. The red reminded her of blood. Everything had changed since Ceil had left. Not long after that she had found herself lost in the dark streets of London when a man took something very precious from her. She had been venerable thinking of Ceil's disappearance and had not been paying attention when he had brutally raped her. She had gotten away with her life when she kneed him and ran away. She had finally freed a leg. She had told no one. No one needed to know. But if Ceil had been there it wouldn't have happened. She would not have been alone. She pulled one of the petals off the red rose. She crushed it. "I will find you Ceil, I will remove the blood that stains our lives and I will put a smile on our face again." Everything would be okay if she could just find Ceil.
She had done everything to find Ceil. She had gone through the Phantomhive records she had been denied when she was young. As she came of age she pulled through them. She discovered she had missed out on a lot. The Phantomhive family had been discovered murdered. The fire had not been an accident. Jealousy and greed had come over a group and they had burned down the estate. She had discovered that Ceil Phantomhive had not just disappeared he had been taken. Through a secret ally that no one had found. He had returned with Sebastian a year to two years later. He had been different. Elizabeth had always question Sebastian but now she questioned him more after finding out about Ceil. How did this man find him, and save him and bring him home? Even more of a question would be why had he done it. She was sure the answer to a lot of questions was to the secret pass that had been built by the group that had taken Ceil and burned the house down but no one had found it. She had the building searched at least once a month and still there was nothing. She would have to do it herself.
The only one that knew was Ceil. He had been asked by the Queen to give the information of the other things and she has promised him that it would stay in the secret files of her fold. She had said she needed the information to do the best investigation of his parent's death that she could. Ceil fought to do the investigation himself and was denied. He left it at that from what the records showed but the question of where the tunnel had been was never said. Elizabeth thought this was stupid. If there was an investigation going on then they should have asked this question as it was important. Her guess was that it was actually another Queen dog that had done the questioning with the promise from the Queen's lips. Other wise Ceil would never have told a soul what had happened to him there. Elizabeth new now that it wasn't just that his parent's death that had made him the way he was. It had also been the horrible things that had been done to him. Sebastian. Ceil had said, had wondered by the place he was being held hearing the screams and decided to help. Elizabeth did not believe that for a moment. No one in this world helped because they could they wanted something. Even Ceil. None the less she would have to find the tunnel herself. She would start in the garden which was her favorite place.
"I will find you Ceil. I promise."