Elizabeth Midford walked around the Phantomhive Manor. A cold breeze swept pass by, causing her golden locks to fall backward. Glowing stars and the round silver moon covered the dark sky. Birds elegantly took off of their branches while singing their sweet melody. Various types of flowers adorned the manor. It was indeed a beautiful night.
She paused in the middle of her foot steps, and turned back to see the Phantomhive Manor. In two weeks, it will be her be her new home. In two weeks, she won't be known as Lady Elizabeth Midford, but as Lady Elizabeth Phantomhive. In two weeks, she will become Ciel Phantomhive's wife.
A sad smile swept across her beautiful face. Just thinking about her future husband caused Elizabeth's head to spin, heart to beat fast, and stomach to flutter. She loved his face, his personality, his qualities, how hard he works, everything about him. But his smile- his smile is what she loved the most. It was so rare to see her fiancee smile. He had stopped after his parents passed away.
Ciel only smiled once at her, and that one smile was a fake. That smile he gave her that day was all a lie. Elizabeth could tell right away, she wasn't that stupid as Ciel thought. But she didn't say anything. She didn't want to cause something big, so Elizabeth just played along.
Anyways, that's what a proper lady is suppose to do. Just play along with the others, act fake in other words. Stay silent and let yourself be stepped all over. It was okay with Elizabeth though. As long as Ciel was with her, she would be happy.
Whether he loved her or not, Elizabeth would be happy because she would be by his side, protecting him with all her power she secretly stored away.
"Lady Elizabeth, what are you doing outside?" Paula gasped, running towards her. She let out a giggle at how her maid (and best friend) reacted. It was only a night walk, nothing more.
"Calm down, Paula," Elizabeth said, "I'm only outside, enjoying the breeze. Come now, and join me."
Paula bowed her head down respectfully, and said,"I'm so sorry, Lady Elizabeth. I was just really worried because you didn't tell anybody that you were outside. All of us were panicking."
Elizabeth's emerald green eyes widened in astonishment. They were all worried about her, all of them. Would that include Ciel? Right, it would include him. He might not love her, but at least he would worry about her. She stared at her servant, and then quickly asked, "What about Ciel?"
Paula tilted her head in confusion and then asked, "What ever do you mean, Lady Elizabeth?"
She repeated her question, but slower, "What about Ciel? Was he worried about me as well?" Her servant was token back the question. She could see Paula nervously twiddling her brown colored skirt. Elizabeth said nothing, but swallowed back her emotions. "Forget about that question, Paula."
"My lady, please, let me explain," she began, but Elizabeth raised her hand, causing her to stop talking. Elizabeth turned her back on her servant and slowly walked away.
Where in this world was she? Was she that delusional? No, she wasn't delusional, she was in love. Her hands trembled with anger and sadness. Her green eyes were filled with salty water, ready to pour out any second. She felt stupid. No, she felt like an idiot. She actually thought Ciel would be worried about her.
Elizabeth felt someone grab her hand, causing her to stop walking. She knew for sure that it was a teary-eyed Paula, and truthfully, she didn't want to see her that way. "I'm okay, don't worry about me."
"No, you aren't, Lady Elizabeth!" Paula exclaimed, gripping her hand tighter. "I know you are hurt, but you don't want to admit it. You're putting on your façade, when in the inside, you're falling apart."
Elizabeth stood silent, and closed her eyes as the tears poured down. She cringed at the truth and at the many thoughts that were crossing her mind. They were all killing her.
"Lady Elizabeth, I'm sorry," Paula whispered, falling to her knees, "I just couldn't handle it anymore. I must have sounded so harsh and-"
"No, Paula," she said, cutting her maid off, "The truth is harsh, but it needs to be accepted no matter how much it hurts."
"My lady," Paula began, but once she raised her hand, causing her to fall quiet. Elizabeth turned her back towards the manor, and walked away from her faithful maid. She walked slowly, her legs felt like jello. She felt great heaviness on head. She felt her stomach twist in a knot. Elizabeth felt like trash.
This is how it feels when you know that the person you love, doesn't love you back.
Elizabeth stepped inside the manor, that was pitch dark. Not a sound could be heard, not a servant to be seen. Everybody was asleep. It was very late, already past twelve midnight.
She placed her foot on a stair and started to climb up, her eyes scanning around the big manor. For the first time, Elizabeth regretted sending Paula to sleep. She very afraid of the dark. When she was little, Elizabeth would overhear her father tell her older brother scary stories about demons. Demons that would come at night and eat human souls if they weren't sleeping.
Yes, a sixteen year-old still believed in such stories.
"Lady Elizabeth, whatever are you doing up so late?" She jumped out of fear, but then calmed down when she saw the face of her husband's black butler, Sebastian Michaelis. Ciel was so close to his butler, he trusted him so much.
Elizabeth smiled meekly and said, "You scared me, Sebastian. For a moment, I thought you were a demon."
"Forgive me, Lady Elizabeth," he said, bowing his head, but she could still see his usual sly smile. "I didn't mean to scare you like that. If you don't mind me asking, do you believe in demons?"
"Yes, as childish as it sounds, I do believe in demons." she replied, observing the butler, as his sly smile turned into a smirk. "Was that the answer you were looking for?"
"It was unexpected, but amusing." he replied, walking closer to Elizabeth. "It's very rare to find someone that likes demons. Most people have a great fear towards them."
"I do fear those demons," she said laughing, "Am I not weird?"
"Of course not, Lady Elizabeth," he said smirking. "You're just simply interested in them. There is nothing wrong with that. Would you like me to walk you to your room?"
"No, I'm fine." Elizabeth said, turning away from the tall butler. "I shall see you tomorrow morning."
"Yes, Lady Elizabeth," he said, bowing once again, "I hope you have a great night." She nodded her head and walked towards her bedroom. She was so close into asking Sebastian about Ciel, but didn't. He must be think she's crazy, just like Ciel. Elizabeth paused and let out a sigh, everybody that knows her must think she's crazy.
Crazy enough that she can't see that Ciel doesn't care about her. Crazy enough to believe that he at least holds a little bit love for her. Crazy enough to still stand by his side, even though she was just a toy to him.
"I am nothing to him," she whispered, as warm tears began to run down her cheek. No, she couldn't cry here. Elizabeth began to walk to faster towards her room. She quickly wiped away her tears, but more just came streaming down.
Walking had turned into running, in attempt to get into her room without anybody noticing her. Everybody was asleep but someone could hear her sobs. They would think she's weak, unless they already did. That's what everybody thinks about her. A british noble woman that was weak and pathetic.
Elizabeth reached her room, and placed her trembling hand on the door knob. More tears came streaming down her face like fountain, as she slowly twisted the golden knob. That must be what Ciel thought of her, maybe even worse.
"Elizabeth," a cold voice called from behind, causing her to freeze. Elizabeth swallowed harshly, and wiped away the water that was in her eyes. She didn't want Ciel to see her this way. "Elizabeth, just what are you doing up so late?"
She opened her mouth to respond, but no sound came out. Elizabeth was sure if she were to speak, she would sound terrible. "When I ask you a question, I expect you to answer, Elizabeth."
"I'm sorry," she said, her voice slightly trembling.
"What's wrong with you, Elizabeth?"he questioned again, walking closer to her, causing her to jump. "Are you crying?"
"No, of course not!" Elizabeth yelped, quickly opening the door to her bedroom and taking a few steps into the room. "I just needed a drink of water, and I lost my way back to my bedroom. I'm sorry if I woke you up."
"How did you lose your way?" Ciel asked, and Elizabeth wanted to disappear right then and there. He must think she's even more stupid than Ciel already thought. "You're terrible at lying, Elizabeth."
"I'm not lying though," she said, walking deeper into her room, "Anyways, I'll see you tomorrow, Ciel." Before he could say anything, Elizabeth shut her door. She locked the door behind her and ran towards the large glass window.
He was always so cold, so mean. Shouldn't she be used to this? No, she wasn't at all. She wanted to be loved by him, only him. She didn't want anybody else's love but his. But that was impossible. Elizabeth couldn't make Ciel love her, because it wouldn't be true love.
When love is forced upon somebody, it isn't true love, it's fake love.
"A proper lady shouldn't cry," a low voice whispered in her ear, causing her to let out a small yelp, "You should know that, Elizabeth."
"H-how did you get in?" she stuttered nervously, as Ciel placed his warm right hand on top of her cold one. Elizabeth felt butterflies form inside of her stomach. This was Ciel's first time getting this close to her.
"I have my ways." he replied, stroking her golden hair. "Why are you crying?"
"D-don't worry about it, Ciel." Elizabeth replied nervously. "I'm sorry for making you worried. I'm sorry for being so weak-"
"You're only human," he said, forcing her to turn towards his direction, settling his hands on top of her trembling shoulders. "At some point of your life when you're all alone, you will break down." She bit her lip, and looked down the maroon carpet. All alone, without anybody by her side. That's what Elizabeth feared the most; to lose Ciel forever. "But you won't be alone, because you will have me by your side. That's a promise."
Elizabeth was still looking down, not being able to face him. She was crying so hard. These words he was saying right now, were they really true? Would he really keep this promise? Ciel roughly lifted her by the chin, and wiped away her tears. "When I talk to you, I expect you to look at me."
She stared into his beautiful navy eyes, and placed her hand on top of his cheek. "I understand, Ciel." And he simply smirked, dipping his down and placing his soft lips onto her's.
My first Kuroshitsuji fan fiction, and it is about Ciel x Lizzie! Why is it about those two?
if you can't figure out the answer then I suggest that you gotta go to the doctor- IT'S MY SHIP! A marvelous, sturdy ship!
So basically what is this? This fan fiction will be a collection of one shots that my large, magnificent brain puts together. Not sure if it'll receive much attention, but please, welcome me to the Black butler fandom warmly ;)
Following, favoriting, and all reviews are highly appreciated- Even the bad reviews get welcomed with a similar treatment as the good response. Cookies. There's only one difference. The bad reviewers get 'em rottened. (pls dont confuse constructive criticism with bad reviews) (yes that bad grammar was on purpose) (pls dont kill me sempai)
Oh, this is request taken! If anybody has a request, please don't hesitate and just tell me what you guys want :)
Credits go to my bestie, SiLvErDrAgOnDuO, whom made the awesome Ciel x Lizzie collage. Go check her out, people :D Her stories are great!
Hope you guys enjoy it,
TCC2000