Overwhelming Emotions

Drowned in the confusions of her memories, she clenched and unclenched her fists.

"My happy moments in the past?"

She thought hard. Her head felt as though it could've exploded or simply combust.

Why?

"Claire, if you do this you could never return. Never exist at all in the future."

"I have to do this. Please, Eric"

"I know. But there's no turning back. Thru this portal, you'll be in the nineteenth century. You're not him. You can't live forever to live till this century arrives."

"Of course I had measured the circumstances."

"You don't understand!"

"I do!"

"You don't! You are going to lose your mind there!"

Claire giggled. "I know it's a whole um…unknown era but I'm good at fitting in especially when I already know the story."

"That's not what I mean, Claire," his voice softened and continued, "You will forget. Forget everything in the present. Now. All your current memories and of your past will be wiped out. You'll only remember yourself as Scarlet not Claire."

Claire bit her lower lip. "I'll do it."

"Not just that. You'll be forgotten. Your family and friends will forget you ever existed."

I shook my head.

"As stubborn as ever… I gave you the warning, now, it's up to you" Eric sighed while pressing unknown buttons beside the portal and it flipped open.

"Are you ready?"

All she carried with her is her genuine leather sling-bag. She wore a floral dress with blue roses, a scarf and her favorite silver necklace with a small pure silver rose with red sapphire embroided in the middle of it. She wore a pair of Aldo black leather boots. She hoped she doesn't look funny when she reached. No, that's not her biggest concern right now. She opened her bag and took out the photos of her friends and family, sighed softly.

They already thought I'm dead, why shouldn't I be anyway?

Claire nodded, eyes still on the photo. Reluctantly, she slipped the photos back into the bag and closed it. Inside her bag, there're some photos, her phone, charger, her favorite Swarovski pen and some batteries for her watch. And just like that, she waved and whispered, "Goodbye, Eric…" She stepped into the portal.

She couldn't take it anymore. Exhausted by today's activities and excessive pressure,

It's too much! Forgetting, everything! No, no! I can't- I couldn't bring myself to forget them, to forget him. Mother, Father, Sister, Brother, Amanda, Adric, Eric…and…and…

Sub-consciously, load with headache and exhaustion; she fell in a deep sleep…

Dreams, no memories, so real… Like I can actually touch it.

At first, there were three girls in front of me. The one seated beside me looked petite, small and fragile. She looked easily break by using a karate move, her bones could shatter like the wooden board. The girl right in front of me too looked fragile but she has much fairer and pale skin. Her smile is very brightening. She tied her hair in a messy braid which looked good on her. The third girl, the one beside her, dressed sloppily. Hair looked as if it's uncombed or unwashed in days. She looked like disastrous compared to the others. The chatted and laughed hours. I sat there, listening tentatively to every single word they said, said only some sentences and chuckled to jokes only which I find very funny, munched a large bite on my burger and sipped a few mouthful of my drink. Somehow, I was wearing a calm façade, want only to show modesty and elegance which I did not know I have. It was foolish though, they were one of the happiest times of my life. Suddenly, the images twisted and switched into a different surrounding. A different girl stands infront of her, smiling. She wore a dark green t-shirt and a pair of shaggy short pants. There are so many pimples on her face but her smile is beautiful, her smiling eyes under the boring frames of her black spectacles. I am holding a can of soft drinks and so is she. We chatted freely and brainlessly. I joked a bunch of gags which thankfully made her laugh. I looked over to the right and saw two women sitting on the couch, discussing. One is very familiar, a surge of warmth registered in my mind when I spotted her. The other one looked gentle and small but something keeps reminding me she isn't. A few moments later, the image began to twist again, the room turned around and around like Eric's Portal.

Scarlet's eyes snapped opened as a cold hand caressed her face.

"Sebastian," she whispered.

"I apologize, I didn't mean to wake you, Claire,"

Scarlet gasped and wondered, "Why'd you call me that?"

"But isn't that your name, huh, Scarlet?" he teased.

"I…I don't know…"

"What are you doing here?" his tone screams serious in her mind.

"But shouldn't I ask you that instead?"

"Let yourself be known!" his eyes narrowed.

"Scarlet," she answered flatly and balanced herself in a sitting position.

"What are you?"

"A human?" she raised an eyebrow. "Couldn't you sense that, Mr. Demon?"

Sebastian's face grimaced. "You're not."

Scarlet snorted. "How did you know I called Claire?"

"You talked in your sleep," he explained.

I never talk in my sleep. Not in my entire 13 years of life.

"You want to know why I'm here?" she asked. Sebastian didn't reply. The answer is obvious.

Scarlet sighed softly and continued, "I am from the future. 2012. A time when people thought would be the time the world end. Apocalypse. But of course, it didn't happen. What a failure. Eric, an amazing Inventor, sent me here. It was under my demand that he creates a time travelling machine or dimension traveler to be precise." She stood up from the chair. "Though that machine was full of flaws, I can be sent precisely to a time and place I desire but I can't be sent back. It's like a one way ticket."

"You didn't answer my question." he interrupted.

"I am getting to that part." she inhaled and continued, "In the year 2010, I was strolling aimlessly around the fountain square in Italy. It was boring there until a boy caught my attention. Although he looked just like any stranger in the park, I felt as though he is a magnet that totally sucked my attention to him. I walked over to greet him. He looked surprised. He has brilliant blue eyes, like some sort of crystal or gem. He looked the same age as me. He wears black from head to toe. There's a man who dressed in monochromes, with brownish red eyes and a disturbingly good look. He is always behind the boy and follows him around. Once, the boy's shoe lace untied, he bent down one knee and tied for him…Any idea now?"

Scarlet shot Sebastian a you-should-know look. Sebastian shifted uneasily.

"Anyway, I talked to the boy for a while. He tried to avoid me the first time though. He smiled a few times too but they were fake. I know they are. I can somehow, almost see thru his soul and read his mind. He is desperate and content with sorrow. He is 158cm. His name translated in French is 'sky'. Another translation of his name is 'heaven', which is very ironic. "

The candles on the table blew off and lighted a few minutes later. Scarlet swear that wasn't a breeze. The window was well closed.

Sebastian stood as stiff as a statue. He keep thinking to himself, 'How is that possible?'

"Yes, I'm afraid you didn't succeed in devouring his soul, Sebby"

Sebastian didn't utter a single word. His head filled with confusion.

"I'll cut the chase. Even if I am young in age but I'm extremely mature in thoughts even more than the current Ciel. I loved him, he loved me. Blah,blah,blah. Ciel got sick of living. He was so filled with the thoughts of death and all. Not healthy. I hated to see him hurt like that. So I decide to go back to his past and give you guys one more chance. I will ask both of you to make your decisions when the time is right but I can't interfere with your decisions or it'll change the future. Against the law if I must say, such as breaking your contract or something like that."

"You came to change the future?"

"No. Like I said, it's still up to you guys. Both of you are important characters in the Changing of the Future, Sebastian. I couldn't interfere…"

"Wouldn't you want your Ciel to exist in the future?" 'And how is he still alive two centuries later?'

"I do but he doesn't. I understand." she sighed and tried hard to suppress her tears from flowing. "Sebastian, it hurts more to see the one you loved in pain. As good as dead I am to my family and friends in the past. They all thought I'm dead. Run over by a car, suicide or murdered. I am dead to them. I even watched my own funeral, Sebastian. The tears they cried for me. I could've gone back and come back as I wish to see them again. But I couldn't. I am stuck to live here and die before my great grandma was even born."

"Why would you sacrifice all that?"

A drop of diamond-like tear ran down from Scarlet's eye. "For love." she swallowed. "You might think it's stupid but that's what humans do, Sebastian. And I am a human. Human beings do crazy, irrational things. But that's how we're created. That's how we're so tasty. Isn't it, Sebastian?" she didn't wait for his answer. "If not with this irrational things we do, and silly emotions, our soul will be more tasteless than the clearest water. You would understand more about the taste, wouldn't you? Of course you will..."

She totally leaved Sebastian speechless. 'What's the deal with these children anyway?' he thought. 'Unexpected, unbelievable, humans, no, you children fitted these descriptions most…'

"Did I answer your question, Mr. Sebastian Michaelis?"

Sebastian shrugged.

"Then why are you still standing here?"

There's still something bothering Sebastian. 'She somehow smells so…inhuman yet human at the same time. I've never sense anything like her.'

"Goodnight then, Lady Scarlet"

As Sebastian was walking away, she said something which stopped in mid-step to the door. He just stood there a few seconds after receiving five words.

He closed the door behind him and the words kept ringing in his ears, the beautiful and soft whisper from her full pink lips.

"I loved not only Ciel…''

In the morning...

''Master, it's time to wake up.'' he sang in a melodic voice. The blinding ray of the sun burst thru the screen of the window, showering the young Phantomhive's frail and tiny body with comfort as if by a warm quilt. He tried to open his eyes under the contrasting light. It was blurry, he blinked a few times, adjusting his vision to the brightness. A dark shadow at his side, calling him... ''Young master.'' it keeps chanting his name with a prayerlike voice. The voice, as gentle as the warmness of light that had both shone upon and forsaken him... He blink once more and it came to him. There stands his knight, beside the king, standing by his side like he vowed he would... Until the end...

''Sebastian...'' Ciel composed himself to a seating position on his bed.

''My lord, good morning.'' the Phantomhive's butler displayed a wide and charming smile. He sees into Ciel's eyes, his mark.

Yes, you belonged to me... From that day onward, your body, blood and soul are mine, only mine. And in exchange, I'll stay by your side and fulfil your desire, your thirst for revenge... But what makes you break your promise, Ciel? Why?, the demon thought bitterly yet the smile remains on his perfectly calm face. He strolled to the pushing tray and lifted the highly expensive tea pot by the handle and poured the finely picked Rose tea into a cup. He handed it to his master.

''Would rose tea fit your appetite for today, my lord?''

''Yes.'' Ciel reached for the cup Sebastian handed him.

''There's nothing in the schedule for today,''

''I see...''

''What would you like to do for today?''

''Nothing.''

''Lazying around isn't an option, young master''

Ciel shot Sebastian an irritated look. Then he remembered.

''That girl. Did you sense if she's a human?''

''Yes, she is apparently...''

''There's something weird about her...''

''You're such an observant master.''

''She didn't look entirely human, that's all.''

''Oh? Then what does she looks like to you, my lord?''

''I don't know. A vampire?'' The butler chuckled slightly at his young master's imaginative creativity. From that very day, he had thrown away his dreams, his hesitation and his future.

''You shouldn't jugde a book by its cover, young master.'' he look at Ciel's face, and almost instantly, he leaned close to his master. Ciel could feel his warm breath against his cold cheek, his eyes on him with flickering flames of such intensity and passion, Ciel involuntary blushed.

''I wonder... What do I look like to dear young master...''

Ciel's cheeks reddened from light pink to scarlet. He said 'dear'. What is that supposed to mean? Am I dear to him or is it just my soul?, he thought. A black bubble of misery filled his's chest. ''What a fool you're being, Ciel Phantomhive!'' he tried to convince himself but from the depth of his heart, he hoped so very much, that it wasn't all his soul that's making 'him' stay. That part of him, that very desperate… acted on its own accord. A bold, irrational and passionate act, indeed.

Swiftly, Ciel pressed his lips to Sebastian's…

The man's eyes widened in bewilderment shock and delighting pleasure. "How could he be possibly caught off-guard like that?" Sebastian thought while closing his eyes slowly, relaxing to the sweet kiss of his young master. It was unexpected, yes, this soul, his soul is always stunning. As a butler, it was always his duty to think ahead and plan everything steps earlier, predicting his master's thoughts ahead before him... but every time, this child, Ciel Phantomhive always surprises him with unexpected actions and decisions. Ciel withdrew, almost too soon… Sebastian licked his lips and opened his eyes slowly. "He tasted so sweet..." he thought quietly. Ciel turned his head to face the opposite direction from his butler, face still burning red. Sebastian's lips parted, wanted to say something but was so rudely interrupted by someone's knocking from outside.

''M-massssteeer!'' A head popped out from the slightly ajared door. It was a maid and not just any servant, she's a Phantomhive's maid. She smiled widely at the side of her master. The master that have given her the pair of meaningful glasses which she valued more than her live. ''Good morning, young master! Oh, and Sebastian too...'' Her face blushed deeply at the side of Sebastian, ''Lady Elizabeth's arrived!''