This is not my first attempt at a fic...but the first one I'm actually uploading. I will probably continue this later. Also, don't critique me please. With that...Take care of me...I...guess...? I suck at first impressions over the internet when they're like this...
Lune Mariche (c) TastesLikeKurodo
Claude Faustus [Black Butler II] (c) 2009-2012 Yana Toboso / SQUARE ENIX
My friend and I decided to attend a dance in the early evening; since we were of age. Walking up to the large mansion, I begin trembling in nervousness. What if I step on someone's foot? What if I spill my drink? So many doubts encircle my mind as if it will implode! My friend notices me panicking and rolls her eyes, smacking me on the back.
"Calm down!" She tells me, as I nod slowly, mumbling my reply
"Fine..."
We open the doors, revealing a grand hallway. There is a large chandelier hanging from the center of the ceiling; made of fine crystals that seem to glimmer and reflect the personality of a young girl shining like a star as the center of all attention.
A butler walks over to greet us, as he bows. His hair seems to defy physics since it curls in unlikely places. It is a very dark shade of purple, and looks rather soft. He has bottom-rimmed glasses with rectangle shaped frames.
"Welcome to the Trancy Estate. May I guide you two to the ballroom?" The butler asks, his voice low and nasally. I nod, my friend nodding as well.
"Uhm...yes, thank you..." I reply, my face turning pink in embarrassment; I hate when it does that...It gives people the wrong impression.
"Alright...My name is Claude Faustus, in case you need anything else." He says, standing up straight as he leads us into the ballroom - and I thought the entrance hall was large.
My eyes widen at the sight of people dancing and merry-making in the large room; I can't help but gasp. It feels like such an honor to go to a dance...
"Will you be needing anything else...?" The butler..Uh...Claude...Asks, keeping a blank expression on his face. I nod slowly, smiling slightly.
"Uh..yes, can I have some champagne?" I ask, my voice slightly quiet. Claude nods, disappearing into the crowd. My friend yawns.
"I'll be around, see you, Lune." She says, walking off into the crowd as well; leaving me alone. However, being alone makes me nervous, so I just stand still, waiting for time to pass.
"Miss, here is your drink..." The butler said, walking over to my side. I jump slightly, distracted by my thoughts.
"Oh! T..thank you..." I nod at him, taking the drink in hand. I stare down into the glass, watching the tiny, delicate bubbles rise up through the light-amber colored liquid to the top, disappearing into a gentle fizz. I lift the glass up to my lips, taking a delicate sip to taste it. It tastes kind of odd, but I think nothing of it; I've never had champagne before, after all. I swallow and look over to see the butler still by me. I open my mouth to speak, but he is too fast.
"It seems you are nervous being near such a large group of people. Would you prefer I keep you company outside?" he asks, giving me direct eye contact; causing my face to grow redder.
"Uhm...sure...thank you." I nod, trying to ignore the blush on my face.
With that, he led me outside of the ballroom...