Dear Diary,

It's been a few years since I last seen Ciel and to be honest…I've forgotten what he looks like. He's almost a distant memory from me now and I don't like that. I try to remember but his face, when he comes to mind and when a childhood memory comes to me, his face is always faded out and I feel like it's a sign. That I'm starting to forget…

Sebastian is slowly fading away from my mind as well but I still can feel his fingers brush against me in an embrace that I've been killing for. Maybe they thought I was dead, how the hell would I know? Things been a lot easier since I became a demon and being here…actually sends me at ease and I've been this way for these past years.

I've lived with these people for a while and I've grown used to living here. I've been trained through various people to get stronger and get used to my abilities as a demon. Unfortunately, there is a heavy price to pay for living here. He told me that the payment has to be done soon. My whole body shakes just thinking about it because I don't even know what he wants…I guess I'll find out sooner or later.

Aurora Phantomhive

August 29, 1892

I closed the hard covered journal and brushed my fingers against the intricate designs that were carved in the dark colored leather. Sitting back in my chair, I sighed and rubbed my face in exhaustion. My room was being shared with the owner of the house but wasn't here at the moment so I had a few hours to myself.

A heard footsteps coming towards me so I yelled out for whoever was outside my door to come in. The steps stopped for a few seconds before continuing towards me again. I didn't have to turn around to hear the click and more footsteps then a stop. My fingers kept brushing against the book.

"Yes? Is there something that you need?" I asked when I finally turned around in my chair. My leg was on top of another and my arms were crossed. The man before me was the one that was training me, along with his partners of course. He fixed his suit and stood there, strict with a stick of his ass but then again whenever he was around me he would eventually ease up. I waited.

"I have tea." I saw the silver cart with a steaming teapot and little cups. There were little cakes on the finest china as well. The sweet aroma overwhelmed me and I smiled, grateful. That was always a quality that I missed having as a human. Having to taste food and other things; demons didn't have the need for it. It was a nuisance to them and now to me but I would force it down my throat and try to enjoy it anyway. I didn't care if I wasn't fond of eating anymore. It was a daily routine that I never got tired of.

I watched him set me a cup of tea and even when I insisted that I do it myself, he ignored me like he always does; we would have useless arguments every time he would bring me tea. I scowled at the handsome man. It reminded me when I used to argue with Sebastian about the same topic. 'It is the duty of a Phantomhive butler to create tea for the lady of the house.' enough said.

"Thank you but you know I can do it myself." I said while taking a sip. It was black tea, but with the hint of honey.

"Haven't you learned by now that I'm going to do it anyway and there is no point of arguing with me?" He smirked; I rolled my eyes in defeat.

"Yes, yes, I know." I waved my hands at him, like he was some type of fly. Our heads shot up to the distant noise at the front of the house, outside. Someone was home. We looked at each other and nodded. The sound of the soil crunching under a shoe crackled in my ears and I stood up, letting my long lavender dress flow, hitting the ground gracefully. I and my companion walked into the hallways. I could feel his eyes resting on my face with an intense look; I turned to him and gave him a sweet smile. He would smile back and then focus on his foresight like I did.

The man pulled the giant double doors open; letting the master of the estate in. He came forward with a smile, happy to see us. He was dressed in something very fancy and I saw a man behind him, probably the carriage driver, holding several boxes.

I saw the man next me, bow with courtesy and in a sign of respect. I rolled my eyes even though I knew it was his job. I giggled to myself when the master petted the man next to me on the head. He turned to me once he heard me giggled and gave a soft smile. My eyebrow lifted and I curtsied to the owner of the household.

"Welcome home, Alois." I said.

Hello again everyone, I hope that you enjoy this next sequeal to my OC character and if there is a request that you would like me to do, I will gladly accept it. Please review and let me know what you think, I would really appreicate it. Thank you for reading and hope you like it enough to continue on reading it!

Aurora Phantomhive