It started out very simple. Snake hardly new the complications of what he just fell prey to at the time.
He was at a ball, alongside his lord Ciel Phantomhive. Who, as usual, was being the regular wallflower. He'd sent Sebastian off on some sort of investigation. Snake had not been given much information about what they were looking into. Either way Snake had become somewhat used to having information hidden from him. He'd always been too afraid of loosing a person's friendship to push for details. Like when he'd stayed at Noah's Ark Circus.
As it were he was standing at the edge of the room, occasionally sending worried glances towards Ciel, who was gloomier than usual, when he spotted it. a glimmer of vibrant red amongst the crowd of dancers. A woman dressed elegantly in reds with her wild hair left free. Snake felt his heart skip a beat, and in that moment Snake knew she was beautiful, even if he'd ever really found anyone he'd found truly attractive. He felt himself blushing. It didn't bother him when he noticed she was a little tall for a woman, and her features were boyish.
He wanted to go closer, but he was meant to stay beside his lord, and either way as a footman he was not allowed to enter relationships. So he watched from a distance. The lady seemed to be looking for someone, and it seemed like she found them. Her face became so animated before she went running off where his eyes couldn't follow. Snake wished that gaze had been directed at him. Snake was fine with dreaming, He thought he'd probably never see this person ever again. But there was no shame in cherishing a memory right?
The party soon ended, Snake thought he could hear someone laughing, but he thought it must be his mind playing tricks on him. Sebastian returned and he was surprisingly disheveled. Snake wondered what happened, but not for long.
Thoughts of the Crimson lady often seeped into his daydreams. Almost as much as his ponderings about his friend's hiding location. It almost bordered on obsession. He knew it probably wasn't healthy. But then it's not like he was stalking anyone. What was the harm in wondering what her voice would sound like as he did the laundry, contemplating what sort of things she liked to do while he tended the garden... or what her skin felt like while he lay awake. It was times like this that it was very inconvenient to share a bedroom with two other people.
He hardly knew what to do with himself anymore. He'd never really had much of a problem with... this sort of thing even during puberty. He'd actually considered himself asexual until he saw his Mistress. Needless to say his life got a bit more complicated.
Then one day the young master boarded a boat to New York, and after frantically searching for a safe area, there his red beauty stood in all her.. his glory.
It'd started with Sebastian and Snake following along loyally after their lord. Next thing Snake knew, he'd been left to his own defenses, and simply told to "clean up." Snake had decided to share his meal with the other snakes in the cargo hold when all the problems started.
Corpses. It was a fairly exhilarating thing, running for your life. But the image of a smiling Sebastian gleefully smashing half rotted bodies into messy pulp would probably be something stuck in his mind forever. Something unpleasant to tie to his happy memories of red lace.
Not that it mattered much when the object of his affection stood so boldly in front of him. Although it was quite a surprise, realizing that his lady was in fact a Gentleman, if a rather effeminate one. He was still attracted to him, if the butterflies in his stomach were any indication.
He stood frozen to his spot, thankful that everyone had stopped running. Seeing ... Grell Sutcliffe, what a lovely name, was a bit awkward considering all the naughty things he'd fantasized about. and as a result he couldn't look directly at him. his face was pink and he hoped nobody noticed. and it seemed whatever he'd done it worked, because Grell only had eyes for Sebastian.
Snake didn't pay attention to what they said exactly. He was overcome by how lonely he felt at that moment. As if he didn't even exist. He hated Sebastian, that Grell was so affectionate towards him and he didn't even want it. Snake was so jealous he thought he could kill him, if it weren't for the obvious fact that the butler's skill was far above his own.
Snake stood there his gaze downcast, hoping that this would somehow end soon.