Kuroshitsuji
The gloomy days of London was like any other day, but with the calming looks and the crowds of people in town, it would be impossible for anyone to notice another presence. An exact presence? Ciel Phantomhive. Today Ciel Phantomhive had gone into town and while the crowds have not notice, I have. Me? I'm Emilie; the original nurse/maid of Phantomhive Manor; even though I could see his presence, I was still not prepared to face him. Since the fire incident, I had thought that my duties at Phantomhive Manor were done but when I heard that it had came back, I had utterly failed to report back. Now because of all the time that I spent away from Phantomhive, I couldn't help but feel the anger/resentment that Ciel Phantomhive would have towards me.
The deal that I had with the original Phantomhive was to protect and serve only Phantomhive Manor as long as it's name was around, as long as I lived up to that duty I was free to stay at Phantomhive Manor. When the fire incident took place, I wasn't around; days before the incident I was taken somewhere and when I had woken up Phantomhive had disappear. As I saw Ciel Phantomhive's presence I couldn't help but try to hide in the Undertaker's shop, thinking it would be the last place that any one would step foot in. How wrong I was.
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At the age of seventeen, with no home to return to, and hiding in Undertaker's shop; paints a strange, pathetic picture. But if I told you this was normal for me, except the hiding in Undertaker's shop, would it still be pathetic? Yeah it would. That's not the point right now though, a fully grown woman, hiding in a creepy shop with an Undertaker all to avoid the presence of a twelve year old-powerful boy. Now that paints the pathetic picture that I live. Even as I sit on a coffin, in my black, elegant, Victorian dress I can't help but be annoyed with the situation. My raven hair nearly fits with my deary dress, and with pale skin I guess I could pull off a life size porcelain doll.
There was a part of me that wanted to confront him and there was a part of me that believed that he wouldn't remember me; either way it wouldn't work out because I was too afraid to see for myself what's become of him and believing that he wouldn't remember me is the only shred of hope that I had. While figuring this out, I sat of the coffin like a porcelain doll stands: stiff, afraid to move. The door had opened and closed shut, I believed that it was lost travelers who's curiosity got the best of them, but before I spoke to tell them that they're in the wrong place, I heard his voice. "Undertaker!"
Ciel Phantomhive had walked into the Undertaker's shop with the intention of meeting with Undertaker himself, I couldn't believe while I was busy figuring this situation out that my mind was dead set and didn't see his presence come. I had only hope that they wouldn't be around long, or at least to not look at the back. I became a stiff porcelain doll that I almost felt like one, Undertaker came out from a coffin and gave his devilish smile.
"My Earl! What business do you have here?" He smiles and comes out the coffin, noticing my movements have ceased, I hoped that he wasn't doing what his he was thinking and knowing Undertaker for years now I didn't need powers to see it coming. I blinked a few times and realized that he was holding onto me on my side, while Ciel and his butler were now facing me, I only hoped that at this point that he wouldn't recognize me.
"Dear Earl, have you met my beautiful doll, Emilie?" He says as he strokes my face with his hand, annoyed but not showing it, I knew what Undertaker was planning I just didn't expect him to go all over the top with it unless it wasn't him. My mind went blank and I stayed the same as a porcelain doll. "She is quite the keeper!" I knew by now that it wasn't Undertaker but a certain red head idiot. "Oh if only she was real..." Putting a sharp object near my neck, I tried to keep my cool but I know I let out a squeak making me real again and before he could try any closer while holding the sharp object. At random I grabbed a vase and hit him on the head with it as I jumped up and off of the coffin; it revealed to be Grell wearing Undertaker's cloak.
"Grell you idiot! You were suppose to be anywhere but here!" I said finally breaking my porcelain doll look, angry at Grell for making reveal myself indirectly to Phantomhive, it was also the moment that I realized that they were still here. "Ah! My dear Emilie but I came to visit my favourite person!" Grell said as he got up and dusted himself, "me?" I questioned, "Not you silly!" He turned his attention to Ciel's butler. "SEBBY!" As Grell ran towards him I couldn't help but feel annoyed and embarrassed at Grell's antics. It was also that when Ciel's butler is busy brushing aside Grell, that Ciel finally speaks up, "Emilie." His voice hiding his emotion and through sight he was a lot of things, I squeak as I heard my name from his lips "Master earl! - Opps!" It was force of habit and of course because of it, it confirmed what he was thinking.
As there was a commotion between Grell and Ciel's butler and tension between Ciel and I, I took this moment to run! Although I could hear their voices, mostly Grell's, I couldn't help but wonder what to do now that I have exposed myself to Ciel Phantomhive himself.
~ ~ Ciel Phantomhive ~ ~
As he stared at the room, his butler Sebastian working to keep Grell off of him, Ciel couldn't help but think what to now that he had found her. There were many conflicting things going at once that he didn't notice the still laughing Undertaker coming out of a coffin and appearing right before himself. "Kukuku, Earl what brings you here?" Undertaker says calming his laughing to fits of chuckles. "Emilie! What do you know of her and why was she here?" Ciel didn't bother going through payment seeing that Undertaker has already been paid in full.
"My dear Emilie belongs to the earl? Kukuku...why I had no idea!" Undertaker said, sounding sarcastic; Ciel, however, was not in the mood for that. "What was she doing here Undertaker!" His voice rising, his butler now no longer busy with keep Grell off of him, while Grell was now over at Undertaker's side bugging him. Well, more like clinging to his side, "Emilie came of her own free will!" His chuckles had stopped as he noticed Grell on his side, his expression unreadable to Ciel.
Undertaker looked up at blank space putting a fingernail to his chin, "It was about two years ago today, actually," he continue on with the story. "When she first came here, she wanted to stay, she told me her home was burned, her parents disappeared, and anyone else connected to her was gone." Undertaker looked back at Ciel, although his hair covering his eyes, he could see Ciel's expression and the butler's expression.
Ciel staring at the ground long enough decided to take action now, "Sebastian!" He looked over at his demon butler, "Find and capture; Emilie! No matter what, bring her back to Phantomhive manor!" Sebastian being the ever faithful demon butler agreed to this, "Undertaker!" Ciel drew his attention back to Undertaker, "Do you have a photograph of Emilie?" Before Undertaker would say 'no', Grell popped in with a gleeful "YES!" The third being stared at the death god strangely. "Emilie, is one bashful person! It's good to keep embarrassing pictures for blackmailing!" With that said, from Grell's coat pocket he drew three photographs of Emilie all from different angles.
One was a shot of her sitting on a coffin in a 'seductive manor', the second photograph was of Emilie tripping and falling with Undertaker there to catch her, and the last photograph of Emilie was a fairly normal photograph of her sitting on the coffin, staring out into space. Emilie's pale skin, raven hair, and elegant dress made her the perfect life size porcelain doll, something that sticks out in society. A simple doll. Sebastian took the least embarrassing photograph of Emilie, the third one where she's spacing out, sitting on a coffin. "My lord, your trip back?" Sebastian questioned. "I'll do that, as long as you bring Emilie back to Phantomhive manor!" Ciel demanded, wanting noting else but her arrival. "Yes, my lord." With that Sebastian disappeared from sight and Ciel was left with Undertaker and Grell.