Chapter 2:
In a spare bedroom…
Ciel looked over the angel; she was resting so peacefully it made him sick. After everything she had done to him, killing his parents, trying to destroy London out of a dispicable lust for power, Ciel couldn't stand it. "Why did you bring the angel here?" He asked coldly. "My Lord, you may refer to miss Blanc as she is, the male counterpart is no longer apart of her." Replied the smart-aleck butler as he laid a clean set of clothes on the chair next to the bed. "Don't toy with me! Why is she here Sebastian?" Ciel yelled in a scolding tone, keeping his eyes on the unconscious angel in front of him.
Sebastian looked up and said with a smile, "I believe she can assist in your case to finding this "Marry Murderer" as the papers call him. I've even taken the liberty of proposing to her." He said calmly almost happily. Ciel looked over his shoulder toward Sebastian in surprised by his butler's words, the man was clearly enjoying himself. "What do you mean 'You proposed'?" He asked reprimandingly. "Exactly as I said young master, I ran into the troublesome thing on my way back from the market, we spared a bit and I came out victorious...
Flashback...
He leaned in to put his lips net to her ear and whispered "…Marry me". The Angel's eyes widened in speechless horror before she soon felt her world go dizzy, then finally slipped into darkness as she instantly lost consciousness. Angela had finally succumbed to her injuries and exhausted all the strength she used to stay awake. Sebastian instinctively caught her and picked her up, she was so light 'Hm, like a feather.' He thought to himself as he looked at her unconscious state. He had to admit with the male counterpart gone the angel seemed far more appealing to him. He was going to take this opportunity to explore this new-found interest in the now female celestial being by keeping her as close as possible. However he still had one obstacle that would likely foil his escapades; his master.
He had to come up with a good excuse for bringing her back to the manor, he knew that the one-eyed boy would never allow the light woman to stay in his home even in an unconscious state. Perhaps he could say that she was to be a new maid? Good but that wouldn't be enough-he needed a better excuse. It was then that fate literaly blew across his face in the form of wind carrying a stray newspaper which smacked into the demon's face suddenly. He was soon pulled out of his pondering when his vision became obscured by the weightless article, making him set Angela's lower half down so that he could remove the object from his face. It was a paper that had been published yesterday.
It was about the "Marry Murders", the very case that his master was working on. This made the gears in the butler's brain turn before eventually he got an idea. "Hmp." He said with a chuckle and a pleased smile as he tossed the paper and looked down to the lovely angel. "I believe I'll have a reason to keep you after all, Miss Blanc." He said more to himself rather than her. Finally the butler picked Angela up and put her over his shoulder. He then grabbed the groceries and jumped off through the air carrying the incapacitated white haired woman who sways and hangs loosely from his broad shoulder.
Oh yes...Sebastian was determined to explore his "curiosity" with the fallen angel and his plan to be granted such an opportunity was foolproof.
Presently...
"I believed the answer to solving your case would be to put on a faux wedding to lure the suspect out." Finished the smiling servant as he set down a bowl of hot water. Ciel was livid by his butler's tale. This was truly an outrage, he brings home one of their worst enemies and announces that he plans to marry her, and on top of that he's claiming that it's necessary to capturing the murder? What the hell was he thinking! "Young master I am sorry to bring this up so suddenly, but I assure you it was for good intentions." Sebastian said in a matter-of-fact tone as he tended to his new "bride's" wounds.
Ciel was about to pitch another fit, but decided to keep his cool. "And what-pray tell gave you the idea that this would help in investigating the case?" He asked menacingly clenching his teeth and fist trying to fight the waves of anger coursing through him. Sebastian smirked to himself away from his master's view. He had already come up with the perfect cover story for such a question thanks to Alois' big mouth and crude remarks. "It was actually Lord Trancy sir, his remark the other day when he was becoming stressed over the case when first investigating the third victims." He said. It wasn't necessarily a lie either, the crow had actually recalled the remark made by the Trancy boy after coming across the stray newspaper.
Ciel was somewhat confused until the memory had come back to him...
Flashback...
A third couple had been found the same as the other two; ruptured bleeding eyes, bloody mouths both found side by side holding hands in a cruel mockery of the loving couple that they once were. No one could provide any details nor could they understand why anyone would want to hurt them. The noble duo had just recently began the investigation for this murder and still nothing about it was any easier to figure out than the last two. "Rebecca Porter and her fiancé Daniel Simons. Both eighteen and of upper middle class status." Said Ciel as he read aloud the report provided by Scottland Yard. Sebastian had just finished pouring the boy some Assam tea while Claude had just poured Alois a cup of Darjeeling. As he took a sip Alois looked over his set of copies with exasperation. "God this is becoming tedious, what does this bloke even have against marriage anyway?" Asked the Trancy earl as he observed the crime scene as thoroughly as possible. "It could likely be envy of the couples. It might even be possible that we're looking for a woman." Ciel responded nonchalantly. "Why do you say that?" The blonde was confused though he wasn't opposed to the idea that a woman could do this, he's seen his fair share of female murders so it was possible.
"The majority of the cases I've seen where a woman was the culprit were motivated by the same form of jealousy. There isn't much to prove or disprove this theory but we can't rule out the possibility." He said before taking another sip of his tea. "Brilliant!" Alois exclaimed, throwing the papers upward then continued with a smile as the pages scattered, "So we're looking for a man or woman who's jealous of young happy couples, and kills by exploding people organs through unknown means. This should be quite simple, really!" He finished faultering his smile instantly as he leaned back looking directly at Ciel seriously. The blunette just ignored the boy's outburst and continued drinking his tea and analyzing how they were going to gather more evidence.
He then said after a long pause, "I understand that this case is frustrating Trancy but we were tasked with it by the Queen's orders. We mustn't let it get to us so soon in the investigation." Said Ciel. Alois then chuckled darkly before mockingly saying "Hah! The only way we're ever going to catch this psycho is by setting up a wedding to lure him out!" The blonde noble then put a leg over the other and leaned in cheerfully, "You could be the bride Ciel!" Alois jested. "I won't even dignify that with a response." Ciel grumbled. Alois then propped up an elbow and leaned his head on his hand flirtatiously. "My Ciel if you wanted me to be the bride so badly you only had to say so." Giggled the blonde menace he stirred his tea with the index finger of his other hand.
Ciel then said, "Enough just get back to reading the files." He said in annoyance. "Tch, how tedious." Grumbled Alois as he too looked at his copy of the files.
Presently...
"That wasn't...He wasn't even being serious you-...!" Ciel yelled. He stopped himself abruptly before he ended up saying something unpleasant. He took a deep-deep breath before sighing, "How long do you suspect she'll be unconscious?" He asked barely containing his anger. "She is still an angel, meaning that she can still heel rapidly. However with her power being lower than when we last dealt with her, it might take a while, an hour or so?" Answered Sebastian as he placed a wet cloth into the water and wiped it across Angela's wounded abdomen. Ciel had his back turned to the butler as to not view Angela's bare lower extremities. "What exactly do you expect me to do about her stay here once she wakes up?" He asked. Sebastian had just finished bandaging the angel and covered her body with the covers. "Whatever you see fit to do my lord." Said the smirking devil after standing up and bowing obediently.
Ciel looked back sternly he had a lot he wanted to vent out at his servant for acting out on this matter on his own. It wouldn't be the first time something like this happened but this wasn't a hoarding of stray cats [literally] found in the man's closet, this was his butler falsely marrying his greatest threat. Ciel just growled before heading to the door and delivering an order to his butler, "When she wakes up you will detain her and let me know immediately, am I clear?" He demanded. "Yes my lord." Responded Sebastian. With that the blunette left the room leaving his butler alone with the sleeping angel. He then rose to his feet and returned his attention toward Angela.
He wore a vile smirk as he watched her, the rise and fall of her chest conveying signs of life. He used a finger to move some of her hair away from her face so that he could take in every detail of her peacful visage before she woke up and turned the look into confusion, fear, and anger. He brought his face dangerously close to hers and whispered, "I'll be waiting, miss Blanc." He said before pressing his forehead to hers, it was somewhat between affectionate and possessive the way he looked at her as he idly took in her scent before pulling away. She selled of lavender and roses, it was hard for him to pull away from her, but unfourtunately he couldn't stay too long. He then straightened his stance and pulled the covers over Angela's body tucking her in with care after which he sought to leave the room quietly.
He then whispered silently with a finally glance toward his "fiancé", "Sleep well." Then stepped out and closed the door behind him and continued off down the hall to continue his duties. All the while he thought of every way he would explore his newfound interest in dear Miss Blanc when she finally awoke.
To Be Continued...