Hey guys! Katielynn here and I finally posted chapter two to The Midnight Girl! Since I am aiming to have longer chapters than my last fan fiction, I made them around eight or nine pages long so it takes me a few days. I also have this thing at my school where I sell my drawings (I'm a really good artist) and I've been very busy with that and school projects. I was also pretty concerned about the lack of reviews to this (I really appreciate the awesome people who followed and favorited:D you know who you are) but I feel that if I keep updating then more and more people will see this so here goes nothing:
Ciel slammed a newspaper onto a coffee table. His face was scrunched up in anger and his eyes were slowly turning a furious red. The cover of the paper read, "CRIMINAL ROBS 2,500 DOLLARS FROM BANK" followed by a few long paragraphs and a picture of Maddison Grace escaping the bank with a large, black bag strapped around her left shoulder. "I don't believe it! How did you not notice her leaving my mansion, Sebastian?"
Sebastian stood behind his master with his normal expression as he glared at the newspaper. "Young Master, I kept watch all night. Not a soul entered or escaped."
Ciel sighed and leaned back into his chair. "How could we be so blind as to not see this happen?"
"I am truly sorry that I hadn't kept a closer eye out, please forgive me, Young Master."
"Just go check on her, Sebastian. Make sure she's clean and that there's nothing missing from my mansion."
"Yes, sir." Sebastian said and then stepped out the door to the guest room, which was occupied by the said, "criminal of London". He looked at the sleeping girl, resting peacefully in her bed. "My lady, could you please wake up?" He said with a smile.
Maddison moaned, sleepily.
"Miss?" The butler sighed and then pulled out a white handkerchief from one of his sleeves. "I guess we'll have to do this the hard way." He murmured. With one foul slap of the cloth to her cheek she instantly woke up. She flung herself to sit up.
"Well, good morning, miss!" Sebastian smiled brightly as he gently tucked the hadkerchief back into his sleeve.
Maddison rubbed her eyes and groaned. "What time is it?"
"It is time for you to get dressed and meet with Lord Phantomhive for a little conversation." He explained and then walked out of the guest room.
She eyed the closed door suspiciously as soon as he left. "What the bloody hell is going on?" She breathed to herself.
"So, how was your night, Miss Grace?" Ciel questioned, sarcastically. He was resting in a chair infront of the one Maddison was in. He set his cheek on his fist and crossed his legs while his eyelids were kept shut with a smile on his lips.
"Where are you going from this?" Maddison asked. She now wore a long, white gown.
"Want to get to the point already, do we?" He proceeded to pull out the rolled up newspaper from his back pocket and then toss it onto the table in front of them with the cover of it face up. "Very well, then."
Maddison picked it up in her hands and examined it over and over. "I… I don't understand."
"Why don't you take a gander at the photo of you?" Ciel looked pleased with himself. "I'd like to see how you'll try to get out of this one."
"But… but… I…"
"Yes? Go ahead, Maddison, spit it out, now."
"I never did this." She sternly said. "Surely, you must have more proof than this."
"You mean a picture and the cover of the newspaper isn't good enough?" Ciel frowned at her and narrowed his eyebrows. "Do I actually have to catch you in the act for you to fess up?"
"Yes. Go ahead, have your butler do everything. I don't care. The point is: I'm innocent." Maddison protested.
Ciel sighed, stressfully.
Sebastian leaned closer to his ear. "Should I arrest her now, Sir?"
"No, not right now." He disagreed. "Let her stay for a few more nights."
"Since our company will be staying longer, might I remind you that you were cordially invited to Lord Francis' Ball tonight?"
Ciel looked Maddison in the eyes and smirked deviously. "Oh, I wouldn't mind to take Maddison along with me to show her what proper ladies look like."
She rolled her eyes and glared at the ground.
"Besides, the invitation said I could bring a guest." He finished.
"I don't suppose I'd have to learn how to dance for this?" She asked.
"Oh, don't worry, my lady!" Sebastian cheerfully said. "My Young Master will teach you!"
"What?!" Ciel shuddered loudly. "I can barely dance!"
"But you said you wanted her to be a proper lady, who can teach her better than you, My Lord?" He said.
"Are you calling me a lady?!" He shouted. "How am I supposed to teach her anyways?"
"That's easy, My Lord, just teach her what you already know."
Ciel grunted. "I forgot it."
"I am sorry you had to see all this, but the Lord Phantomhive is being a bit on edge lately." Sebastian smiled at me.
"Shut up, Sebastian and go cook something." He demanded, frustratingly.
His butler chuckled. "As you wish, Sir."
Maddison watched Sebastian leave the room to do Ciel's chore. She turned her head to face Ciel bowing his head slightly with his eyes shut like he always does when trying to either calm himself down or seem too good to talk to anyone. "Is that all you needed me for, Ciel?"
"Not at all. Come." He started walking upstairs where she quickly caught up with him. "You're getting a new dress by the time of the ball."
"Why can't I just wear that blue one you liked so much?"
"Because you already wore that and why in the world would you think that I liked that old, worn out thing?"
"Well, it didn't seem like you hated it." Maddison replied as she eyed him.
Ciel rolled his eyes at her. "Why don't I teach you some manners right about now?"
She snickered. "I'm sorry, but I wasn't the one who rolled my eyes a few seconds ago."
He instantly stopped in his tracks and glared at her furiously. "How dare you treat Lord Phantomhive with little to no respect!? If you wish to join me at Lord Francis' Ball tonight then you shouldn't act on me with such attitude!"
"I'm sorry, but it isn't much fun when you're being held captive with someone you barely know and who thinks you committed murders and had stolen money from banks all across London." Maddison snapped. "Also, you were the one who started off with an attitude."
Ciel began to walk off just before all his anger had escaped his body.
She quickly caught up to his side. "C-Ciel, wait! I'm sorry. I really am, please forgive me."
"Are you just apologizing because I own this mansion? Or have you finally been brought back to earth?"
"No, I'm apologizing because I'm being a terrible guest. I'm sorry." She slowly stopped walking to hang her head, disappointingly.
Ciel looked at her with now, soft eyes. "Very well then, I apologize as well for possibly being too bossy to you. Do you wish to accompany me in my work place, My Lady?" He smirked.
"Absolutely." She politely replied with a smile. "May I ask you a question, though?" She asked as they moved closer to their destination.
"Go right ahead."
"Am I still going to the ball tonight?"
He snickered. "After the way you treated me? Don't be silly!"
"What?" Maddison shuddered.
"Come now, Maddison. Do you really think I'd go to a ball with someone like you? I'm betroved, you know." Ciel explained.
Maddison almost froze up. She could feel her face getting warm. "Y-you never told me that. Who is this girl?"
"Now, now, I'm supposed to be the one asking you the questions." He immediately stopped after his sentence to notice Baldroy frantically running down the hallway. His hair was a frizzy mess like he had just stood next to a bomb.
Ciel spoke up so he wouldn't run past him. "Baldroy, what is going on?"
"Oh, n-nothing, Ciel." He nervously started to scratch the back of his neck and smiled like everything was okay. "Just looking for Sebastian."
"Why do you need him so bad?" He questioned while being slightly sarcastic, knowing that he must have used his flamethrower again, judging by his hair.
"No reason!" He lied and began to sweat.
Ciel stressfully sighed as he motioned him to leave with his hand. "Just go."
Baldroy instantly shuffled off out of our sight, he ran so quickly that he left behind a dust cloud.
Maddison pointed behind her with her thumb. "He's a bomber, isn't he?"
"No, he's our chef." He began to walk again. "Just ignore all that and follow me before someone else slows us down."
Ciel flipped over a giant board that was hanging on the wall to a side with all sorts of pictures of Maddison Grace and newspaper clippings. The thumbtacks had red strings attached to others like a timeline. "YOUNG GIRL SETS HOSPITAL ON FIRE, KILLING 87" "GIRL MURDERS MANY ON YELLOW STREET" "EVIDENCE ON THE YOUTHFUL CERIAL KILLER COMES OUT" "MADDISON GRACE-WHEN WILL IT END?" The titles of the newspapers said such rubbish to the girl reading them.
"As you can see, I know a lot about you." Ciel started as he comfortably leaned back against his desk. "Could all this have possibly started because of your sister leaving you? After all, the crimes did begin only a week after that occurred."
"It did?" Maddison asked, astonished
"What do you mean, 'it did'? Don't play dumb with me."
"Well, like I said, you'll have to catch me in the act in order for me to confess."
"Why not just save us some time?"
She snickered at that remark. "Why not go investigating tonight?" She tipped her head to the board. "It seems like she does this kind of thing almost every night."
"You are truly stubborn, Maddison." He stated in a breath. "Did your parents ever tell you to be more lady like?"
"No, but they told me not to talk to strangers." She smirked at him like how he does almost all the time to her.
There was a soft knock on the door before Sebastian entered the room. "Young Master, don't worry about Baldroy. Everything is taken care of."
"Thanks, Sebastian, but I was going to ask you something else." Ciel told him.
"What is it, sir?"
"I want you to keep a good watch all over town tonight for a mischievous little girl," He tipped his head to Maddison and went on. "Also, make sure that Mey-rin, Finny and Baldroy are all keeping an eye on her while we're gone."
"What about the ball, sir?"
"You're not going. This is a mission that needs to be resolved, a silly ball isn't as important as that. Besides, all Lord Francis really wants is to see me, I'm sure it wouldn't change anything if you weren't there."
Sebastian glanced at the girl sitting in front of the Young Master. "Miss, would you mind, dearly, if I could just talk to Lord Phantomhive alone for a minute?"
"Not at all." She replied and calmly exited the room.
"Now, what's so important that you had to make her leave?" Ciel sarcastically said, knowing what his butler would question him about.
"My Lord, I honestly think that letting Maddison stay any longer would lead to a terrible mistake."
"Oh, why must you question my ways all the time, Sebastian? I told you, I know what I am doing."
"She's too dangerous to be around."
"Look who's talking." Ciel smirked.
Sebastian sighed. "I am truly sorry, but I'm going to have to arrest her before our whole mansion is stolen." He turned and started walking towards the door.
Ciel opened his eyes widely as he grinded his white teeth. "What the bloody hell do you mean?! We both know you can't do anything without my permission, first!"
"Why are you so attached to this girl, Young Master?" Sebastian asked with his back facing him.
"What?! I don't feel any different about her than I do about Mey-rin or Finny!"
He continued to escape through the door, ignoring his master's commands.
"Wait, Sebastian!" Ciel jumped from his seat and raced in front of him. "If you touch her then I'll kill you!"
Sebastian chuckled, slightly. "My, you truly sound like a child. Everyone knows you can't kill a demon."
"Whatever! Just leave Maddison to me! I'll... I'll…" He froze to ponder about what to say. His butler looked like he knew what he was saying so he has to think of something good. "I'll take her to the ball with me!"
Sebastian immediately stopped in his tracks and looked at the young boy with an astonished expression. "You'll even teach her to ball room dance?"
"That doesn't seem hard. Of course I will." He lowered his voice.
He smiled big and tilted his head slightly to the side. "I wasn't really going to arrest her, you know that right? After all, there's no way I'd be able to truly disobey my Young Master."
"Then why the hell did you give me that heart attack earlier?!" Ciel screamed.
"Because, we both know that you fancy the girl!" He happily responded.
He sighed and started to walk away. "Shut up, Sebastian."
"And where are you going?" Sebastian questioned with a small smirk.
"Wouldn't you like to know."
Ciel knocked, gently on a door and patiently waited for Maddison to answer.
The brunette opened the door with a cocked eyebrow. "Yes, Ciel?"
"Maddison, I have some things to tell you." He said. "Do you mind if I come in?"
"No, not at all." She stepped aside to he could get passed her and then closed the door.
"You can go to the ball tonight if you want."
"I thought you said that you didn't want to be seen with a girl like me?"
"I didn't mean that. Do you wish to accompany me tonight?" Ciel held out his hand for her and smiled.
She grabbed his hand and smiled back. "Of course I will."
Ciel blushed softly as he shook like a nervous-wreck. Just the feeling of her hand in his made him feel over-joyed, it was that same feeling he rarely gets. He only receives these sort of emotions when he's with her… Maddison.
"You don't need to teach me to ball room dance, by the way."
"Why not? I thought you said that you didn't know how."
"I just didn't want to seem too girly, then." Maddison admitted as she shyly glared at the floor.
"But you're a Lady you shouldn't be ashamed of that." Ciel smiled. His eyes were soft while they stared into hers.
Lord Phantomhive's workers, A.K.A. Finny, Mey-rin and Baldroy, peeked their heads through a crack in the door, eagerly wanting to know what was happening with the two.
"Oh, they're getting along alright, yes they are!" Mey-rin stated with a devious smile and a tiny blush on her cheeks.
"They look like a cute couple!" Finny said aloud.
"Yeah, they look cute, but I thought Maddison was the one committing crimes for years in London." Baldroy said. "Why would he fall for a girl like that?"
"I have no idea, but what's he going to do about Elizabeth?" The endearing gardener asked.
The maid gasped and immediately covered her mouth with her hand. "I forgot all about her! Ciel's in big trouble, yes he is!"
"What's he thinking? It's not like him to cheat on Lizzie."
"They weren't the best couple, anyway." Baldroy said with his arms crossed over his chest. "I'm thinkin' we should support him."
"I guess we could. Ciel really seems to like Maddison." She smiled at the attractive couple in her head.
"What if Elizabeth's at the ball tonight?" Finny asked.
"Don't worry, she won't be coming, she has other business to attend to, according to Sebastian." He replied while keeping the cigarette inside his mouth.
"We should sneak out and watch them at the ball-maybe they'll kiss each other!" Mey-rin happily suggested.
"Yeah, we should! It'd be quite interesting to watch." Finny stated with a cheerful smile and glistening eyes that truly looked forward to that moment.
She held up an old-fashioned, black photography camera in her hands. "Ooh, I'll bring the camera to take pictures while we're there!"
Baldroy sighed and placed one of his hands ontop of his forehead. "Christ, Mey-rin." He could feel stress rising inside him.
This one sort of has a cliffhanger although it's not really a big idea other than you don't know if she's actually going to Lord Francis' Ball or if what Finny, Mey-rin and Baldroy predict what Ciel and Maddison will do there is correct. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed! Review, follow, favorite if you think this is going! And last but not least, to whom is reading this... I love you!