AN: Huzzah! Fourth… Fourth Chapter!

And, I have something I should be telling everyone before I continue this fanfic. I actually haven't finished the manga yet- I just finished the Phantomhive murder cases, and I think I'm on chapter 50. I'm still reading it, and loving it. I just wanted to let everyone know, and I thought it was pretty important…

I think the schedule is 2-4 days. If it's any different, I'll let all you guys know!

Enjoy the chapter~!

Memorial Scars: Chapter 4

"What?"

Tsunami just stood there, absolutely dumbfounded. "E-excuse m-me? C-case? What sort of…Case?" She said, in shock. "What's g-going on? Judgement? Wha-?"

Ciel clicked his tongue, impatient. "Tsunami, if you would just stop talking right now, I could explain." He glared at her as he said this, and she shut up instantly. She blushed a bright red, thanks to Ciel. He smirked to the expression he produced on her face before speaking.

"I'm sure you know what I do as the Queen's watchdog, correct?" When Tsunami shook her head, he sighed. "I believe you have forgotten over the years. A Phantomhive 'cleans up' after royality, but to be up to date, Queen Victoria. For this case, I am required to hunt down Judgement and place them in their right place. We either take them alive, or kill them." The last two words sent chills down her spine, cold.

Ciel's eye suddenly took on a rather dark look not meant to be for his age. It seems doing the work of a Phantomhive changes you, thought Tsunami sadly.

"I don't mean to be disrespectful to her Majesty, but…" She trailed off, looking down at her shuffling feet. "What did Queen Victoria do to require such work from the Phantomhives?" She looked at him, confused.

"I believe she had some ugly trading issues with them. I'm not exactly sure what she traded with them, but she ended up deeply regretting it. It was so bad, that I'm supposed to find them. She never gives me all of the clues—she always leaves me hanging," Ciel told her, his lovely british accent standing out.

"In that case, do you need their appearances?" Ciel nodded, and Tsunami asked him, "Do you have some papers and drawing utensils? I remember their faces clearly, and I think I'm a rather accurate drawer. I also remember the interior as well, so I am able to draw the landscape too." Ciel nodded once again and rang his bell for Sebastian.

Just as he rang it, he heard a soft knock on his door. Sebastian appeared beyond it, stepping in the room gracefully. He bowed lowly at their presence.

"What is it you need, master?" Sebastian questioned. His black tailcoat fluttered as he stood back up. Tsunami looked back at him from where she was standing, in front of Ciel. She greeted him by waving her hand and he smiled back. Ciel twitched, a vein nearly popping furiously. He coughed, interrupting them as modestly as he could.

"Find ten, white drawing papers, and several proper artist's pencils," Ciel ordered strictly. Sebastian bowed once again, before exiting the door, shutting it with a quiet click. "Now, Tsunami, in the meanwhile, do you possibly remember anything else regarding Judgement other than their looks?"

"Yes. I remember the personalities and relationships of each person. I was around them longer than a year, resulting in my memories. Mors, the leader of Judgement was a cool, calculating, and persuasive boy, much like a venomous snake luring their prey into her territory. He was always the most intelligent out of all of them- he's so smart it's insane. He was never truly attached to any of them—I think they all were like tools to him."

Ciel had a small, red bound book on his desk, writing down everything she said, silent. She saw his pencil moving back and forth, making little ticks and strokes, creating letters. He nodded for her to continue, as his hand had ceased moving.

"Vindicta is a proud and arrogant girl, never truly trusting anyone. She's always alone, but Mors is her exception. She always acted differently around him, like a fan girl who's in love with a popular boy- but everyone knows those relationships tend to not work out. Her future looks ugly."

Ciel wrote as she talked, and then quickly flipped a page.

"Dolor is girl that loves to induce pain in others, resulting in a very creepy personality and a rather gory perspective. She thinks bloody things are rather funny, which is very odd, if I do say so myself. She seems close to Iratus. It always looked like she wanted his love, and to possibly be his girlfriend. She still acts herself around him, but everyone notices a slight change in her actions."

He wrote. Tsunami paused for a second to let him to finish writing, as what she said was a lot. When she saw he stopped moving his hand, she continued.

"Iratus is a very temperamental boy. He tends to rush into battles, and gets angry easily from insults. He acts differently around Dolor, and they seem to be close. I think he feel the same as she does. Despite his temper, I heard he's a very powerful opponent in battle. They also said, 'He has the power to even rival a demons.''"

At that last comment, Ciel shifted uneasily. Tsunami was about to ask him what, but he glared at her, cutting her off. She glared at him back, not seeing what the problem was, but dropped the subject.

"Anyway, what were you saying? Who was next?" Ciel asked, wanting no time to be wasted by silence.

"Ah, I'm sorry. Next is Maesta- she's a depressed, shy girl. Even if she looks shy and meek, I heard she was amazing at stealth, and killing silently with needles, or anything for that matter. She seems to be close to Tristor, who is her brother."

Ciel took notes. (AN: -like a boss! I felt like I had to add that there…)

"Last but not least, is Tristor. He's a nervous, stuttering boy. There is one odd thing about him, that if he starts crying, that means he is going to kill you. It means he is mourning for the death of the victim. He is close to Maesta, as she is her sister, and…That's all of them…" Tsunami trailed off, having nothing to say.

"…Thank you," Ciel mumbled after a while, as he was writing down all of the information Tsunami was saying. "You may go now—Sebastian will drop of the drawing supplies to your room. When you're finished, come to my room to drop it off, no matter how late."

Tsunami bowed, than began to walk toward the door. Midway, Tsunami halted, and turned around. "Wait. I deserve an explanation." She looked determined, looking at Ciel straight in the eye, forcing him to respond.

"For what? I don't recall-"

"I'm talking about your past. I gave you an answer—give me one. You've had enough time to think about it, I dare say?"

Ciel gritted his teeth angrily.

"…Fine. I will give you an explanation, as you put it, Tsunami Mizu. Since you what it so much, I'll tell you. My parents were murdered, and I was the only one left alive. They burned me right then and there, on my back, and burned down the original Phantomhive mansion as well. I struggled intensely, but I was weak. I was taken as a slave and tortured. No one came for me. Eventually, I had escaped, and became the head of the Phantomhive family as expected," He said shortly.

His sentences were short and general, not bothering to go into detail. He obviously didn't like to talk about this at all, and she was mostly like first one he told, or at least one of the first ones. He averted his eyes, not trying to make eye contact with her at all. He turned around in his chair, facing the window, his back facing Tsunami.

Raindrops rolled down the window from the slightly drizzling weather. The room was silent, except the rain from outside, hitting the transparent panels with soft patters. Tsunami broke the silence.

"Did someone…help…you?" She questioned softly. Her eyes glittered under the light from the candles on his desk, illuminating the entire room with a yellow-gold glow.

"…." Ciel was quiet.

"Ciel…Tell me," Tsunami pleaded.

"…No, and that's final," Ciel confirmed. Tsunami couldn't see his expression, as he was turned away from her. Tsunami frowned, but protested no more, since she could tell he wouldn't give any other answer.

"I suppose I will be leaving," Tsunami noted. Ciel did not move. Tsunami waited for him to respond (or even grunt at the very least), and he did not say anything, she sighed and turned toward the door.

She wasn't sure if he heard her at all, but she didn't care in the slightest. Under her breath, she murmured, "You're so unpredictable and mysterious at the same time, Ciel Phantomhive." She left the room without another word, leaving Ciel be.

As she shut the door, Ciel turned around, and faced his desk again. He glared at his closed door and groaned at the back of his throat in pure irritation—little did she know, he heard everything she said, and, boy, did those words make him think.

-MSMSMS-

"Hello, Ms. Tsunami! Good morning!"

"Hey, rich girlie. What the hell did the master want?"

"Hi, Miss! Will you be staying?"

Tsunami was staring at the floor, her face burning with anger. As she looked up, she saw Maylene, Bard, and Finny standing there, from left to right, respectively. Maylene had a slightly worried expression on her face, as she had seen Tsunami's furious expression. Bard had a poker face, staring at her, and gave her a curt nod. Finny had a hopeful face, his huge eyes glittering.

"Good morning!" Tsunami greeted. "I'm fine, Mei-Rin. They're so need to worry," she insisted, seeing the maid's concerned face. At this, Bard and Finny looked her strangely. "What?" she asked. "Is there something on my face?"

"No, ma'am," Bard said. "It's just that… Who on earth is 'Mei-Rin'?" Finny nodded fiercely in agreement. Tsunami blushed, and covered her mouth, and giggled.

"Oh, that's my Japanese accent coming in again. You see, even though I have lived in Japanese for quite a while, my old Asian accent comes up again every so often, even some of my Japanese words. That what makes me say Mei-Rin as…Mei-r-lene. M-mei-r-lene. Ugh! I can't do it…" Tsunami moaned at her own incompetence, rolling her eyes at the ceiling. "Curse you bloody Japanese acce—nt!" She yelled..

Bard and Finny looked at Tsunami like she'd gone insane, but luckily for her, Maylene had started explaining to her fellow servants what the pronunciation meant.

"Since her Japanese accent tends to switch pronunciations, Maylene is pronounced Mei-Rin," Maylene explained hurriedly, not wanting any confusion at Tsunami's way of speaking, and confusion of her sanity.

"Oh! I knew that," Bard scoffed. Tsunami would've sweat-dropped if she wasn't so infuriated with Ciel right now.

"Ah, that makes more sense!" Finny exclaimed brightly. At this, Tsunami would've agreed if she wasn't the one saying "Mei-Rin" and wasn't Japanese, but no.

"Anyway, what's got your panties in a twist?" Bard asked his poker face slowly to a grin. Maylene sputtered, "Bardroy, that's so improper! Don't speak like that to her!"

"Bard, don't you dare say that ever again, but this time, I will forgive you- just this once," Tsunami seethed. "If you must know what's got my panties in a twist, it's your petty little master." Her face glared at all of them, even though they did nothing. They all flinched, and stepped back about an inch.

"P-petty l-little m-master?" Finny stuttered nervously. "A-are you t-talking about C-ciel? W-what's s-so annoying?" He had a confused look on his face. His eyebrows were furrowed in confusion.

"Annoying? You want to know what's annoying, my friends?" Tsunami fumed irritably. The bottom of her right eyelid twitched abnormally. "You want to know what is annoying?!" Bard, Maylene, and Finny all stepped back several spaces, clutching onto each other as if their lives depended on it.

Maylene's circular glasses fell off her face, since she was shivering so much. Finny's eyes were shimmering as they were starting to fill with tears. Bard had an irked expression on his face, even though he wasn't really irked—he was actually pretty scared, but he was a man, so he couldn't act like a scaredy cat.

"Ciel is annoying, that's who! I tell him my past, and he's supposed to tell me his- he does, but he doesn't even tell me the entire thing! I do, and he- he- he-! I don't even want to talk about it, god dammit!" She screeched, furious. Her face was red with anger. Her eyes were flashing dangerously. Her hands were clenched into tight fists, the skin over her knuckles white from being so stretched out.

She madly ranted on, her voice ringing and echoing. She had clearly been holding in this anger, but she couldn't take it anymore, and exploded. When she had stopped, she was panting. Then, Sebastian practically appeared out of nowhere, and asked politely—

"Are you quite done yet? You were disturbing the young master's studies greatly."

She whipped around, seeing Sebastian by her side. He was death-glaring at her under the glasses he wore while he was being Ciel's music teacher. She flinched, and in a flash, back away from him, crashing into the wall. She laughed nervously, rubbing the back of her head with her hand.

"Oh, hello, Sebastian! I didn't see you there! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb Ciel!" She spit out, flustered. She let out a dry laugh of anxiousness, and quietly stepped away, moving toward the now straightened up servants. "I apologize. W-won't happen again!" Even if she seemed to be sort of nonchalant on the outside, her heart was thumping at top speed inside of her chest. The butler had a rather scary, frightening aura surrounding him, freaking the crap out of her.

Sebastian narrowed his eyes. "Good. I appreciate it. From now on, please refrain yourself from raising your voice so." He bowed stiffly, and then strode back to his place next to Ciel, who was in the music room, who was probably passing time by playing some notes or songs on his elegant violin.

Once he was gone, Tsunami left out a puff of relieved air. A single drop of sweat rolled down her neck. "He's gone, Tsunami. He's nothing you need to worry about anymore," She comforted to herself. Her hand was on her chest, and she could still feel it thumping hard inside her chest.

Ba-dump, ba-dump, ba-dump, ba-dump.

The Phantomhive servants were giving her strange looks. Tsunami just noticed this when she looked around to face them.

"What is it?" Tsunami inquired, curious. She squinted at them, her eyes narrowing in the process.

At that, they all burst into noise, asking a thousand questions. Tsunami yelped in surprise, and waved her hands frantically, attempting to calm them all down. When that obviously didn't work, she tried talking.

"Stop! Stop everything- I mean, talking- right now!" She exclaimed, exasperated. They shut up one by one, starting with Maylene, and ending with Bard. Tsunami sweat-dropped in slight pity, especially at Finny, whom had a hand clamped over his mouth to prevent him from speaking. Oh, really, Finny? (Ah, and I nearly forgot. For future reference, don't use cheap tape to cover one's mouth. It doesn't work at all.)

"Alright, one at a time, people." She pointed to Maylene with her index finger. "You can go first, if you'd like."

"You s-seem rather different around Sebastian! Is there something wrong with h-him?" Maylene questioned. She was swirling her foot on the floor in anticipation, staring firmly at it.

"It's just… Well, Sebastian gives off a bad vibe that I don't like. It's like he's a being of evil or something- I just can't trust him. I'm… It's just… Well… I'm sorry," She finished lamely. At this answer, Finny had an incredulous look.

"How can you even say that about Mr. Sebastian—?!" Bard held Finny back by grabbing his wrist, and shook his head, saying no without talking. Finny, after a few deep breaths, bit his lip in turmoil, and looked away, silent.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to insult Sebastian, or any of your feelings. Forgive me, but that's truly what I think," Tsunami whispered, disconcerted by Finny's negative reaction.

Bard was next, as Finny refused to even look at her, or even speak to her at all. "How did you get master to tell you his past? He won't tell us. It's frustrating."

"I don't know. I don't know, Bardroy—it's a mystery. Maybe he just trusts me?" She wondered, mainly to herself. Bard shook his head in argument, his cigarette smoke path trailing around in a slight gray wave.

"Master trusts no one—maybe only Sebastian at most. Heck, he even lets you call him Ciel, he tells you his past, and he lets you stay at our house, and we have no idea why. What the hell is going on with him?" Bard pondered; annoyed that he couldn't figure anything out. He stomped away, dragging Finny along with him, since he was locked under his iron grip. Maylene saw this, bowed swiftly, and chased after them, wanting to catch up.

Tsunami was left alone, standing in the hallway in silence. A shiver went up her spine, and she felt goose-bumps trail up her arms. She rubbed her hands on them, heating them up, and jogged back to her room. It was seriously really cold in there- they needed a nice fireplace, or a heater.

When she reached her room, she found a stack of beige-tinted papers on her oak dresser, and a set of drawing pencils next to it. She smiled, as she loved smiling, and it would help her get rid of her stress. She grabbed them, and found a hard surface and began to draw…

MSMSMS

Ciel didn't know what it was.

It was a new feeling. It was a bubbling in the bottom of his stomach, mainly when he saw Sebastian and Tsunami together. It was absurd—and he hated it, because there was only one emotion to describe it.

Jealously.

It was so ridiculous, Ciel tried to push it away from his mind, trying to convince himself that was just a lie. Unfortunately for him, he knew jealously was the exact emotion he was feeling, and the bubbling in his stomach constantly reminded him of that.

He bonked his head against the desk in his pure frustration. He winced, because he hit it to hard. He lifted a hand to his forehead, to find a small indent of mark.

That girl- Tsunami- made him want to trust her. It was like she had this effect on other people around her that made them trust her. It didn't matter if you didn't know who the hell she was, because you would want to trust her regardless. She was just so inviting, too nice.

Believe it or not, it affected him too. He wanted to trust her, but he knew he couldn't. That was an absolute no. He couldn't just spill the beans about his entire life, his contract with Sebastian-! Never. That was his secret; secrets were never made to be told, were they? That was why they were called "secrets", not "common knowledge".

It kind of stressed him to not trust her. She gave him information so willingly, and gave him her story as well, and it didn't seem like something you share with some person that just picked you up on the street. It was unexplainable, and it made him frustrated, but he didn't dare confide in Sebastian.

That wasn't all of it. He liked something about her, whether he wanted to admit it or not. He liked it.

He liked that she treated him like a regular person.

Most people treated him like a kid who didn't know what he was doing, or as The Earl/The Queen's Watchdog, with extreme respect. Nobody treated him as Ciel anymore. He wasn't Ciel. In their eyes, he was "The Queen's Watchdog", "A stupid, stuck-up kid", or "The Earl of Phantomhive".

He hated it.

Tsunami- Tsunami. She treated him like Ciel. Just Ciel. Not a kid, the dog of the queen, or an earl.

Just. Himself.

She was even honest around him- he began to suspect she trusted him. Nobody trusted him anymore, either. It everything he could've wished for in a person. He still needed to test her abilities—if it was good, he would consider her stay here as a servant, or a helper, depending on the results.

He groaned, and swirled around in his chair once. He knew what he might've felt, but he wasn't certain, and he certainly didn't want for it to be that. He yawned once and stretched hands high above his head. He blinked a couple of times, and rubbed his eyes. Then, he heard a knock on his door.

"Ciel? I have the drawings."

It was Tsunami's voice. He smiled, but just barely. It was almost invisible. If you looked closely, you could see the corners of his mouth were raised slightly.

"Come in," He replied.

It was decided… Or partly decided.

He might just trust her.

Just maybe this once, he could break down his walls, and let her in.

Maybe.

AN: YES! IT'S DONE. HUZZAH.

I didn't like this chapter much either- I think the end was cute, but it might have moved just a bit too fast. I promise- the Ciel X OC will come. I promise! I want to get to it too, guys!

Anyway, please tell me what you think! If there's anything I can improve on, or if anyone is too OOC. (such as Ciel—he so hard! Grah!)

Thankies! Please review!