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Raven
Ciel Phantomhive refused Sebastian Michaelis's friend request.
The stark difference between his eye color and mine were the first reason I even took interest in him. He was a short boy, with blue tinted black hair and gorgeous deep colored azure blue eyes. He wore a fine blood red, golden trimmed tunic over a pair of fitting leather pants with high healed leather boots that reached just below his knees. He wore a heavily jeweled golden necklace, the kind that princes in the olden days wore, that presented a cross resting pleasantly against his chest. He looked nothing less than what he dressed himself up as. He didn't wear a mask, rather, a simple, black eye patch that hid what I knew would be his other beautiful blue eye. He was an elegant, high power prince of a made up kingdom. A simple silver crown adorned his beautiful long locks.
I noticed that, though beautiful and elegant, he was alone, nursing a single glass of champagne close to himself. I couldn't leave him there standing all alone, it would be an easy picking for the crows and wolves of the party.
I walked over to him as quietly as I could but the moment I set my eyes on him, his head turned towards me, watching me, almost as if I had called out for him. And by God, when our eyes met, I felt a feeling out of this world. His eyes, or eye, held mine and I felt my pace towards him quicken.
It was almost like he was challenging me with light eyes, to urge me forward with only his stare. His posture changed from stiff to lax, almost like he too was under the spell of my presence, as I was with his. But that couldn't be possible, right?
When I finally reached him, standing but a few inches away from him, I couldn't even find the right words to say. He stared up at me in amazement, staring, searching, before his look suddenly turned seething. That simple change snapped me back to reality and I raised a single brow.
His voice was like listening to Angels sing. I saw a hint of heaven. "You're too tall." He said bluntly.
With that said, he turned and walked away. I couldn't help it, I laughed. He stopped mid stride for a mere second before stiffly walking again. I followed him pleasantly, a grin plastered over my face. I realized he was simply too cute for his own good. Those stiff shoulders to his potent legs walking away from me were just mesmerizing. He couldn't be older then twelve. Though me being almost fifteen didn't make me feel like a pedophile at all. Why would it? I'm only about two to three years elder than him, not like my parents, being fifteen years apart.
He walked for awhile, almost dancing through the mounds of other masqueraders before stopping in front of a lady dressed all in red. She wore a red bird mask with black feathers standing out from both sides. Dots of gold covered the sides of the mask, and also along the rim of the mask. The rim of the eye-holes were painted black, as to add emphasis to the wearer's eyes. It hid only the top part of her face and nose. Her lips were dressed with bright red lipstick, making her lips look plump and ready for a kiss. She kind of freaked me out. But, I knew this lady, she was the woman known as Madame Red. I don't know her trade, only her legend of her extensive love for red. She was a hard woman to miss, especially for her love of parties as well.
I stayed back as he conversed with the women and I watched in amusement as he was crushed in her slightly above average bosom. He pulled away awkwardly and stiffly, as he shook his head. He mumbled something I could not comprehend before fixing his crown that shifted from it's place from The Madame's hug.
Madame Red stood, and giggled quietly to my angel, before she said "I see a boy dressed in red, and he's looking divine.I must know where he bought that suit. I must buy it for you! I'll see you later, okay?" He nodded, and with a slight bow, he watched her stride away before slowly turning towards me. I relished in the thought that he knew I was there, without even looking towards my gaze.
His eyes- eye, finally looked at me, and his stare bore into mine before he sighed. He waved me over and I happily obliged him. He was too mature to be a simple twelve year old, but I couldn't assume too soon. I didn't even know his name.
I stood close to him once again and watched in pleasure as the frown on his face deepened a bit and he looked away. I barely caught the dark blush painting across his face but I smiled, well, smirked, knowing I caused it. I was having too much with a boy who barely said three words to me.
We stood like that for awhile, content with our own thoughts and watching others mingle and dance. I focused slightly on a boy with dashing long red hair complimenting on Madame Red's attire before shifting my attention on the boy next to me. He glanced over the moment I did and our eyes met, once again.
Something inside my stomach shifted and the beating of my heart stopped. I balled my hands in fists as I forced myself to look away and bring my heart back to life. It was in a frenzy, and I didn't understand the causes for it. Did the boy do this to me? If so... how?
The boy coughed, asking subtly for my attention. I turned to him. " If you did not have the grace of an aristocrat, I would have assumed you as a servant."
Lovely way to start a conversation. "Well, maybe that is how I want people to see me as."
To simply explain, my costume for this foolish masquerade was that of a common wealthy family butler. I wore the tailored tailed suite and gloves. I wore a pin on my chest pocket that if looked at close enough, it would be blank. At the moment, I belonged to no family. A simple white mask hid my eyes and the top part of my nose from view.
I expected maybe a reply like. 'What, the scum of the earth?' or 'The useless grim under our feet?'
What he said caused shivers, shivers, to run down my arms. I never shiver. Ever.
"You are tired of the life of an aristocrat, so you try to become one with the common people. You want to feel and experience life...a normal life...right?"
I didn't expect the sound of insecurity to ever come from that mouth. He sounded almost desperate, hoping that I would agree with his statement. He hopes that I feel the same...
"Yes." I pause, unsure how to express my next thought, "This life...I know I'm meant for something more, something different...And if dressing like a commoner will help me realize what it is, then I will do so every day."
He was silent for a moment, contemplating, calculating, predicting moves like chess. I realized at that moment, that I had to have him. This boy, this child, was...different beyond words.
He took an ethereally small sip from his glass before handing it to me. I look at it questionably but he spoke before I could ask. "Then I will help you."
I took his glass from his giving hands. I dared not to touch them. "And how will you do that? Make me become your servant?" I asked.
A small demonic smile appeared as he turned towards me. That evil smile clouded my every thought and mixed my feelings and emotions like a tornado. His eye was burning, bright, and determined. "That is exactly what I will do. Become my servant, and I will make you feel like those who are thought to be below us. I will give you a meaning, a life, in exchange for your services."
I stared at him with wide eyes, before kneeling on my right knee, head bowed, and right hand over my heart. I knew at that moment, I would have bowed before him either way. This boy, was simply amazing. He was my new life, without even knowing it. I couldn't help but lay my life, heart, and soul down for him.
I knew it was fast, I barely knew him. What I'm doing now is foolish and unthoughtful, but I realized, I was moved. Even so, I don't regret what I'm doing. I must get know this beautiful angelic boy with his breathtaking face. I felt something for this child. At the moment, a emotion filled my body. I don't know what, but it was strong, and it burned my chest at the very thought of living forever for him. But really, what other choice did I have?
An angel was giving out his hand, promising help, promising life, and how could you not greedily reach out and grasp it?
Slowly, I looked up to find him smiling a true little smile, his eye curved happily and small thin dimples appeared. I was awestruck. This...this boy, truly was an Angel. God himself must have brought the finest ingredients to create such a divine creature.
"Stand, servant." His voice ran through my body like a mantra.
Something on my face must have surprised him because his face looked befuddle for a moment before his cool exterior washed over once again. "Your eyes are like the blood of our bodies."
Why did he have to speak like an Angel; his words sounding like those straight from a poem. "And your face, sharp, perfect, almost unearthly so. Tell me, how old are you?"
I smirked slightly, "I turned fifteen about an hour or two ago. May I ask the same of you, master?"
"My Lord."
Huh? "Excuse me..?"
"Call me 'My Lord.' In truth, I am an Earl. So it would do to address me accordingly."
I couldn't help it, I had to smirk. "My Lord, you seem to be avoiding my question."
A scowl instantly greeted me with a small growl thrown in. "Learn your place servant! It seems I need to teach you manners before I call you my butler."
I place my right hand over my heart sarcastically, only to be given a deeper scowl. "Yes, My Lord."
With a role of his eyes, he gives me his first order. Tie his shoe.
The night played out in the same manner. He ordered simple little orders that I happily performed and we passed small personal information. I realized our new relationship was a mix of master and servant and friendship. It was strange, a little confusing, and highly amusing all at once. I decided that I enjoyed it greatly. Especially when I was allowed to tease my little master under the pretext of his butler.
I liked that new nickname; Bocchan.
Somewhere during our new union that night, it somehow wormed inside his tiny mind that I remind him to much of a demon. So it now became where I was his demon butler. In exchange for my services, he will teach my life, as our contract. Did he not realize he simply gave me life by simply being there? No...he did not, but that is fine with me. He will learn soon enough.
As our night came to a close, I bowed lowly to him, kissing his palm, and fixing up his slightly untidy attire. I tightened his eye patch and lovingly ran my fingers through his hair. He swatted my hand away angrily, but he could not hide the blush that made its way across his face. Who was he trying to hide from?
"My Lord, the night comes to an end. If you will grace me with your name, I can continue being your dutiful servant for the rest of my demonic life."
He was silent for a moment before he smiled sadly and shook his head. I tilted my head at him in a questioning manner.
"For now, I will simply call you Raven...I do not want to know your name. Nor at the moment I do not want to share mine."
I stared wide eyed at my Bocchan. Did he really mean that? Something in my chest hurt. He smiled, this time genuine, but still sadly.
"If this is meant to be, then we will see each other. If we are meant to be together, to be with one another, then let this be a test. No matter how long we wait. If we meet by chance, or at another party, all by chance, then I know it is meant to be. We will know, and we will continue, with nothing holding us back."
"Are you willing to take that chance Bocchan?" I swear I didn't sound whinny, at all. It was more of a almost hushed whisper.
He chuckled lightly and I felt my heart swell and become light once again. "I am known to take chances I shouldn't. I know we are meant to be. I know it."
I wanted to question him, to demand he listen to reason, anything, but the words didn't come out. Instead, I placed my hand over my chest and bowed. "Yes, My Lord."
He was silent for a minute before suddenly grabbing my coat and bringing my face close to his. His breath danced across my lips and everything in my body stopped functioning. We stayed in that position for an eternity before he got the courage, before I got the will, to do anything. He licked his tongue across his dry lips nervously, and didn't notice that his tongue brushed lightly against my own lips. My breath caught in my throat.
Oh god, he wasn't...was he?
Before I could even begin to think of all the things that tongue could do, he moved his lips to the side of my face and placed a small soft kiss on my cheek. His mouth hovered by my ear and he whispered lightly, never realizing how his voice caused convulsions to run all over my body.
"I am only two years younger than you."
He placed another soft kiss on my cheek, whispering "Happy Birthday" before detaching himself from me and walking away. I stood there, dazed, amazed, delighted, depressed, everything! My Lord, my Bocchan, just kissed me! Yes, he teased me a bit and kissed only my cheek, but that was more than I could ever hope for! By all the demons in hell! I needed him.
With speed only a demon could have, I ran after him as fast as I could. I needed a name for My Lord. Something to call him every time I thought of him. To put a name to a face, a beautiful angelic face.
I snatched at his wrist, careful not to hurt him. I would rather die then be a reason for his pain.
"R-raven?-"
"What may I call you My Lord? What name would you wish me to speak of when I think of you?" I asked out of breath, feeling my lungs constrict out of both lack of air and nervousness.
He was silent for only a second before sighing, "Anything you seem fit Raven."
I slowly release his wrist and take a step back, bowing lightly. "Then I shall call you Smile. You have the most majestic beautiful smile. I wish to forever remember that smile."
Sometime during that evening, Madame Red came around again and took pictures of almost everyone, stating it was all for inspiration. For what, I do not know. But I wish to take the one of my Bochan, because it caught the small tiny smile that made my heart lose it's rhythm and become erratic.
He was surprised for a moment before blushing. "Whatever...that's fine."
There was pause, uncomfortable, but in a sense, content. "I will see you then."
He nod his head towards me before following after Madame Red. I can now assume he came with her.
I watched his figure walk away and could only smile. What. A. Day.
"I will find you Smile, My Lord, My Bocchan. You can count on it." I whispered solemnly to myself.
On January the 5th, 2009, Sebastian Michaelis gained a new name and status. He is now a demon butler known only as Raven. On that same day, he fell in love.
Ciel Phantomhive accepted Demon Raven's friend request
"So let me get this straight, this Ciel guy doesn't know you as Sebastian, but as some guy named Raven at a party from two years ago?" Claude asked mockingly, staring at Sebastian over his glasses.
Sebastian's piercing dark eyes gleamed with something akin to anger before sighing to himself. He wondered why he had to go blabbing to his enemy, Claude. He was simply to happy to care though. He finally got to reconnect with his master. How he is going to love rubbing it in the young boys face.
Claude watched in amazement as Sebastian stared at nothing in particular and was so absorbed in his own thoughts. This Ciel kid must be something to get the Sebastian Michaelis thinking about anything but Facebook and video games.
With Sebastian in his own world, Claude put it upon himself to check out this Ciel kid and see what was so great about him. He looked him up easily, the significance of his last name lost to the speckled wearing male, and almost instantly dropped his phone. No, he didn't know the boy personally, but Lord, the boy was gorgeous! Two sharp blue eyes stared back at him through his screen and only after staring for a few good minutes did Claude have the strength to send him a friend request.
To Be Continued
A/N: Before I bore you with my important but unneeded author's note, I want to give a shout out to my awesome beta, InnocentUke97! She is now my newest favoritest person. She made this chapter even better then what I first typed out. Better thank her, she made me happy, and we all like a happy author don't we? -pulls out knife- DON'T WE?
...-cough- Anyways! I'll be out for awhile as I'm in Cali and I won't have time nor the patience to write anything new so I wont be updating for awhile. Hope this chapter is enough to fill you all up until my next update.
Thanks again InnocentUke97, you're the best! Tell me what you guys think? :)