HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, I LOVE YOU. EVERY. SINGLE. ONE OF YOU. EXCEPT YOU, AND YOU. NO IM KIDDING. I DONT EVEN KNOW WHO YOU AMD YOU ARE. HAHAHAHAHA IM SO FUNNY. -gets shot-
I got a LOT of reviews- and it made me so uncomprehendably happy ; w ;!

Some responses:

To: Guest
Me? Imagining myself as Luna? What's the benefit of this. I imagine Luna as a bright girl with hints of dread and darkness to her, nothing more, nothing less. First of all, everyone has to dream that Ciel would leave Lizzy because he isn't even real... And I really would hate it if Ciel were real and liked me, because demons are NOT my thing. I swear to God, that you are either drunk or high on drugs for even telling me that I imagine myself as Luna :l. Sorry, but I'm a rude person.

To: Arisa
Aww, that's too bad ;_;. Two times every day!? Oh gosh, that touched me ; w ;! Let me hug you! -huggles-
Oh and thank you for bringing Abby here 8D

To: Wooimmafox1305
Oh God, your name is ORIGINAL XD! Yeah, I sorta tried to bring back Alois and Luka, so you'll see them later on ;). Thank you 8'D!

To: Abby
Thank you so much ; ▼ ; ! Oh, your sister is Arisa? Are you two twins or something XD?

THANK YOU FOR ALL THE REVIEWS.
I DO NOT OWN BLACKPOOPLER/KUROSHITSUJI.


.:; Luna's POV ;:. (First time, I know :D!)

I gasped sharply as I jolted myself awake. My vision was a bit blurry, but that's probably because I just woke up, but why would I be sleeping on the cold, hard floor?

I gently pushed myself up, blinking a few times to get rid of my blurry vision before looking around. I gasped once more. Where was I? The walls weren't the walls that I'd recognized belonged to the Phantomhive Manor, not to mention the long, dirty red carpet I laid on. The red carpet trailed from two, Gothic, wooden double doors all the way to what seemed to be an alter which remained only a few feet away from me. There were rows of wooden benches that were aligned to each other perfectly. I took note of how they were rotting slowly, moss somehow growing onto them.

I blinked. I was in a church, alright. But where? And how?

I closed by eyes and forced myself to remember everything which happened yesterday. A party... drinking. A potion for my eye to get better- and..!?

It took me awhile to realize that I was holding something that was as comparable to my upper torso, rimmed in a golden frame. I placed it outwards, my curiosity getting the best of me as I did so. I froze when I saw it. It was a picture- no... a portrait of me. Wasn't this the one I found in my house? How did it get here- and why was I holding it? I inspected the portrait of me, loving how the green of my eyes made them pop out more in the image. My eyes trailed downwards, my eyes narrowing when brown dirt blocked the bottom half. I hurriedly wiped it away, feeling jolts of excitement as my hand brushed over what felt like lettering.

I brushed away all the excess dirt and found myself gaping at the words on the bottom. The words engraved were not spelling out my name, but instead spelled out another name.

"E-L-I-C-E... Elice? Eh-lise?" I tried to comprehend what I had just said. It was almost like Alice, except with an 'E'. I felt a ring of familiarity as I repeated the name, over and over again, etching it into my mind.

Who was this Elice girl? Why does the name sound so... familiar? There was doubt about it, the girl in the image was me. Unless my father drew another picture... But I remember seeing this back in my house- except I remembered that the smile the girl who I had thought to be had a sweeter smile, not a dark, sadistic one...

Suddenly, I felt cold and began to tremble, the painting shaking as if a giant were approaching in my hands. I let go of the painting, accidentally flipping it over and letting it slide as I backed away from it.

I felt frightened.

Scared.

But why would I be afraid of a portrait- I should be more afraid of Ciel of all things! He was a demon, this was just a mere burnable portrait- yet what compelled me from it?

My nerves froze as I realized there was an old piece of paper attached to the back of the portrait. Wanting to know what it said, I neared it, using all the courage I could muster at the time.

My eyes followed the words as I read it out loud: "To my beloved daughter, Elice on her 6th birthday."

I sputtered for a moment as my eyes landed on a familiar scribble which I recognized to be my father's signature in his own handwriting. The words 'W.W' in fancy, clean, smooth handwriting.

My eyes widened in horror as I realized that I could've possibly had a sister- or maybe even a twin! How come I hadn't realized? I furiously shook my head, rejecting that thought and sending it away. If I had a sister, I would've known. Unless that 'sister' of mine was sent away years before I was born.

I plastered a stern face on myself before picking up the painting which I'd thought to be mine, clutching onto it as it was my very last memoir of my childhood and past. I had to find out who she was!

I stood up, examining the church once more. The white and red tablecloth with a golden cross on it was sprawled across a wooden table, specks of dirt covering it as it bathed in the sun's light- almost gloriously.

I smiled as I found a medium-sized pool of water which seemed to be created by the large, river-like crack which seemed to well itself with a small stream of water, my favorite colors, white and blue flowers blooming along the sides of the pool and small stream. I found this church cute, despite how rotted it had become.

The question now was: Where was I?

It didn't matter to me how I'd gotten here. All that mattered was where and how do I get back to the Phantomhive mansion. My stomach growled at me, telling me in an unnecessarily obnoxious way that I was hungry.

I gasped before grinning, placing a hand on my contract mark. I felt it tinge, sending a wave of heat from my fingertips all the way out to my body, coursing to my brain, sending me chills.

I had made a contract with Ciel. Had I not, I might've been dead by now. It is his duty to find me, and this will test him.

I smirked. "Come for me, my demon." I whispered through my chapped lips, knowing that he would soon come for me.

I then smiled sadly, staring at the Gothic, twin doors. It's only been a day, yet here I am; causing pounds of trouble.


.:; Ciel's POV ;:.

"This is not my fault, for God's sake!" Evarisse cried, tears of frustration and annoyance streaming down her pale, worried face.

"You liar!" I shouted back, my anger taking full control of me and my actions as I clenched my hands tighter around her neck. Though, I knew it wasn't her fault, I had to. If she'd reported to me that she'd though she saw the eye-healing vial underneath the table, I would've forced it down Luna's throat myself. Maybe Alois and his little brother had taken her... Would they plan to use her against me!?

"Young Master!" I heard Sebastian yell as he entered the room.

I felt another wave of rage crash down on me. If he hadn't given me alcohol, I would've been able to catch her in time- and also, if he hadn't re-lit the hallways, they could've found her by now, even though the turbulence outside caused quite an annoying predicament, making them lose her traces and scent.

I snarled as I faced my own butler with a disgusted look. "How can you stand up for this witch!?" I growled.
From beneath me, I heard her choke more cries. I guess I had hit a nerve...

Sebastian, within seconds, had shoved me off her, shocking me beyond belief. I eyed the scene unwrapping before me, Sebastian carrying the wtch bridal style as his demonic eyes narrowed at my own. "Do not call her that." He hissed, his face contorted in anger.

I scoffed as I saw the witch's face turn from one of sadness to one of gratefulness. What right did she have to even feel that way? And what right did Sebastian have to order me around?

The fact that the witch he held as of now had gained more respect from him then I had made my stomach twist in anger and curiosity.

Maybe he has fallen for her? Maybe they had shared a past together?

I quickly shook off my thoughts and glared at the couple. "What right do you have to order me around, butler?" I spat venomously, sneering.

This seemed to enrage Sebastian even more, but before he could reply, he cut himself off by replacing his enraged face with one of shock, keeping his grip on the woman in his hands tight as he stared at my left shoulder.

"What?" I hissed before glancing at my own shoulder, surprise washing over me.

It was glowing teal.

Quickly, I calmed myself, my anger slowly subsiding. I felt tinges of adrenaline coarse through me as I stared at it, my eyes widening when I heard my mistresses' words:

"Come for me, my demon." Her voice echoed through my head, bouncing off the walls of the room. Her voice attracted me; beckoned me to for me to come to her.

I smirked, standing up and patting off any dust on my black attire. I placed a hand over my heart and bowed at nothing, before whispering back to her: "Yes, my lady."

And with that, I leaped out the window, ignoring the shattered glass and headed out to find my mistress.


"Damn!" I cursed under my breath as I continued to search aerially using both my eyes to scan the forest below me for any signs of Luna. It's been about 30 minutes since I had begun my search, and yet I still couldn't find her. Sebastian once told me that sometimes her traces become hazy because she's in a holy place.

My eyes narrowed as I felt another tinge on my shoulder. It's been trifling with me for the past 10 minutes and I was unsure whether Luna had wanted to see me more desperately than she had wanted to before. Maybe she's in trouble..?

From the corner of my eyes, I saw a holy cross, standing straight. I stopped my actions and twisted around before leaping to that certain direction. The trifling from my mark was soon getting worse as I neared it. An indicator?


.:; Luna's POV ;:.

I was slowly growing tired of waiting for Ciel. It felt like it had been days since I've last seen them, and now I was bored, hungry, thirsty and even though I slept well, I was still tired. Maybe I slept walk while I was drunk? Maybe I was tired from all my sleep walking...

I heaved a sigh and sat down on the dirty red carpet, feeling the roughness with one hand by sweeping over it. I looked up and questioned myself silently.

"Should I leave?"

I thought about it for a second, looking up at the rotting ceiling before suddenly feeling alarmed when realization hit me. The ceiling could collapse at any second. I silently hoped that today wasn't the day where it would before walking over to the little 'pond'.

I smiled down at the white carnation flowers, mumbling a little 'sorry' before plucking one of them out. I gasped and smiled wider as an idea hit me. I should pluck a few flowers before I get back to my new 'home'! One for Ciel, one for Sebastian, and one for the pretty lady- Eva! I stood up, thinking over carefully what type of flower would represent who, and why.

A purple delphinium for Evarisse, because she is a bold, fun, joyful lady, a fennel- or a hydrangea for Sebastian because he works hard for Ciel, and Ciel could ha-!?

My beautiful train of thought was soon cut off by the sound of creaking wood and the door opening. I stood up stiffly, slightly scared. I twisted my head and sighed in absolute relief when I saw Ciel Phantomhive, clad in black, a smirk on his lips and with his eye patch off. I smiled and waved playfully. Sebastian and him were alike in a way, with all their 'clad black' clothing and smirks- though Sebastian's was a seductive one and Ciel's was usually playful in a rather... lustful way.

"Come in," I cooed, playing with the carnation flower.

"I can't," he replied, standing by the door, pinching the bridge of his nose, his eyes flashing demonically, causing me to shiver before remembering that demons couldn't enter holy places.

"You can't be that weak, Ciel." I whined playfully, a smile playing on my lips.

He twitched at this insult, an eye twitching in annoyance. "I would if I could, but this place..." he sniffed the air like an animal, "it has a strong scent to it."

"Oh," I responded, skipping down the stairs, flower still in hand. I closed in on him, watching him eye the flower with a smirk.

I gasped when he somehow carefully managed to snatch the carnation flower away from my hands, making me whine.

"White carnation flowers are supposed to signify innocence, sweetness, loveliness and simplicity," Ciel whispered loud enough for me to hear, taking the carnation flower and placing it over my right ear, "just like you..."

I flushed red. "I-I-I... Ummm... hmm." I shyly looked away, averting my eyes from his own, a chuckle emitting from Ciel.

"A simple 'thank you' would be fitting for a lady like you," he chuckled, brushing a strand of hair away from my face.

"Hmmm," I hummed, smiling at Ciel with a new found curiosity. I never knew he had a sweet side to him... "Thank you," I smiled, hugging him.

Though I hate it when people touch me, it's a bit different when Allen or Ciel does it... I don't know why. I felt a blush rise to my cheeks at the thought of Allen. I'd forgotten about him until now, honestly. I guess Ciel's been keepin' him away from my thoughts.

"Shall we go home?" Ciel smoothly asked, his voice sounding like a bell's ring to my ears. I looked up to meet his blood red eyes, feeling an unfamiliar feeling. What was I feeling..? It felt like something was flying about in my stomach... Unsure, I poked my stomach before nodding up at Ciel. Before he did anything, I grabbed the painting which was left discarded to the side until now, clutching it tightly for it was my last reminder of my father, past and childhood.

I watched Ciel's eyes go wide as he examined the portrait.

"Is that the portrait?" Ciel questioned, a mist of curiosity tinging his voice.

"Yes," I simply replied with a small smile. He'd probably question me why it'd said 'Elice' instead of 'Lunette', though.

"Why does it say 'Elice', and not 'Lunette?" Ciel asked in bewilderment, "Did you have a sister? A twin?"

"No, I'm sure I didn't..." I sighed, looking downwards at the beautiful golden colored rims before continuing, "Though the name seems really familiar. Can I tell you more about the past between this lovely thing and I when we head home?"

Ciel nodded and smirked and scooped me up, carrying me in a way a husband would do to his wife. I didn't mind though...

When the breeze of pine trees brushed against my face as we launched upwards, I immediately remembered to pluck a few flowers. "Ciel? Can we go find a flower bed with purple delphinium and a flower bed of hydrangeas?" I queried as we sprung up onto a pine tree.

"We have those in my garden," Ciel chuckled as leaped over high trees, "dear."

"Is that so..?" I mused, looking ahead of us. The breeze on my body felt nice; as if I was being refreshed. I shivered at the pleasurable feeling, smiling wholeheartedly.

Ciel said nothing but only nodded in response, pausing every now and then to see which direction he was currently heading in.

I stared up at Ciel, noting how handsome he looked up close though it seemed he had some feminine attributes to him. I didn't mind it; I actually liked it... I smiled before staring into his mismatched eyes. I loved his eyes. It was most likely his best feature, other than his unusual dark, teal-ish, grey-ish hair. His right eye reminded me of lavender for some reason, while his other eye reminded me of the mid-day summer's sky.

I turned my attention to the sky, reminding myself that for some reason it was a beautiful day today, though it was cold. The sun was out and there were no clouds to be seen. Perhaps today would be a good day. It was unusual to see clear, bright days near the end of November after all...

"Admiring the sky, Luna?" Ciel smirked, his blue eyes staring into my green ones.

"Of course," I smiled, "the sky is beautiful today, too, don't you think?

"Too?" Ciel chuckled, "Yesterday the sky was bleak and dull. You call that beautiful?"

"Nature is beautiful." I simply stated before adding on, "Stars are beautiful, God is lovely, Angels are lovely, Demons are lovely, people are beautiful," I paused before grinning, "you're beautiful too, Ciel."

"Well, thank you," Ciel smiled, rolling his eyes at her, "you are too."

"No. Kill yourself." I spat, narrowing my eyes at him.

I was anything but beautiful or pretty. I was an eyesore, that was for sure.

Ciel only sighed, his eyes landing on the painting I held so dearly with one hand. "Elice, hm? I like that name..."

"I know right?" I agreed, "It's like another way of spelling 'Alice'!"

"We're almost there," Ciel whispered loud enough for me to hear.

I blinked twice before nodding. Today was going to be another long day, wasn't it? I wanted to see that 'Jim' boy again, though I highly doubted I would ever see him again- along with his brother or friend, of course. I also wanted to see Elizabeth for some reason... I felt the need to make her a friend.

Even though I didn't like her, and she didn't like me...

It's worth a shot, after all.


.:; Meanwhile with Sebastian and our dear Evarisse ;:.

Sebastian stood silently, holding the shaking woman in his hands. Ciel had just leaped out of a window, going away into the depths of the forest to search for his mistress.

Sebastian's eyes trailed from the broken window, to the sharp shards of glass, then to poor Evarisse. He stared at her tear-stained face. He pitied her, and he was glad that he'd stood up for her...

"S-S-Se-basti-an..." She whimpered before heaving sharp gasps. Her eyes were wild, her pupils small. Her eyes were dull, her face unusually pale. She gripped onto Sebastian's sleeve, not wanting him to leave her alone. She hated being called a witch, though she knew how to make small remedies and potions. It was only because she had tried to heal her dying loved ones before, at the ripe age of 6, indulging herself in books about alchemy, black and white magic. And somehow along the way when she had needed help on how to read Latin, she had found Sebastian... The grown man was enraged and felt depression at one point in his life, and gladly, Evarisse was there to be with him.
A coincidence. Fate, as some may call it.

That's how she'd met him. By sheer luck.

So they both helped each other out, Evarisse by singing her heartfelt, warm song to him, while he helped her decode Latin writing.
And that's how they'd come to know each other. They gradually grew closer to each other, though Sebastian had thought that the last he'd see her was the first day she had seen him. Always, Evarisse would find herself in that same place where Sebastian and her had first met, asking him what this and that would mean. He would always find himself waiting for her there too, knowing that she'd come sooner or later.

Even though she knew that he was a demon, and he was older than her, she'd began to develop feelings for him.

It wasn't until Evarisse was 15 that Eva- not Sebastian Michaelis, but Evarisse Delic finally told him off, telling him that they should really stop seeing each other because they both had their own business.

So they parted. Until a day ago, when they'd both recognized each other by passing by each other.

Sebastian frowned at her continuously violent shaking, sighing and walking over to a coach they had in that room.
"Did he hurt you?" Sebastian queried, laying her down and placing her head on his lap. He carefully brushed strands of wet, sticky hair on her face, taking out a handkerchief.

She shook her head, still gasping for air that she'd lost when the Phantomhive brat had choked her. Her hands flew up to grab the handkerchief, trembling as she did so.

Sebastian rolled his eyes at her, dodging her hands which began to claw him as he wiped her face of all the salty liquid. "Evarisse, please stop moving." Sebastian sternly said, trying to force the woman who had been squirming beneath him to stop moving.

"B-B-But..!" Eva cried, her crying still continuous.

"Please listen to me," he softly sighed.

After a few minutes of struggling, Eva finally stopped squirming, the tension in the room rising as nothing but silence filled the air.

Sebastian was first to break the silence. "Are you fine now?" He asked her noting how she'd stopped crying even though the forlorn look on her face was still firmly planted.

"Yeah," she replied in a soft, silent voice.

Sebastian knew that he shouldn't even care for this weak, human girl. She'd do no benefit to him, except heal him with her voice and food, but even though he knew this, why did he feel the urge to care for her?

Ah, yes. It was most likely because she had helped him through depression... Maybe it was because he felt indebted to her.
Maybe.

Thinking that this was his answer, her smirked, removing her head from his lap as he stood up.

She made a little whining noise which he had found cute.

Sebastian turned around to face Eva only to be charmed by the sight.

The woman had wide, innocent eyes, a hand out to reach out for him while her mouth was turned downwards into a small, cute pout.
"W-Where are you going..?" She asked him her hand still trying to reach for any part of his clothes, landing on his tailcoat.

"Honestly," Sebastian sighed, "I just planning to get a violin and play to you," he smiled.

Her face immediately brightened up. She loved music- especially when it seemed heavenly to her.

Taking this as a cue to leave, he swished around until he was yet again, stopped by Evarisse's hand on one of his coat's tails.

"Take me with you," she pleaded him with a hushed tone, her voice coming out like a sweet, soft whisper.

Sebastian smiled. "As you wish," he articulated, swooping her off the couch and into his arms. With that, he sharply turned and walked to the doors, hauling them open with one hand and exiting the room. He smirked. He would fix the window later. His first priority was to fix his dear friend first.


.:; With Ciel and Luna ;:.

"How did you even grow all of these!? It's winter!" Luna scoffed in disbelief as she eyed all the different kinds of flowers around her and Ciel.

Ciel shrugged. "My butler does all the work, after all." He stated in a bored tone.

"Where are the delphiniums? The purple ones..." Luna asked, raising both eyebrows, her apple green eyes staring into his mismatched ones.

"The purple delphiniums are..." Ciel trailed off, coming closer to her with every step he took.

She froze for a moment. Was he going to pull off another Ciel, or was he just going to point out where it was?

"Over there." He smirked as he saw her freeze. He loved teasing her.

"Oh," she sighed, turning her back to him and running over to the purple delphiniums.

Ciel rose his eyebrow, noticing the hint of disappointment in her voice. Did she... like his advances towards her? Ciel smirked at this new-found situation between himself and his mistress.

Luna frowned, carefully plucking a purple flower out from its roots. Her eyes landed on a patch of hydrangeas. She immediately raced towards it, taking a beautiful hydrangea which had colors ranging from hues of blue to purple, making it look charming.

"How about for Ciel..?" I asked herself silently, hoping he couldn't hear her. Her eyes trailed off to a flower bed of different colored roses. She smiled.


"Are you done your little flower picking?" Ciel questioned, raising an eyebrow at the flowers she held. One delphinium and one hydrangea.

"Pick a flower for me, Ciel." Luna responded with a sweet smile of her own.

Ciel blinked twice, giving her a quizzical stare before nodding. Like he had a choice not to when she asked him to, anyway. He immediately searched within his head for a flower that would match her. The white carnation flower she wore on her head was one thing, but what could be another that matched her?
He smirked and walked over to the group of roses, carefully plucking a fresh white one out and showing it to Luna. "White roses mean of purity and innocence," He said, smirking at the sight of light pink painting her cheeks.

"Does it have to be white?" She whined, taking the rose from his hand and inspecting it carefully.

"Do you not like white?" Ciel asked, curiosity bubbling over him.

"I love white, Ciel." She smiled before turning around, carrying the rose with one hand and the others with her other. She quickly snagged the portrait which was once again, left discarded onto the floor.

With that, Ciel tailed her to the entrance of the mansion. From far away, he could hear a melody being played with both piano and violin. He could tell Sebastian was the one playing the violin, but who could be playing the piano in such a professional way? Could it be Evarisse?

As they slowly opened the twin doors of the Phantomhive estate, the music could be heard much louder, except with Eva's singing along with it.

"It sounds beautiful..!" Luna gasped, her eyes widening in joy at the sound of music filling her ears, echoing throughout the mansion.

Ciel himself was speechless. It was indeed, a simple masterpiece.

Ciel snatched Luna's right hand, pulling her along with him up the stairs, and turning to the direction of the noise. She followed him with no complaint, knowing that he was probably taking her where all the lovely ruckus was coming from. There were three pianos in Ciel's mansion, one in the drawing room, one in his bedroom and one in the lounge. The music seemed to seep out of the doors of the drawing room. They could hear Eva's beautiful, heartwarming voice ring through the whole mansion: "Chs hymma en famfa der ciel, chs plina en grlanza art fhyu..." Impatiently, Ciel rushed over to the drawing room and swung the doors open, letting the doors slam into the walls, causing the music to stop abruptly.

Of course, the two musicians were none other than the infamous Sebastian Michaelis and Evarisse. Eva had her fingers frozen onto the piano's ivory keys, shock flooding her eyes. Sebastian did nothing but frown at Ciel and Luna before smirking, beckoning them with a finger to come in.

Luna walked forward, clutching Ciel's hand, holding the portrait to her chest. "Look what I found!" She exclaimed, dropping Ciel's hand and placing the flowers onto a small side table. She took both hands and pushed the portrait outwards, watching the two in front of her carefully.
Their eyes widened almost simultaneously, Eva gasping. She shot up, running over to the portrait.

"How did you find it?" Eva slowly said, still recovering from her slight shock.

"I found it in a church," Luna simply said.

"The church reeked of something sweet, yet disgusting and annoying..." Ciel commented, scrunching his nose up at the putrid smell.

Sebastian rose an eyebrow at this. He'd have to investigate on that certain church soon.

"In a church..?" Eva blinked twice. Before Luna could say anything, Eva quickly cut her off, "Elice? Who's Elice?" Eva narrowed her eyes at the suspicious name. "I remember seeing 'Lunette' but definitely not Elice..."

"I don't know either, but the name rings to me as something familiar..." Luna responded.

Ciel eyed Sebastian who only smirked and stood up in response.

"Sebastian," Ciel glared at his butler, "this is an order. Find out who this 'Elice' girl is!"

Sebastian bowed, "Yes my lord," he responded with a smirk.

"Go!" Ciel sneered, his demonically bright eyes glowing in hues of pink and red.

Sebastian smirked and left within a matter of milliseconds, the doors behind him closing shut.

Luna and Eva looked at each other with confused faces. Ciel swiveled around to face them, a smirk playing on his lips. His eyes narrowed down to Luna.

Luna gulped, her eyes widening as he cheeks turned red as Ciel neared her. Each step he took added more tension, making her a bit nervous.

"You," he growled in a possessive way, suddenly wrapping his arms around her waist, eliciting a sharp, frightened gasp from both ladies in the room. "You're intriguing me more and more, now aren't you, Luna?" He smirked as she tried to squirm out of his tight hold.

"It's not like I try to or anything!" She complained, glaring at Ciel before noticing how short the approximation between her and him were. She pushed her head back and away from him as he leaned down to inhale her scent, causing her to blush.

"Ciel!" Eva cried, her eyes burning with anger and disgust, "Too young!" she growled, taking out a fan from between her breasts and smacking him on the head with it.

Ciel flinched, slowly turning his gaze to Eva. His eyes were blood red, his pupils slits.

Eva wasn't fazed by this. Instead, she smacked him on the head again. "Sexual harassment! Public display of affection!" She shouted, hitting him once more. Obviously, she wasn't scared of him as much as she was before. "You disgust me! The least you could do is wait 'till you turn 20 years old!"

"PFFBT!" Luna scoffed, laughing in Ciel's arms. Her laughter turned more obnoxious and loud as seconds passed to the point where she couldn't help but hug Ciel as an attempt to make herself stand. "What a sad life!"

Ciel rolled his eyes at her, watching her laugh as she wrapped her arms around his neck to support her stand up. Ciel took this as a chance to bite her ear in a rough fashion.

"Ooh, what..." Luna's breath hitched when he pulled away. She touched her bitten ear and blushed. She ripped herself away from him and ran to Eva.

"Disgusting." Eva commented with a sly smirk. She turned around to Luna and smiled. "Do you know what language I sang in?"

"N-No..."

"It was a made up language my town made in Philippines. We call it the 'Hymmnos'!"

"Sounds nice... Will you sing for me?" Luna shyly asked, giving Eva the puppy eyes.

"Of course," Eva softly smiled at Luna. Though she didn't know Luna, she felt the need that she had to get to know her.

"Chs hymma en famfa der ciel,
chs plina en grlanza art fhyu,
chs hasyu en zassyen der sielp,
chs bister en rana anw dor,
was yea ra messe anw briyante.

Wassee anw fane lusye,
wassee zess frawr bautifal en afezeria,
wassee en chs SUBLIMATION,
was yea ra omness chs ciel sos infel iem, Wassee!

Wassee!" Eva sang, her voice sounding angelic. It was almost as if she came down from the heavens in a human's form.

"Wah..." Luna gasped, feeling warmth spread through out her body, tingling her senses one by one. "Can you teach me how to sing like that? And also, I want to sing a song with you, so can you make some lyrics for me..?"

Eva grinned, proud of herself. "We shall practice singing together then, and yes, I shall prepare some lyrics for both of us!" She grinned at Luna who returned the smile before gasping.

"Umm," Luna quickly ran to the small table, taking the purple delphinium and running back to Eva. "This is for you," Luna softly said, shyly bringing her hands out to give the flower to the woman.

Eva gasped. "How sweet of you! Thank you," She thanked Luna, taking the flower carefully by hand.

"A purple delphinium because it suits a fun, joyful, bold woman like you- but I still dislike you for getting me tipsy." She quickly added onto the end, pouting at Evarisse.

Eva laughed, smiling. "Sorry. I was a bit on the edge yesterday, too."

"It's fine."

"So that's what the flowers were for?" Ciel said, raising an eyebrow in curiosity at his mistress' antics.

"Yes, one for Sebastian, one for Eva, one for me and... none for you." Luna sleepily said, her eyes drooping. She was still tired from everything, and seemed like she needed some rest.

"Why doesn't he get one?" Eva asked with a curious tone.

"Because he's been naughty! In many ways more than one." Luna narrowed her eyes in repugnance.

Ciel rolled his eyes. "Fine," he sighed. He slowly approached her, making her get goose bumps. He sighed, getting tired of how frightened she'd get when he would near her. He scooped her up, causing her to gasp. "Time for us to take a nap," he said, keeping his yawn to himself. He was also a bit tired from everything today. He couldn't nap properly, knowing his mistress was somewhere out there, possibly with his ex-enemy, Alois Trancy.

"Us!?" Luna exclaimed with a shocked, dull tone.

"Yes, now if you'll excuse us, Delic." Ciel curtly said, turning around and walking out of the drawing room.

"Evarisse is fine! I'll give this to Sebastian!" Eva hollered as the door shut, taking the portrait and laying it down on the table for her to examine.

Luna squirmed around, trying her best not to squish something.

Ciel rose an eyebrow. "Do you want to sleep, or not?"

"Of course I do!" She frowned, her eyebrows furrowing as her eyes narrowed at his eyes. She then fought back a blush, seeing how good she thought he looked without his eye patch. She averted her eyes, covering the smile on her mouth with her hands. "Why am I feeling like this?" she asked herself inwardly, biting her lip as she smiled at nothing.

"Then please," Ciel paused, leaping up two cases of stairs, making Luna shriek, "stop squirming."

They continued on down the corridor before Ciel finally turned to his left, opening a pale, white door which lead to Luna's room. He liked the smell of her room. It smelt like honey, for some reason. Be it her hair or natural scent that caused this, the room didn't smell like this before. He quickly told her to change, putting her back down. She did as she was told, grabbing a white gown before rushing into the washroom.

While Luna was changing, Ciel sighed to himself, laying on her bed. Then, he felt a wave of dizziness and sleepiness hit him, causing his head to crash down onto her comfortable, white pillow. Ciel took note of his sleepiness.

"Sleep is a luxury for us demons, is it not? So I might as well take this chance and sleep well for the first time in years..." He told himself inwardly, he sat up, taking off his shoes and socks, discarding them off to the side. He landed back down onto the pillow, letting his eyes flutter close as he made himself comfortable on her bed, switching positions, and just like that, he fell into a deep slumber.

A few minutes after he had fallen asleep on her bed, Lunette came out of the washroom, startled when she saw his sleeping form on her bed. Knowing he was sound asleep, she tip toed to the bed, not wanting to disturb him. She let out a little yawn, feeling tired herself. She bit her lip, laying herself down onto the bed, leaving the curtains open for the afternoon sun. She ignored the fact that she was hungry, feeling like she needed to sleep more than she needed food. She rested her head down onto the pillow, pushing her hair and bangs upwards so it wouldn't annoy her skin when she slept. She stared at Ciel's sleeping face, finding it cute for a rude, sharp, mature demon sleep like a child with a small frown on his face.

She stopped for a moment, fixing her thick, white dress straps then fixing her puffy dress skirt. She took out her white rose and the blue rose she had kept hidden somehow and smiled at Ciel. She placed the white rose onto her plush white pillow before taking the blue rose.

"Ciel," She softly whispered, nearing his ear, "I know you probably can't hear me, but thank you. Thank you for everything you've done so far for me... I know it's only been a day, but I know I'm causing great trouble to you. I'm a nuisance, I know that, but thank you for everything..." she whispered into his ear silently, her voice soothing. She lowered her head before kissing his forehead gently. The kiss was soft and caring until she finally dropped her head back onto the pillow. She gave the flower to Ciel, placing it in one of his open hands. She held the white one with her own. She moved closer to Ciel, wanting to feel warm. Her eyes closed, a smile on her face as she finally felt warm. She moved her legs closer to his with a smile before snuggling herself closer to his whole body.

And just like Ciel, she fell asleep.
She fell asleep with her seductive, cute, demonic butler.


"To my beloved daughter, Elice on her 6th birthday." Eva read out loud, feeling herself get interested in the words. She'd remembered seeing 'Lunette' instead of Elice when she watched through Luna's past, but she never in her entire life came across anything named or knew something named 'Elice'. It intrigued her to see the name for the first time in her life, and it intrigued her even more when she knew that it wasn't Lunette's. Though if she remembered correctly, the name 'Elice' was said many times in Luna's past. Could it have been a sister? A friend, maybe? She hoped silently that Sebastian would get all sorts of information for her to know about.

Eva sighed, her hands plopping down onto her lap as she slumped her shoulders, feeling tired for some reason. She rubbed her eyes and sighed. She'd have to make another remedy for Luna to drink, and she had to make sure it tasted good this time.

"Now then," She exclaimed, stretching before staring at the door with a smirk. "Time to work!"


"Hello, Miss." Sebastian smiled, adjusting his tie as he said so. The stood in front of a woman who seemed to be keeping track of all the books they had in the library. "Where may I find the letter 'E' section?"

The woman smiled at him before pointing to a case of stairs. "On the right, the third shelf."

He bowed to the grey haired woman, smiling falsely. "Thank you," he thanked her, leaving to the direction where she had pointed at without another word.

"No problem," She chirped before turning her head away to do what she was doing before.

Sebastian climbed his way up the stairs. He continued on straight and turned to his left, immediately finding the 'E' section where the woman had told him to go. He searched through the books carefully, looking through every single page until he found a small yet thick book in the very back.

It had the words written in bold letters:

"William Walker's Diary: 1882"

"Walker?" Sebastian said, familiarity clear in his tone and eyes, "Now what is a diary by someone doing here?" he asked himself silently.

He opened the first page and read it to himself, liking how neat the handwriting was.

1882: January 20

It's officially been a month since my wife has sold my only daughter away to earn more money.
How selfish she is.
I regret it.
I tried to bring her back...
I tried very, very hard to bring my only daughter back.
My daughter was just turning 6 when my Lisolette sold her.
Lisolette... how could you?
You sold her for 105 pounds...
We could've both earned that money, you know?
I write books for a reason... for us to eat.

The sad thing is, I never remember my daughter's name, so I call her Lunette instead.
If I try hard to remember my daughter's name, I remember it starts with an 'E' and ends with another 'e'.
Was it Elyse? Elise? I don't remember...

I'm a shameful father, aren't I?
Unable to remember my only child's name...
I'm disgusting.
Lisolette is also disgusting...
How dare she!
I had painted a portrait of my daughter, too.
I'm very sorry Lunette.
I'm a terrible father.

-William Walker

Sebastian blinked, his lips which were once a thin line morphing into a smirk.

"I think I just might've found something interesting, but then again... what is this doing in the library?" He asked himself before flipping another page.

1882: February 20

I have decided that I shall write in this little diary once a month, on the same day my daughter was taken away from me...
Lisolette found out about this diary.
She found it, but she told me all she saw was the sentence 'The sad thing is, I never remember my daughter's name, so I call her Lunette instead'.

So she told me she hated me for forgetting our own daughter's name, and she made me remember how to say it, and spell it.
E-L-I-C-E. Elice. Eh-lise. Elice. E-L-I-C-E. Not Lunette, but Elice.
Lisolette told me that her name derived from Elysion, a Greek myth.
E-L-Y-S-I-O-N.
Elice... Elysion...
From Latin, Elysium, but in Greek Elusion.
Illusion and Elusion.
What was the difference..?

Lisolette had also told me that Elysion- or Elysium- or Elusion, which ever it was, was a concept of afterlife which was separated from Hades, therefore reserving itself for mortals- or humans related to the Gods and other good-willed things.
It was also another word for 'Paradise', a place where everyone feels and finds nothing but pure bliss.

I loved the idea of it, but still...

I don't want to hear her say that, though.
She has no right to hate me.
She sold Elice off to a farm filled with slaves.
I remember my daughter's face.

It pains me to see her angelic face turn into one filled with pain and sadness as she was taken away forcibly.
I yearn to see her again.
I want revenge.

Sebastian smirked. Sebastian was sure that they didn't know it was here, so he looked around if anyone was there before sneaking it into his coat, making sure that the bulge was barely visible. He smirked again before turning around, heading out with the diary tucked inside his overcoat.

"This will be good," He commented smoothly as he descended down the stairs and exited the library, heading straight back to the Phantomhive Manor.

Surely, this evidence would prove of great excitements.

Little did he know that the evidence he'd just found unlocked a whole new set of events, and those events waited.

A long journey had just began.


AHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUEHUE HUEHUE lul idk.
So yeah, there's my chapter for the week. I just realized that it's kinda easy to write 5k+, so you might be seeing 10k next time or something.
I'm staring at everyone else's and I'm going like 'lel, I write good lengths'.
I swear to god, by the time this story is done, it'll be 200k+ of words. I SWEAR.

Yes, a long journey has just begun, though I might make it quicker then expected. I'll try not to, because patience is the key to everything.
It's the key to making stories more thrilling and better too.
Yeah, Lunette isn't her real name.
It's Elice.

Elice Walker, to the rescue~!

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Thank you for reading this chapter~
I hope to see you on the next one.
Baiiiii~!