Hidden Secrets 8

By Female Heero Yuy

Disclaimer: If I owned Kuroshitsuji this would be in the manga. XD

Okay this chapter has parts that do talk about incest. So i'm warning you now about it. To answer this question in advance. No there is not a sex scene about it. Only talk.

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The person's shadow drew near as Camiel's eyes trembled in fright. She didn't know what to do to keep the man from drawing closer to her hiding spot. She turned to see if there was any way for her to escape, but she was trapped.

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The man walked towards the crate, something inside of him telling him the woman he was looking for was nearby. He heard a small shift, and creeped closer to his destination. Looking around the stacked crates he sighed in disappointment. As it was only a mouse that'd made the noise.

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Camiel looked at her savior in shock. She was on her knees as she clutched her child to herself. Her savior was a girl who appeared to be no older than 15. With short hair in a neat cut along her jawline. She more a tight shirt of leather that hugged her form to show her curves. With tight pants that looked impossible to get into. With fingerless gloves that went up to her upper arms. Her black eyes looking down upon her as if Camiel was nothing more than a commoner. She knew that this girl. Was the same as she. A crow demon. "I thank you for saving me." she still looked up at the girl. The girl had litterally pulled Camiel and her baby through an opened portal moments before the man turned the corner to where she once stood.

The girl still looked down at her. As if analyzing Camiel for a moment longer. "I sense my brothers blood on you." she stated bluntly. "The stench of a woman who's been mated and given birth."

"Brother?" Camiel repeated in question.

"Follow me." she started to walk off. Making Camiel all the more confused. The place she was in was desolate. The sky was red. The trees looked dead. Truly she was back in the world she'd forgotten long ago. She got up and followed the girl through the long path that seemed to have no end. After what seemed like days, but was only hours they came upon a castle that shined black. Camiel looked overwhelmed at the massive size of it, as it was 100 times larger than the manor she'd been living in up until then. "Hurry up!" the girl ordered. Bringing her back to her senses.

After abit more walking they came upon a throne room. And on that throne was a man. He looked regal, noble, and mighty. Wearing clothes of times of old. As if he were a vampire of sorts. He looked down upon them from the steps they stood just below as if he were bored with them simply being there. Camiel looked around and saw a group of girls huddled to the left of her. Each looked the same yet obviously varied in age. But the oldest appeared to be no more than 27. She had long hair that was wavy. Was rather busty, and looked to be one of the few who dressed as a noble woman. Wearing a simple black dress with puffed sleeves. Now that Camiel had had a better look. She could see there was a total of 14 girls, not including the girl before her. All with black hair and black eyes. Varying in lengths and styles. Some looking like rebels like the girl who appeared to be 15 had. And others looking out of sorts.

"Vianne. What is this?" The man looked suddenly interested as he leaned forward on his throne. His voice boomed with authority.

"Father. I believe I have found a clue to my brother's where abouts." she dropped to one knee and lowered her head. "This woman has the scent of my brother, your son, as does the child she keeps."

He stared at Camiel intently. "Indeed I sense the blood of our family within the babe." he muttered. "Woman, who are you?"

Camiel jumped when he acknowledged her. "I...I am Camiel...This...is my son...he was born only hours ago on this very night." she stated with a hint of fear.

"Tell me the name of that child's father." he demanded.

"...A...Adrian...his name was Adrian." she shuddered as she clutched her child to herself. Her baby squirmed in her arms, as he didn't like how tightly she was holding him. He whined as he continued to squirm in her arms.

The man's eyes went wide, and he stood up suddenly. "You dare to say my son and you mated? And this is his child!"

"Indeed." she responded with haste. "My love and I mated to create a symbol of our love."

"And what of my son! Tell me! What of my son?" he seemed desperate.

Camiel's tears started to fall as she remembered what was stated to her. "I'm sorry...he's dead." she spoke in barely an audible whisper. But the man heard it clear as day. As he fell back into his seat.

"Dead?...My son...is dead?" he repeated as he couldn't believe it. "Camiel you stated was your name?" he asked.

"Yes."

"Ahh..I've heard of you. You were captured by humans many decades ago were you not?"

"It is true..."

"This explains why you seem so...human though you are a demon." he mumbled, but heard the baby whine. His eyes grew wide as he seemed to finally spot the child hidden under Camiels robes. "The baby..." he seemed to have a revelation. He watched as Camiel opened her cloak and cooed at the child to calm him. He started to cry, as his mother rocked him in an attempt to silence him and urge him to sleep. "Bring him here!" he ordered.

Camiel looked up at him. Eyes wide as she could only stare at him even as her child continued to cry.

"I gave you an order girl! Bring me my grandchild!" he demanded.

Camiel looked to the girl who seemed to be the eldest. She nodded with a smile as if to say it would be alright. She slowly ascended the stairs until she reached the top and hesitated. He held out his massive arms. And she could now see he was a rather muscular and large man. Possibly 7 feet tall in height. She couldn't tell. She slowly handed him her child. But wouldn't step away for so much as a second.

The baby still cried even in his arms, and he offered the baby a finger, and coddled him. Rocking him gently, which seemed the opposite of how Camiel thought he would act. Soon the baby stopped crying, and started to giggle and reach for the offered finger. "He is strong." he smiled as the baby clutched his finger. "He has his fathers eyes."

"Indeed. He recieved such beautiful eyes from his father." Camiel smiled as her fears seem to lessen.

"What is his name?" he asked of her.

It'd dawned on Camiel, that she had yet to name her child since he was born and her departure. "I'm embarassed to say...I have yet to name him." she looked to the floor in humiliation. This didn't seem to displease the man in the slightest however.

"Then I shall name him after his father. From today you'll be known as Adrian the second." He held the child before him. The baby just giggled and cooed as he was held above the mans head.

Camiel's eyes went wide for a brief moment, but then smiled. "Truly, it is a fitting name." After all he was all that was left of her mate.

"Leave us!" he ordered. Making Camiel jump in confusion. "I wish to spend some time alone with my grandson."

"But sir...he's only..."

"I said leave us! I shall call for you when you are needed. Until then you will be in the care of my daughter, Helmia." he nodded to the girl, whom Camiel assumed to be the eldest.

Helmia put her hands on Camiel's shoulders. "It'll be alright. Father is rather gullable with babies. No harm will come to him." she comforted.

Camiel's was pushed softly as she saw her child in the arms of his grandfather.

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Camiel was shocked as she'd been taken to a room. The room was vast with curtains coming from the ceilings to the floors, with lavish pillows all around. "What is this?"

"This is the girls room." Helmia responded. "Only females are allowed in this room. But don't worry. Our father just does this as he's very over protective of us. 15 daughters can be quite the handful you know. Sadly my brother was the only son, and his loss is a great hardship. It was his duty to keep the family name going. And now...poor father...to lose his only son." she started to weap. "My brother..."

"I'm sorry." Camiel hugged her. "I am a poor excuse for a demon."

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It'd been days since she started living in her mates house with her child. Only called to feed her child from her breast, and sent back with his daughters to be in their room. But today was different compared to most days. Today she stood beside her father in law. Cradling her child. While Helmia was on the opposite side of the throne of her. The other 14 girls below in the spot she'd seen them when she'd first arrived. Below them was a male. With white hair and blue eyes. He wore garments of red as if they were a second skin.

"Durath. Why have you come here?" her father in law demanded.

"My lord, as you know, my own family and yours face great hardship. You have lost your only son. While my family, can no longer bare children, as the women have become baren. Even my own siblings cannot bare children. I have come to you for a compromise." he bowed.

"A compromise?"

"As I have said you have lost your only son. But it is shameful for a male crow to not have a mate who can bare children. I wish to join your family, and to have a mate to regain the honor that was lost to my family."

"I see." he scratched at his chin. "Which of my daughters did you have in mind?"

"I wished to gain the hand of Helmia sir." stated bluntly.

"This I cannot do, for I have chosen her to be my own mate for the time of courting."

"I see, then perhaps the one beside you?"

"Surely you jest? She is my son's mate. And as you can see she has a child. I cannot starve my grandchild for your mating pleasure. Besides, as per my order she is in mourning until I deem otherwise. And when that time has ended. I will make her my own mate when the child is old enough. Perhaps you would fancy Vianne? She has become the ripe age for mating. And has never been touched. She would make a suitable mate indeed."

The albinoed male crow looked to Vianne. "Hmm, indeed she seems to be most adeqate. Will she be able to handle me I wonder?" he smirked slyly.

"Indeed, she might give you a run for yourself." he laughed, then clapped. "Vianne, Durath shall be your mate hence forth from today. Do me proud and bare him many children, hopefully a male."

"Yes father." she responded.

Camiel looked mortified at the conversation that took place before her. Deep down she knew if she'd never been captured she'd be just like the other females around her. But she'd been with humans and was forced to learn some human morals and values. "My lord..." her voice trembled, even as she watched, Vianne and Durath leave. "You cannot be serious."

"Of course I am." he stated bluntly as he retook his grandchild. Knowing fully what she spoke of. "My daughter Helmia shall be my mate, and later you too shall be a mate of mine. There is no choice for you as a female. And when my grandson is of mating age he shall pick from the available females in that time." he watched as the baby cooed at him and was reaching for him.

"But that's so..."

"Be silent!" he shouted at her. "Since you mated with my son that makes you apart of our clan, and as the lord of this clan you shall do as you are told and nothing more! Is that understood!"

"Yes...my lord." she looked to the floor in humiliation. But her eyes flickered with a hint of witt.

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As the months passed it was now the time of mating. Camiel sat in her seat beside the throne as Durath, Vianne, and Helmia stood near the throne. Her father in law cradling the baby one last time.

"The time of mating is upon us and we shall go to the mating quarters during that time. Camiel, you shall care for my grandson during the 3 months we are gone."

"Yes my lord." she waited for him to hand over her child. Over the months she'd become worried, but seemingly was the obedient female. But deep down, she was angry. Her demonic side slightly coming forth from the buried depths of her mind. But it was slow. And her years of captivity had lessened her demon senses. The only thing she was grateful for, was that her son was learning to be a true demon. He'd learned to crawl and walk during her time there. But he was still too young to speak. She watched as her father in law set her child on the floor and he stood on wobbly legs and slowly made his way towards her with open arms.

"Gah!" He held up his arms indicating he wanted to be held. "Gah! Gah gah!" he was all smiles. She smiled and picked him up. He hugged her and cooed. She kissed him on the side of his head and he giggled, snuggling into her arms as he yawned.

"Beatrice. You shall watch her to ensure my grandchild is safe." he ordered his other daughter. She appeared to be 19 years of age, but very wise.

"Yes father." she bowed. Her hair was tied back in a bun. And she wore clothes as if she were an archer of some sort.

He got off his throne, and walked towards a door that'd been forbidden for anyone to step through prior. It was the mating quarters. What was inside, Camiel didn't know. Nor did she want to find out. She turned away as the doors shut and locked from with in.

"Usually it is forbidden for males to enter the female's quarters, but father has instructed me to allow my nephew to come as he is only a babe."

Camiel nodded. And shuddered in revultion as she suddenly started hearing the sounds of mating coming from the quarters. It was apparently not sound proof as she heard moans of pleasure. She covered her childs ears, as she started to walk away. It was not a life she wanted for her child. When she got back to the room. She went directly towards her favorite spot. Which was a windowsill. It over looked the lands and was a rather comfortable spot as the winds blew to allow cool air. Her babe rubbed his face against her shoulder as he prepared to sleep. Putting his thumb in his mouth to suck upon it as he was taken to slumberland. "I'll do my best to keep such traditions from you." she whispered so the other females wouldn't here. "This much I promise."

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The three months felt all too short for Camiel, as she sat on her spot beside the throne. Her child in her lap, playing with a toy he'd been given. He chewed on it happily as it doubled as a teething ring. It was already becoming worn as his fangs had started to come in. The doors to the mating quarters opened. Her family walking in as if they'd done nothing for the time in the room. Her father in law sat upon his seat and held out his arms.

"Give me my grandchild." he ordered.

Camiel hesitantly obeyed. Her child looked at his grandfather puzzled for a moment, even as he recieved a smile from the elder man. He looked to his mother and reached for her. "Ma! Ma ma!" he called. He'd learned his first word only a week before. And he used it frequently.

"Ahh he's learned his first word!" he said cheerily. "He is rather smart for his age. Not even a year old, and already walking and speaking."

"Yes, he's very smart." she smiled. This made her proud as her child seemingly enjoyed to learn new things. But he was also quite the handful as he would run her ragged with his play.

"Ma..ma.." he got teary eyed, as he wanted his mother.

"Aww it's alright." he cooed at him. But jumped when the child started to cry. Tears streaming down his face in torrents. "What did you do to him?" he shouted at Camiel enraged.

"I did nothing my lord. Three months is a long time to go without seeing you. Perhaps he is fearful of you since he has not seen you in so long." she stated mundanely.

He sighed as he tried to calm the crying child. But soon gave up and handed him to his mother. The moment he did, he sniffled and stopped crying. "Perhaps you are right. But I will ensure as he grows that he will be calmer beside me, as he will be my heir to the family." he watched as the child put his thumb in his mouth. He raised a brow at this action but said nothing. "After all he'll have to learn to be a proper male."

"Yes my lord."

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The years went by far too fast for Camiel. Vianne and Helmia both bore children, whom were both girls. And were already pregnant with their second children. Her own son was grown steadily, and was the age of 7. She wondered where the time went. As he was now being tutored, when she swore before he was only in diapers.

"Mommy!" he ran to her and hugged her legs.

"Oh my..." she picked him up. "When will you learn your not supposed to come into the female quarters?"

"But mommy, I don't likes to be alone with uncle Durath. He smells funny." he scrunched his nose to emphasize his point. Making his mother giggle.

"But you know your grandfather hates it when you enter this room."

"But I wants to be with you." he gave her the most pathetic puppy dog face he could muster.

"Oh, how could I say no to such a face?" she hugged him tightly. Her father in law didn't know it, but she'd been giving her child private lessons when she could. To keep him from being what he called "A proper male crow." She did not wish for her child to only care for mating. She wanted him to be well rounded. Like a human child would be. To sit on a throne all day was so lazy. Even when she was a prisoner she was granted things to do. Such as sewing, or drawing. Her father in law sat on his rear most days. It surprised her he wasn't fat. But she supposed it was due to him not being a glutton. The females were always fed first and foremost. Her child being the exception.

She put her child down so he could go and play with his aunts, who coddled at him. Telling him how adorable he was and such. He was rather enjoying all the attention he was getting. She turned away for a moment to take a breather. When suddenly, her child was beside her.

"Look mommy! Auntie Celly gave me a goldfish!" he held it in the palms of his hands, it was flapping about as it wasn't in water and was dying. "She told me to do this." he suddenly squished it, killing the fish and putting it out of its misery. "Look mama! I killed the weak!" he said happily, smiling at her with nothing but innocence.

Her jaw dropped like lead at what she'd just seen her child do. Apart of her was proud that he'd done it. The other part of her was mortified. She picked him up and sat him on her lap, whispering to him so the others wouldn't hear. "Don't ever do that again." she scolded him.

His smile fell as he looked at her confused. "But why mommy?"

"It's wrong. To pray on the weak and kill them mindlessly. How disgraceful." she muttered.

He whimpered as he now felt that he'd disappointed his mother. She was his world, and to disappoint her made him feel horrible. "I'm sorry mommy." he started to cry. Wiping tears from his eyes. "I just wanted to make you proud."

She was taken aback by his statement, and her features softened. "You could never make me un proud of you." she kissed him on his head. "Remember what I told you?"

He wiped at his eyes to dry his tears. "In the face of the family do as they say, but don't abide by it?" he stated in a questioning manner as if he were unsure..

"That's right." she smiled. Her eyes twinkling in delight. But in the back of her mind, she was worried that he wouldn't do as she said. She'd been thinking of a plan for the future. But to do this was hard. Especially when one didn't know what the future held.

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She tried to maintain herself as best as she could. Sitting at the table with the utmost grace and nobility. Her son to her left, and to his left his grandfather, sitting at the head of the table. With Helmia beside him. Her son was in regal garments. Looking positively as one should to be the next in line to lead the family. She was proud, yet distraught. For it meant the worst would come soon. Her child, had just turned 15. In a few years he would be of mating age. Which meant her own future to become a mate to her father in law was drawing near. She shuddered at the mere thought.

"Thank you everyone for coming to my grandson's 15th birthday." her father in law raised his glass of wine high. Smiling proudly at his grandson. Whom of which smiled back and held his own glass. "May he stay in good health." he finished. Her father in law was not one for long speeches. But everyone applauded anyway. All the noblest of demons were at the party. Not only was it her sons birthday, but his coming of nobility party as well. Which meant it was time for the other nobles to know of his existence. Even Lucifer himself had sent a gift in honor of the occastion.

"Mother, you seem distracted. Is something wrong?" her son asked her in a whisper as he tried to maintain his composure.

"Nothing is wrong." she whispered back in reply. Though her stature stated otherwise. She turned to him with a smile, "I'm so proud of you my darling boy." her gaze was gentle. "So very proud of you. Words cannot describe it." she hugged him. Not caring that the guests saw her. How could she not be proud of her child? He'd graduated from the academy at the top of his class. And even graduated 2 years earlier than the normal time it took for students. But there was a pull in the back of her mind that told her there was something she needed to confirm. She whispered into his hear. "Leave your bedroom door unlocked when everyone goes to their rooms. I wish to speak with you."

"Yes mother." he whispered back so only she would hear.

"Well. If it isn't my dear nephew showing his mother affection even at his own party." Durath smiled mockingly.

"Indeed. Some of us cannot stop giving our parents love simply because they do not have other children or a mate." her son replied.

"Ahh, I cannot help it if the women of my clan became barren and useless. They are only good for a night of fun at best." he took a drink of his wine.

"A pity such females are related to one such as yourself." he responded.

"It's more of a pity that your mother lost her mate so early. But i'm sure she is still of use to have more children. That is...if she hasn't gone infertile anyway." Durath snidely replied.

"Modesty would suit you better uncle. But I guess if one could never be head of the family and was only here to be nothing more than a donator of ones seed they'd be rather unpleasant." he took a sip of his own wine.

"You'd best hold your tongue boy. You never know if someone was around to snatch it up to keep you silent." Durath growled.

"I'm sure my grandfather would castrate such a person if they tried as such to me." he took a bite of his meal on his plate. "Especially if that person has yet to produce a male from intimacy." he dabbed at his lips with his napkin. "That must be the sign of someone who is a very poor shot."

Durath scoffed in distaste but said nothing. He could say nothing as his nephew was still beside his grandfather. And any further insults could cost him his life. When his nephew had turned 13 he had insulted his nephew, and claimed he could take over as the heir if he so wished it. But his father in law had found out of it and punished him greatly for such an act of treason. Putting him in his place to make it known he would never become an heir to the family as he was not related by blood. "Have a pleasant evening my...darling nephew." he forced his sentence as if it made him want to vomit. Walking away to go back to his seat.

Camiel was disgusted as the scene that'd just taken place before her. For her own child to speak as such. It revolted her. Perhaps it was due to her simply being a mother. But she thought it was simply horrid for her child to speak of mating at such a young age. But it wasn't his fault. His grandfather had raised him to know of it early. The moment he'd turned the age of 12 he'd been constantly educated on the subject. She wouldn't doubt he was far too adversed in it to her liking.

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She snuck down the hall that evening. Creeping as a theif would who wanted to steal treasures from their home. She got to her sons room and knocked on the door.

"Come in." came his voice from within.

She opened the door. And peeked in to see him removed his coat. "Are you alone?"

"Of course mother." he giggled at her as if she were being silly. "I wouldn't have someone in my room when you've asked to speak with me." he stepped behind a changing curtain. "What was it that you wished to speak with me about?" he asked. His shadow indicating he was getting changed.

"You will think me insane." she started. Unsure of what to say to her child.

"Mother I would never think that of you." he peeked at her from behind the curtain. "You know that I love you more than anything." he went back behind the curtain.

She sat on his bed and twiddled her fingers. "Do you remember what I stated to you as a child?"

"That I do." he came out from behind the changing curtain. Dressed in his favorite leather outfit and heels. She always envied how he could walk in such high heels with ease, while she stumbled constantly if she tried to go so high as four inch heels. "What is this about mother?" he sat beside her on his bed.

"I'm worried that you favor the family over me." she looked to the floor. "You know I love you don't you." she looked at him. "But that I don't wish for you to live such a life as this. You know this don't you?"

"I know this mother. You remind me practically all the time." he walked about his room. "I don't think there was every a time you didn't state that."

"I know. I'm sorry that I have forced such expectations upon you. I just wish for you to live a more...willfull life. Not a life of sitting about to simply mate."

"And I appreciate that mother. But I do tire of hearing it so much." he fell back on his bed. "This repetition is tiresome."

"I worry for you my son. I worry that your being influenced by the ways of a typical crow demon. I..." she was cut off.

"I understand your worry mother. But I can most assure you that I have no desire to sit around and simply mate. I want to see the world. Create my own contracts. Eat human souls to my whim. Mating is the last thing on my mind. We demons are eternal. It'd be stupid of me to want to settle down and mate at the start of my life."

"You were always so smart. Smarter than me. Smarter than most demons in fact. How ever did you get so smart?" she smiled.

"I get it from you mother." he rolled onto his belly and kicked up his legs. Reaching to hold her hand. "You discredit yourself far too much. I think you just know me far too well." he smiled.

"I have another worry." she mumbled. "The worry that soon your grandfather will claim I am no longer in mourning for your father to claim me as his mate. I do not wish for this. I only love your father that way."

"Grandfather would surely have a heart attack if he heard you say such a thing." he giggled. But then became serious. "Mother..." he started.

"Yes?"

"Would it make you happy to know...that I too do not wish for you to have any other mate than father?" he looked to his sheets.

She looked to him and smiled. "As happy as they day I met your father, and the day you were born." she turned and kissed him on his head. She was so happy to find that all her hard work in raising him had gone the way she had wished.

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And another chapter is completed. Well as I had stated Camiel's tale, is lonnnggg! It's not even complete yet. But i'm not sure if it's only gonna take up part of chapter 9, or all of it as of yet. I won't really know until I type it up abit more. Bahh i've been feeling so over tasked as of late. Not cause of the fanfics I write mind you. Just my math. I didn't go to my class all this week because I haven't been feeling so hot. Why do I get sick so easily! T.T I really hope I can pass this class. It's almost november and the semester is nearly complete. I already saw that my teacher posted 2 quizzes online to be due on Monday and Wednesday X.x I really don't feel like i'm doing well in the class at all. T.T I really hope I can pass in the least. I don't care if it's a C either. I know I should care more. But i'm really not all that great at math unless it's the basic stuff.

Anyway, thanks to everyone who's reviewed, critiqued, or commented on this story as well as my other fics. It's greatly appreciated =D Trust me, when i'm having a hard day, seeing your input really makes my day. It's really encouraging. I was even surprised to find I got a new review for my Vampire Hunter D fic, which i'm still working on the newest chapter for it. (It's a long, long, long fic X.x). I appreciate all the support you all have given me =D

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Reviews and critique appreciated.

Also, i've been fixing a few of the chapters to Unexpected Arrivals when I don't have time to write. I hope the ones fixed are abit easier to read now. As the begining wasn't as easy to read as later chapters. I'm greatly sorry about this I was barely starting out when I wrote them.