We arrived at the estate. It was brown, which was common for large houses, and a garden in the front with only roses and lilies planted. I heard Ivy cough in pain; I scowled.

"Come on, let's get you inside." I said and walked towards the estate; instead of taking the main entrance, I asked her if she knew which window led to her bedroom. She nodded and pointed to the far left. I came over and jumped on the window pain, still holding her close to me and opening the glass. Her room smelled of a sweet pea flower, such a cheerful aroma. Her room was similar to mine as well. A queen sized bed was horizontally still against a wall, a small desk right next to the window we had just came through and scattered shelves of books towards the ceiling. I chuckled to my amusement and saw that Ivy was staring at me.

"It's nothing." I smiled and laid her down on the bed; she sat back up and held her arms. Before she said anything, I put a finger to her mouth. "Before you say anything, let me get you cleaned up." She nodded as I left her room, walking into a beige hallway. I closed the door gently behind me and went down the corridor, looking for a room that was used for supplies. About 10 minutes later, I found a small entrance that led down another room; it was just what I was looking for. The room was pretty small and grey with various cabinets. I stumbled across cleaning cloths, rubbing alcohol and swabs while looking in every one of the small closets. Good, that's all I needed for her.

I walked back to the girl's room and saw a few people on my way. They were all old. Two men and a woman and they were definitely human. I passed them quickly and stopped at the room with the supplies in my hand. I opened the door slowly, poking my head through the small space. The girl was sitting on her bed, just like I left her and still as statue. When I closed the door, she snapped her head at me, looking at me with relief.

I came to her and held her chin softly, examining all the fresh wounds she had. She stared at me with a childish curiosity that I saw when I used to look at Sebastian whenever he saved me from a life or death situation. I took the first cloth and tore it in two with my teeth and other hand, soaking it in alcohol right after. I wasted no time in wanting to clean her but she looked scared.

"This may sting but please bear with it." I touched her with the cloth and she flinched. My finger held her chin firmly to make sure that she didn't move away. A few minutes of that, she was used to it and didn't move. I cleaned her face quickly and asked her to undress. She looked at me scared again; I assured her it was to only tend to her wounds and she eventually did.

Her body was so pale and tender to my touch; she was tiny. I cleaned her up quickly and looked in her closet for something to wear. I found a white nightgown and dressed her quickly and after, sat her down at her dresser to brush her hair. The tangles weren't as bad as I thought they were so it was rather quickly to get it done with.

Her hair was a beautiful hazel color but her eyes were an emerald green. They both complimented each other giving her a youthful and…innocent look. She was adorable. I looked up to the mirror and saw her looking at me with a content contortion. Her eyes were big and batting with a purity that I was drawn to. Was this how Sebastian and Claude felt?

"Who…are you?" She asked with a shy courage that I liked. It was contradictive. I chuckled softly and continued brushing her hair. She was leaning into my touch.

"My name is Aurora." I said openly; I doubt she would do anything if she knew only my first name. She seemed completely harmless. I finished and drew her to the bed again, laying her down and wrapping her in a pink colored blanket. I headed to the window that was already opened.

"Wait!" She pleaded. I looked at her with my eyebrows lifted. Her cheeks burned a bright red. "Can't you stay? Just a little while longer at least." She asked and trailed off with a sheepish countenance. I smiled and went back to her, brushing the side of her face daintily.

"I'm sorry Ivy but I have to go." I said.

"Will I ever see you again?" This was shocking me. She was so interested in me that she actually wanted to see me again. I chuckled.

"Maybe, one day." I said. She held my hand that was carrying her face.

"Can't I see you tomorrow?" She asked and I looked her with a brow lifted.

"Why so interested in me?" I asked her with a hushed tone.

"I feel like…I don't know." She batted her eyes again and I smiled, making her smile back at me. I couldn't say no to her.

"Alright, how's tomorrow night at the same time?" That seemed to brighten her mood and she nodded happily. She was such a child. I brushed her side bang away from her eye and went to the window again. A small wind came at me.

"Aurora?" I stopped and waited. I saw her smile again. "Thank you…for saving me." She said.

"You're welcome. I will see you tomorrow." I jumped out of the window and went back to the Trancy estate with an unusually large smile on my face.

Getting home and explaining to Claude why I was out seemed to be the hardest when I saw him in the door way, stalking the front of the estate, probably for me. I told him that I needed some time away from the mansion because I rarely ever left the place. He was wavering on my reason but he came to it. I didn't tell him about Ivy and figured he wouldn't have cared anyway.

All night I couldn't stop thinking about her; her floral smell, those beautiful green eyes and her smooth skin. She was beautiful and untainted. She had a perfect soul to me and I wanted her. The way she would look at me and ask about me was so…shy but gutful; I liked it. I couldn't wait to see her again as wrong as it was. Everything about her was…different but she acted the same way I did when I was human. It reminded me of me but she was much more interesting. I guess this was how Sebastian had felt when he met Ciel; Claude with Alois too.