Disclaimer: It's really a pity but I don't own Black Butler...
Danielle and Finny walked inside, flowers adoring their hair and smiles lighting their faces. Okay, well Finny's smile was bright and pretty much blinding while Danielle's was hesitant and awkward. Her smile was as if, she were re-learning how to express her joy. Which, in all honesty, was a pretty accurate discription. Finny's smile was natural and contagious though. The more Danielle thought about it, the more she realized how completely opposite she was from the blonde. It was a shock to her that she was able to befriend her polar opposite.
"Danielle,"
That smooth, dark voice caused Danielle's blood to run cold, with a suddenly dry mouth Danielle turned to the person who voiced her name, "Yes, Sebastian-san?" Danielle asked flatly as her eyes locked away any signs of emotions. The demon smirked at her and kindly nodded toward the kitchen.
"Take up, Bocchan's requested tea please?" he asked politely. Danielle gave a stiff nod, trying to keep up her façade of apathy, "It's in the kitchen," he added which earned him another nod from the brunette.
"Oh, Finny…Bard was looking for you," Sebastian adds as he walks he other way.
Finny turned to Danielle, rubbing at the back of his neck, "Well I better go see what he wants," he says.
"And I better give Master Phantomhive his snacks," she replies. There's a moment of awkwardness before Finny smiles and gives a wave.
"See you later, Dannie," he calls over his shoulder. Danielle gives a nod before hurrying off to the kitchen and grabbing the silver tray that held Ciel's tea.
Within a few minutes Danielle's waiting in front of Ciel's study. With a sigh, she knocks on the heavy door and walks in at the brief order from Ciel.
"Here you go, Master Phantomhive," she said whilst simultaneously handing him a cup of tea.
"Why do you do this?" he asked after a sip. Danielle blinked owlishly.
"Do what?" she asked with false innocence. Ciel scowled at the cup in his hand for a brief moment.
"Blow up on me then come back and act like nothing happened…" he replied flatly. Danielle shifted her weight to her opposite foot.
"Well nothing gets solved by living in the past," she replied after a thoughtful pause. Ciel nodded and looked away from the girl.
"I suppose," he muttered before mumbling something incoherent into his hand.
"I'm sorry?" Danielle said having not caught his words. Ciel gave an irritated sigh as his face heated up awkwardly.
"I said, I apologize for threatening your job…and everything…" he mumbled, still not looking at her. Danielle smiled a little.
"It's alright, Master Phantomhive," she said.
Ciel turned to her and snapped, "But that doesn't mean I change my views!" he added. Danielle nodded, a smile playing at her lips. She really couldn't take him seriously when his cheeks were burning a pale pink.
"I know, I know," she managed before a small giggle escaped her.
"O-Oi! What are you laughing at!" he snapped. Danielle bowed slightly.
"I apologize," she said. When she stood upright she smiled at him, "I really do appreciate your apology, Master Phantomhive," she said slowly, rocking back on her heels.
"Tch, don't expect another one," he muttered. Danielle merely rolled her eyes in response before sighing.
"I wouldn't dream of it, sir," she quipped.
"Good," he said after a languid sip of his tea.
"Anyway, is there anything else you need?" she asked. Ciel shook his head and downed the rest of his tea.
"Nothing at all," he said resting the empty cup on the silver tray.
"Would you like anymore tea?" she asked. Ciel shook his head.
"No, thank-you," he said, eyes averted to a printed paper on his desk.
"Well then," she began, picking up the tray smoothly, "I'll be-"
"Please give this to Sebastian," Ciel said, hand extended with a piece of paper in his fingers. Danielle gave a curt nod and reached out for it with one hand.
Their fingers brushed during the exchange and Danielle swore her heart launched itself in her throat. The simple contact left her fingertips numb, like they were asleep. But it was a wonderful feeling. Ciel turned away, not wanting to show that he had felt it too.
"T-Thank-you, Master Phantomhive," Danielle said, striding to the door with a sudden urgency to be alone with her thoughts.
As the cherry wood thing shut behind her Danielle frowned. What was that? At their contact she had gotten a sudden bout of nervousness, her fingertips tingled and Danielle's frown deepened. Her thoughts swirled to the first day she had seen Ciel Phantomhive. She bit at the inside her lip as she remembered the way her feeble heart had soared when she was met with the mere sight of him. With a sigh of exasperation, she shook her head. No, this was nothing special. It was nothing like the books she read, it was no fairytale. Her life had never been anything close to a fairytale and there was absolutely no way she was going to believe that this twist of fate was going to change the story of her life. There was a logical reason to this and that was what she was sticking to: She must have just imagined it.
She nodded to herself as she made her way to the kitchen to drop off the tray and search for Sebastian.
It was all in her imagination and that was that and nothing more.
Okay, sorry for the short chappie and the wait.
School's being a pain...really, it is.
I have to write some retarded speech for my English class which is total insanity.
I really don't want to do it for two reasons.
1. I have nothing to talk about.
2. Public Speaking isn't my favorite thing to do.
I used to be absolutely terrible at public speaking but I've completely gotten over the whole panic attack phase...but that doesn't mean I enjoy it.
Eh, I think that's all...
Oh! Sorry for the suckishness of this chapter. I know it's boring. I know. Believe me.
Anyway, until next time...REVIEW~!