Hello, readers! I know I didn't upload for months but I'm back. I got distracted doing Aquamarine Love and Scarlet Eyes. Then I found out that I drained all my imagination and took weeks to figure out what I wanted to do with this chapter. Finally, I got on my laptop and started typing. Hope you enjoy and review because I only see Neko1998 reviewing. Neko is the one that gives me the energy to keep writing another chapter. Thank you, Neko. You're the best. And I'm serious, guys. Review. How hard is it to leave a single comment? Anyways, be happy I got off my bed and did this chapter.
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William grunted. Now that he thought about it, this "romance" was unstable. What would make him believe that this "demon" would be loyal to him? Not loyal as a dog to his or her master but loyal as in never thinking about someone else sexually. William's past was forgotten and he wanted it to be that way. He didn't want to know who killed him or who killed his mother and father. The bottled anger was rising minute by minute. He would not allow the demon to trick him. There was no way in this world William would allow this vile creature in his life.
Come on, William. You know you want, need the power. Let me go and I'll show you the new world of darkness and chaos.
What could he do? Listen to his dark side or the fake promises people threw at him? He didn't want to harm anyone. Well, he would unleash his wrath on the demon but somehow it was impossible to do such a thing. Each time he wanted to punch the demon for anything, it always ended up in eye contact and no words. What happened to the reaper that stood against demons? It would seem William was becoming vulnerable. He couldn't harm the demon because he was pregnant! For God's sake, how is that possible? He had not paid attention to the scientific reason behind Claude's birth. To William, it was something that happened because of a body part within him, nothing more. Idiot demon! Nothing made sense anymore. William grunted.
Let me go, William. You can't deny the world of darkness. Let me go.
William shook his head.
Why don't you let me go? The voice shouted.
"Die, die, die," William whispered.
Don't be a fool. That demon is using you. If he has kids with you, then you have to stay with him for eternity. Day by day he will weaken you. Bit by bit he'll make you do as he wishes. Do you want that? Do. You. Want. That?
"No..."
Then let me be free.
Windows shattered, making William flinch to reality. His eyes scanned everywhere. Somehow he was on the floor, the demon holding his shoulders. Bard was unconscious on the floor.
"Will-"
"Don't," William warned him, "Don't say anything."
William pushed the demon away from him.
Yes. Let your anger flow freely. Let it cruise through your veins.
"Will-"
"Don't you dare say a word!"
William got up, panting. He backed away, looking into the demon's eyes.
"Why? Why?" William asked through gritted teeth.
Sebastian raised an eyebrow.
William looked at where Brad was laying on the ground. His eyes then landed on the blonde girl, Elizabeth Midford.
"Am I interrupting something?" She asked sweetly.
"No, Ms. Elizabeth," Sebastian said, giving a gaze towards William that said, "I will make you see my love for you."
William turned around, feet cracking the shards of broken glass.
"Lizzy, you can't run all around my house," Ciel chastised.
William jumped out the window, flashing away.
Lizzy gasped.
"Where did he go?" She asked, worried for the man.
"Go chase after your wife. I have the woman to do lunch. She's proving to be better than you."
Sebastian narrowed his eyes.
"You got married with Mr. Spears?" Lizzy asked, tears forming on the corner of her eyes.
"Why didn't you invite me? I... I thought we were friends..."
Sebastian looked at his master, avoiding the girl's statement.
"Go. I don't need you at the moment."
"Yes, my lord," Sebastian bowed down, turning around and flashing away.
Lizzy turned to Ciel.
"Wh-why? Why didn't they invite me, Ciel?"
She was at the verge of tears.
"By law they are married. They haven't had a real wedding," Ciel sighed.
"Oh... Then I guess I can help them!" Lizzy said, smiling, tears far gone.
"You can't-"
"I already know which dresses to get! And the decorations, plates, tables. Ohhh! I can't wait!"
Lizzy hopped out of the room, smiling and laughing as she planned for the grand wedding. Her train of thoughts burst when she bumped into someone. She looked up, meeting brown eyes.
"Pardon me, Ms. Elizabeth."
"Call me Lizzy."
Iris nodded, leading them to the dining room. The food was served, nothing out of place, not even a speck of dust dared touch the mansion. She served the young children their tea.
"Ciel. Do you think they will like my idea?"
Ciel looked beyond bored. He took a sip of tea and said, "Sebastian doesn't care. It's obvious he wants to get married to that reaper as soon as possible."
Iris broke the vase of lilies she was carrying when she heard the news. Her eyes turned murderous.
"Pardon me for listening to your conversation, but may I ask what's the commotion about?"
"Didn't you hear?"
If she did, Iris would already be doing something about it.
"Sebastian is marrying Mr. Spears."
Iris clenched her teeth but fixed her composure. A maid should never show anger. No matter how tempting it could be to burst out and do mischief.
"How lovely," Iris said, smiling a wicked smile.
"Ciel, can I borrow your maid? I want her, Pauline and I to go shopping for the wedding."
"Lizzy, the wedding hasn't even been announced. And Sebastian hasn't properly proposed to the reaper, nor was he given consent."
"Don't worry. It's my duty to unite them."
Ciel almost choked on his tea.
"What? Why are you accepting homosexuality?"
Lizzy put his pointer finger on her chin, thinking.
"I guess because I think they have the potential to be a beautiful, happy couple. Also, they had Claude, didn't they?"
Ciel's eyes widened.
"Nonsense. Men can't have babies. That's ridiculous."
How in the world does Elizabeth know about Claude's parentage? No one told her. She knew about the existence of immortals but not about Claude Faustus.
"I asked Claude when you were distracted."
Claude walked inside, looking at the two humans with a analyzing gaze. He had learned that he should be acting like a demon and not falling in love. Love was unnecessary.
"Hello, Claude. Sit down and eat with us," Lizzy said.
Claude narrowed his eyes, turning around.
"I don't eat with weak humans."
Lizzy looked down at her plate, hands trembling as she said, "I'm sorry... I thought perhaps...you could eat-"
"You thought wrong," Claude spat with venom.
"I'm sorry...Claude..."
"Don't call me that."
Claude walked towards the garden.
Ciel glared at the demon, getting up. He would not let Faustus talk to Elizabeth with cruelty. She only wanted to be friendly to Faustus and he just ignored her. Ciel followed the demon.
Claude walked faster. He would not talk to the earl who only cared about himself.
William bit down a scream, panting at the sight of a blood coated cross. What was a cross doing in the middle of the woods? William's eyes widened, looking at the white feather falling from on of the trees. He watched it fall until it touch the ground. Something deep inside of him wanted to touch the feather, but the other side of him would not come near it. For all he knew, it could be a trap.
"Why won't you touch it?" a deep voice asked.
William narrowed his eyes. William had noticed several things. Example number one, being pregnant with triplets. Triplets for crying out loud. One baby was fine but three? What was William going to do? He wasn't a baby machine. Example number two, there is the sorcerer boy named Kaito. Kaito. Even the name made him want to puke. The boy looked like he was around sixteen years old. There is no way William would consider the boy as a lover. It's molestation, the highest level of molestation. Yes, William had given the boy a hand job but it was not out of affection. It was more of a distraction to defeat him. Example number three, the demon was becoming a overprotective woman that got jealous every minute. Sebastian treated him like a child, asking him, "Do you need something, love?"
'Love? What are we in? A soap opera in which homosexuality is accepted? Someone just shoot me.' William's boss had deemed it right to give him a vacation. William wanted to work, not stay in a brat's house, whose butler is a pervert. Any woman would switch with him at any time. Heck, they would try to kill William to have the demon for themselves. Idiot girls trying to get inside Sebastian's pants.
'Wait, why am I thinking about this? I'm not jealous. Why should I?'
Anyways, example number four, there was a voice calling out to William. He could ignore it. He would ignore it. William turned away, heading back to the mansion even when his mind didn't want to.
"How are the babies, reaper?"
William froze, a drop of sweat rolling down his forehead. Fixing his composure, William began walking faster.
"You can't ignore me, William."
William would've killed the person with his scythe but there is a tiny problem with that decision. His scythe had been taken from him. He's vulnerable, weak. This is unbelievable.
'I'm never weak. I can't be weak.'
William gasped at the feeling of a cold hand gripping his throat. There were no words to describe William's feelings or facial expression when he saw amethyst eyes.
"Happy to see me?"
Happy? How could William be happy? The fallen angel was dead, beyond dead. The angel had to be dead!
William's eyes turned red, growling as he grabbed the angel's wrist and flipped him.
"I'll kill you! Want to know what I'm going to do with you?" William shouted.
Ash laughed, pinning the reaper to the ground.
"I'm going to fuck you senselessly."
"I want to see that," William challenged.
There was no way the fallen angel could rape him. William sniffed, cursing when he felt the demon's aura following a fake trail. Looking back at the cloaked angel, William asked, "How did you survive?"
Ash smiled, kissing William's forehead.
"Sweet, sweet William. I can't tell you."
William clenched his teeth. Damn fallen angel. If William came out alive, remind him to beat Sebastian for not fully killing Landers.
"What do you want?"
Ash inhaled the sweet scent of the reaper, looking into his eyes.
"You smell like the demon. That's not good."
William looked away. Of course he smelled like the demon. Who wouldn't when you had to live with a horny bastard that tries to get inside your pants when he has the time? From all the struggling William did, the fallen angel's body got closer to him.
"Didn't you want Sebastian all by yourself, fallen angel?" William asked, trying to prey the hands pinning his wrists above his head. The grip will leave marks later on and that's something William wanted to avoid.
"I see you are on a first name basis. Tell me...how many times has that demon taken your body?" Ash whispered into William's ear, nibbling the earlobe.
William wanted to move away so badly from the being that was supposed to be dead but somehow was alive. William glared at him, not going to tell Landers how many times the demon had gotten what he wanted.
"Want to be my sex slave?" Landers asked as if it was the most common thing to ask to someone.
An idea came to William. This might work.
"What would I gain if I became your servant?"
"A life full of glory."
Oh, yes, fake promises that only held destruction. That reminded William of a song in which the title was "Fallen Angel". Thinking about it, it did go with Landers. William racked his head for getting off topic. He really had to stop breaking into chorus.
Ash leaned down, licking William's neck, right hand going under the reaper's pants.
"What the hell are you doing?"
William looked passed the fallen angel's shoulder, not surprised to see Kaito glaring down at them. William returned his attention to Landers. To say the truth, Landers was more interesting than the boy. William smiled when Landers grasped his member. His plan was to convince Landers in trusting him but watching the boy get jealous had given William another idea. This was going to go so well, William will defeat both of them. Wrapping his arms around Lander's neck, William whispered, "Make me cum in your hand."
Ash shuddered, the words going straight to his groin.
"He's mine," Kaito seethed.
Ash looked at the raging sorcerer with a calm expression that hid his true intentions.
"Change of plans. We can both share the reaper."
Kaito clenched his hands into fists.
"What about your plan to have Sebastian for yourself?"
"I have found something else I want," Landers said, looking at William with lustful eyes.
William's eyes turned blue, hiding his real emotion. To the fallen angel, William was in a daze. Leaning up, William kissed Landers, causing Kaito to be closer to unleashing his anger. William hid his disgust as he wandered through Landers' mouth, earning a moan. William pulled away, eyes faking lust.
"Meet us tomorrow at noon," Ash said, regaining his breath.
William nodded, panting.
Landers got up, walking south. Kaito glared at the fallen angel, following him reluctantly.
William puked on a nearby tree when he was sure the beings were across the nation. It was disgusting. Well... the fallen angel tasted almost like Sebastian... almost identical. Through his pondering, Sebastian had crept up behind him, grabbing his chin upwards. William was in deep thought when he felt warm lips upon his. Unconsciously, William leaned to the kiss, moaning. Once more, tongues danced their unique dance no one could match. William grabbed the silky hair, deepening the kiss. Lust shot through William like electricity, telling him to go on. Following his instincts, William sucked on the pleasurable tongue, greedily taking over.
Sebastian shook in ecstasy, watching his lover devour his mouth, saliva being transferred into each other. Closing his eyes, Sebastian removed the reaper's pants and underwear, throwing them who knows where. Distracting William with the heated kiss, Sebastian took off his lower clothes, jerking himself to hardness and aligning his cock to the twitching hole. Pulling away for fresh air, Sebastian thrust himself, throwing his head in pure bliss.
William loved the feeling of pain. It was the most exquisite thing to feel. Pain was delicious. Tightening his hold on the demon's hair, William rode Sebastian at full speed. His mind had noticed that the demon crept behind him but chose to satisfy his lust. Ever since he became pregnant, there was a need to become one with the demon. His mind, his body and his heart wanted this.
William heard something breaking... Claude. Sebastian sensed it, too, pulling out of William. They put on their lower clothes, sensing trouble. Sebastian carried William bridal style, running in demonic speed towards the mansion. Sebastian raised an eyebrow when he saw Claude dressed as a girl, the handle of a tea cup in his hand.
"Oh, no, Claude. You spilled tea on your dress," Lizzy said.
"Oh, my," Paula giggled.
Claude clenched his teeth, trying so hard not to burst and show his demonic side. That bitch! That bitchy spell caster! How dare she transform him into a small child? This was all Trancy's fault. If the brat hadn't ordered him to kill the woman, this wouldn't be happening. Claude had killed the spell caster and then he finds out the woman had a younger sister, who transformed him into a baby within realizing he was the cause of her older sister's death. During that time, he had lost all of his memories. When he appeared to be older, his memories slowly came to him. The one he hated was the fact that his own "father" didn't recognize him and wanted to drop him off somewhere else. On the other hand, he was glad he met his father but then he realized that he should be pissed. Sebastian fucking Michaelis was his dad. The worst dad if you asked Claude. The king of Hell was the most hated being in Hell and in religious places. When he saw how weak he acted, Claude vowed to make it a living nightmare for all those who did wrong to his mother. More importantly, he didn't need Michaelis. Mother had made that clear. Mother had taken care of him every single day. His mother had worked so hard to give him the best life and education. It was right to pay his mother back. Secretly, Claude had snuck out at night to make sure mother was healthy and sleeping eight hours each night. When mother had overtime, Claude crept into those buffoons' minds and tortured them with nightmares. How he loved torturing Sutcliff. The red-headed reaper wanted to have William all to himself. That wouldn't happen, not when Claude Faustus, son of William T. Spears, was alive and breathing. Claude would make sure to kill the annoying reaper. Mark his words, he would make Sutcliff suffer in the most painful way. Now, he had to act polite and kind like a six-year-old boy should in front of company.
"Forgive me. I will go change," Claude informed, getting up and heading towards his room.
The only reason he had accepted to dress like a girl was because: one, the blue-headed brat was lecturing him on how he should treat a girl. Two, the annoying blondey was crying like a baby and apologizing. Third, he had his damn father order him to apologize to Ms. Midford or else. Yeah right. Claude wasn't afraid of Michaelis. Why should he be? Mother had taught him well, so well that he could only harbor hatred for demons, even if he was half-demon.
William punched the demon, standing straight.
"Touch me again and I will..." William trailed off, acknowledging the presence of Miss Midford and her maid.
"Did you solve your differences?" Elizabeth asked kindly.
William knew the girl was a killing machine when she had a sword. That façade she put on each day was not going to trick William. Elizabeth Midford could be a good warrior in battle. William frowned when he registered her question.
"No," William responded harshly.
"How about we have a competition to see which one knows more about the other?" Paula suggested.
William thought about it. A competition? It sounded interesting. The demon knew nothing of him. Let the games begin.
Lizzy clapped, getting up.
"Okay. Each one must fill out these papers," she said, giving them a four page packet.
William raised an eyebrow when he read all the questions. Were they insane? All the questions could be used against him. Mentally sighing, William reluctantly filled out everything.
Elizabeth grabbed the packets, going behind a podium Finny put while Sebastian and William were busy answering the questions. Bard carried buckets of water, placing them on the grass, twenty on the demon's side and twenty on William's side. A line separated them, looking at each other as if the buckets were meant to be used to fight each other. William looked at the maid, wondering why she was smiling.
"Okay, first question is for Sebastian. In what year was William born?" Elizabeth asked, looking at the papers in her hand.
William wanted to correct the girl for using his first day. He had no time to think of anything else when he heard the demon answer.
"Year 1260, December 28."
William coughed, amazed that the demon knew his birthday. Damn demon. How much did he know about William?
"William, when was Sebastian born?"
"August 28, 1240."
William growled inwardly. What the Hell? What the actual Hell? When did he know the demon's birthday? When? William had never in his life gone searching for the demon's file. Never.
"You say you don't like me and yet you know my birthday," Sebastian remarked, a Cheshire smile plastered on his face.
How badly William wanted to punch the demon.
"Sebastian, what is William's favorite color?"
"Emerald."
"William, what is Sebastian's favorite color?"
William decided to get all the questions wrong no matter what.
"White," William responded with confidence. It had to be white. Look at the demon. He looked all gothic. He had to like white, right?
"Correct," Elizabeth said.
William's eyes widened. He had to get the question wrong! What happened? Where did he go wrong? William should've said pink, or purple.
"Sebastian, what is William's favorite thing to do?"
"Read books."
"William?"
What to say? What to say? The demon did million of things. How should he know what to-
"Have sex," William blurted out without thinking.
What was wrong with him? It could be said that mood swings affected the brain.
"Um...wrong," Elizabeth said, feeling awkward.
William growled when the tall, blonde servant grabbed the bucket and splashed him with warm water. One, William hated warm water. Second, now his suit was all wet. And third, how dare he throw water at him? William hated this obnoxious game. It was unnecessary. Everyone knew that William did not take kindly to demons. Yes, he had said that he would accept the fact that Sebastian was his "husband" but it just didn't feel good. William never wanted to get married. When he was a small child, he wanted to become a doctor and care for other people. However, fate had something else in mind. It had sent Lucifer in his life to kill him. When dying, there is a choice for those that did good. No one went to Heaven. William chose to be a reaper. It was better than being surrounded by crimson flames, right? That reminded him of a song.
"I actually enjoy being in the garden," Sebastian said, not so happy about William's answer.
William rolled his eyes, not caring what the demon did. Being pregnant was so difficult. At one moment he was nice, at the next he was cold-hearted. Blame the demon. It was his fault this was happening. This could've been avoided if Sebastian freaking Michaelis hadn't shoved his cock where it didn't belong. William crossed his arms over his chest, cursing the demon in so many languages.
"What is William's favorite name for a baby boy?"
"Alexander, Mariano, Santiago, Luka, Shun, Quinton and Sasuke."
William had to make up the names. He didn't know which to choose because he had never thought of having a baby boy.
"William, where does Sebastian want the honeymoon to be at?"
"Japan," William said, deciding that he should just try to answer the question correctly. Water soaking him was not an option and it would never be.
"William's favorite food?"
"Tres Leche Cake."
William looked away. No one was supposed to know his love for sweets. William had to deny several sweet things just to maintain his façade.
"William, how many cats does Sebastian have and what are their names?"
Why in the world will William know how many cats the demon had. The fetish was one thing William disliked about the demon. However, his mind had other plans.
"Nine, ten counting the cat he found abandoned one month ago. Nemo, Kiko, Taco, Marco, Willy, Sun Sun, Romeo, Neymar, John and Cupcake."
Everyone raised their eyebrows, looking at the reaper.
William clenched his pants, shaking in anger. How did he know so much about the demon? What other things were going to happen?
"How did you know?" Sebastian asked.
William didn't know if he should answer his question, especially when he didn't know the answer. His mouth was taking action and it left him feeling awkward. The demon was still looking at him. Well, he has been staring at William ever since he opened his eyes.
"It's none of your business," William spat, walking away.
"This is a waste of time," was the last thing William said.
Sebastian grabbed his forearm, turning him around.
"Don't you dare walk out," Sebastian threatened.
Ciel groaned, hearing the shrieking of a violin. Ever since the reaper had appeared, it would seem that each day someone had to sing. The weird part is that the songs were not even made yet. This was breaking the third wall.
Take a good look at me now
Do you still recognize me
Am I so different inside
This world is trying to change me
And I admit I don't want to change with it
And I admit I can't go on like this anymore
Erase this monster I've become
Forgive me for all the damage done
It's not over
Say it's not over
I'm begging for mercy
I'm only the monster you made me
I'm better alone now
See I'm torn from my mistakes
And I stop believing that I could ever make things change
How much can I take
When I know that it hurts you
How long can I wait
When I can't go on like this anymore
Erase this monster I've become
Forgive me for all the damage done
It's not over
Say it's not over
I'm begging for mercy
I'm only the monster you made me
Because who I am
Isn't who I used to be
And I'm not invincible
I'm not indestructible
I'm only human
Can't you see
The beauty in me
Take a good look at me now
Can't you see I've changed
Erase this monster I've become
Forgive me for all the damage done
It's not over
Say it's not over
I'm begging for mercy
I'm only the monster you made me
Far away through the pain
I hear the angels calling
Far away through the pain
I see my demons falling
Far away through the pain
I hear the angels calling
Far away through the pain
I see my demons falling
Erase this
Erase this
Erase this monster you made me
Sebastian did not know what to do. He had no idea that William would become a demon because of the babies he was carrying in his womb. He wanted to erase the pain William felt and wrap his arms around him, but it was impossible when William kept denying their marriage.
"Let go..."
Sebastian embraced him, ignoring William's punches to his chest.
"Let go..."
Sebastian embraced him, ignoring William's punches to his chest.
"Let me be your hero," Sebastian whispered into his ear, "I can kiss away the pain. Please... William..."
William clutched onto Sebastian's dress shirt, not knowing what to do. What could he do? His heart was pounding. It wanted to feel Sebastian's warmth, his kisses, his sweet words, his love. On the other hand, his mind wanted to be far away from the demon. What should he do? Everything was so difficult.
"I will respect your decision if you leave me," Sebastian said, kissing William's forehead.
"Shut up...Sebastian."
It felt so right to say the demon's name. It made his heart skip a beat. Who would've thought that William would fall in love with Sebastian Michaelis?
"Say it."
"No."
"Just one more time. It won't hurt you," Sebastian chuckled.
"Te amo," William blushed as he said those two words.
"Te amo tambien," Sebastian smiled, sighing in relief. He should get used to William's mood swings. Maybe they could live happily ever after.
"Finally, no more songs," Ciel muttered under his breath.
Sebastian's eyes flashed in mischief.
Ciel pouted when he heard another song coming.
William rolled his eyes, sitting down on the chairs the servants got out to watch the competition.
Well, I know a thing about contrition,
Because I got enough to spare.
And I'll be granting your permission,
'Cause you haven't got a prayer.
Well I said hey, hey hallelujah,
I'm gonna come on sing the praise.
And let the spirit come on through ya,
We got innocence for days!
Well, I think I'm gonna burn in hell,
Everybody burn the house right down.
And say, ha
What I wanna say
Tell me I'm an angel,
Take this to my grave.
Tell me I'm a bad man,
Kick me like a stray.
Tell me I'm an angel,
Take this to my grave.
(S-I-N, I S-I-N
S-I-N, I S-I-N
S-I-N, I S-I-N
S-I-N, I S-I-N)
You play ring around the ambulance,
Well like you never gave a care.
So get the choir boys around you,
It's a compliment, I swear.
And I said, ashes to ashes, we all fall down,
I wanna hear you sing the praise,
I said, ashes to ashes, we all fall down,
We got innocence for days!
Well, I think I'm gonna burn in hell,
Everybody burn the house right down.
And say, ha
What I wanna say
Tell me I'm an angel,
Take this to my grave.
Tell me I'm a bad man,
Kick me like a stray.
Tell me I'm an angel,
Take this to my grave.
You better run like the devil,
'Cause they're never gonna leave you alone!
You better hide up in the alley,
'Cause they're never gonna find you a home!
And as the blood runs down the walls,
You see me creepin' up these halls.
I've been a bad motherfucker
Tell your sister I'm another
Go! Go! Go!
And I said, say,
What I wanna say
Tell me I'm an angel,
Take this to my grave.
Tell me I'm a bad man,
Kick me like a stray.
Tell me I'm an angel,
Take this to my grave.
Tell me I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad man.
Tell me I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad man.
Tell me I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad man.
Tell me I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad man.
So get up!
So get out!
S-I-N, I S-I-N!
William had scratched the bucket to censor the inappropriate words. The song was over and William headed back to his room. Mungojerrie walked beside him, looking at him as if he knew what William was hiding from everyone. William didn't see it necessary to tell the demon that Ash Landers was still alive. The demon was cocky about his intelligence, therefore, he would know of Landers' activities in no time.
"You hide secrets and it transforms into chaos," Mungojerrie said, giving an questioning gaze to his master.
"The fallen angel wants Sebastian, right? Therefore, the demon will find out sooner."
"He might be smart but that doesn't mean he'll forgive you for not telling him about this. You have already hidden Claude's parentage and now you're hiding this? What are you gaining doing this, William?"
William shrugged, responding, "I'm not sure."
Mungojerrie looked away, disappearing into thin air.
Claude stayed behind, glaring holes at the servants, who were cowering behind Ciel freaking Phantomhive. Even the name gave him a bad taste in his mouth. His "father" patted his head, smiling. Claude looked away. He would not be tricked by the demon's game. Claude knew that Michaelis had raped his mother. That was something he was fond of. Yes, Claude was born because of that, but abandoning your child not even close to his first day of being formed in his mother's womb was unforgivable.
"What's wrong?"
Claude ignored his father, planning on staying quiet the whole time they're here. Claude looked at his father and said, "Why haven't you looked for a solution to my age?"
"We will. I promise," Sebastian assured, kissing his son's forehead.
Sebastian walked forward, sensing that something was wrong and it had to do with William. Curious, Sebastian flashed to William's room, feeling uneasy. Something had to be wrong. He wouldn't feel this way. His demon senses were trying to tell him something. Sebastian hid in the shadows of the corner, watching William enter the room. The reaper then proceeded on removing his jacket, vest, tie and roll up his sleeves. Sebastian inspected the exposed flesh, stopping at the hand marks on William's wrist. Eyes flashing magenta, Sebastian grabbed William by the forearm, causing the reaper to yelp.
"W-What are you doing here?"
The stuttering was enough evidence to heighten Sebastian's suspicions.
"Where were you when you ran off?"
Sebastian was not going to tolerate this anymore! William was a grown reaper and acting this way was only making him look childish.
"It's none of your business," William spat, trying to yank his hand.
"Who did this to you?" Sebastian asked, voice rising.
William looked down at the floor. There was no way he could lie to Sebastian. William looked out the window to see the blonde girl and her maid getting on a carriage. When they were out of sight, William said, "Landers is still alive... He told me to meet him tomorrow at noon..."
To be continued...
Oh, yes, fake promises that only held destruction. That reminded William of a song in which the title was "Fallen Angel". Thinking about it, it did go with Landers. William racked his head for getting off topic. He really had to stop breaking into chorus.
The first person to leave a comment telling me which song I'm referring to, she/he can choose what will happen on the next chapter. Hint: "Sparkling angel" is in the song. Good Luck and review.
Until next time.