A few months with Yahmaha certainly made things nice around the house, it wasn't too long until Yahmada and Mallie became a couple. Francine just wished that she and Jason could get there. But like all things in her life it seems... There was always a problem.
"Franny. Your fiancé is here." Sebastian said to her. She looked up from her book at her father with sad eyes and a forced smile and a very Ciel sounding "yay".
Francine's blue Lolita dress flew to her ankles as she walked down the stairs to her blonde arrogant fiancé.
"My sweet Fanny!" He said kissing both her cheeks. She cringed. She hated being called 'fanny'.
"Hello, Henry."
"Blue? Again? Darling you should wear more pink. My mother wore it often when she was young and looked lovely. And umm maybe a corset. All the proper ladies do."
"And how are you to know what a lady wears under her dress, Henry?"
"When they wear a corset thy jar to fan themselves more. My mother told me."
"Do you know why they fan themselves? Because their corsets make them unable to breathe well."
"Fanny, you would live. A corset wouldn't kill you, don't act like such a child!" Henry said rolling his eyes.
"A child?"
"Yes. I sure hope you don't behave this way as my wife. You should be grateful, not many are willing to marry a bastard child of a noble and the help. Especially one as unexplainable as a bastard child of two men."
"You son of a bitch."
"I beg your pard-" but he was cut off by a slap.
"I said, you son of a bitch! Don't you dare call me that! I am a legitimate daughter of Sebastian and Ciel Michaelis! And I'd rather marry 'the help' or die an old maid than marry you!"
Henry stared at her a moment before he threw a punch at her, having his wrist caught before it made contact with her face. Jason stared with eyes full of hate at him.
"Francine? Is there anything else you'd like to say to this gentleman?" Henry said coldly.
"Yes. Henry. I'm breaking up with you. And if all of England hates me for it than let them. I have Phantomhive Blood, and no Phantomhive before me including my mother would let you speak to me that way no matter what anyone else thought. Now get the bloody hell out of my house!" With that Jason threw Henry across the room and he ran back through the door to his carriage.
"I can't believe you kissed that bloke." Jason said staring at the door as if he can turn it into a monster that'll chase Henry down and kick his ass.
"I never kissed him."
"What?"
"I said I never kissed him. I've never kissed anyone. I didn't want to waste it on him."
Jason blushed knowing this. He looked at his beautiful Angel. He loved her so much. He thought he might've even loved her when he met her two years ago. Francine looked back at him.
"Jason. This is an order. Kiss me."
"What?"
"If anyone's going to be my first kiss it should be someone I know who won't hurt me. Kiss me."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
Jason nodded and held Francine's face in his hands. He looked into her eyes and then, he let her face go.
"I can't."
"Why not?"
"Because I'm in love with you, Francine. And if I kiss you, it could ruin everything because I"
"I love you, too."
Jason looked at her, she was telling the truth. He knew it. He could hardly believe it. He walked to her and lifted her by her waist off the ground and she leaned down and they kissed, he set her back on the ground still kissing her, now French kissing her, they felt fireworks practically flow between them, a sensation as if they're about to explode.
When they pulled away they smiled to one another.
"I guess this means you and Henry are finally no longer engaged?" Ciel said smirking leaning on the wall.
Jason and Francine blushed.
"That's correct, mother." Francine said.
"Thank god. That kid was being a pain in my ass. Jason, you are never to sleep in my daughter's bed."
"Understood."
Ciel walked off, probably to go kiss his own Butler.
Francine looked to Jason and kissed him again. Francine never felt happier.