Alys: Hey guys! Long time no update...Im very very very VERY sorry about that...but my life has been super crazy. I had colorguard and marching band season to finish and school has been a complete and total pain in my a*s. Not to mention that I now have depression *sarcastic* yaaay, that just makes my day...not really. So heres your new update, this chapter was made possible with the help of Pretty-little-liar-girl70 and Pammazola. They wrote the other POV.'~ So given them a pm or soemthing if you review and thank them as well~
Ok so one of the Ocs- Pretty-Little-liar-girl70's- is a bit complex so here is some of her description of her to make her easier for you to understand:Age: physically seventeen, mentally the beginning of time.
Race: Observer
Eyes: Transparent kind of redish pink.
Hair: White
She's an albino
She's shorter than Aurora, not by much though.
Observers, so this is a race she created out of boredom j
So Observers are in the middle of good and evil, they are a perfect balance, until they turn a certain age, then they become either on the angel's side or the deomns side, sometimes they just stay a perfect balance of both, and it's rare to become one or the other. Observers, like the shinigami's have their own realm, and it's a place where they can observe everything, they can watch people's lives and know every hidden thing inside their heart and mind, they know how the future will turn out, except for their own kinds. Demons don't know about there kind until the twentieth century, so Sebastian has no idea what she is.
(those are her words, i just edited it a bit..)
Again, sorry for the wait, thanks for having faith in me and waiting, I love you all!
Standard disclaimer applies! The OC's dont belong to me but to Pretty-little-liar-girl70 and Pammazola, so dont steal them! Now...Read, enjoy and review!
Sebastian moved with eloquent grace as he busied himself with decorating the ball room for the dance Lizzie had begged Ciel to throw for her. He tried his hardest not to get too distracted by the blue eyes neko sitting, curled up in her favorite chair. She was watching him avidly with sparkling blue eyes as the tip of her tail twitched back and forth as she fought the cat like urge to pounce on the raven haired butler as he moved about the room.
As he placed the last decoration , he landed silently on the floor, moving to stand in front of Aurora as she followed his movements with large indigo dusk eyes, a smile pulling up the corners of her lips as he came closer , reaching up for him with her pale, slender hands, letting th4em open and close in a silent request.
He smiled, leaning forward to place his face n her asking hands, letting her bring her own face to his, nuzzling her nose gently against his, purring loudly before her hands move to his waist to pull the willing butler upon her lap so he straddled her slender hips. She kissed him gently before burying her face in his neck, ears falling back against her head. "There is going to be so many people," she complained quietly, continuing to hide her face in his hair, "I don't like it."
The raven chuckled quietly, "I know," he stroked her hair soothingly, "you can stay in my room until I come and get you, I won't force you into an uncomfortable situation."
"Will you hide with me," she asked, moving to gaze upon his beautiful face, cat slit eyes large and pleading.
He tried to ignore the rushing heat to his lower abdomen, as ideas as to what he could do to her if he chose to hide with her. Pushing these thoughts away before they could get out of hand, he spoke, "if I hide with you, how will I greet the young master's guests?"
She sighed and trailed her hands down his chest and nodded reluctantly, her ears pulled back in disappointment, her eyes down cast.
"I understand," she looked up at him, "Will you come and get me and introduce me to some people – when the ball is in motion?"
A chuckle rumbled from the demons chest, "why of course, you didn't honestly think that I was going to let you hide the entire time now did you?"
White gloved hands crept up to tangle in the dark honey gold locks of her long wavy hair, pulling her closer to place a persuading kiss upon her lips, silently begging her to not hide, but to join him, to remain by his side.
She leaned into his touch eagerly, hands clutching the lapels of his jacket to hold him closer to her, where he sat on her lap, straddling her hips.
"Stay," she breathed against his now damp lips, eliciting a smile from the raven haired demon.
'No…join me."
"No," she murmured, shaking her head, her lips brushing back and forth across his, "no."
He tightened his grip on her hair, forcing her head back, exposing the pale column of her throat, placing soft teasing kisses to the skin there, and dominating and over powering her. She could feel her resolve waver as he worked her over, a purr rumbling in her throat, vibrating the skin under his lips sensually.
"Fine," she relented, "but I will only join you for part of the ball; the thought of all those people around me is slightly frightening…"
He smiled, "I know," relaxing his hold on her hair so she could look at him, red marks starting to form on her once flawless skin. He would have to cover those for her if she were to join him at the ball, otherwise it would be considered quite the scandal, not that what he had done to her already wasn't scandalous enough.
"Don't worry, you'll enjoy yourself my little pet, I promise, "he comforted, caressing her ears tenderly before standing,"now I must go, our guest will be arriving shortly for this evenings ball. I would suggest that you go and hide now if you still feel that you must..." he quickly applied some make up onto her neck as he spoke, "removing" the blemish from her neck.
Aurora nodded, stood and brushed the front of her dress until it laid the way she wanted it, with down cast eyes before she looked up, cat slit pupil eyes looking silver in the soft light. She moved to stand in front of him, moving quickly to kiss him and run her hands through his silky raven locks before pulling away before he could respond.
that evening~
Maya's POV~
I step out of the carriage, accepting the awaiting hand of my butler, Alfred. I look up from under my hat, at the Phantomhive manor; it had been a long time since I had visited the young earl, almost too long. My eyes took in the sight of the grand manor, its beautiful structure always made me smile happily.
If only Matthew were here, he would've loved to see Ciel again, Ciel will not take well to the news of Matthew's death. Sighing, I thanked Alfred, and made my way up to the front door of the beautiful manor. Digging out my invitation, to show to Sebastian, I remembered receiving it.
Flashback~
"Je vous verraila semaine prochaineMonsieurAnthony!"(I'll see you next week mister Anthony!) I waved, a fake smile upon my lips, it had been two days since Matthew's death, I had watched as Ronald Knox took his soul and I even watched his cinematic record, of course I knew this would happen, I was an observer and I observed, the future, past, and present.
I had come to earth disguised as the baby daughter of a noble family, who were close to the Queen. I loved coming to earth, but this time I felt really attached to my 'family', I had grown attached to this life. I had seen my brother's death coming and yet it still hit me hard. I was just turning around when I heard a familiar voice call my name, my human name.
"Maya, MademoiselleMaya!Une lettre pour toichérie!( Maya, miss Maya ! Aletterforyou dear!")I turned around to see the mail man, holding out an invitation, plastering a smile back on to my face I walked over to meet him halfway, « Merci monsieur Jonathon ! Bonne journee ! »(Thank-you Mr. Jonathon ! Have a nice day !) Jonathon nodded, « Vous aussi, ont un beau jour, mademoiselle Maya » (You too, have a nice day, miss Maya)
I began walking back to the manor, already opening the invitation, normally I would ignore such invitations, but this one had the Phantomhive seal on it. Thinking of the Phantomhives now, was a pleasant thought.
You have been cordially invited,
To Earl Ciel Phantomhive's ball
Saturday, August 3rd, 1884
Eight o' clock p.m.
Ps. I hope to see you soon, Dearest Maya.
End Flashback~
Sharing my head slightly, I turned back to the door, raising a hand to knock, just before my hand could meet with the door, I was met with Ciel's butler, Sebastian Michaelis. I smirk, « Bonjour, monsieur Michaelis, longtemps sans voir, comment avez-vous été ? » (Hello, mister Michaelis, long time no see, how have you been ? )
The butler grinned happily back at me, we had been on very good terms before, he knew that I secretly fancied his young master, but still did not know just what I was. Although demons weren't supposed to know until the twentieth century. So he would find out then when the super natural war happened.
« Bonjour mademoiselle Maya, en effet il a été long, je vais bien merci, et votre auto » (Hello miss Maya, indeed it has been long, I am doing fine and you your self ?) I felt my smile falter a tiny bit and he noticed, and he frowned, a look of questioning on his face.
« Eh bien,vous voyezMatthieuest malheureusement décédéil ya quelques jours. Je n'ai rien ditencoreCielparce que je neveux pas lefardeau avecles nouvelles,mais à part çaje l'ai faitbien. » (Well, you see Matthew unfortunately died a few days ago. I didn't tell Ciel yet because I didn't want to burden him with the news, but other then that I have been doing fine. ) I smiled a knowing smile after that, leaning in, to whisper into his ear, «Aussiquel est son nom? » (Also what's her name?) I could tell that the butler was actually happy and not faking it, though he did apear amused whenever I had visited, because I always teased Ciel.
Sebastian smirked, « Aurora, I shall introduce her to you tonight. » I smiled, I knew that the butler would finally find someone for him, and I could tell this little neko would be perfect for him, « Well, I hope to see you and her later on tonight, congrats demon. » With that I walked off, smiling as if I had just been told a secret, when really I had just told him I knew what he was, which had no doubt shocked him, I had never let him know that I knew of his true nature.
Walking around for a while I noticed Alois Trancy and smiled, he had finally realized the feelings for the one he truly loved, walking over I smiled politely I liked the Trancy boy, he was misunderstood.
« BonsoirmonsieurAlois, Claude, comment avez-vouseuces derniers temps? » (Good evening mister Alois, Claude, how have you been lately?) I laugh at the confused look I get from Alois, he had never gotten french, neither had Ciel, and it amused me to no end, I smiled kindly as Claude whispered the english translation into his ear.
« Maya, you know how I am with french ! But good evening to you as well, I have been doing extremely well lately, and you ? » I laughed at his little pout, he was so adorable, I always thought of his as a little brother, eventhough he was older than me, he ussually acted younger then a twelve year old.
« I am well, but I am glad to hear you are doing very well, so do you plan on anything naughty tonight ? » I ask a hint of mischeif in my voice, though I know that wont happen, it was still fun to ask, besides Alois and I were always known as double trouble when we younger.
That's when I catch the scent of a reaper, and I smile from ear to ear, this I had not seen, I always loved reapers, they never ceased to amuse me, and being something that I couldn't the future of was even more interesting !
This night just got more interesting !
Cordelia's POV
Half hidden by the shadows of an empty corner of the Phantomhive manor, I took this fleeting moment of privacy to glance through our records just one more time. I delicately adjusted my rimless glasses farther up my nose, having to make a greater than normal effort to read the profile of the most current soul to appear on the To-Die list; however, I found that the loud bustle and noise that shook the ballroom was annoyingly distracting, and with a bulging left temple I snapped the book closed and returned it to my purse, not at all prepared to deal with an upcoming migraine. The level of activity around me would not have been quite so bothersome if I was not alone. It's a very lonely experience, being at a ball all by oneself. Everyone else seemed to be having a pleasant time, whilst I stood here like a wallflower, waiting.
Mister William, I thought with slight irritation. If this is your idea of a nice evening out, you are sorely mistaken. But I cannot say that I am surprised. That grim reaper's idea of 'fun' was closely associated with the concept of 'work,' and he took his 'fun' very seriously.
My green eyes narrowed, quickly scanning over the figures of many noblemen and women, even catching sight of our soul, Roger Worthington, an elderly gentleman with wavy graying hair, a round face, and a moustache. He was short with a jolly belly that bulged out above his waistline. I watched him simultaneously puff on the cigar that had been offered to him by the Phantomhive butler and sip from the crystal glass of champagne. According to his profile, he was the owner of a manufacturing company of firearms. A portion of the profit he made went to the orphanages in London, so the children may have blankets in the winter time. Mister William followed him for about a month now, waiting for precisely this moment: Saturday, August 3rd, 1884, at eight-thirty, in the Phantomhive manor, and Mister Worthington would be dead at age 57.
Which is a rather old age for a human, in my opinion. I knew that with my being a grim reaper our life spans in comparison with a mortal's seem like an eternity. I am still considered a fledgling by reaper terms, but old enough to begin soul collecting and reviewing cinematic record. My death scythe was enchanted to take on the appearance of a noblewoman's umbrella (an unconcealed death scythe would be rather suspicious, don't you think?). I kept it with me always. The presence of demons in such a close proximity was a bit unnerving. Having never fought one demon, much less two, caused me to become frightfully aware of just how inexperienced I was. Mister William promised not to leave me alone for too long; in fact, I could already see him returning, weaving in and out of the milling bodies of mortals with a look of determination in his eyes. He told me he was surveying the room and the invited guests, so we would know exactly what type of approach we should use to successfully collect the soul.
Our enemies, he said, we be very nearby. Though he did not believe the one Sebastian Michaelis would bring us much grief, knowing that he was held firmly on a chain by the young earl, William was not as confident in his analysis of the Trancy butler. Claude had his own methods of business that did not follow reaper or demon ethics and laws. As soon as Mister Worthington's time comes, we must extract his soul swiftly before the tantalizing aroma of it overwhelms the demons. The blood within my veins pulsed just a little faster.
Entering the Phantomhive manor was not a great difficulty. We go wherever we want to, invitation or not. I can remember stepping lightly up the front steps of the gorgeous home, stopping cold at the chilling aura of Mister Sebastian, the butler who stood guard at the door. He was graciously accepting invitations and cheerfully checking names off of a clipboard. The demon wore glasses like a reaper, which I found very intriguing, but Mister William assured me it was all for appearance's sake, to not to be fooled by his charms. He took my hand then, holding it tightly. "I will protect you, Miss Cordelia. Do not fear him." I was then no longer thinking about Sebastian, or our mission. Perhaps, maybe, William was going to try and be happy tonight, simply for the reason that it would make mehappy to see him smile. Before I knew it, we had reached the threshold. His emerald eyes hardened, and I watched him hand Mister Sebastian a folded sheet of paper from the inside of his jacket.
"William T. Spears and Cordelia Blessington…" he murmured under his breath, giving us one long, speculating look over his glasses. I held my breath, waiting for an attack. Instead, Sebastian flashed a small smirk, just a curve of one corner of his lips. "Welcome. Please, enjoy yourselves."
I sighed, remembering the relief I felt as he let us walk away with our true identities concealed. We owed the Phantomhive butler for this small favor. I tried not to resent that notion too much.
"Any trouble, Miss Cordelia?" William asked, rejoining me in my quiet corner of the ballroom after fifteen minutes. Without my consent, my eyes trailed lightly up his physique, admiring him without his noticing of it. Of course. Mister William never seemed to understand when I wanted his attention. He was all business when it came to collecting souls. His own death scythe was shrunken to a pair of gardening shears that fit comfortably onto his belt, hidden by his jacket.
"Actually, I'm rather bored," I admitted, running my hands over my beautiful red dress. Too bad I could not show it off on the dance floor. "Maybe we should have brought Mister Grell…" I smiled when a brief moment of distaste flinted across William's face. "He would have been the talk of the evening…"
"Yes, and not in a very positive manner either," William handed me a glass of water. I took it and sipped. "His obsession with the Michaelis demon is to the point of insanity. We never would have made it through the front door." He kindly accepted my empty glass and handed it to a ditzy looking red-haired maid with round spectacles. She looked utterly flabbergasted for a moment, and then happily skipped off to the kitchen. Our sensitive ears faintly detected the sound of shattering crystal, and then the black form of the Phantomhive butler leaping over the crowd and disappearing into the kitchen after the maid. I was watching long enough to notice the little neko following him with a sly grin on her lips.
My attention was quickly severed by the sounds of screaming.
"Mister Worthington! Mister Worthington, are you alright?" The elderly man was clutching his chest, panting heavily. His knees gave way, and then he was sprawled on the floor. "What's wrong with him?!"
"Quickly, Miss Cordelia," William urged, withdrawing his miniature death scythe. "We act now!"
I followed in haste. So much for a nice evening.
Normal Pov:
Aurora smiled at albino girl who stood only a few inches shorter then herself, her name was Maya. Half hiding behind Sebastian, tail swishing nervously under her dress, as she tried to ignore the large amounts of people around her, One pale slender hand clutched the back of Sebastian's tail coat like one would a security blanket.
"Sebastian," she whispered, feeling extremely shy in the room full of people laughing and dancing, there was just so many of them… "will you tell her that I like her eyes" she requested as she stared into the albinos brilliant almost transparent red eyes.
She watched the girl with curious blue eyes as Sebastian passed her words along to Maya, a smile curving the corners of the girls lips before her raven suddenly was gone, her hand stinging from where it had been ripped from its hold onto his jacket. The tinkling of glass that reached her ears soon after. With an apologetic smile to Maya, Aurora turned to race after her raven, a smile upon her lips as excitement filled her, Meylene's continual breaking of the fine china had never creased to amuse her. But- before she could get very far a cry rang out: "Mr Worthington! Mr Worthington are you alright?"
Aurora paused in her pursuit watching as a man and a woman carrying a lovely umbrella ran over to a large man who appeared to be choking on something as he fell to his knees, large hands going to his throat.
The intriguing couple walked over to where he stood and the neko girl watched them with large wondering eyes, slit pupils narrowing as Mr. Worthington's cinemati records unfurled from his body with what appeared to be a quick tap of her umbrella, the move surprisingly sharp. Cordelia, -that was her name and the man William. They were collecting his soul, how she knew this, she knew not, she would later remember that her demon talked about it once as he rocked her to sleep.
Aurora looked up, wondering why no one was getting upset only to realize that Sebastian had challenged Claude to a fencing match to distract them, using that magic that only he seemed to have in order to save his masters party, the ever loyal servant. She knew it wouldn't last long.
William and Cordelia stood, each pushing up their glasses up the bridge of their noses, before turning to stop dead in their tracks as a voice called to them.
"Why~ there you are~.I finally~ found you and to think I went through all this trouble when you didn't even invite me along! How rude~" A red haired man coed, long flowing hair trailing out behind him as he made scene in his eloquent ball gown.
The two reapers turned, a frown pulling on the lips of one while a sigh escaped the other and William swiftly stepped forward. "Grell your making a scene, and Im afraid if you keep this up Im simply going to have demote you again."
The red hear pressed a hand to his heart, manicured nails shinning in the light, "Will—" he paused suddenly as he spotted Aurora, and he sniffed, his sentence suddenl;y taking a different course completely, "oh its you, I thought the little blonde brat had taken you off Sebby's beautiful hands…"
The nekos eyes widened, pupils dilating with fear and she looked around for any sign of her raven, before she save up and turned to respond to him while Maya watched with a grim knowing look upon her face, "I-I –Sebby came for me.. he didn't like what you did Im afraid."
The reaper looked faintly disappointed as William and Cordelia took advantage of his distraction to remove the body, something they normally wouldn't do, but seeing as how this was a party it seemed rude to simply just leave it there.
Grell frowned at her with distain before he remembered that he had yet to turn in his paper work—Will would be "overjoyed" when he found out...With a sigh the red head shook his long hair once in agitation before he brushed past the little neko, knocking her to the floor as he passed, grumbling about how William always made him take the records of all the sick people,-"And they all look so awful!"—before he left, the little neko secretly happy to see him go.
The small albino girl stepped forward with sad eyes, offering, a slender hand to the fallen lover of the raven demon, helping her to her feet before saying, "you should find Sebastian, I think he is going to be all the time with you he can get…"
Auroras dark blue eyes widened at her words as a chill crept down the length of her spine and through her tail, "O-oh..ok" she responded before turning to run and find her raven, scared by the girls words, as Maya watched the neko disappear from her sight.
Alys: tada! Its done *tear* only one chapter left! Oh! And to the lovely people who helped me write this, if any of this is not to your liking (like if you hate what I did or I screwed something up majorly-let me know, pm me, and Ill fix it and make it better!)
Ok...now its time for personal response time! Yaayy! I love you people!
to Leakyrawings: Im glad you like my story and the way it reads~ I always worry that my stories dont read well...^ ^;
To firebringer12500: EH!? Why would you want to do that! *shields Alois and Claude* Whhhhhhyyyyyyyy? Im glad you like it-but please dont hurt the characters...please...
To Sebby-fan: thanks! but its not luck I need...its time! But thank you!
to Sweetdreams705: Chibi pancakes! YaaaaaaY! And no..Aurora didnt wear the maid outfit...*tear* Hannah is a pretty name, and dont fret not looking like the anime Hannah, no one could ever look that ..well anime-ish
To Midnight-Nightmare:Thanks! I try! ^-^
to Pretty-Little-liar: I hope you liked it! I included soem of you description stuff at the top because I didnt want any confusion about your character, I hope that was ok...^ ^;
To Narutosoulfox: *smiles* point for Sebby! Or more accurately..Score!
To Katinalht: Im glad you like my brain baby Aurora~ shes fun to write...but sadly i dont know how many jealousy scenes I can squish into the next chapter due to it being the last...*tear* Im sorry...
Sarafinja: 8slightly paniced* Nooooooo dont faint on me! Im glad you like the character and how I write them but Im not so good you should faint over them! And yea...my lemons arent horribly graphic, but I can write them that way but it didnt seem right for this story...but I haz FLUFF! *holds up a piece of golden fluff as dramatic music plays* And how could I be scared by your craziness? Its wonderful, I myself am a rather crazy child~
Okatay! (yes I spelled it with a a on purpose! Dont judge! Please! Ooo~ Did you hear of my new found love for Umehito Nekozawa from Ouran High School Host Club? Well now you have...Im in love with him, hes wonderful! Oh-wait thats not the point! I meant to say: thanks for reading my story! Yuor reviews help me find time to write, so please review! Please? And I hope you liked the chapter and if you havent read my notice-do- so you can know all about my little character questioning idea, which I will know your opinion of based off your reviews!
Until the last chapter,
Alys