Ch. 20 Prompt: Memories

Diamond poured herself a glass of wine, a thin black robe loosely covering her nude form. She sipped the deep red alcohol from the beautiful crystal glass and took herself a seat, her fingers flipping through the pages of a book lazily.

"Sebastian, what do you want?" Her eyes didn't leave her book as she sipped her wine.

"The young master sent me…" He bowed, "to request your presence for this evening." His head slowly rose to her, a smirk apparent on his face.

"I respectfully decline." She took another sip of the tarte booze, licking her lips. "I have no interest in children."

"I was afraid you would say that." Sebastian sighed, walking over to the table, his hand resting on hers softly.

"Like I said, I respectfully decline the Guard Dogs invitation." She slid her hand out from under his, turning her attention back to her book.

"Please get dressed Madame, you will be dining with the Earl this evening, and I would hate for you to be… Underdressed." Sebastian closed her book, leaning over her and removing her wine glass from her hand.

Diamond felt anger build in her gut. "I'm not going to repeat myself mutt." She glared at him, eyeing his every move.

Sebastian looked at his pocket watch. "Oh dear, I suppose negotiations have broken down." He softly closed the watch and placed it back in his pocket. "I'm afraid I was ordered to collect you for the Earl. Please dress yourself accordingly while you still have time."

"Collect me? I'm not going. I decline his invitation. I have no intention of dining with him." She grit her teeth, taking a defensive position.

"Madame, I will not ask again." Before Diamond could respond, she was raised to his chest, his long fingers gripped her arms as she was pulled into him, picked up and out the door before she could even protest. "I truly wish you would've dressed yourself. This is highly inappropriate."

Diamond fought him to the best of her ability. As they arrived, Sebastian was highly disheveled. Mussed hair, ripped jacket, missing buttons, blood running over the fresh cuts in his attire. He softly set her down in a large banquet room, a table for two already set and took to tend to his appearance.

"I'm going to kill you" Diamond cracked her neck and shook out her arms, softly bouncing back and forth. "Come back here and fight me like a man, you—"

Diamond's yelling was interrupted by the young Earl clearing his throat from the well set table. "Glad to see you accepted my dinner invitation." Ciel smiled at her, directing her to the seat across from him.

She quickly closed the robe, to the best of her ability and sat down, retracting her blades. "You didn't leave me much of a choice, Earl Phantomhive." She smoothed a napkin over her lap and raised her wine glass to her lips, sipping from it slowly.

"Ciel..."

"Excuse me?"

"I want you to call me Ciel." The earl smiled at her.

"Ciel… Why am I here?" Diamond asked before taking another sip from her glass and placing it back on the table.

"I hate dining alone." Ciel took a sip of water and called for their entre.

"I hate being stolen from my home against my will." She ignored the plate of food set in front of her. "I don't eat." She pushed the plate away from her. "Why am I really here, Ciel?" His name fell from her lips like venom.

"Are you not going to make good on your threat?" Ciel's fists clenched around a table knife, running the blade over his collarbone, creating a slice across his small chest. "Devour me."

Diamond swallowed hard, her fingers gripping her thighs as she tried to control herself. "No. I'm not…" She licked her lips instinctively, leaving them parted softly.

"Devour me, Trisé" He ordered again, pulling the collar of his shirt down, exposing more of his flawless skin, blood running down his small form.

His scent filled the room. Attacking her willpower. Forcing its way into her nostrils. "I'm not your dog, you can't order me."

He climbed onto the table, pushing the plates and cutlery aside, stopping directly in front of her. His hand ran over the cut on his chest before he placed his fingers onto her lips. His face felt hot, blush rising and covering him in the softest shade of pink.

"Why are you doing this to me…" Her eyes fell to the child's face as she licked the blood from his hands, cautiously.

"Because I want to remember…" His visible eye softly closed as he felt the woman lapping the blood from his skin.

The boy looked delicious, his skin coated in a mist of sweat, blood running down his body, his deep blue hair clinging to his face, a need in his uncovered eye.

Diamond felt a sharp pain in her chest, bringing her out of her daze. Ciel's memories flooded her mind, pain overcame her as she fell to the floor. She seen it all. His happiness with his parents, the fire, the attack of the angels, and Sebastian, fighting to devour his soul, the pain in his eyes when Ciel's soul was stripped from him, stolen from him.

Tears fell from her eyes as she lay on the cold tile, "Ciel…" She whispered before losing consciousness.

Gloved hands wrapped around her back, lifting her from the tiled floor and carrying her to a soft bed. "She's running a fever," Sebastian placed a cool rag on the vampire's forehead.

Ciel gripped at the cut on his chest, guilt flooding his body. "Bring her back…"

"We can simply wait, My Lord." Sebastian exited the room, leaving the child by her bedside.

Diamond was lost. Lost in a labyrinth of memories. Unlocking more and more torturous thoughts as she began her attempt to escape. Crippled by imagery of burning bodies, overcome with emotional torture, desire for revenge.

Each day surpassed the one before. The sights she's seen, the monsters she's fought, each more difficult to bear than the last. Feathers fell from the sky, a salt and pepper mixture of black and white floating timidly from a violet sky. The battle of good and evil. Internal turmoil taking her over. Tears welled in her eyes, falling to the cold, cold dirt.

All of it, every memory hidden in his blood, force their way in. She took over his pain, his regret, his grief, love, fear, anger. Emotions overwhelmed her, she felt… Human.

Through the labyrinth she walked, thorns pricking her porcelain skin. She fought the monsters valiantly. She needed to find her way back.

Ciel replaced the rag on her forehead, feeling the heat from her body radiate. He had no idea what happened, he just knew what he wanted. He wanted to be whole again, but at what cost?

More and more came for her. Cinematic records wrapped tightly around her figure. For the second time in her life, she felt the overwhelming need to breathe.

"Sebastian!" Ciel called out, watching the woman's chest rise and fall rapidly. "Sebastian, she's hyperventilating."

"Odd… Vampires don't have a need to breathe, My Lord."

She tore and tore at the film strips encasing her body, slowly freeing herself as she ran and ran.

"Ciel... Come back to me Ciel…"

The voice was familiar, a faint memory. She kept running.

"Do you wish to make a contract"

Another memory hit her like a bullet to the back, knocking her body back to the dirt.

Diamond's hands gripped the young boy's arm, tightly, "Ciel…." She spoke faintly, "Ciel… Help… Me…" Her grip loosened as she lost consciousness once again.

"Snuff out the unnecessary, Snuff out the unclean"

"Ciel~"

"And then he arrived, with a jet black butler."

"Smile… "

"How long has she been like this?" Undertaker ran his fingers over her cheek, worry apparent on his face.

"Four days." Sebastian responded, emotionless.

"What did you do to her" He turned to face the demon, anger dripping from his very being.

"I did this… I forced her to drink from me… I forced her to reclaim my memories…" Ciel spoke, his eyes on the floor, head low in shame.

"Humans are so weak, fragile"

She ran and ran until she reached the gates. Stone and metal, the only barrier of her escape from this harshness. She pulled and pulled, her strength failing her.

"Open! Now! Now! Now! Open!" She called out, repeating herself over and over, her voice growing louder as she pulled and pulled on the gates.

Ciel felt his eye repeatedly pulse under the patch. Sebastian had felt a similar pull. An order? Without words?

The gates slowly opened, a crow leading her way back. She saw herself, surrounded, in a plush bed. Did she die? No, surely not. She is immortal after all. She felt weightless as she fell back into her own body.

Diamonds eyes slowly opened for the first time in seven days, she turned to face the boy. "Ciel…" She reached her hand out, pulling him by the back of his neck. "Take it back from me… All of it…" She spoke weakly as her fingers tangled into his hair, pulling him mere centimeters from her face. "Take it back… Ciel… Please…" She forced her lips to his, passionately, with a roughness as she forced her tongue into his mouth, dominating the demon even in her weakened state.

Ciel's eyes widened and a heated blush rose to his face as the kiss broke, a small string of saliva separating as she lost consciousness once again.

Undertaker and Sebastian stared in disbelief as the boy cringed visibly, his memories flooding back to him as he gripped his chest, eyes closed tightly.

"Adrian…" She whispered out, eyes closed.

"Yes, I'm here," He leaned over the bed to her, petting her hair, leaning his head in the crook of her neck.

"Humanity is terrifying…" She took a deep breath. "Emotions… are terrifying…" She took another breath. "I… Feel…" She chuckled, breathlessly, before drifting off once again.

He pulled his mate into his chest, standing, his eyes falling to the demons. "Not a word. Not a single word. You owe her your life… Lord Phantomhive." He moved to make his exit, taking his love home, where she belonged.