I know you must be in shock! It hasn't been a year since I last updated! Well without further delay I present to you the new chapter of Be Careful What You Wish For. Anyway I would like to give a special thanks to Sammy3210, Esmereilda, maxie, and MaxiBabyFan2000 for reviewing. I enjoyed hearing your thoughts and I hope you will enjoy this chapter as well!

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Claude was getting desperate.

It took a while but Larisa finally got the hang of her control. She still had no idea when she was doing it but with Femi telling her when she suppressed it all she memorized what she felt. With all of that she could now stifle her the energy, measure it, and give it to someone through a touch…in theory. She couldn't really practice but Femi seemed certain she could do it.

So now here she was stifling her nature for the past three days slipping in and out of real sleep and awakening, waiting for Claude to finally leave her so she could escape. The escape plan was a work in progress but she had a good idea of what to do. Just like Sebastian, Claude got her demon protectors for when he was gone. Only these were demons she knew. The triplets it seemed were currently under Claude's employment and judging from their mutters once he left.

They weren't on good terms with him, so he must have stolen them from the female demon she never met named Hannah. She remember someone once jokingly telling her the triplets listen to her because she was a woman and they liked being under a queen's thumb. So she was hoping that joke had some truth to it. Because when she got them alone she intended to bribe them and hopefully her being a woman would help them take the bribe.

Feeling Claude touch her cheek, she had to hold in her sighs, he was getting rather touch feely these past few days and she was a little tired of it. "Larisa…I don't know if you can hear me but I have to leave for a day…I have to take care of myself. He's forgetting what his mission is. Too caught up in your blood, but don't worry I don't let him hurt you," he whispered to her.

Was this a trick?

Could she finally be getting her chance or was this a trick to try and see if she was fooling him? She almost fell for a couple of these tricks. Twice he acted too soon and the third time she barely got back to the bed, during her slumber her had lost a lot of strength in her legs. Another reason she needed the triplets to escape, there was absolutely no way she could leave under her own power. She had been doing some leg exercises to strengthen them but walking was still quite the chore.

Listen closely to Claude as he spoke to her, it wasn't long before there was a knock and in came her hopeful salvation. Once the triplets were accounted for, Claude gave them his usual orders before bidding her goodbye and heading out the door. Peeking just barely through her lashes, she watched Claude leave the room and shut her eyes once more waiting for a couple of hours to pass. She had to make sure this wasn't a trick because this was the only way she could escape.

It was only an hour in when she got the shock of her life, half way between dozing and day dreaming when she felt someone roughly grope her chest. Sitting up emitting startled scream she stuck the face closest which just so happened to belong to none other than Thompson. Looking unbothered by his red cheek, Thompson released her and turned to his brothers, "I told you if we did something like that she would finally stop pretending to be asleep. Also it was quite soft and bigger than I thought, nowhere nearly as nice as Lady Hannah's but still better than nothing," he told his brothers.

Glowering, Larisa glared, "Geez, do you three always have to be perverts! There better ways to wake someone up you know!" she snapped at them irritably.

They all flashed her their monotone expressions, she chose to ignore it though. After all from all her time with them that was the only expression they ever showed her, "Is he really gone? He's not about to burst in or something is he?" she asked peering at the door.

Glancing at the door, Cantebury stepped up and pointed to it, "If you're speaking of Claude, then that unpleasant guy is dealing with himself at the moment," he told her.

Nodding pleased to hear that, Larisa smiled at them, "Then I would like to make you a proposition," she told them twisting her body to face them. Clearing her throat she took a moment to compose herself before pointing toward them. Pointing to the one who stood in the middle which just so happen to be Timber she spoke, "I demand you three stop obeying Claude and come to serve me. I'm the treasure and the only queen the underworld will ever truly know. If you do as I say I assure you in the future I will give you what you want so long as it's reasonable but for now I'll give you measures of my power if you help me leave," she told them firmly, hoping they would response to her demanding voice.

The room was quiet, so quiet it would be comical if a cricket started to chirp. Then all three took steps back and began to converse in whispers behind their hands. Letting her arm drop she watched them hopeful she really needed this to work, because if not she exposed herself and trapped herself. She would seriously like to stop being the reason for her own capture, finally the triplets stop talking and Timber walked up to her, "What counts as reasonable?" he asked.

"I'm not doing anything pervy to you or killing anyone," she told him.

That got more conversation going, "What do you consider pervy?" asked Cantebury once they finished.

Sighing at the fact they were staying on the pervy part, Larisa couldn't help but feel a little weary at the fact that they didn't seem to mature, "Sexual acts committed by me on you," she said irritably.

"Why would we want sexual acts performed by you on us?" questioned Thompson.

"Yes, if anything we would prefer someone more experienced," countered Cantebury.

"Not a little girl who seems embarrassed to say sexual acts," finished Timber.

Fuming, Larisa glared at the three of them, "Will you shut up and either take my offer or not, I don't care if you don't think I'm a good choice for those acts! I'm just telling you I won't sleep with any of you or perform any sexual act! So hurry up already! I don't have all day I have to get away from Claude and if you're not going to help me I have to find my own way away from him!" she snapped furious.

She didn't have time for their usual crap, she was on a tight schedule.

Looking between each other, all three nodded and sunk to one knee in unison holding out a single hand to her as they bowed their heads, "We are at your command our queen," they chimed together.

Feeling a wave of relief, Larisa nodded and stood up on wobbly legs, "Good then please dress me to the point I'll blend in with this world. Then take me somewhere that I can hide from both Claude's. I would go back to the others but if this Claude is getting unstable I'll just put them endanger. If I stay in hiding long enough maybe my Claude will make the other attack Sebastian. Hopefully I've given him enough that he can hold his own," she muttered.

Sharing glances the triplets didn't say a word about her mumbling but rather went to work on her first order, crossing the room before she could even take notice Cantebury grabbed Larisa's nightgown. Gripping it at the shoulders he pulled it off of her before she could blink, then before she could scream and cover herself in embarrassment, Timber pulled white gown over her head. While Thompson followed after him with a slip, they layered clothes on her while Cantebury moved behind her pulling on a corset tying it tightly but leaving it at least lose enough to let her breath easier.

Tying things off and buttoning them up, the triplets were a blur of bodies and hands. Larisa couldn't tell one from the other as they moved around her quickly. She was forced this way and that way as they dressed her and before she make sense of their work they pulled away and left her in front of a mirror. Not only did they dress her the cleaned her up, put make-up on her without her knowledge, and even did her hair.

Gazing into the mirror she found herself in a blue and white dress. It was almost a mixture of her style in the future mixed with the past. The top of the dress looked much like a fancy blouse with small puffed sleeves that turned form fitting before ending at her elbow if a burst of frilly lace. The collar stuck up and frilled around her neck getting tied off with a dark blue ribbon. The dress was a solid piece but from her image it looked as if she wore a blouse with a dress overlapping it. At some point near her chest the blouse top changed into a light blue and white pinstriped dress. It covered her breast before falling down to the floor the skirt A-line and at her waist was a navy blue ribbon with a single white flower.

At the bottom of the dress were two bows diagonal to each other and made from the same fabric as the skirt almost making them blend into the dress. On her hands were white lacy gloves and they pulled her hair back into an elaborate braided bun. Then on top of her head was a little navy blue bowler hat they decorated in white flowers and a burgundy bow, and to keep the hat in place it tied under her chin.

Gazing at herself, she blinked in surprise at her transformation and at the dress. It was actually comfortable and it would fit the current style while feeling like her style, "…You guys are good," she said in amazement. Not only did they do this quickly but she liked the look and she liked the style of the dress and feel of it as well.

At once they all sunk to their knees again and gazed at her with their emotionless expressions.

"We are pleased you like it…" said Cantebury trailing off holding out a hand for her.

"Now if you would follow us…" said Thompson trailing off himself only crossing his arm over his chest.

"We'll take you to a place where you will be safe from Claude," finished Timber copying Thompson.

Taking Canterbury's hand Larisa was pulled up bridal style by him before he headed toward the door that was pulled open by Timber and then they were off. All three snuck her through a manor that was much like the one she visit in England back when she was a child. Only where that house had been an antique this one was new, of course what was antique in her time was new in this one.

The triplets seemed to glide through the shadows, stopping her from speaking and at times darting into rooms where they stopped their breathing and held hands over her mouth. It seemed to take forever to navigate through the manor but finally they were outside. Gazing up at the sunlit sky, Larisa gave a gentle sigh glad to finally hear birds and smell fresh air. Getting set down by Cantebury she looked up at him and took his arm when he offered it, "Claude is gone and everyone else in the house will not come after us, its best if we get you walking again. So I shall help you stroll through the woods," he told her taking smaller steps to match her own.

Then from behind her Timber opened up a parasol that matched the striped part of her dress and held it high above her head, "You guys certainly do seem to like to serve," she muttered surprised. They weren't even with her an hour and they were already acting like they've served her, her whole life.

Speaking up from the back, Thompson cleared his throat, "We were Lady Hannah's faithful servants before Claude and it's in our nature to serve a queen," he told her.

Frowning, Larisa peered back at him, "You guys never told me what you wanted…when I get back to the future would you like me to dissolve your contract or whatever with Sebastian and let you go back to Hannah or whatever," she asked.

Watching all three of them glance at each other, they shook their heads in unison, "We can no longer serve Lady Hannah," said Timber at her left.

Nodding, Cantebury gazed on ahead, "We displeased her and she dismissed us and gave us away to Claude, we know not who your Sebastian is but its obvious Claude will either lose us or your Sebastian will steal us, either way we cannot return," he said.

"Why not?" asked Larisa puzzled.

"Lady Hannah has no need of servants who cannot please her, we do not deserve to serve her any longer therefore we will serve any master who takes us," Thompson uttered.

Frowning, Larisa looked at the grass puzzled because she didn't get it, they obviously didn't like Claude but they were going to stick around and serve him. It was the same with Sebastian, "Why not just go out on your own and become your own masters?" she asked them.

"Because that would be boring," they said in unison.

She had no idea what to say to that, "Um…okay, I guess I'll pretend to get that, what about your wishes though? Anything you would like from me in the future? It's whatever you wish except for those earlier forbidden zones of course. It's the least I can do since your helping me," she said, plus she had to bribe them somehow. In the future they never seemed to care much about her blood or energy, they would take snippets from her she knew but other than that they just ignored her treasure energy.

"We only have one wish," said Cantebury.

"Just one," said Timber.

"The same one," said Thompson.

"And?" asked Larisa.

Gazing at her they all spoke in unison once more, "Become a queen worth serving," they told her.


Sam and Ciel were trying to wrap their head around this. Once he put his grandfather in the corner, Ciel got him to spill his secrets and as usual he didn't like what the earl had to say. Their futures had two out puts, if Larisa would have stayed with them eventually past or now Claude would come. In his wake there would be a lot of death, he would slaughter them and leave Larisa grievously injured.

Their deaths wouldn't be quick either.

He himself would be mauled and left to bleed out while his organs spilled from his body and his lungs filled with blood…he would choke on his own blood and be treated to pain. After all it couldn't feel nice to have your organs leak out of your body. Then before he could die he would have to watch his sister get eaten before their Claude would come and restrain himself.

Shiro would have the quickest death, a surprise beheading with some demon sword.

Sam, she would be treated to a painful death as well. Claude would impale her with the demon sword multiple times till she finally perished. Having a normal sword stabbed through you was painful enough but that sword would be even more painful with the way it twisted and waved. Just like some vine transformed into a sharp blade.

If she got taken though she would escape and keep away from them in fear of being a danger to them and she would set off on her own with those triplets that were at her beck and call back home. They would help her stay hidden but only for a while. When they left her alone to go do something past Claude would find her…after that his sister would be experiencing something that could scar her.

"So what will you do?" asked Ciel breaking his thought process.

"Are those the only two choices? I mean seriously I thought the future was supposed to have infinite possibilities!" snapped Sam.

Crossing his arms behind his back, Sebastian smiled, "It depends on the person to be completely honest and whether they have knowledge of the future. Larisa herself seems to be straightforward, less complicated and much simpler than who she is related too. Might part of the reason I come to care for her…I never did like complicated women. If it was the young master they were predicting there would no doubt be at least seventeen outcomes that would no doubt keep growing if he got ahold of his files and all would end quite horribly due to his…personality," he explained to her, while poking fun at his tiny rather unpleasant master.

Scowling, Sam crossed her arms, "Damn it, I don't like either of these options," she griped.

"Well consider this your punishment for following a demon and an idiot back into the past," snapped the earl.

Glowering Sam reached over and clocked the earl hard on the head. Flinching at the sound of the whack Ciel grimaced as he watched his past-self become aware of Samantha's strength. The girl could hit quite hard when you angered her and he could still remember the headache she gave him that one day. Watching the Earl's eyes water in pain, he looked away as Earl Phantomhive attempted to hold back his tears, "Oops I thought I saw a bug," she said turning away from him.

Chuckling, past Sebastian gazed at Samantha amused, "Please keep your hands to yourself young Samantha, young master doesn't need any more brain damage than what he has already received," he told her getting a nasty look from said master.

"I make no promises, I'm afraid in my generation we strike twerpy little brats when they're being total asshats, isn't that right Ciel!" she said turning her burning eyes on him.

Biting his tongue, Ciel choose not to speak to the fuming woman. He didn't trust himself to not say something that would set her off. He just knew himself a little too well, "Can we change the future for the better if we go look for her?" he asked Shiro and past Sebastian.

Sharing looks, Shiro sighed and shrugged, "Hard to say and we have no way of knowing, the shinigami Sebastian took those from was an idiot who gave them up through stupid mistake. He and the others aren't likely to repeat that so all we can do is choose our own faiths. We can let the futures we know play out or we can make our own," he told him calmly.

Nodding, Ciel peered at Shiro with a vulnerable expression, "What should we do then?" he asked him.

Frowning at the young boy, Shiro frowned, "Your sister is going to face a lot of nasty things in the future as his queen…it's best she gets a taste of it all before she decides to take the very permanent position of Hell's King Wife. Unlike in your world, demons don't have divorce…its forever or death. If she wants to be his wife it's probably best she witness what that choice will give her," he told him.

Wilting at that, Ciel slumped over, "…Fine…we leave her alone," he told him quietly.

"Ciel!" exclaimed Sam.

"It's for the best Samantha…I'm still not entirely sure how I feel about having a freaking demon in the family and Lala should probably know exactly what she's getting by being with that guy. Its better for everyone that this happens," he said.

"Everyone but her!" cried Sam.

Looking at her he frowned, "This is the best outcome for her…she needs to understand her choice fully before anything more happens. Getting involved with demons isn't something that is good you know, there's a reason people tie them in with misery and misfortune. If she intends to become a bride to a demon and eventually a demon queen then she needs to know what she getting into," he said.

Scowling Sam glared down at the younger boy, even if that was true it didn't change the fact that this was rather deceitful and wrong. If they could stop something bad from happening it was their duty to at least try and prevent it, but…what if in the preventing they just made it even worse. Damn it, she didn't like this in the slightest. Walking away from everyone she frowned as she thought longingly to the future, or rather her present.

Being out of your time line was nothing more than a headache.

There was nothing fun about going to the past and she doubted it would be fun in the future either, she just wished this would all stop. She was coming to her wits end. She wanted to go home curl up in her bed and maybe get a midnight visit from her own demon…anything but this. Nothing good was coming out of this trip, literally nothing good had happen since they came to the past.

All they discovered was:

Larisa and Ciel's grandpa was an ass.

Sebastian might be a bastard.

Claude was most definitely insane in the membrane.

Undertaker…he was just scary.

Sighing as she stepped out of the house Sam gazed up at the starry black sky wishing Larisa the best, she hoped she was able to get out of this not completely scar. Walking through the woods she listen to the sounds of animals scurrying through the brush. It was probably dangerous but she was pretty fast so if she ran into something she would book it.

She was walking for about five minutes when suddenly the forest around her went silent. Looking around warily she reached up and felt her ears. Having it go quiet like this made it seem like someone had clapped their hands over her ears rendering her deaf. Then she heard footsteps, looking back she found the butler Sebastian coming toward her. His eyes glowing red in the night making him seem rather horrifying at the moment.

Gazing at his pristine face Sam smiled, "You know I've always found it a little horrifying that you demons are so utterly beautiful. I mean honestly sometimes your looks make you look downright angelic but your anything but…it's just so deceiving," she said amused.

Smiling at her, Sebastian walked toward her, "It is a hunter technique, if we looked like what we are then we would never be able to catch our pray…no matter what we offer. Humans are visual, even if they know something or someone is bad if it's pretty they'll be more comfortable going toward it. That's due to your upbringing I'm afraid. Good is beautiful and Evil is ugly. Those words make your kind unknowingly walk toward their doom I'm afraid," he chatted.

"I guess that's why you told Larisa to be weary of beautiful people," muttered Sam.

Eyeing the blonde, Sebastian smiled, "You are her friend…are you not?" he questioned.

"Her best friend," said Sam firmly.

Nodding, Sebastian walked side by side with her keeping his eyes trained ahead looking through the dark at the creatures that scurried away from him in fright. "As her best friend you know a lot about Larisa then, do you not?" he asked her carefully. At that Samantha let out a sigh and stopped her walk and he stopped as well giving her an innocent smile, "Is something the matter?" he questioned her.

Glowering at him, Sam reached over and poked his chest, "If you want to ask me a question about Larisa just ask it and don't beat around the bush. I may like your mind games in the future but that's only because you protect Larisa…not Ciel's somehow more annoying and more evil past self. As of right now you are not allowed to play games with me Butler Jerk-face," she said annoyed.

Chuckling, Sebastian bowed his head to her, "I do apologize but it's as you say, besides right now I feel nothing for your friend…I admit as the treasure she does induce a certain longing. However, I do not know her, therefore I don't have much motivation to get her or convince the young master to let me do so," he told her calmly.

"I guess I can understand that," she said sounding annoyed.

"Anyway, I was wondering if I could question you. About my history with Larisa assuming you actually know about it? In the past Kotomi, the treasure before Larisa only had Yuki. There was never any other demon competing with him. In fact no one knew what she was till after she and Yuki married," he said.

Frowning, Sam looked over, "You want to know about your history with Larisa?" she asked.

Nodding, he crossed his arms behind his back, "It's not good for humans to stray outside of their time line, I'm sure you, Larisa, and Ciel feel it. This constant nagging feeling of discomfort…it will only increase the longer you stay. Human don't have the power to travel through time therefore when you do…its maddening, its why any true psychic who sees the future and are born human are utterly mad. Their minds travel to the future constantly and that feeling is always with them torturing them," he told her.

"What is you knowing about Lala going to do?" she asked.

"If I can write it down or do something to help me remember after your gone I could stop this, all you need to do is give me information concerning her and the conditions we met. If I have that information I can change the beginning and no doubt the entire outcome of this situation," he told her calmly.

Frowning, Sam eyed him wearily, "You're not just saying this so I'll give you info and you can totally ditch her are you?" she asked him cautiously.

Shaking his head, he smiled, "The treasure is something no demon would willing give up," he told her.

Nodding, Sam gazed ahead still feeling a little cautious because this Sebastian didn't feel as safe as Larisa's, it was rather surprising how much Sebastian would change himself. The two almost seemed like two different beings, she supposed though he would do whatever it required to fit his roll though. Be it butler or husband it seemed he would do his absolute best to be what was asked of him, he was devoted she would give him that, "…You met her at a wedding. I remember her telling me after she got her memories back from Claude that you were in a field. You had fallen for a trick set up by another demon and she freed you from it," she told him.

"She must have gotten a wish then…what did she wish for?" he questioned.

"A husband," said Sam amused.

Pausing mid-step, Sebastian watched Sam for a minute or two before catching up with her, "She asked for a husband? Out of everything she could have had she wanted a husband," he said in complete disbelief, he heard of ridiculous wishes but nothing that strange. Frowning he peered at her interested, "You're playing a joke on me right?" he questioned her expecting her to burst into laughter any moment.

Shaking her head no, Sam gazed at him completely serious, "She asked for a husband, Larisa has only ever been serious about two things during her entire life. Her art and becoming a bride, she taken art so serious that she's gone behind her father's back to get into this art college. He's never been a big fan of her taking a stab at the art world…although to be honest with you I don't know what she plans on doing now…it's going to be downright difficult for her to have a human life being a demon's bride. I mean so far she's been ripped from home more times than I can count, that was from just Claude too…I wonder if she's going to give it all up?" she pondered.

"So in the end it'll be between me and her art," he said slowly.

"You'll win no doubt, the future you means everything to Larisa…she goes to you even when her mind is wiped…it's a shame though…she would have been a great artists," said Sam walking away from Sebastian to enjoy her walk alone.

Watching her walk off, Sebastian gazed up at the moon, "So my future bride is willing to give up everything to be with me," he muttered.

That was a strong devotion.

With a devotion that strong why would Claude be around, "…Samantha, did I not stay with Larisa?" he asked her catching up.

Looking back, Sam shook her head, "No, in fact you only stayed with her a summer or a year, I can't remember which. You left though and Claude came and erased Larisa's mind. Made her forget all about you and tried to put himself in her life. He always tried to make it perfect so he treated her mind like an etch and sketch, when he didn't like the picture he just shook her up and erased it. If we're going on time he's been in her life much longer than you, but for some reason she responds to you," said Sam.

"Why though?" muttered Sebastian.

Humans weren't choosy creatures, if you were to show them two demons they would go for whoever chose them without any worry. There are even some who would try to land both of them, Larisa though seemed to be focused on him and only him however. Could it be because of his history with the Phantomhive family or did she just respond to him for some odd reason.

"Why would she choose me, most girls would just go toward the demon that shows them the most attention. If I'm absent from her life then why wouldn't she gravitate toward Claude…did she ever have any others in her life," he questioned her curious.

Shrugging Sam yawned, "There was Charles but that never made it past childish crush. Larisa thought she loved him and confessed but apparently he knows about demons. His family fights against them for a living so he ditched her and went to demon boot camp never calling her once. When he finally came around and actually showed her he was interested in her she didn't linger on it for long. Ever since you showed up and she accepted you…she's show no one else any interest. She's always been boring in that regard, she wants forever love so much I guess it's written on her soul. When she chose you to be her forever that was that; no demon, no human, no shinigami, pretty much no nothing will stop it," she said shrugging with a fond smile.

"I wonder if that is a part of her being the treasure or if that is her," questioned Sebastian quietly.

Turning to face him, Sam shrugged, "Your guess is as good as mine, all I can tell you is when you finally find her you're going to at least have someone loyal love you. I know you probably scoff at love but try to be a man worthy of that kind of love!" she told him.


This had to be a joke.

Gazing at the broken structure in front of her, Larisa looked over to the triplets and found them gazing at her with their stony expressions. Sighing she turned back and sighed, a church…why did it have to be a church?! A broken-up stone church that was covered in moss and had wild flowers growing in-between the wooden floor boards. The ceiling had caved in at some point and there were bird's nest everywhere, thankfully no trace of spiders though.

"Are you sure this is the only place?" she asked.

Nodding his head, Timber frowned, "We can make it more comfortable for you but this is the best place if you wish to avoid Claude," he told her.

"I don't care about comfort…either way I won't be comfortable," she muttered.

"What do you mean?" questioned Cantebury helping her up the steps.

Frowning, Larisa gave the church a nervous look, "Let's just say me and religion don't exactly have a good relationship," she told him.

Shrugging at that, Thompson nodded, "Understandable after all as the treasure you're associated with demons and those of particular strong faith have always been able to see when one is touched by what is consider evil. Then they usually try to take care of the cursed themselves which always ends in death, either theirs or yours," he said.

"Nothing like that will happen with this church though, it was one created by the very evil the devoted can usually see," said Timber.

"Long ago a particular bold demon of old created a cult with humans. He promised them an afterlife of pleasures if they sold their souls to him," said Cantebury.

Frowning, Larisa gazed around the church it looked like a normal every day church although there did seem to be something rather unsettle around her. A different unsettling than the normal church unsettling she felt when inside one. "I imagine the shinigami were all too happy to hear that," she said sarcastically, she wondered how many people the demon killed before they came.

Frowning, Timber cleared a space for Larisa to sit down on, "They took it as well as you could imagine; he devoured at least hundred humans before they finally got permission to attack. It wasn't easy for them though, in addition to devouring souls, he did experiments on many humans giving them some semblance of demonic powers. It eroded their souls however, so the ones he didn't find particular appetizing were sacrificed…it wasn't pretty. Many souls were destroy and the demons were hunted for a long time. For about a century Shinigami's were order to destroy any demon that they came across," he told her quietly.

"…So demons don't come here because it's a reminder of that?" she asked.

"No demons don't come here because generally when one comes here it means they're up to no good," said a stern voice.

Jumping Larisa turned to find Will walking toward her along with Ronald, she hadn't seen the two of them in quite some time. Not since Ciel, past Ciel, came for her at long last. Sighing, Will looked around with a disapproving scowl, "I'm guessing you three aren't here for that though?" he questioned looking at the triplets, gazing at them each in the eye.

"I asked them to bring me someplace Claude won't come," said Larisa quickly.

Scowling, Will turned his eyes on her, "So you did…" he muttered looking quite annoyed.

Trotting up to her, Ronald gave a friendly smile, "They aren't going to attack are they because I kind need to do something to you," he said.

"Is it going to kill me?" asked Larisa.

Shaking his head, he still kept an eye on the triplets before crouching down in front of her, "Nope! If anything it's going to make sure you're okay," he said.

"Have at it then," said Larisa sitting up straighter.

Nodding, Ronald pulled a small light out of his pocket and clicked it on looking into her eye something that wasn't at all glaring and annoying when someone was checking for concussions. It was like there wasn't even a light shinnying in her eye. Frowning he pulled away and looked over his shoulder, "It doesn't look like her soul is strained or splitting," he called out to Will.

Frowning, Larisa looked between the two of them, "What's going on?" she asked.

Scowling, Will walked up to her eyeing the triplets, "You've been the past for a long time, longer than most other humans. When you fell asleep we were worried something might be going wrong with your soul. We were trying to check without alerting those demons of yours," he told her.

Reaching up to touch her chest Larisa turned her gaze to Will, "I was talking to one of my past lives, my first to be correct," she told him.

"Your past life?!" asked Ronald surprised.

"That's never been heard of," said Will giving her a confused looked.

Forcing herself up, Larisa took a couple of uneasy steps toward him, "Sorry, but I did it or she did it. It's all because I'm in the past, she apparently can talk to me freely now…she's the only one though," she told him sighing.

"Only one, Kotomi is the only one who's been born before you," said Ronald confused.

Chuckling, Larisa looked back with a smile, "You might want to sit down for this," she told him amused.


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