Hey y'all,

Look at that a quick chapter because I ended up procrastinating. Surprise, surprise! Enjoy this lovely fluff before shit goes down. I see most of you want Sebastian and Rina in a relationship (as did I secretly) so I shall begin that process of heading down that road slowly. If anything, Sebastian will be taking more interest in her but not by too much so quickly. I might make her his mate (as I am always a sucker of those stories), but we will see how I plan everything out for the future.

Thanks for the support guys and for the lovely ideas!

Enjoy this chapter! :)

P.S. not sure when I'm going to be able to post again. I have midterms coming up so, again I ask for your patience because I will most likely slowly write that chapter. (or so I say lol)

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Our dance ended not long ago, and I was drinking a glass of water. Sebastian had to leave as he was called away by my brother apparently. I could still feel his hands on my waist and his heartbeat in my head. If anything, I felt quite odd I muse thoughtfully while staring at my hands as if they were not my own.

Sighing briefly, I spot Madam Red not far and was still sitting down in her chair. I decide to walk over to her, and she smiles when she sees me, "I knew you'd make a perfect pair!" she exclaims joyfully.

I blush automatically, not even thinking about her staring at us. "I-It's not like that!" I stutter in embarrassment.

She sends me a knowing look but before she could reply, the Yard, the police force of London intrudes the room. They dash for the back with shouts where I saw Sebastian disappear earlier. I can only guess Sebastian did his job and rescued my brother in time. I take that as a cue that I should leave, knowing that they had probably left me behind to escape.

"Well, it seems I should leave now." I turn towards my aunt again when the Yard disappear.

She nods and stands up from her chair, "The night has been long." she agrees.

"Good night, auntie. Thanks for the dress again." I smile and bring her in for a short hug.

She pecks my cheek affectionately with a warm smile in return, "Don't mention it, goodnight, Rina."

I detach from her with a lazy wave and begin to leave the building. Many people were leaving already because of the Yard showing up. I ask a servant to call me a coach and one appears not long after. I pay the driver with some money I took with me before we left the townhouse.

"Phantomhive townhouse, please." I request and he nods with a friendly smile.

"Yes, miss." he opens the door kindly.

I nod my thanks and step inside of it. He shuts the door softly and steps up to the driver's seat. I get comfy in my seat quickly and stare at the night sky. I guess I'll count the stars to help pass time.

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Arriving back at the townhouse, I get out of it with a small yawn. Man, I was struggling to stay awake right now. Too much excitement in one night.

I make my way up to the front door slowly as I was not in a hurry. I open the door and trudge inside; it was quite dark inside already. I think my brother would be asleep right now. His day was also exhausting I can assume. Not caring about etiquette, I kick my heels off. Freedom! My feet were hurting like a bitch all day long and all that dancing did not help the ache one bit. I grab the pair and go up the stairs, wanting to go to sleep.

Although, the sound of someone's voice spooks me a bit. "My lady, I see you have returned safely." Sebastian acknowledges as he stands at the top with a lit candle candelabra.

I nod as I resume to walk up the stairs to his side, "How is my brother?" I ask.

He gives me a closed eye smile with a tilt of his head, "The young master is perfectly fine and has retired for the night."

I hum contently, "That is good to hear. What of Jack the Ripper?"

He smirks then, as if he knew something I did not, "Alive."

"Alive?"

He starts to leave the stairwell and I follow him as he was going in the direction of my bedroom. "They are alive." he clarifies without much emotion.

I squint my eyes at him as I was suspicious, "Don't tell me we got the wrong guy."

He smirks slyly again, and I realize I was right. "Who knows." he hints with a smug look.

We arrive at my door and we come to a stop in front of it. "You know my brother will freak out, right?" I point out.

I rub my eyes tiredly as I was beginning to have a hard time keeping them open. "As will you." he relays as he opens my bedroom door for me.

My eyes widen a fraction curiously, "Sebastian..." I mutter as I stare him down in complexation.

He flashes his signature grin, "Do not worry about it, my lady. You should get some rest."

I hum in agreement as I yawn by accident. "Hmm, sleep sounds good." I murmur. "Sebastian, you should sleep too. You had a rather busy day as well."

He tilts his head to the side, "I do not understand."

I toss my heels into my room carelessly as I begin to walk inside. "Welcome to my world whenever you do or say something." I reply snarkily.

I reach behind me and begin to undo the buttons on my back. I try to slip the first layer of the dress off but have some difficultly. I hear Sebastian sigh heavily in the doorway, "Do you need some assistance?" he asks, but he already knows my answer.

"Yes, please." I laugh slightly. He helps pull it over my head and I let out a relieved sigh, "Thanks." I express.

I begin to reach for my corset strings, but he stops my hands. I look at him over my shoulder in question to his act. "Would you like my help with this also?" he asks.

I debate over it but feel too tired to deny his random sampling of kindness. "If you don't mind..." I trail off into thought. He nods and starts to untighten the strings with expert hands. I can feel the corset slowly loosen and I feel the much-needed air return to my lungs. "Don't think this means you can tease me over this." I state, knowing Sebastian's sadistic humor.

I swear I could feel and see his mocking smirk behind me, "You know me well, my lady."

I roll my eyes and eventually he was done untying the corset, but I still held it to my chest to keep some modesty. I take the wig off as well; it was beginning to itch my scalp like crazy. My real hair was tied into a tight bun. I set it on my dresser and wander off to my changing screen. I assume he has already left, and I put on my nightgown.

I take my hair out of the bun as I move towards my bed. Instead, I find Sebastian to be here still in fact, but he was staring at an old photo of Vincent and I that sat near my bed. My hair tumbles down the side of my neck and I drag my fingers through it while watching him curiously.

"Were you and the previous head close?" he asks randomly whilst setting the picture frame down gently.

I raise an eyebrow at his question but eventually smile sadly at the thought of my adoptive father, "Very."

He glances at me in the dim darkness, his eyes swimming with thoughts I could tell. "What about the previous lady?"

I chuckle breathly and sit down on the edge of my bed, "Yes and no. It was a complex relationship."

"Ah, I see."

I hum thoughtfully, remembering many things about both adults who raised me. "As much as I enjoy this chat, Sebastian, I am rather tired." I yawn.

He bows with a hand to his chest, "Understood, sweet dreams, my lady."

I nod and wave him off as I open the covers. Crawling into them, I lay my head against the soft pillow, "Good night." I call out.

I saw the ghost of a smile on his lips and he blows out the candles. The room smothers itself in darkness and I hear him walk out of the room with the soft clip of the door closing. I smile into my blankets, remembering the night and our interactions. Perhaps, I was finally growing on the normally stoic butler. Though an odd part of me wished he would stay in the room with me as I slept.

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I woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside and I stretch with a long yawn. I felt quite refreshed oddly and I sit up to get out of the bed. Walking up to the curtains, I pull them open to be met with bright sunshine. Letting out a hiss in pain, I blink my eyes rapidly till they adjust to the light. I was a bit confused because usually, Sebastian wakes me up before the sun completely rises. Frowning, I grab my robe that hung on the changing screen and travel out into the hallway.

I wrap my arms around my chest as I walk down to the kitchen. Hopefully, I didn't miss breakfast, I was a little hungry. But before I could walk down the stairs, I hear a shout at the end of the hallway that sounds distinctly like my brother. Curious, I change my direction and pace down his study. The door was a crack open and I push it further to inspect.

I did not expect to find my aunt, Lau, and Grell inside the room along with my brother and his butler. My brother appears really pissed off. Great, what a marvelous way to start the day I think with an internal cry.

"What's going on?" I ask everyone, not caring who I got the answer from.

Ciel's gaze flickers to mine, his glare not lessoning. "This! This is what's wrong!" he shouts angerly while raising the newspaper.

I walk up to his desk and take the paper from his clenched hand. A gasp escapes my mouth when reading the headline. It appears Sebastian was right about catching the wrong person.

"The Viscount didn't go anywhere last night!" Ciel exclaims with furrowed eyebrows.

"If the suspect could not carry out the murders. It's an impersonator...no, it's possible there were others from the beginning." Lau suggests.

"Meaning the Viscount isn't involved?" Madam Red asks afterward.

"I have to come up with something again..." Ciel sighs out while standing up from his chair. "We have to narrow it down. Sebastian, organize the list."

Sebastian puts a hand on his chest, "Your humble servant understands." he pledges. He leaves afterward and I continue to stand. Setting the paper back down on his desk, I put a finger up to my chin in thought. If it wasn't the Viscount, then who was it? It is a medical expert, that's for sure. Why would they specifically target a womb though?

I turn and head out of the room as my stomach was begging for something to eat. Going down the stairs, I arrive at the kitchen in no time. I make my extra special cereal again as I do not get to eat it often.

Sitting down at the table, I set down my bowl full of off-brand cinnamon toast crunch with a soft 'clink'. As I begin to eat it, Sebastian eventually walks in. He glances in my direction briefly before he makes his way to the stove. He fetches a teapot and the container of some sort of tea leaves. I crunch on my cereal in thought to his words.

"Sebastian..." He tilts his head as if he were listening so I continue, "Do you think Jack the Ripper could be a woman?" I ask curiously while setting the spoon down against the edge of my bowl.

He stiffens slightly and turns to look at me with slightly wide eyes. The look is soon replaced with a side smirk, "What makes you think that, my lady?"

I hum thoughtfully before I reply, "The fact they take wombs specifically. It sounds like something a woman would do more than a man. But then again, I could be wrong and bias here."

He fills the teapot with water and puts it on the stovetop. He turns it on and turns to look at me this time, leaning against one of the counters. "It is something to consider, yes."

I lift an eyebrow at his half answer, "Don't make me beat around the bush. I know you know who it is."

He sighs heavily as if he was burdened with such a task. "It is best to find out when the young master does."

I narrow my eyes at him suspiciously, "By the way you're acting, I almost want to say you're keeping it away from my brother and me on purpose."

He smirks again, tapping a finger against the edge of the countertop. "All I will say is you will learn soon. Please be patient in the meantime."

I click my tongue to show my annoyance, not liking all this mystery. Though I give up with my own sigh, knowing I was not getting anywhere with this, "Fine, fine. I shall wait." I mutter.

I take another bite of my cereal happily and he stares impassively across the room as he waits for the tea to boil.

"How did you know so much about the case before we told you about it?" he asks suddenly.

The question surprises me slightly and I choke mid-swallow at it. Coughing harshly, I smack my chest a couple of times. "U-Uh, erm, I-I..." I stutter, not sure how to answer. "...read it when I went out!" I blurt.

Panic seizes my heart when he simply narrows his eyes at me. Fuck, fuck, he's on to me I shriek in my head. I fidget nervously under his nerving stare. "My lady, you are worse than the young master when it comes to lies."

I feel as if an arrow has pierced my heart at the observation. Was I really that bad? I think with a cry. I gulp and laugh oddly, "O-Oh is that so?" I ask with a sweat drop and a fake smile.

I get up and grab my bowl, setting it into the sink. I speed walk to the kitchen door, wanting to get out of this situation. "Where do you think you're going?" I hear him whisper into my ear once my hand settles on the doorknob.

A shudder runs throughout me and I open the door full force, wanting to leave asap. "Away from-!" I start but I smack myself with the edge of the door and I hiss out in pain. Rubbing my probably now red forehead, I step back an inch. I could feel his body heat behind me and that makes me more anxious.

I hear a 'pft' behind me and I turn around automatically with a seething glare. He had a gloved hand to his mouth with amusement showing in his eyes. I blush in embarrassment as the pain on my forehead pulses, "D-Don't laugh!" I screech.

He lowers his hand and his lips were already curled into a smirk, "I apologize, my lady."

I rush out the door, given the chance now. I keep my eyes behind me just in case he was stalking me. That was so traumatizing! I think. I want to hide in my bedroom for the rest of the day now.

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I sat in the study with my brother, Lau left, and I have no idea where Grell and Madam Red went. I watch the weather outside as it was raining and night time now. Thunder booms and lightning flicker across the sky constantly which was keeping me entertained. Sebastian stood next to the window beside me and was examining the list of suspects again along with other notes.

"There are four and a half million people in London alone. During the seasonal party period, there'd be even more. If we relax the requirements, the pool of people increases even more." Ciel sighs out tiredly, wanting to finish this case already.

"What a pain..." I mutter under my breath.

"You're still working?" Madam Red asks abruptly while entering the study along with Grell. She was carrying a box with her as well.

"Madam Red." Ciel acknowledges with a slight interest in her appearance.

"Sometimes you don't have to work so hard. Want to relax a bit and play this?" she offers while opening the box to reveal an international chess set.

My eyes widen at the game and I sit up straighter in my chair, "Oooh. It's been a while since I've seen that." I remark in remanence.

"International chess, huh...brings back old memories." Ciel comments.

I smile warmly, remembering the twins playing this version quite a bit when they were young. Not to mention the number of times I've lost against them. Good memories indeed.

"Is that so?" she asks with a smile. She sets it down at a table across the room. "Because Sebastian was coming, I got this out from the attic."

I sweat drop at my aunt, why specifically Sebastian? I mean, he was brilliant I'll give him that but...he's a servant.

"Come! Take a break! Take a break!" she beckons him with a cheery smile. My aunt was trying too hard, this was going to be fruitless either way because I know a fact, he will not take a break. I watch a sweat drop of confusion form on his brow and I knew I was right. "Grell, please prepare some tea!" she orders.

In the end, my brother joins Madam Red in the game of chess. They have not started yet though because my brother wanted to wait for some tea. Some minutes later with mild chat, Grell strolls in with the tea cart.

He brings two teacups toward Ciel and Madam Red first, then proceeds to give me my own. I smile lightly in thanks and he blushes a little. "It's already late, so I've prepared herb tea made from roses." he informs.

Before I could take a sip, Madam Red makes a sound of disgust as she brings the cup away from her lips. "THIS TASTES BAD!" she howls. "Why is the herbal tea salty?! And you call yourself a butler?!" she yells at Grell who frets under her anger. I take my own cup away from my mouth instantly.

"Even so, I'm still a butler!" he cries.

"DO IT AGAIN!" she instructs loudly. She sits back down when Grell starts apologizing repeatedly and takes back all our teacups, leaving the room in a rush with the cart. I feel bad for him, I think with a sweatdrop.

I can hear Sebastian scribbling his notes down as he was still standing near the window. That seems to catch my aunt's attention, "That butler of yours, whether he's capable or just a workaholic..." she analyzes with a short sigh.

I rest a hand on my chin with a narrowing gaze on her. I do not understand her obsession with him recently. This is the most she's ever been focused on him.

My brother begins to set up the chess game thoughtlessly, "This is nothing." he claims.

"That's not much?" she asks right after with a raised eyebrow. "Since he's so capable, you should just make him do the investigation on the Viscount instead." Madam Red offers.

For some reason, that sentence sticks to my mind well. Alarm bells sound off in my head and I grip the armrest tightly. She couldn't be...could she? I wonder nervously. She's a doctor, she works at a hospital, she's been acting a little weird lately. I swallow past the lump in my throat at the thought of her possibly being Jack the Ripper.

I raise a hand to my mouth, feeling as if I was going to be sick. Ciel stares intensely at the game board till he leans back in his chair, "That is my 'power' and 'hands and legs'. Sebastian is merely one of my chess pieces. It is not possible to move the chess pieces without me, the person behind it." he informs while moving forward a black knight forward on the board. "If I won using a free moving piece, that would not be to my credit." he continues while taking her white pawn.

"The one who gives the order will always be the master. Without my command, he will not make a move. But the difference between Sebastian and chess pieces is that he can singlehandedly take down all the other 'knights'." Ciel elaborates while taking another white pawn of my aunts with the black knight he was holding. "Just like that."

My brother was quite devious, I know that, but once in a while, I forget that fact. I was more concerned with my aunt right now. Every time I try to reason why she could not possibly be the murderer; another thing pops up to prove she might be. I don't know how much longer I could sit in this room with them.

"Doing that is against the rules!" she points out in confusion.

Ciel's lips spread into a smirk, "That's right. If this was a game of international chess..." he emphasizes. His smirk disappears when he lifts a finger up to his bottom lip in thought. "Unfortunately, in reality, there is no situation where one can win merely by following the rules. There will be knights that break the rules, and even chess pieces that betray him. In order to maintain the balance in this game, I too must break the rules in order to win, no? If we in England were to be less attentive, we would be finished." he concludes while setting his knight down.

He was so cryptic; I would almost call my brother cool but not to his face. Madam Red stares blankly ahead at him, not sure what to make of his justification. She ends up sighing lightly while tugging her robe tighter around herself, "You should, apart from being the watchdog of the darker side of society, have another way of living." she recommends with a side glance. "Sister...your mother would have wanted that too. But you insist on returning to the darker side of society."

My thoughts darken at the mention of Racheal. As much as I don't like to admit it, I miss her nagging sometimes. I never got to talk to Ciel about it, how much I missed his parents. The topic always seemed to be closed off with him. It hurt, a lot. I wanted to express how much I loved them, our tiny little family; but all that was for my private journals because I can't find anyone to share such heart-wrenching memories with.

I let out a shuttering breath as my heart clenches painfully. I will never get over any of their deaths no matter how much time passes on.

"You want to take revenge for my murdered sister?" Madam Red asks with a stern frown. I clench cloth of my dress tightly, not liking this topic one bit, but I don't have the will to interrupt as I was a bit curious to my brother's reaction. His eyes harden at her question, I can tell it has a great effect on him no matter how much he hides it. "Sister would definitely have not...we would have not wanted you to be like this..." she claims. "I'm even surprised that Rina let you become this." she adds afterward while flicking her eyes over to me.

I freeze in my seat once again, not liking her assumptions. I could hear my heartbeat thump in my ear wildly. I grit my teeth together, practically shaking in self-anguish. I had to restrain the tears in my eyes with great force. I bow my head, letting my hair make a curtain around my head to hide my face. I never wanted anything like this! I know it's all my fault that he is even like this in the first place. If only I could have saved him in the manor!

I do not know nor care if Ciel notices my reaction, I was stuck in my little world of guilt at the moment.

I was pulled out of slightly at the sound of his voice though, "I never thought of taking revenge. Even if I took revenge, the dead would not come back. And I would not gain any satisfaction. Whether it be to avenge or take revenge on someone's behalf, these are just pretty words, and merely a show of selfishness." he proclaims.

I lift my head a bit to stare at him with a mixed feeling of sadness and awe.

"So, it is just a matter of comfort?" Madam Red asks.

"I did not do this for the name of the Phantomhive family!" Ciel raises his voice. "I did it for myself! I want those who betrayed the Phantomhive family to experience, as did I, the same level of humiliation and suffering. Checkmate." he finishes while putting down his black queen.

I digest his words carefully, knowing each and every one holds the truth. I was proud of him honestly; my baby brother has grown a lot ever since he came back from his kidnapping. This only shoves more proof into my face, and I cannot help but smile at this realization again. I want to find whoever was responsible as well, I know this for a fact.

Madam Red sighs and scratches her head, "Sigh, this makes a consecutive forty-six losses. You were always good at chess. I'd always lose when I played with you. I still remember the day you were born. At the time I was still a new nurse, and I was panicking back then. You were so small and cute. I felt I had to protect you. Although I've never had children, I treat you as if you were my own son, and so I want you to leave this kind of society." she tries to persuade while getting up from her chair. She begins to touch his cheek until he moves her hand away from him.

"I am here because this is what I wish, and this is what I choose," Ciel states seriously. "And so, I won't regret anything. And neither will I rely...on anyone."

It comes to my knowledge, that I find it odd other family members do not mention Fenian at all. As if it were a forbidden topic. It pisses me off more than others realize. They may not have had much interaction with him much, but he existed.

I watch Ciel kisses our aunt's cheek which surprises me slightly, "It is time for me to retire. I had a happy time playing with you, Madam Red." he admits. He begins to leave the room till he turns around to look at me abruptly, "Rina, come with me."

My eyes widen a bit in shock, but I get up to follow as he requests.

"I won't lose next time, Sebastian." Madam Red claims with a wink.

"Goodnight." Ciel calls out with a hint of a smile.

I follow again as he starts walking again but Grell almost runs into him.

"I'm here to serve the tea...huh?" Grell ponders in confusion as we exit past him.

I stay behind him casually and watch the windows as we pass them. Rain pelts against them roughly and I can't wait to sleep to the sound of it. I am a bit confused about why my brother wants me to come with him though. I doubt he fears the storm unlike when he was a child. I smile at the memory of him coming into my bedroom to sleep with me during those nights along with his brother occasionally.

We head up the stairs and we reach his bedroom not long afterward; the townhouse was not that big after all.

He steps inside and I do the same while closing the door behind us. The oil lamp was on, so it was not too dark in the room. I tug my own robe around me unconsciously, "Do you need me for something?" I ask curiously.

He shrugs off his robe and lays it across the back of a chair nearby. He turns toward me with a tired look in his eye, "Can you help me dress for the night?"

My eyebrows go up in shock, as he never lets me do so; not since Sebastian has been here. I nod unsurely and head over to his closet. Opening it, I don't really find any proper pajamas but a bunch of oversized men's shirts, "Are these Sebastian's dress shirts?" I observe in confusion.

I receive a confirming hum behind me, and I sweatdrop. This was a little odd if I do say so myself. Picking one out, I shut the closet and make my way over to him as he remains standing where I last saw him. I move to stand in front of him and begin to unbutton the simpler clothing he was wearing already. As I make my way to the last button, I stop in thought.

"What is it?" he asks while staring at me now.

I frown deeply, my eyebrows dipping also. "Are you sure you want me to undress you? In the past, you refused that I do so."

"I want you to do it tonight."

I sigh with a roll of my eyes, "Whatever you say."

I unbutton the last one and push his shirt off. He was staring at me intensely as if waiting for something. I notice the brand on his side, but I try not to focus on it or give any alarm to it. I never knew that was there and it only intensifies my guilt tenfold.

Biting my lip to keep my eyes from watering emotionally, I grab the shirt and put it over his head. He puts his arms through the sleeves, and I take off his pants afterward. The only thing that remains was his eyepatch, but I will let him deal with that on his own. I remember him being terrified if I saw it at all that one time.

"Do you need me to tuck you in?" I ask with a teasing lilt.

He scowls slightly in response, "No."

A small smile makes its way to my lips and I take the clothes off the floor. I walk over to the hamper and dump them inside. "Well, if that's all you need, I'll get going then."

I begin to walk towards the door till his voice interrupts me, "...but I wouldn't mind if you did just this once." he mumbles.

Surprise hits me again tonight and I turn to look back at him as he holds the oversized shirt in his hands. There was a light blush dusting his cheeks also. I smile warmly once more and walk over to him. I scoop him up in my arms with a giggle at his adorableness. He gasps as I pick him up and squirms in my arms.

"R-Rina?! W-What are you doing?" he asks with a shout.

"I'm putting you to bed."

I barely ever get to be this close to him and I was going to get all that I could. I nuzzle my head against his and take in his scent I was so used to. It never changed even as a baby, I think with a content hum. I set him down on the bed and he lands on his back with a slight 'oof'.

"Alrighty, kiddo. Time to surf to dreamland." I hum out happily.

He sighs at my childish comment but gets underneath the covers. Once he was fully situated, I tuck the blankets in all around him. He watches my every move with a tiny bit of interest. I let out a small yawn as the lightening crackles outside.

"Sleep here tonight." he utters and I raise an eyebrow to that.

"What's going on with you, hm?" I ask while sitting down on the edge of the bed.

He frowns, "Nothing. Just stay and sleep with me."

I shake my head, wondering what got into him tonight. He hasn't been like this since ever he came back.

"Fine, fine. Only because I love you though." I tease and get up from my spot.

I go over to his closet and take one of Sebastian's shirts as well. Oh god, I hope he never sees me in one of these. He'd never stop teasing me! I think with an intense red blush. Pulling it out of the closet, I walk over to the changing screen in the bedroom and undress swiftly. I walk back out in it and over to the empty side of the bed. I haven't shown my legs this much in quite some time; at least near another person.

I crawl into the bed and I am met with my brother's blushing face. I roll my eyes and snuggle into the comforters.

"Oh my god, they are just legs." I grumble out.

"It's improper." he retorts.

"Do you want me to leave?"

"No..."

I smirk lightly and touch his foot with my own, "That's what I thought."

"Your feet are cold!" he shouts and scoots away from me.

I laugh a bit and wrap him in my arms, "Nu~! Don't leave me!" I squeal.

He flounders in my embrace, "Rina!"

I let go with another laugh and he glares at me, "Stop being a stick in the mud."

He scowls deeply at my mockery with a 'hmph'. I lighten my teasing and my grip on him loosens considerably as I try to relax into his bed again. I close my eyes unconsciously, welcoming the bed's softness with open arms. There was absolute silence till I hear him shuffle around in the blankets. I feel him come closer to me again and I had to withhold a smile at the act. I even out my breathing to make it appear that I am asleep.

"Rina?" he calls out quietly. Of course, I don't respond and wait for him to do or say something. I didn't have to wait very long till I feel him kiss my forehead and I had to fight the urge to open my eyes. "Don't leave me, ever. Goodnight, sis." he mumbles against my forehead.

I was trying really hard to not cry, I really was. I feel his hand ruffle through my hair affectionately and ultimately playing with it. Sleep enters my mind slowly, his fingers drawing its spell on me. I don't deserve such attention from him...