Me: Aloha! How is everyone today?
Ciel: They are amazing! Now get on with the damn story!
Me: Don't boss me around you short stack of pancakes.
Ciel: That was mean :(
Me: I'm sowwy (holds out arms for a hug.)
Ciel: No! You'll have to earn that hug.
Me: How?
Ciel: By getting on with the damn Story.
Me: Okay! Enjoy!
Episode Eight
Cissy POV
I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. How sad is that? My dreams, they were almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a nightmare you're so relieved. I woke up into what I perceive as a nightmare That's the thing about depression; someone can survive almost anything, as long as they see the end in sight. But depression is so insidious, and it compounds daily, making it impossible to ever see the end.
My eyes fluttered open and I looked around, wanting so very badly to go back to sleep. I had been having a wonderful dream, filled with the laughter of a child and many besutiful sunny days. Suddenly, I heard a knock at my door and looking, I saw little Rosa walk in, a book in her hand. "Good morning Cissy..." she whispered and I actually smiled. Rosa was such a sweet, smart beautiful young girl and if in have a girl, I would want her to be like her.
"Morning sweetie." I said with a yawn as I sat up and stretched.
"Samantha wanted me to come tell you that breakfast is ready." She said and nodding, I got out of bed and stretched.
"Any idea what we're having I smiled slightly as I followed her from the room and she shook her head as we went downstairs.
Ciel was already sitting at the table with Adam who was attempting to play twenty questions with the young Earl. "What's your middle name? How'd you get it? Do you like it? Why? How old was your mummy and daddy? What did they look like? Do you look like them?" The little boy asked quickly as he happily kicked his feet slightly.
Smiling, Ciel chuckled at the boy and without hesitation,the Earl answered the seven year olds every question. "Alexander, I'm not sure how I got it, Yes I like it, because it goes with my first name, they were thirty when they died, my dad had black hair, brown eyes, my mum had blonde hair and blue eyes, and yes, I look like a perfect mix between my parents." He finished with a smirk and Smiling, I sat down.
Rosa smiled herself and setting her book beside her chsir, the young girl sat down on my right and with that, Samantha and Sebastian came out with our food. I couldn't help but watch them for a couple seconds, They seemed tense with each other, as if something had happened between them this morning.
Looking between them, I opened my mouth to ask but one look from Samantha and ai closed my mouth quickly. Whatever it was, it was personal and intruding on my favorite persons personal life was the last thing I wanted to do so shaking my head, I began to eat without a word.
Samantha POV
(Earlier That Morning)
"Samantha? May I have a word?" I looked up from the book I'd been reading at Sebastian whovwas standing in the doorway if my room. He looked calm as ever however I could tell that what ever he needed to talk about, it was extremely important.
"Yes Sebastian?" I asked and walking in, he sat on my bed.
"It is about Cissillia... or rather, its about her soul." He said and I sighed.
"I knew you would figure it out eventually... I just did not know when." I whispered as a dreadfully tense pain filled my stomach.
"That soul rightfully belongs to me." He said after a moment of thoughtful silence and again I sighed.
"No Sebastian, only Ciel's half did, Cissillia is mine and I will not let you hurt her." I said as the sensation now began to feel more like anger.
"Well, we will just have to agree to disagree." He said in a sort of low voice that caused my unease to strengthen.
"Sebastian, what-" I began but he cut me off by standing up.
"I will get what is rightfully mine Samantha." He said in that same low tone, "Even if that means that I must eradicate anything that gets in my way... for you see, I am very possessive and very hungry." With that said, he turned and left my room and as he closed my door behind him, my eyes glowed a venomous red.
"You will not steal my mistress." I growled. I knew he was hungry and I knew he'd do just about anything to get the meal that he percieves as his however no matter what, I will never allow any harm to Cissillia..
A/N: Sorry, I don't really know Vincent and Rachals ages so I guesstimated... I really hope you liked it and if you have ideas, I'm always listening:) so click that button and leave a review or follow or favorites:)
