Remaining still was the best thing you could do, right now. Anything else, well would mean you'd be caught and who knows what would happen if you where, it was best not to know. Thankful for these lushes surroundings and greens, it hid you well. Sitting on your knees, that grew rather numb from its prolonged still movement. Falling asleep no doubt, but you had to endure it. All of it.
There had to be some reward being like this, it just had to be. Hand over your mouth, to prevent yourself from saying a single thing. Listen, your only choice and option at the moment to the P4 and their conversation. That at first didn't catch your interest until they began talking about a certain student, an earl, young earl. One of the newest students at school. It wasn't hard to figure out just whom they where talking about, Ciel.
He seem to be take their interest more ways than one, lowering and moving yourself closer. Listen with intently to each one of them, despite not knowing the voices and seeing faces. Information was information gathered, right?
Apparently, he was very good at his work he was given (as if), he also went to the one who spoke in a rather calm, gloomy voice's dorm. A surprise to the others, it confirmed it when the gloomy voice described the eye-patch, yep that was Ciel. What did he do? What did he get himself into? Was he alright? Why hadn't he told you? You'd be able to find some excuse to go and clean the dorm...why..your fingers trembled curling...he didn't tell you...he...
No! You shake your head, not was the time to get that way, you needed to focus, tuning back into the P4's conversation, missed a good amount in your mused thoughts, they where still talking about Ciel...
"I can't hear you! Say it louder!" A voice boomed, nearly ruptured your eardrums. Cover them quickly. Who in their right mind would speak in such a way? It was not needed, like some sort of drill sergeant.
If that wasn't bad, another voice came behind it booming as well. "Yessir! You allow me to speak!?" That voice you knew!
Gasped. Peered out a bit. It as you expected. Edward!
It was him indeed, your heart...thumped. Warmly. Felt it slowly rose to your cheeks.
He was talking know, saluted to the others. Or was it to that young man with short light blonde hair and thick eyebrows? "This new student you are talking about..." Edward began. "Is his name Ciel Phantomhive?"
"What, do you know him?" a P4 asked.
Edward confirmed it. "Yes. He's my cousin and Lizzy's...well..my younger sister's fiancé." He seem to have trouble saying that. "I had no idea he had entered this school..."
Another spoke. Some punk looking student, standing next to a P4 with a hood, who's eyes lifted every so often in a certain direction. But said nothing. The punk student spoke. "Rich boys from all of England come here it's not that surprising." Muttered something on the side. "Maybe he didn't send you a letter because he doesn't like you."
"He was also with me on the Campania the ship that had an accident..." Edward paused for a moment, from the one word, his eyes held a mixture of emotions, that...trembled on his chin. Accident..He cringed a moment, how could he forget. May's injured body flashed in his mind. He bite down, your heart clenched.
Edward..you cried.
Swallowing it, he kept going. "Not to long ago," the hurt in his voice seem disguised.
"Ohh! The luxury liner that sank? I'd really like to invite him here to talk."
A shock to another.
"You're taking that too lightly, Remond. Many people died on there."
Edward's eyes fell for a moment, he blinked quickly before any tears came. He couldn't let them fall...not here. Not now. She was safe, she was alright...yet her bloody body flashed in his mind...she was safe...she was fine...she was...she was...he repeated over and over again.
Your mouth opened to speak, close. Seeing Edward like this...it was...he was trying hard to fight it off. He still hadn't...your eyes drop to the ground...you didn't mean for this...he was still hurting from it. You thought...a sting came to your eyes, they began to well up but...nothing came. Like always...yet you felt it fall inside. Clench a hand over your chest.
"I didn't know about him." A voice spoke, brought you back. "He sure sounds interesting!" For some reason this voice...left an uneasy feeling in you. That made you hiss silently.
"But, I think a new student would feel uneasy if he suddenly found himself in the midst of all these upperclassmen."
"I think it would be okay." Edward said, to your surprise, but glad to hear it. "I'm strict with him because he's my relative.." he clenched his fist. "But...I respect him as a man for the way he is able to manage his household...at such a young age. As well, he took in something very precious and was amiable gesture on his part." He said affirmatively, despite the small redness on his cheeks he stood without it breaking his composer.
It held your attention, unsure what it was, but the sun seem...brighter from his words. A smile...a certain smile softly spread itself on your face, that just...your body felt...it felt..you weren't sure what it was, other than that you couldn't stop smiling.
"If you say so then I agree." The young man with the short light blonde hair said.
Edward's face lite up, pleased. "Greenhill.." Your face lite up seeing Edward's. It was nice.
"What about you, Violet?"
The young hooded man blowing bubbles in his drink through a straw agreed. "Sounds interesting, go ahead."
The other one agreed too. Plans circulated between them on when to meet with Ciel, it as decided tomorrow at 2 pm. Ciel would come and meet them here, not much information, oh well. Tucking away back into your spot, violet eyes glanced up from their bubble blowing, in a general direction. Blinked a few times. It didn't go unnoticed.
"Violet, what are you looking at?" Greenhill turned in the direction he was staring, see nothing but lush bushes. "You've been staring over there quite often. What is it?"
Gregory, blew a few more bubbles. "Nothing. Nothing at all."
You remained hidden for maybe you'd say at least a half-hour to forty-five minutes. Wait an extra few till the voices grew distant did you pop your head out completely, look around carefully, stand. Dust yourself, shake your legs a bit, take a step fall flat on the ground. Damn it, you forgot your legs had fallen asleep. Groaning, lay there for a bit...sigh, hopefully Miss Angus wouldn't be too upset, also, you needed to tell Ciel about tomorrow.
After your legs woke up, of course, then you'd tell him. Until then...just stay here...
With the image still fresh in their mind, a pale hand picks up a pencil, paper, and began sketching at first the figure. Before adding details, they carefully made sure each detail, especially those eyes. Those interesting...and warm eyes. They had the most details than anything. For the background, they added something they believed went with them...that brought them out completely. As they did this, wondered...why was she there? At the Swan Gazebo? She hid behind the bushes, quiet, yet not too quiet. Their violet eyes noticed her movement. Even when she quickly peeked out, they could have easily stopped everything and pointed her out, but didn't.
Unsure why, guess it wasn't their place. Still, a maid shouldn't be roaming the campus like such. Next time when they saw her, they'd...their hand paused and trembled..how unlike them. It truly was unlike them. Setting their pencil down, they couldn't finish the drawing like this. Rest their hand on their chest...feel a warm beat.
"Strange.."Gregory mumbled to himself. Looking up. "Strange."
Strange indeed, how Miss Angus managed to clean and get the work done without. When you returned, find her humming merrily, mopping the floors. Looked up and smiled.
"Ah, April there you are, did you deliver the treats?" She asked.
Not what you were expecting. Nod, slowly approach her, head down. "Forgive me, I did not meant to come late. I..I..."your eyes drop to the side. "I became..lost on my way back and.."
She waved a dismissive hand. "Oh, no need to apologize. It's quite understandable really. This place can be like a maze, you never know where you'll end up. I hope," she set the mop down cupping your hand in hers, gave a light squeeze and pat. "you weren't frightened."
"...No, I wasn't. Just a little lost and confused. Eventually," you smile. "some of the students where kind enough to direct me where to go and when they last saw you. Such gentlemen they are."
Miss Angus couldn't agree more. "Yes, yes, they. To help such a lovely young lady as yourself. I'm sure you left quite an impression. Being charmed by you." She giggled.
You joined her a bit. When you remembered something. Ciel! You needed to tell him. "Umm, Miss Angus..."
"Hmm? What is it dearie?"
"I was wondering, of course with your permission if I could well..."you pause for a moment thinking of the right words to say. That needed to come out, but, for some reason they didn't, the smile Miss Agnus had pushed the words behind you. You couldn't help but smile. "never mind."
She pat your hands lightly. "Well, when you think about it, please tell me. I'd much like to hear it. Now," she let your hands go, turned back around, picked up the mop. "we've got some cleaning to do, let's get to it. Could you be a dear and make sure the beds are tucked in nicely, then see to it shoes are aligned, after-"
So such a long list of thing to do, you weren't sure if you'd be able to do, but what choice did you really have. Nodding, get started.
Surprisingly, you noticed as you worked, running a smooth hand over the bedding. The work Miss Angus assigned you wasn't more hard, it was just simple...well cleaning. Doing the beds, straightening out shoes. Ironing and preparing some of the clothes. Polishing shoes if needed, sweeping here and there a bit. While Miss Angus did majority of the labor. Which you felt bad as she mopped and polished the floors, she seem unfazed and smiled through it. Even to the point of starting a talk with you. One you didn't mind enjoying and sharing.
A few laughs where shared between you and her, she even told you a bit of her life. She was an only child, grew up with her mother and father, her mother died at a young age. During that time, her father adopted a child, another girl. Who became her sister, her new little sister. The little girl, whom Miss Agnus talked fondly about with a heavy heart, was well loved. She loved her, her father did as well too...all of them lived happily together.
"She sounds amazing," you smile softly, fluffing some pillows. "your sister. You speak with such love about her."
Miss Angus, smiled quaintly to herself. "Yes," her voice throbbed a little. "I did. I loved so much. More than anything in the word, actually."
The same with Harmony for you. Smile for a moment thinking about her, frown slightly...Harmony. You hoped she was alright. "What was your sister's name?" you inquire, moving to another bed.
"It was a interesting name," Miss Angus paused. "one that filled me with wonder and joy. Maya."
What? Your head shot up, what did she say? "W-What?"
"Maya," Miss Angus repeated. "was her name. Quite a beautiful one," she smiled joyfully. "I'm not sure where it came from, but it fit her well. She was such a carefree spirit. The world around her was always new and thrilling. Even if she overturned a simple rock, it was amazing. She helped..."her voice began to crack. "me see more than what I thought. That hole that was left from my mother, became filled."
She sniffed. With a humming chuckle. Dabbed her eyes a bit. Sighed softly. You stopped your work complete and looked upon the woman, your heart wept for her. Hearing her say such words, it was quite clear she loved her sister dearly, and it was quite clear what happened. Still, you...asked. "If you don't mind me asking, but..."bite your lip. "what happened to your sister?"
Miss Angus's shoulders dropped slightly, from the question, you wished you hadn't said it. Open your mouth to take it back. "I lost her," Miss Angus voice filled with tears. "time took her away and I never saw her again."
Stopping what you where doing, go over, open your arms and wrap them around the small woman. Hold her. Harmony entered your mind...and another. That rose a aching pain in your chest. Increased when for a moment closed your eyes...see a figure..it was blurred but there. Of a girl, a teen girl, with...orange hair it seemed and blue eyes. Smiling at you, for a moment, vanished when your eyes opened.
Who was she?
A light touch on your arm returned you, it was a touch that seem so oddly familiar...it was...was..."Dearie? Are you alright?" Miss Angus's voice swept in. You said nothing, she asked again. "Are you alright?"
You weren't sure, at least for that moment, strange. "Y-Yes," you assure her letting her go. Rub your temple a bit. "yes I am alright. Forgive me. I was just..."
She understood, touched your forearm softly, there it was again. "It's alright. Thank you for your kind gesture." She said kindly. "It's nice to share. Though my sister is gone, I shall always have my loving memories of her. They keep me going, keep me smiling, and perhaps," she began sweeping again. "we will reunite again, someday of course. Now, let's finish. The day is nearly done."
Back in her normal spirits, you watch her sweep blissing content. Rose a smile on you, nodding, you return to work as well. Began humming, a humming tune that some how Miss Angus seem to know and joined you. Rose a smile to her as well.
She wasn't the only either, walking through the halls someone surprisingly caught a particular and familiar scent of someone. They were actually here, how delightful. A though that crossed another person's mind, hidden close and high. Tapped a long finger to their chin, lounged back with a cackling grin. This was going to be fun, fun indeed.
And delicious too. After tending and cleaning the dorms, which finished into the evening. The sun had begun to set if not already did, you and Miss Angus along with a few other employed here sat down for dinner. Provided by the chef, it was delectable, you couldn't stop eating it. It almost was as good as Sebastian's cooking.
Almost of course, yours was better.
As you sat eating, the others immersed in conversation, you just listened. It was cute what they talked about, like old friends...reminded you of...a time, you give it a thought...something like this. Right?
Reaching for the platter with broil fish, for seconds, something you weren't allowed to have in the presence of Ciel.
Ciel! You remembered nearly choked on the fork full of fish in your mouth. "Dearie, are you alright?" Miss Angus and the others turn to you. She patted your back. While another handed you a glass of water.
"Y-Yes," you hold up a hand clearing your throat. "I'm fine...I'm fine!" Rise, take the cup of water, gulp it down. "Sorry, but, I must..I must be off."
Before anyone could even ask for what reason, you fled the table and kitchen. Leaving everyone puzzled.
Ciel! Ciel, you needed to find him, damn, why did this campus have to be so big. Running down the corridors, pass classes, and a few common areas. Fountains as well, find no trace of Ciel. Calling out for him wouldn't help, because well it'd be weird if a maid like yourself knew someone of his..well status, second it was pretty much empty. No students in sight, third, well...you couldn't...
From the shadows eyes watch you, grin. Red hair? Who would have thought? Who where you looking for they wondered? Why where you actually here, that they had a idea as to why. The more eyes and ears around, the easier it was to gather information really. So, this was the role you told to take, how befitting, reversed roles between the two. Hmmm? They tap a long finger on their chin, cheekily. Their eyes continued following you, till you turned down corridor out of sight.
Unsure how long you'd been searching and running around trying to locate Ciel. It became clear he wasn't...here. Slow down. Come to a complete stop. "Ciel, where are you? There's something I need to tell you..."Drop your shoulders a bit.
He wasn't here, not want to give up, your head hung slightly. Searching mindlessly like this, wasn't going to do anything. With no other choice you turn and head back the way you came. The walk was quiet besides the soft echoes of your footsteps and soft night air. Along with your own thoughts, dwell in them you hadn't noticed you returned back to the kitchen.
Until someone called your attention. "April!" Your head snapped up, find one of the women, standing before you holding something out to you. It was a folded piece of paper, addressed to you. "Here."
She placed it in your hands. Looking at it carefully, notice a purple imprint of a wolf in the corner. Rise a brow. "What's this?" You asked breaking the wax seal. Began reading it.
"I'm not sure," she told you. "one of the students came by to drop it off. Saying to give it to the girl with dark red hair. Clearly they meant you, apparently you're requested."
"Requested?" you repeat. Still reading what was written. See why. "Oh, they would like me to assist in the dorms. It's from their perfect, Gregory Violet. I wonder who that could be?" you whisper that part to yourself. Fold it back and slip into your pocket.
"April," a chef calls you over. You go. "you've been summoned. To the Blue House."
What? Why? Your face wrinkled with the question. He didn't say much. "Not sure, but, apparently their Warden wanted or in their words hunger for something sweet and requested those biscuits you've been making. Along with some tea, so get to it. I told them you'd bring it in about an hour they're expecting it, so hurry. Before I close the kitchen."
What was with all this summoning, whatever reason, you comply and get started. Despite your own exhaustion, heavy eyelids and sluggish movements complete what was wanted. A batch of fresh biscuits, with some nice warm lavender honey milk on the side. A surprise for such a drink. Not many knew you could make this, the fact it was wanted was well...a little suspicious.
Either way you had to give, setting a tray with the milk, some extra on the side and small platter of biscuits on the side, with some homemade jam. Pick up and make your way to the Blue house. At this time of night, when you'd be back at the manor either up in your library sleeping or spending time with Harmony...Harmony, you hope she was doing okay without you. With the others, they were keeping her safe, they needed too! You weren't there to do it and after what happened on the linear, you couldn't offer the right protection..you couldn't...your head dropped slightly.
You couldn't do it...Not anymore at least...as far as you knew. If you could then...submerged in your thoughts, bump into someone accidently. Almost dropped the tray and everything, if they hadn't caught you and kept you steady.
Dazed for a moment, you didn't recognize their voice. "Are you alright?"
Rubbing your head, nod. "Ye-Yes, forgive me. I was..."
They remove your hand gently. "Please, allow me to look. With your permission of course." You give it, their emerald eyes look over where your hand held. See nothing, to their relief. "Good, no injuries."
"Yes, thank you." you straighten yourself out, lift your eyes, nearly gasped. It was Edward! Your mouth clammed shut. Back up slowly. Drop your head quickly, mutter. "Th-Thank you! Please excuse me!"
Take a step back, turn and hurry away. Before he could say anything, fanning yourself. All the way to the Blue House you managed to find, since you broke from the route. Meaning you came a bit later than the actual time you were suppose to be. You hoped the Warden wasn't too upset, swallowing, walk up the stairs to the double doors. Raise a hand, knock lightly. Wait.
No answer, you do it again. This time it was answered by one of the students. A small boy around the height as Ciel, age too, with small round classes and a cute freckled face. His eyes stared up at you.
You put on a smile. "Excuse me, could you please assist me in taking these to your Warden?"
The boy stiffened, trembled slightly. He just stared at you, lifted a hand pointed a shaky finger behind him up the stairs. Managed to through a trembling voice tell you where to go. "He's up the...up the stairs, m-make a left...go all the w-way down..a-and...take...another," he swallowed. "left. The Warden is...is at the v-very end of the hall."
Thanking him, enter and climb the stairs. Unaware the young boy fainted. Remembering what he said, repeating the directions, take the two lefts, and reach the end of the hall. Knock on the closed door.
"Excuse me, Warden?" you call for them, announcing yourself. "I've come to deliver what you requested from the kitchen. May I come in?"
There was nothing but silence, for a moment, the door knob turned and the door opened slightly. You couldn't really see through the small sliver space. Except that the room seem..dim light. With a hand you push it open and walk in. All the way to the center to the room, to the desk, set the tray down. Hear the door lock and shut behind you.
Whip your head around, two arms come on either side of you pinned and locked you between the desk and...themselves. A sensual and devious smirk curled on their lips, showing their fangs, pressed their chest upon yours, you could feel their heart beating rapidly you might add, against your own. Leaned in their face close yours, stopping when noses touched. Their breath kissed your lips, ran a slight sliver down your spine. You refused to show, narrow your eyes at them with an eye roll, raise a hand shove their face away.
Earned a low purring laugh from their...his throat. "It's not funny, Sebastian." you mutter annoyed. Shoving his face further, knowing well he could easily prevent you from doing it, but didn't.
His red eyes smiled at you. "Come now, it was quite hilarious." His smirk grew. Removed your shoving hand from his face, held it against his face. Nuzzled his cheek against it.
You snatch your hand back, he laughed a bit more. Even more so with your flustered look. "Laugh all you want," you said with a tune, arms crossed. Turn a sharp shoulder to him. With your chin up. "I should have know it was you...not many knew I made a certain kind of milk."
He chuckled at your words. Leaned over your shoulder. "It seems you bought everything," he checked. "Good girl," he gave your head a small pat. You swat at him, missing him. "you have the making of an excellent maid. Almost."
Ignoring his comment, roll your eyes. Push him away. "I don't need this, you have what you need. Enjoy." Walk back to the door, his hand shot out, grabbed your wrist, yanked you back to him.
Held you there, with a hand trailed it slow down from your waist, to your thigh stopped. Trailed it back, slipped it around your waist, your heart jumped and fumed. Felt his head rest on top yours. Heard a smile from the sigh. A sigh that ran a shiver down your spine and across your skin, it painted a burning red you tried to push down on your cheeks. Refused to swallow, he chuckled softly.
Dropped his voice. "Did you not hear me? I requested something sweet, as I recalled, I hungered from." Whispered the last part into your ear. Your eyes shot to the door, he shook his head. Holding you tighter. "Don't worry, no one will come in." Your heart sped, he chuckled lowering his head just above your neck. Inhaled. "Just like back in the kitchen. Now," he licked his lip savory. "about that hunger?"
