Author's Note: First off, thank you all so much for the reviews, this is the first story to get any review. When I got my first review, it made my day. I am happy that my story interests you. Second, sorry for the long wait between chapter 3 and 4. I had a lot of homework to do and I went home for the weekend and in the process, forgot to write the chapter…*bows* forgive me. Anyways, I hope you enjoy the chapter, and I'll try to update faster this time.
The next morning, Andrew walks down the hall of the Phantomhive Estate, carrying a covered tray of food. He reaches Michael's door and pulls a small silver key, attached to a chain, and unlocks the door quietly. He walks in and sets the tray on a small table in the corner of the room, and proceeds to open the curtains on the window, letting the sunlight, flow into the room. When he finishes, he walks over to the wardrobe in another corner of the room and opens it, pulling out a set of clothes for today and sets them on the chest at the end of Michael's bed.
Michael stirs slightly, pulling his pillow over his head as Andrew opens the curtains around his bed. "My Lord, it is time for you to wake up," Andrew said as he finished opening the curtains.
"Five more minutes," he mumbled, half asleep and pillow still over his head.
"Your father wants you up," Andrew said, pulling Michael's comforter and sheets off of him.
Michael reaches for his comforter, when he can't find them he peeks out from under his pillow, glaring lightly. He sighs, and sits up on the edge of the bed, tossing his pillow and Andrew in the process. "Fine, you win."
Andrew smiles faintly and sets the clothes from the chest on the bed next to Michael and began to unbutton Michael's nightshirt.
Talya stood up and changes into clean clothes and walks out of her house and starts to walk up the mountain quietly. She walks past the garden of the Phantomhive Estate and keeps walking up the mountain. As she's walking she hears music playing from farther up the mountain. As she walks, she pauses for a few seconds, looking back at the top of the mansion, before turning back to the path and walks to the abandoned temple palace.
Talya leans against the wall of the temple in the shade, an old family crest in her hands. She sat there, staring at the crest, turning it over a few times. She sighs and stands up, "Let's go see Michael."
When Andrew finishes getting Michael dressed, Michael walks over to the window and leans against the wall next to the window, looking out at the garden, his hands in his pockets. Andrew walks out of the room, locking the door behind him quietly; returning a few minutes later, walking in with a tray of food. Michael looks over at the door for a second, before turning away quietly, looking back out at the garden.
"My Lord, you need to eat," Andrew said as he set the tray on the small table in the corner of Michael's room and leaves, locking the door behind him. Talya walks down the mountain and into the estate's garden's side entrance, and walks in and settles right below Michael's window, listening quietly. Michael ignores Andrew and opens the window, walking out onto the balcony quietly.
Talya tosses a stone up and it lands on the ledge of the balcony, next to his hands. Michael looks down, confused, as Talya levitates up and sits down on the ledge of the balcony, "Don't you look like a ray of sunshine?"
Michael smiles weakly, "You're funny."
"You should eat," she said pointing to the tray.
"I'm not hungry."
"Uh-huh, sure; you shouldn't lie you know."
"I'm not lying, I'm seriously not hungry."
"If you say so; I'm sorry that I got you in trouble."
"It's alright, it was my fault really."
"No, I'm the one who convinced you to go and confronted your dad." Michael looks down slightly. "You know they told me not to come back."
Michael looks up, "They did?"
"Yeah but they don't scare me. They're just more demons who are doing what somebody tells them to. What's to be scared of?"
"What they can do."
"I'm not as weak as you might think," she said smiling. "I can handle myself if they catch me.
Michael nods slightly, "Unfortunately for me, my father keeps me at a point where I'm too weak to use my demon side much."
Talya looks down, swinging her legs slightly, "You're the only one who really knows what I am, you know."
"You're the only person who knows that I'm alive to begin with."
"Well, maybe one day you won't have to hide in these walls."
"I doubt it," he said, leaning against the ledge.
"He can't live forever, can he?"
"I'm starting to believe that he can; he's already been alive a few hundred years, and Sebastion and Andrew have been alive for even longer."
"He seemed weak to me when I was talking to him," she said as Michael looked down slightly. "Just don't wither and die on me."
"I'll try not to," Michael said as he smiled weakly.
"No, you will," she said, smiling. "Well I think your watch demons can sense I'm here, so I'm going to run out for a little while." She smiled and disappeared.
Michael looked out at the garden quietly, not noticing Sebastion walk into the room, holding a small syringe of morphine. Sebastion walks up behind him, and sticks the syringe into his arm, emptying its contents into his bloodstream. The morphine caused Michael to pass out immediately, Sebastion catching him gently, "I'm sorry My Lord." Sebastion unchains Michael and walks out of the room carrying Michael out with him.
Talya walks back into the town and looks back up at the estate, sighing. When she gets back to her room she sits down and reads. A few minutes later, she looks out of her window at the estate, sensing that something is wrong but doesn't act on it, and looks back down at her book, reading.