Chapter 2

"Ciel" He knew that voice belonged to. It belonged to her. To Elizabeth. Ciel turned around slowly scared that it was just his imaginations but he saw it.

Pale blonde locks placed into two ponytails. Shining emerald eyes that stood out on her pale complexion and a smile that could brighten up a room. It was her. It was Lizzie.

"...Lizzie" He muttered unsure what to say, for her giggle ever so sweetly which he once found disgusted but now refreshing.

She had not changed. She was the exact image of the last time he saw her. Wearing a dark green dress which complimented her eyes, the same dress she wore the day she left.

Ciel reached his arms out wanting to touch her, to feel her. But he could not move. Was it because of shock? Or fear? That it may might be real.

Lizzie's bright face soon changed, to complete sadness. "Didn't you miss me, Ciel?" She said looking down at her dress, messing with the frills. "Do you really hate me that much?"

He tried to deny it but he couldn't move his mouth.

"You always thought I wasn't good enough for you, didn't you? You always thought I was stupid and naïve" "You always thought I was a bother and wanted me gone. Gone. Gone. GONE!" She screamed out the last part and left the room in complete silent until speaking a few moments later. "Fine. I will"

She turned away from him.

No, wait, He thought in his mind, trying so desperately to move but couldn't as though something was holding him back.

"This is goodbye, My Love." She said turning her head back to have blood dripping from her mouth and from her eyes. "Forever"

"No!" He screamed at the top of his lungs as he jumped up in his bed. Pouring in sweat, gasping for air. Sebastian right at his side, ready to help. Ciel placed his head into his arms as he tried to regain the flow of oxygen in his body.

What was that dream about? He wasn't sure. Soon his memory of the dream faded and he couldn't quite remember it. All he knew it had something to do with Elizabeth.

"How in the blazes did you break my cane, again?!" He shouted as the servants of the Phantomhive stood be forth him. Bane, the cook, looked away trying his best to whistle with a cigarratte in his mouth. While Mey-Rin messed around her apron and finally Finny, looking away gulity while messing with his straw hat. None of them brave enough to admit they did it. But it was on accident as usual.

Bane was still trying to master cooking something without turning it black, Mey-Rin had broken 100 dishes, 32 cups and 12 vases, just last year and Finny isn't had learnt to control his strength and Sebastian had to replant all the plants and trees. While Snape... actually had improved compared to the others and become a big helper in the manor.

Though none of them had learnt anything in the past five years but it didn't mean they were stupid. They could see the Master had changed ever since the Midford had left. But it wasn't just the Young Master.

The manor had changed as well. It was no longer got it's 'redecoration' of cute things anymore which the servants oddly enough missed. Or the sound of Lady Elizabeth's giggling in the corridors. It was as though the Manor had lost the little light it had left.

Ciel looked over his servants and still none of them said a word, finally gave out a sigh of defeat, a sigh he used quite often theses days.

"Sebastian" His Butler turned to his master. "Get the carriage ready. We're going into town" Heading up stairs to change his clothes.

Sebastian simply bowed and did as his master ordered of him.

The two set off to the town, to get a new cane for the master but there was something else that he wanted to get settled. He wished to speak with a certain someone...

"Here you are, Master Phantomhive." The a man said behind the desk handing over the cane to Sebastian. "Your old cane should be fix in a fortnight" Ciel simpled nodded and headed out of the shop as Sebastian paid the man.

But as the young master opened the door he could hear loud shouting coming towards him.

"Stop right there!" A man shouted, who seemed to be chasing a kid. Ciel could see the kid was pushing through the crowds trying desperately to escape from the fat old man, who's face was bright red from being exhausted. The kid looked behind him to see if the man was far behind to, not see the defenseless Ciel right in front of him.

"Stop-" He tried to shout but it was too late as his body landed hard on the ground along with the kid. Ciel hissed at the pain, he opened his eye ready to have a go to be stopped by the sight he saw.

Bright green emerald eyes, just like the gem. Ciel had never seen anyone close to the colour beside from-

"Lizzie..." The name slipped from his mouth. The kid moved away from Ciel as ran off once again. "Wait!" He shouted but there was no scene of the kid anywhere.

"Is there something wrong, My Lord?" Sebastian said finally coming out of the shop and offered a hand to Ciel, who was starstruck.

It was her, It was Lizzie, He thought in his mind.

She ran through the streets until the sun was nowhere to be seen and night claimed itself over London. The harlots took control of the streets, stalking and preying on foolish.

Soon all the energy was her legs was gone and couldn't run anymore. She went down an alleyway and hid between gasp between the two buildings. She tried to keep her panting silent as she walked the drunk fools and whores walked past her.

When she thought it was safe, she took out the loaf of bread from under her shirt and eat it slowly though it tasted vile and burnt, but it was better than eating enough.

She left out a sigh as she finished it and looked up at the sky, the bit she could see through the tall buildings. Looking up at the stars. She couldn't quite get comfortable in the small space and it didn't help with the few grazes that she got from the whole bread incident.

"Just for loaf of bread" She muttered to herself, she very expected the old man to get that far. She tried to control the urge to scratch every inch of her body due to the uncomfortable clothes. But the worst part of it was the cap, that hide her gender quite well. She the cap became unbearable and the irritation was too much. She had enough.

Finally she took off the cap and allowed her golden lockets to fall on to her shoulder and revealing her stunning emerald green eyes. Then she went crazy with scratching her head.

She was just thankful no one was around to see her like this, for a vision to pop into her mind from earlier today. When she was running and fell on top some rich kid.

His hair was midnight blue and his left eye was sapphire blue while the other was covered by a eye patch.

He looked just like him, She thought to herself for a voice in her head to say Because it is him. It's him. And he knows it's you and then she remembered what he muttered Lizzie...

She could feel the goosebumps on her arms, just from the thought of his voice.

No, She thought. He knows its me. I can't... I can't let him see me again or-

"Ello, pretty lady" She felt someone touched her arm, she turned her head to see a drunk, in his eyes fulled with lust. "What you doing in there?"

Elizabeth used her free leg and kicked the drunk to his feet releasing her. She moved from the crack and shoved the cap back on and hide her locks back under it. She looked down at the drunk who moaned in pain with a cold heartless look and kicked him the stomach twice as he screamed in pain. Elizabeth checked through the drunk's pockets and found a few quid and ran off as the drunk tried to call after her as she faded into the night.