ok lol heres the next chapter, wow lol it took forever to get this one out ive been so swamped with school work adn everything else. Thanks for those who have put this story on alert and ecspecialy those who have review, it is a serious motivation
disclaimer: dont own black butler
Enjoy!
"Young Master it's time to wakeup" a soft voice called softly pulling Ceil away from the dream world. A soft hand brushed away dark bangs from his forehead as he blinked against the bright light. He looked up at the
red haired women who leaned over him smiling as she looked at him through thin rectangular glasses. "Good morning" she smiled and he took in his maid's appearance for the day. She had swept back the top half of
her hair and left the rest to fall down and lay against the navy blue day dress she adorned.
"We have to dress and head downstairs to eat our breakfast" she said pulling back as he pushed her hand away and sat up. She turned her back to the boy as Sebastian came over with a change of clothes.
"Come my lord we are on a schedule" he sighed and began to dress the boy quickly and efficiently. Straightening he helped the young phantomhive down to the wood floor. "Now we can go and eat than head back to
the courtyard for the mornings festivities" he commented grabbing his hat and handed Ceil's cap to him as well. Meylene hustled to the door sweeping her bonnet off the hat stand in the process and opened the
door.
"OH M-Eyahhhhhhhhhh!"she let out a shrill scream leapt backwards hitting the wall. The two men in the room behind her ran forward
"Meylene!"
"Mother!" both stopped in their tracks eyes widening in a mixture of disgust and horror. On the white washed wooden door pinned with a knife was a section of braided red hair, dripping in blood. Lady Burchard
brought her shaking hands to her mouth as her small body trembled in shock and horror.
"M-my word" she stammered as occupants throughout the hallway peered from doorways to see what commotion was going. Reactions similar to the one in the phantomhive room began to sweep around the hallway.
Swallowing she choked out a phrase that attempted to be a light hearted joke meant to ease the tension. "W-why what a invigorating way to start the morning." Her lips quirked in a smile but it dropped as her eyes
rolled back and she collapsed.
"Dear!" Sebastian shouted lunging forward catching the now unconscious red head before she could smack the ground. "Dear!" he tried again kneeling and shook her shoulders gently as Ceil ran over dropping to his
knees to grab his mothers arm.
"Mother! Mother what's wrong!"
"What the hell is going o-" the inn keeper stopped at the top of the stairs and stared at the scene before him. "Bloody 'ell"
Sebastian looked up anger flaring in usually calm eyes "Keeper what is the meaning of this! Is this some sick joke that you play on new guests!"
"My lord no! O-of course not!"
"Than what in hells name is going on here!"
"Sir I'm not sure I-"
"Then find out!" he roared "Clean this disgusting shit up and call my wife a doctor! Stop standing around like a buffoon before I sue your ass for the shit its worth!"
At this the inn keeper scrambled down the stairs yelling for staff and giving orders in a rushed manner. Standing up Sebastian cradled the unconscious women in his arm and spun around kicking the door shut with
such force that it rattled on the hinges. With speed defiantly not human he arrived at the bed and gently laid Meylene down across the surface.
"Sebastian! What the hell happened, as if Meylene would faint at such a thing?"
"Correct. Just that wouldn't cause her to pass out" his eyes quickly flitted over her body as his mind churned. Reaching down he grabbed her right arm and pushed up the sleeve "Thought so" he sighed and pointed
out the small bruise that lay on the underside crook of her arm. "I saw her grab her arm after she screamed. A normal English woman would faint in horror at such a thing. The pressure point right here beneath the
elbow if pressed hard enough will knock a person right out. She must have grabbed it at that moment and been pressing it until she did indeed faint"
"So she fainted on purpose…, why not just fake it?"
"What if the murderer had been watching? We have no idea what his skill level is and I'm pretty sure it's high if he has killed ten women and not left a single trace. He would have been able to tell a fake faint right off the bat and that wouldn't be good at all"
The young Phantomhive boy looked at the unconscious women on the bed and Sebastian looked at him. "Now son, since you are so worried about your mother how about you run downstairs and check to see if that
worthless in keeper he finally gone and summoned the doctor" he said calmly and at first seemed as if the boy was going to protest but closed his mouth in what almost seemed humility. He ran, headed for the door
in a quick paced manner; giving the disgusting piece of "decoration" on the door a wide birth he shut it behind him.
Listening avidly the butler followed the sounds of his young master's feet down the stairs; once the clunking footsteps disappeared he turned to the women sprawled across the bed. Her breathing had returned to
normal and her color had indeed improved, no longer pale with shock but rosy
"and warm to the touch" he breathed as he stroked a finger down along the length of her subtle jaw. His eyes traced the long red locks of hair that trailed and tickled down the pillow.
'It's cause I'm hungry' his ungloved hand slid down the maids ivory skinned neck to rest at the neckline of her dress. He hesitated between whether or not to allow his hand to continue his tracing and follow along
her scooping neckline and over the swell of her breasts; he decided that he even he, himself a demon, had to no right to violate a women so far while she remained blank to the world. Removing his glasses, he
allowed them tumble down the bed skirt without a care and bounce softly across the wooden floor to skitter into the corner. 'No perfume…just how I like it' his nose bumped her neck inhaling quietly a sultry
chuckle sliding past his lips.
"For a human women she does indeed smell intoxicating, the blood…carries the taste of the soul maybe that's why…" He chuckled again, muffled as he slid his tongue against the salty skin of the women beneath him.
His movements could only be described as that of a feline stalking its prey as his knee propped against the bed, his masculine human form hovered above her. 'A little puzzlement and embarrassment won't do
her harm' a devious smirked curled up the corners of his mouth as pearl white teeth scrapped against a small collar bone.
The disguised man was too caught up in his humanistic graffiti to notice eyelids flickering open to reveal dazed brown eyes. 'Where am I? The last thing I remember is looking at that horrid mess on the door'
slowly she moved her head to the side but wished she hadn't.
"SEBASTIAN!" she shrieked and he looked up quickly. "WHAT ARE YOU" she stopped her lips quivering due to the finger that was now pressed to them.
"Shhhhh Meylene you just woke up from an awful shock, are you sure you should be so rowdy"
"What are you doing!" she hissed as shock gave way to anger.
"I'm merely watching over my wife" he said coyly and watched in amusement and surprise at the vein that appeared on her forehead. Her eyes flashed dangerously and her cheeks flushed. Now this was the sniper he
had picked out for the Phanotomhives personal army. 'Ah there she is'
"Wife my ass! There's not even anyone in here with us so there's no need to carry on the farce! How dare you take advantage of me while I'm unconscious! You- you-" her voice cut off as she found him suddenly in
her face his voice lowered considerably in annoyance.
"Don't accuse me of something I have not done. I have not taken advantage of you…not yet"
She gapped at him her mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water "Why I-"the anger died immediately and her face only reddened but this time from embarrassment. Her sudden change in feelings may have
been due to the fact that a handsome man was now completely crouching above her, legs trapping hers as he clutched her chin between thumb and fore finger a fiendish smile cradling his features, maybe that was
the cause, maybe. Her voice dropped decibels as she swallowed.
"S-Sebastian…"
"Meylene?" he leaned forward tilting her face upwards.
"w-what are you doing. G-get off" she stammered her hands finding his shoulders and pushing against him weakly as if such feeble attempts would push him off.
"is that what you really want?"
"I-i…" she nearly lost all mind functioning right then and there as he asked her a question in such a voice. His usual stern focused voice had dropped to the rough scratch of a purring kitten. Her faltering hands
dropped to his chest, small fingers fisting into expensive material as she watched his face drop down to hers the tip of his nose touching hers in almost playful behavior.
"Well?" he questioned again. She struggled slightly but gave in her eyes squeezing shut as hot breaths fanned her mouth that were not her own. The only thing she could hear was the sound of her heart thundering in
her ears as the room air in the room became an almost unbearable hot temperature. Oxygen seized her lungs in a tight fist; she blamed the light headed feeling on this. She barely noticed the free hand of the butler
above her slid through her hair to bring strands down to rest just beneath the curve of her bosom. 'Sebastian…'
"MOTHER!" a voice yelled and what happened next happened in a split second. Her brown eyes snapped open as cold air hit her heated body and her lungs once again greedy causing her to gasp for air. Looking up
quickly she saw Sebastian prop himself graciously in the a chair that had suddenly appeared next to the bed, his body twisted to the door as Ceil pushed open the door, followed by a man who seemed to be a doctor.
She shook her head gently looking at the phantomhive boy as he ran over to the bed. He seemed so caught up in his acting he failed to notice the murderous aura that surrounded his butler, directed directly at him.
She looked at the butler, disappointment coursing through her veins like as if tagging along with the blood for a ride. 'Had he really intended to? No. No way is this Sebastian we are talking about. He must
have just been teasing, just like he said. I am his "wife", just practice right. So that to the public eye we do look like a loving couple who has a child. For the masters plan' her head excepted such a
rational thought yet her heart thudded painful and slow as she turned her attention to the boy who had run around the other side of the bed to crawl over and sit beside his mother as the doctor ran a checkup over
her. She looked at the boy who sat with a worried expression on his face. Reaching up she cupped one hand around his cheek and he couldn't stop the startled look on his face but he quickly masked it.
"Sweetheart I'm fine alright." She smiled and he nodded quietly.
"Right after this well go down and get breakfast so we can head out and you can go see those boys again. Would you like that?"
"Yes mother" he nodded pushing his lips up in just the slightest of smiles.
"Well you check out fine madam just the shock must have got ya' "the doctor finished and got to his feet "Just make sure you take it easy the rest of the day" he recommended and she nodded. Turning the doctor
shook Sebastian's hand and left the room closing the door behind him. Meylene dropped her hand from the young boys face and sat up with a sigh.
"Sebastian did you find out anything" Ceil inquired abruptly.
"No my Lord, whoever did this knows how to clean up their tracks with the best of care, I am further shocked that I didn't hear them knife the door last night" he said offering his hand to Meylene who brushed it off
and got to her feet shaking out her skirts.
"We'll just have to keep our eyes and ears open for anything that goes around" she said straightening. "We can't let this shake us more than it already has so let's head down for a bite to eat" she said and with a
swish of her dress she was heading for the door bonnet in hand.
"Sebastian"
"Yes my lord"
"Why are your glasses on the floor in corner?"
"….just a mishap my lord…"
The Burchard family headed down the stairs and into the dining hall where a table sat reserved for them. "I did what you asked of me father and reserved a table and ordered our breakfast as well" Ceil said looking
up solemnly.
"Good work son" he said as he stopped to pull out Meylene chair
"Thank you dear" she thanked him with a smile which he returned and went to sit down himself. In no time two waiters came forward balancing wooden trays steaming with the morning meal. Each member was
given an identical plate piped full assortment of steaming foods such as rashers, bacon fried in a heavy grease, flaky buttered cones accompanied with poached eggs.
"And for you madam" the waiter bowed and set a small bowl of black pudding on the side for her.
"What is-"she looked up in confusion.
"Your son was very insistent madam. He was absolutely stuck on the idea that you had to have this with your breakfast. We ended up having to send a runner down to walk up the store owner and demand he sell us
some. He was very persuasive" he bowed himself out and headed for the kitchen. She looked at the bowl again and up at the boy.
"Ceil..."
"You like it mother do you not?" he said with a hint of worry in his voice.
"Yes of course I do dear! It's one of my favorite foods but what-"
"You told me yourself that you were originally from Scotland! So I thought you might want to eat something from your homeland" he said with a smile and both adults looked at him in shock.
"How thoughtful Ceil" Sebastian said slowly as he recovered first. "Wasn't it dear?" he said turning to the women next to him. She nodded quickly and smiled at her son.
"Thank you so much dear" she thanked him and with this the trio began to eat the food that had been laid out in front of them. The two adult's positive about one thing that had occurred that morning 'he
threatened the poor chef'
Meylene heaved a silent sigh as she ate her food her mind drifting off to other things yet her oldest companion was much more focused. His eyes followed the movement of her fork to her mouth, the way her lips
wrapped around the utensil as she ate and the motion was repeated. His eyes shifted forward quickly when he received a quick kick to the shins, they narrowed as he could practically read the young boys mind who
had just struck him.
Ceil glared at the man who was usually his butler. 'What is your problem idiot? They way you're staring at her is creepy. It's almost disgusting….even though we are undercover Sebastian has been
attacking slightly off…actually I'd say he's been slightly off since the last outing we had with Lizzy. It hasn't affected his work but it's still getting on my nerves' breaking the staring contest with the
demon he turned back to his food with fervor….
"Morning walk" Ceil said flatly in utter distaste. And that was exactly what was going on; the families were leaving the courtyard in a steady stream following along the rivers that lead along the courtyard and out of
the city to the pleasant outskirts of London.
"Lady Burchard!" A loud women's voice called over the crowd. Meylene looked out from under her parasol to see Lady Cassidy heading her way with 5 young boys in pursuit.
"Why Lady Cassidy" Meylene smiled with a polite curtsey of greeting "Such a pleasure to meet up with you this fine morning. The boisterous women laughed
"Ah aren't you the proper one" she smiled. "I was wondering If you wouldn't mind me tagging along with you this morning, my husband was called away for a sudden business emergency and I'm sure your son
wouldn't mind a couple of playmates on the walk. My boys find it an absolute bore and are always welcome for a new person to talk with"
"Why that'd be a delightful treat" Meylene smile with a clap of her hand "Don't you think boys" she said looking over at the two men.
"It'd be a pleasure" Sebastian smiled 'damn this woman is going to keep Maylene's attention all morning…Just going for a walk like this is a waste of time. I thought we had better put it too use and
at least discuss some alternatives for searching for the murderer'
"Ah of course" Ceil said at this the two phantomhive servants nearly lost sight of their master as he was swarmed in a gaggle of adolescent males. This sent the red headed women into a fit of laughter; it chimed like
bells in the air and seemingly matched in tune with the other women beside her. Sebastian coughed into his glove hiding his own amusement as he watched Ceil almost panic, not sure what to do surrounded by so
many boys his own age and all at once. He looked at Sebastian quickly as the adults began to leave them behind.
"Have fun but mind your manners son" he said sternly and the horror that sparked in Ceils eyes almost had him loose his cool and give in to fully fledged laughter. 'Revenge brat' he faced forward watching as
Meylene and Cassidy began to talk amongst themselves. He allowed his narrowed gaze to filter through the crowd of people that conversed around them. Nothing out of the ordinary filled the air, no ominous aura and
not a single shifty character. 'I was positive that the murderer had to be one of the attendees. Surely they wouldn't draw attention to themselves and skip out on what appears to be a daily
occurrence for this little nobleman's meet up. Either that and they are just a master of…well not disguise for they've never been spotted' his hands found his ways into his front pockets as he remained
nonchalant with his scanning 'surely they would be watching their target from close by' his eyes once again scanned the crowd but this time looking for eyes trained unnaturally on the red headed women
chattering at his side. He was brought back to attention when a small hand wrapped around his wrist.
"Sebastian" Meylene murmured her tone stiff, at this the butler leaned over to let her talk to him in private. "Is that not Scotland yard over there?" she panicked.
"Hn" he hawk like gaze found and trapped the group of men in his eyes. Indeed it was Scotland Yard. "We can't be noticed. If they spot us this could all be for naught. The head should recognize me right off the bat
and be searching for Ceil if not call us out" he hooked his arm around her cinched waist and headed deeper into the crowd to mix in and disappear 'dammit should have made him stay with us. Young master
keep your wits about you and don't get caught'
He scowled and continued pulling her to the other side of the crowd and when he reached the edge removed the content between him and the women who fanned herself, cheeks pink with embarrassment. "Good call
Meylene, for spotting them" he said lightly looking at the maid. At this she snapped the fan shut her eyes focusing on him.
"You chose for me for such a thing did you not. Good eyes and such"
"Aye and your aim"
"Well then I'm merely fulfilling my duty" after that she blushed and touched her cheeks in embarrassment shaking her head gently "t-though Sebastian – I" she stopped and looked around noticing the butler was no
longer beside her.
"Sebastian where did you-" her arms dropped to her side as she watched her husband that had strayed off the path and was now on one knee, on the ground….in front of cat. She lifted her skirts and hurried over
only to come to clicking stop of heals against cobblestone. There might as well have been stars shinning inside his dark eyes. Sebastian was down on one knee his arms outstretched in awe at an orange tabby
perched on the ground bathing itself caring not for those around it.
"S-so cute" Sebastian breathed his gloved hands outstretched in adoration 'there it is, the perfect creature' he crooked his fingers forward and the cat tripping forwards lightly towards the demon.
"U-um Sebastian" Meylene called quietly, but to no avail.
'Such smooth fur and intelligent eyes' he stretched his fingers further adoration spreading across his usual calm kept features.
"Sebastian!"
He looked up in shock at Meylene's cry. She stood nervously her hands clutching her fan and parasol to her mid section. She swallowed in embarrassment "S-Sebastian dear, um shall we continue our walk" she
stuttered. His eyes shifted from her sidestepping form to look at those who had stopped to watch the abnormal actions of the Englishmen kneeling on the cobblestone.
"Ah forgive me dear I was just wondering if the poor creature was injured" he smiled the lie pouring from his lips like honey.
"ah so kind hearted" the murmurs came from the observers "Cute" "what a husband"
With this he glided across the ground raising his hand to beckon for hers. At this she smiled and placed her hand into his and allowed him to lead her back into the group.
Within the hour the walk had dispersed as people went their own directions before meeting back in the courtyard to ready for the afternoons meal and boating. Meylene sighed settling on a bench as she fanned
herself. She watched the crowds of people maneuvering in between each other as she remained safe from the hustle and bustle, the bench she had chosen set off on grass beneath a tree heavy with leaves.
"Dear have you spotted Ceil yet" she asked of Sebastian as she peered up from beneath her parasol.
"Not yet. But I do think that I hear Lady Cassidy's voice from inside the crowd and she seems to be lecturing somebody. Let us hope it's one of her sons and that she will be heading in this direction. For if it is her
sons than Ceil will mostly be here shortly" he commented sitting down besides her leaning back with the folding of his arms. He looked around his hair dripping in front of his calculating gaze.
"Ah yes, one of her sons. Rumor has it that she might possibly be expecting another" she whispered leaning over to gossip to her husband. The man merely arched his eyebrows in amusement and commented dryly.
"Really Meylene you are really getting into this noblewoman's role" at this her eyes narrowed and she scoffed.
"So what? Who says I can't have a little fun while I'm working" she made a face as she watched patches of dappled sunlight fall over the man beside her.
"I never said that"
"You might as well have, you certainly implied it. Plus I'm doing exactly what I'm supposed to be doing. I'm a phantomhive servant after all. If I couldn't do it then what? I told the young master that I would do this
that I did" she said blushing.
Sebastian noticed the sudden change as she began to use her old language as a house maid and the confidence that had been leaking from her since they had exited the carriage yesterday began to leave her eyes.
Her hand reached inside a pocket she had gotten sewed into the dress and gripped the overly large glasses that had laid inside. She was reverting back to her position as a maid. She leaned back alarmed as
Sebastian slanted forward pushing under the parasol she used as a hiding place. His voice was stern and commanding.
"Calm yourself Meylene. This will all be for naught if you screw up here and get us caught. Focus on the task at hand!" he ordered and she nodded meekly.
"Y-yes Sir" she stammered and at his look of admonition she closed her eyes taking in a deep breath. Side tracked his eyes flickered down to the heaving of her chest but flew back to her face as she opened her eyes
as she reopened them. Magenta clashed with brown as he inspected her quivering orbs, the confidence had once again lit them like the lamplighters lit the dark English streets.
"Much better" he hissed and her mouth merely quirked into the slightest of smiles. At this he merely smirked in greedy success.
"Now what dear" she said mockingly and he merely chuckled
"aye….dear what now?" he asked his voice colored with a smirk. "here with my doting "wife", no child to bother us and hidden beneath a parasol"
"and where are you going with this?"
"A man and women"
"a butler and a maid" she corrected lightly and he chuckled
"neh at this moment a man and women" his hand found her chin clasping it between forefinger and thumb.
"My aren't you into acting like the perfect husband" her eyes remained trained upon the handsome face that looked up at her. Deep magenta eyes shone brightly with that ever mischievous glint. Even in the shade of
the parasol his white skin carried that ever unnatural glow that only led to the enchanting looks of Sebastian Michaelis. The noises of the crowd passing by their secluded bench melted away into a soft background
noise as her attention narrowed.
"eh isn't it my job?" his thumb brushed her full bottom lip her eyes locked with his
"And of course you will fulfill that job to the best of your abilities" she murmured against the digit.
"Ah well I am a phantomhive butler" with that statement brown eyes fluttered short feeling hot breath mix with her own.
"Yes if you couldn't what kind of butler would you be" she quoted only falling silent as warm lips pressed to her own. Kissing a human was something he never had planned on at all when he had taken up the contract
with young Ceil phantomive, especially with the maid in his service. Her mouth pressed back to his with identical force quiet and chaste, exactly what was expected from a English women and him being an English
man at the moment should have followed English culture and pulled away leaving the signs of affection as it was due to the fact that they tested the boundaries of public affection. But when had Sebastian ever
followed the rules, being a demon and all.
His grip on her chin tightened as he pulled her forward tilting her head down to gain better access to her mouth. His lips dragged over hers as he began to heighten the physical action, she responded accordingly. The
hand that was not holding the parasol aloft found its way to the top button of the brown jacket he wore. Her gloved fingers fondled the button tugging it loose from the loop that incased it as the butlers own hand
began its journey to a new destination. Long fingers relaxed their grip and trailed across the subtle jaw line of the women above him only to find refuge in strands of red.
"Do as your senior tells you and open your mouth for me" he ordered against her mouth. The obedient maid did as she was told only to pant as he pushed his tongue inside to meet hers. His intrusion was met with a
grunt of uncertainty which he quickly silenced. The air around the two seemed to rise in temperature as she leaned into the man her tongue meeting his in a skillful waltz that turned into a heated tango, angling her
head to the side Meylene allowed the kiss to excavate as the butler tightened his grip in her hair.
"Nghhhh" she protested yet he caught the noise inside his mouth as he silenced her, but she needed air. Her lungs wanted it now. The hand at his buttons pushed him back as she pulled away feeling as if she had
just broken the surface of a pool for air. She breathed hard willing her heartbeat to come back to normal as she stared at Sebastian. Cheeks slightly colored he watched her in return as he waited for his lungs to
recuperate after their depravation of oxygen. His eyes dashed over her features and a smirked crawled over his features a chuckle spilling past his lips.
"Definitely a phantomhive butler" she whispered and both present tensed as a loud voice echoed over the crowd.
"Lady Burchard! Cassidy's voice rang over the crowd. At this Sebastian pulled away from the shelter of the lacy parasol straightening his gloves and helping his wife to her feet as Cassidy emerged from the array of
nobles, six boys in tow. Meylene smiled as Ceil pushed out of the group and stumbled forward coming to stand beside his mother, a look of relief on his face.
"Did you have fun dear?" she smiled laying her hand upon his head as he looked up
"….yes mother" he sighed and Meylene looked up smiling at Cassidy "Thank you for returning my son to me"
"Of course. Thank you for keeping me company" The loud women smiled in return "How about a cup of tea later?" she added and the red headed women nodded. "See you later than" she turned and walked off with
the group of boys in her stead.
"Well shall we head out for the mid day meal" the maid smiled as Ceil pulled away from her hand
"Yes, good because I am hungry"
"We'll let us go and eat, for we need to be on time for the boating event that occurs this afternoon" Sebastian said pulling out his pocket watch, glanced at the time and closed it with a snap dropping it back into the
pocket of his waist coat.
"Shall we then" he offered his arm to Meylene who lopped her own in his and headed through the crowd after their hasty young master….
Ceil Burchard sat on log next to the river arms crossed and a haughty look over his features 'what a waste of time going boating…we should be working on the murder case and not participating in such
outings' he focused back on the outside world as a shadow fell over him. The tall dark haired demon looked at him through the glasses perched on his perfect nose. He leaned over lips close to the young boys ear
"What is it you wish me to do young master?"
"You have a sudden emergency with your business and must go meet with one of the representatives in a pub downtown"
"Yes…my lord" he straightened and walked off heading in the direction of the women included in their mission.
"Dear something has come up with company and I must go see to it right away. It's rather urgent" he said calmly. Looking back at him with understanding in brown orbs she sighed
"Of course, if you must leave your son and wife here and go to it I understand"
"Now dear don't be like that, I'll be back later" he said bringing her hand to his mouth in a formal show of affection.
"Of course and I'll be waiting" she smiled but faltered as the man pressed his lips to her cheek causing several of the women and children around them to titter in embarrassment and shock while the men just
chuckled. With a smirk he dropped his hat back onto his mane of black hair and headed for a carriage.
She watched him go and coughed gently hiding her face behind her fan. "Ceil our boat is ready!" she called and he sighed jumping off the log and walking over to the boat.
"hehe"
Ceil whipped around stopping in his tracks, it had sounded like the laughter was coming right against his shoulder 'what in hell's name'
"Ceil dear whatever is the matter" Meylene called from the boat. Their navigator stood inside already waiting.
"Nothing mother" he lied quietly and leapt inside.
"You sure you a'right lad" the man asked his accent thick and heavy like the morning fog.
"Yes, let's just go" he sighed settling his young body on the wooden bench across from the Burchard wife. Her eyes locked with his in questioning and he merely shook his head. Bringing her fan up she frowned eyes
narrowing a fraction in disbelief.
'something happened' her eyes rested along the banks looking for anything suspicious, seeing nothing she relaxed beneath the shade her lacey parasol of white offered and settled for watching the landscape that
passed them by on their watery transportation. The man pushed them along humming quietly to himself as Ceil seemed to ponder something of importance. Suddenly the blonde haired boy looked up stating angrily.
"What a second! I thought this river was supposed to be un sailable for such small boats as outing boats like this. Closed down to the public due to unpredictable changes and all the deaths boating has caused due to
such changes"
Meylene looked at the boy in horror than up at their guide hoping that this was only a misunderstanding.
"Aye your right about that Lad" he laughed but seeing the look of horror on her face he quickly added
"Ah but that was before Miss. Nothing to worry about now" he reassured her before turning back to look at Ceil.
"That's was true till roughly a year ago. They've installed a dam and a water ill since then allowing them to cycle and control the water so that it is usable for such pass times" he smiled and Ceil merely nodded with a sigh…..
Ceil tapped his finger impatiently against his clothed thigh in boredom and annoyance. He watched his mother who looked as if she was about to fall asleep sitting, her eyelids fluttering as her head bobbed.
"WHAT THE!" both grabbed the sides of the boat in panic as the boat rocked violently their navigator cursing.
"what in bloody 'ell is going on" he grabbed an hour planting his feet far apart as the boat rocked again.
"What is going on!" Ceil snapped watching water surge past the boat at an alarming rate. Suddenly voices reached their ears and the trio looked at the right side of the bank. A man was sprinting alongside the river
yelling and waving his arms in panic. Squinting the navigator swore as he watched the signs the man was making. Whirling around he looked behind them.
"Dammit"
"What's going on?" Ceil demanded again causing the man to face him his voice coated with anger.
"EH Lad, Madam I suggest you 'old on tight to de side. It seems that the dam has broke, and the waters coming this way" he said gravely. Both phantomhive occupants lurched to their feet staring back where they
had come from. Nothing seemed amiss and for a moment they deemed this as all a terrible joke, until they saw the waves.
"Fuck" the man swore "Get down you two!" he shouted. Meylenne stood frozen not heeding the man's warning as she watched in horror. The water which had been so calm and relaxing before resembled that of a
toddler throwing at fit. It grabbed snarling and snapping as it raced towards them ripping and dragging the bank with it eroding the territory and he traveled, like a pack of wolves after a doe and its fawn. 'oh my g-'
immediately rationality and duty slapped her in the face. She leapt forward throwing her stuff to the side and grabbed the young yanking him down to the bottom of the boat. He let out a cry of surprise and she
ignored him as she clutched him to her using her body to cover his and placing herself as a shield just in time as the screeching waves slammed into the boat, capsizing and sending them all into the water.
Tell me what you think lol. I wasnt sure if I was going to put the kissing scene in this chap or the next one but while I was typing I was watch POC on stranger tides and tht last seem with serena and philip ahhhhhh my favorite...it just had to plus...with the timeline i have planned ahead its better this way