OMG SEMESTER 1 OF FRESHMAN YEAR OF COLLEGE IS FINALLY OVER! WEEEEE LOL WELL NOW THAT I AM BACK I CAN START MAKEING EXCUSES :) WELL NOW THOSE SHORT CHAPTERS ARE OVER. THIS ONE TOOK SO LONG TO FINALLY GET UPDATED BUT I MADE IT EXTRA LONG TO MAKE UP FOR IT. ALSO IM EXCITED TO READ UR REVIEWS..IM ALREADY LAUGHING LOL BUT BEFORE I SHUT UP AND LET YOU READ I HAVE A VIEW POINTS
1. i apoligize for the OC nature of sebastian that has developed...but love does just work for sebastian, i tried as hard as I could but blaghh
2. no i do not hate grell hes actualy one of my favs
3. sorry for bad formating complete and utter dumb moment
4. i know there is somthing else I meant talk about but its 330am and im tired
ANYWAYS ENJOY READING
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"I-I am covered in blood, cold, in shock and tired. I am not going to stand in the middle of a street in the middle of London and make out with you. I want to go back to the room. Now" with a turn of the body she headed towards the hotel a determined spring in her step. Shock radiated through his body.
'She did not-'he chuckled and the noise continued to rumble in his chest as he followed her through the streets. 'She did. She just stood up a demon! A demon!' his now stained glow raked its way through his hair as obsidian eyes glinted with amusement. 'What a rarity indeed'
Stepping into the basin of warm water Meylene sighed in relief letting her body sink beneath the surface. Watching red tendrils of hair float out in the water her mind drifted off 'I wonder how finny and bard are doing. Probably blown things up a couple times now or destroyed the garden. We haven't gotten a letter so the mansion seems to be still standing' giggling into her hand she envisioned the last time bard had tried to cook, him and that flame thrower of his.
The ex soldiers afro hairdo was absolutely priceless. And that garden...oh the suffering the phantomhives garden had gone through once finny had taken up the position of head gardener…well only gardener. Those poor trees, everything from weed killer wipeouts to fires; it was a miracle anything was still able to grow there.
She dropped her head back on the rim watching steam curl up against the ceiling. 'The Phantomhive manor…home of the last of the Phantomhive lineage. Ceil Phantomhive the earl of Phantomhive. The queens guard dog. Head of the Phantomhive toy company. Fiancée to Ms. Elizabeth Middleford. The young master carries so many tittles, so many duties weighing down on the shoulders of a twelve year old.' She rolled over with a sigh folding her arms on the edge and propping up her chin 'and an orphan on top of that…but at least the young master isn't alone…he has Sebastian. He and Sebastian seem to have an unbreakable bound of some sort. I have no clue when they met and how they came to such closeness…but he is always there for master Ceil, through thick and thin it seems' turning back around she sank beneath the water completely 'he's not joking when he says he's one hell of a butler' ….
"Sebastian how long is she going to be in there?" Ceil snapped impatiently setting his teacup with a small clank. He watched in annoyance as his butler set out clothes for the next day while being followed by a crooning death god.
"I'm not sure my young master" the butler replied smoothly "But do take care to remember that she was nearly mugged in a back alleyway. She is probably in a bit of shock plus she was quite chilled when I found her"
"tch! I know that" he sighed crossing his arms as he leaned back against the headboard. "This sounds like it might be a clue. This is taking long enough and quiet enough damage has already occurred! Her majesty will be getting anxious if I do not wrap all of this up soon"
"If you want my lord I can go check on her and tell her to move along, to ignore the fact that within the last two days she's been shot, nearly drowned, almost burned to death and within the last 30 minutes nearly mugged and possibly raped" he said calmly with a smile on his face looking back at the impatient child propped up on the bed. The blue haired boy gaped at him like a fish out of water but switched to glaring at the man before looking away pretending to focus on the decorative wall paper. Childish whims and common sense mixed with what seemed like a large dollop of guilt played across his young features.
"Just leave her be!" the young boy scowled in annoyance. "Order something for to her to eat and drink"
"Yes my lord" he said bowing and headed out of the candle lit room and into the dark hallway, vanishing as the door closed behind him.
"You didn't go with him" Ceil stated flatly as his attention turned to the red headed man that was sitting on the desk across the room filing his nails.
"Well that's what Bassy told me to do" he sniffed pocketing the file as he flipped red hair over his shoulder jumping off the desk. With the most ill fitting swing of the hips the male sashayed across the room. The young Phantomhive wrinkled his nose in disgust and touched his forehead in annoyance.
"The freaks that gather around me"…
Leaning back she kicked up her legs watching the water slid down pale legs. Resting her head against the edge of the large basin she hummed to herself in content, finally glad to warm and clean again. She rubbed a hot wash cloth over her toned calves and up her thighs to push against a flat stomach and over full breasts. Turning her attention to her arms she nodded in approval dropping the cloth back into the soapy water with a plop. Threading her fingers through her fiery red hair she leaned over to grab the shampoo off the floor only to find it missing.
"Eh where in the world I just put it there" that was when she noticed the presence. She looked over her shoulder quickly glaring through the steam only to open her mouth to scream.
"Thieving bitch" in the next moment a mouth covered hers. In horror she flung her arms forward in protest. 'What in hells name! WHY THE FUCK IS HE KISSING ME!'
"Don't!" he ordered and the red headed ex butler slammed his hand over her mouth forcefully to silence her. In futile efforts she tried to tear his hand from her mouth only to find that his strength was unnatural. Wincing in pain she glared at the man as she was slammed against the side of the basin pinning her shoulder. "How come bassy will kiss you but not me?" he pouted "I'm a much better kisser than you"
"You know I really hate women and children" he smirked through razor sharp teeth outlined with blood red lips. "Especially a woman who seems to get close to my bassy" Green yellow eyes locked with brown orbs. She grabbed at his arms her nails digging into the sleeves of his long red jacket eyes narrowing in defiance. The shinigami's smirk widened in a sick manner "now what should we do about you becoming an annoyance"….
"She's talking so long…and where did Grell go" Ceil scowled sliding from the bed and too the floor. His stocking feet made no noise as he stopped outside the bathroom door.
"Meylene!" he called his hands on his hips, his annoyance heightened as there was no response. "Meylene!" 'why is she not responding!...where is grell' he grabbed the handle and called once more. "Meylene! Are you in there! Meylene!...I'm entering" he pushed the door opened only to stop in shock as he saw the scene before him. What he had expected he was not sure, but it certainly wasn't this. His maid seemed to be trapped beneath the reaper. She clawed at his arms as he held her trapped in the water a hand silencing her voice as he kneeled on the edges of the basin pushing her further and further downwards.
"SEBASTIAN!"
What happened next was merely a blur and happened in seconds. "Young master please go wait in the bedroom" he smiled. A blue eye found a shinigami struggling for air and his maid leaning over the tub rubbing the back of her hand over her mouth in what looked like utter disgust. The young boy looked at the man scrambling inside his butlers death grip. He nodded and turned leaving the bathroom…..
"Now, now" the smile dropped from his face his eyes narrowing as he turned his attention to the grim reaper. "You are going to leave immediately Grell. I don't have time to kick your sorry ass right now. Plus it would make a mess that I don't feel like cleaning up." His voice dropped an octave and carried a bone chilling tone "Leave right now" he dropped his hand and the red headed man stomped his foot in anger but flew out of the bathroom quick as a flash as anger sparked in glowing red eyes. The butler turned his attention to the woman in the room with him. She sat on the basin edge wrapped in a towel her wet hair sticking to her skin as she looked at him.
"You called him Grell" she said flatly "Grell Sutcliff…he wouldn't happen to have been Madam Red's butler" she said calmly. He looked up pulling his glove tightly over his fingers.
"You noticed"
"There are certain quirks in each individuals personalities that are uniquely their own"
"Ah yes. That is indeed the same one."
"Well he's gone through quite the transformation" she sighed pushing her hair back from her neck to fall behind her shoulders.
"Now Meylene"
She looked up in shock to find him suddenly in her face. She leaned back slightly "Y-yes"
"I come in here to find you pinned beneath our guest in the tub" he said flatly yet a smile crept onto his features "I would like to know what happened"
"Well…" she swallowed clutching her towel tighter "Um he came in. um grabbed me said he didn't like women"
"And that's it" his head tilted to the side the smirk dropping from his face "Your lips are swollen"
"…..you saw it he had my mouth covered"
"For an assassin that was an absolutely terrible lie"
"Sorry about that"
"Make sure you watch that, that's what you were hired for"
"Of course Mr. Sebastian" she closed her eyes letting the man kiss her. She watched him as he pulled away his gloves wet from being run through her wet hair. His eyes narrowed in amusement as he smirked.
"Disinfectant. A Butler must keep everything clean and in order at all times" he stood up and straightened his clothing "Now the young master awaits you in the bedroom and there is also some tea and a meal" he headed to the door closing it behind him. She dipped her feet back into the water with a scowl
"Dammit it's cold"….
"What was all that about Sebastian" Ceil demanded looking at his butler for an explanation.
"Young master it was Grell" he sighed and at this the boy fell silent, looking at it that way answered everything, it was Grell.
"Forgive me master. I didn't mean to take that long" Meylene murmured coming out in her nightgown and bathrobe.
Ceil frowned "Well it's a-" 'If you want my lord I can go check on her and tell her to move along, to ignore the fact that within the last two days she's been shot, nearly drowned, almost burned to death and within the last 30 minutes nearly mugged and possibly raped' he looked away "Well it's alright" motioning to the bed in front of him he pointed out a tray set up for tea and a light meal consisting of rolls and soup. "Well hurry on about it! Sit down and eat" he ordered. With a small smile she bowed and sat down nodding her thanks as the butler in disguise poured her tea. She ate quietly, ignoring the two men that watched her and waited for her to finish. As soon as she set her tea down the Phantomhive boy sat straight up
"I want to know what happened" he said quickly and she nodded motioning to her dress which lay across the chair by the bathroom door.
"In the right pocket you'll find a knife and a lock of hair…just like the other ones" she watched as Sebastian walked over to the dress his hand disappearing into the pocket only to re appear holding the items she has said were there.
"So it's safe to say that this is connected to all the murder cases. How did you get them Meylene" a young blue eye focused on her.
"It was in one of the pockets of the men that attacked me"
"Tell me everything. From the moment you left the room"
"Yes" folding her hands in her lap she took a breath and began to retell the incidents that had occurred merely two hours ago "Alright" she smiled and with that left the small restaurant fastening the cloak she had grabbed on the way out. Pulling the hood up over her head she curled the material around her body and left the front door 'I feel like a little bit of a nighttime walk while I wait for the bedtime tea' humming quietly she walked….'oh! If I remember correctly this is a little short cut to that set of cute little shops down here. The hat shop and the tea shop! Oh and that adorable shop of dolls! Hmm maybe before we head out of London I should tell Master Ceil about it and he can get a gift for Miss…"London ba shi o chi ru, o chi ru, o chi ru
London ba shi o chi ru, My Fair Lady
(London Bridge is falling down,
Falling down, Falling down.
London Bridge is falling down,
My fair lady.)….. "No it's the right one alright" a deep voice came from behind. Tensing she jerked around in anger and fright. Three large men stood in front of her blocking her pathway…."Let go!" she grabbed the pistol and lifted it up towards the shadow that loomed over her. A shot ended this man's life as well and he left his body to crush the women he had been previously attacking….. Reaching forward she pulled out the two items, to her dismay they were duplicates. A dagger and a lock of red hair. With a shake of concern she pocketed the items so that she may take them to her master. That's when movement caught her eye. Grabbing her pistol she looked up just in time to see the body of a child disappear around the corner…."
She sighed pushing hair out of her face to look at the boy "and after that I ran into Sebastian"
"And that's all?"
"Yes master"
"hn" the boy stared at his ring stroking the blue gem slowly as he took in and processed all the information that had just been laid out before him. "Well it seems that the murderer is getting either bold or desperate. What he would be desperate about I have no idea." His eyes narrowed in thought. "Do you think he's on to us?"
"I highly doubt it or else all of us would have been attacked already master" Sebastian said from his seat in the chair next to the bed. "All the past occurrences have been aimed at Meylene except for the boat incident. That was both of you but then the attacks changed" he added coolly.
"And the nature of the attacks have changed" The maid pointed out in realization. "the first attack was a warning, the second tried to kill the young master and myself, the third….clearly the fire but…didn't you say that the man was trying to carry me away somewhere" she turned her attention to the butler in questioning.
"Yes it seems as if he had rescued you from the flames and was bringing you somewhere else"
"And during the fire I saw not only a tall man's figure but that of a child as well. Then with tonight's attack the men who were after me said that they were ordered to capture me…and right after I finished killing off the three of them I saw the shadow of a child fleeing from around the scene."
"It can't all be just a coincidence" Ceil concluded looking up at his two servants "It seems either he might be wary of us or…well I'm not sure why he went from trying to kill to trying to kidnapped a red haired mother" he bit down on his thumb in confusion.
"To answer that question we do not yet have enough information yet" the maid paused mulling over something "Young master you don't think the murderer has figured out who you are and has possibly tried to kidnap me so that he can use me as a ransom to make you get off his trail so that he may go back and continue his previous work?"
"Highly doubtable, that would be too much work and if they knew who he was they would have heard the rumors about our Lord's intensity on his missions for the Queen. Taking someone who is not even a family member would not distract the young lord from his goal. It would be much easier just to kill him. Obviously that is not what is going on since now the focus has seemed to fall on you" Sebastian sighed his gloved fingers brushing his temple in annoyance.
"So we are back to square one with not any new information on the murders or anything!" Ceil spat angrily.
"Do you think that they would fall for a trap?" Meylene asked and thoughtful silence fell over the room.
"You mean using you as bait" Sebastian stated dryly and the red head nodded quickly.
"It seems like it might be the best plan of action at the moment. Lure him out so that we can confront him and capture him therefore ending the mission as quickly as possible" she continued and Ceil watched her closely.
"Are you certain you want to do this Meylene" the boy asked quietly. He leaned back slightly in surprise as the torrent of emotion that filled the brown orbs staring at him.
"If you're asking if I'm scared. Yes. That I'm willing to put myself in danger? Then that answer is also yes. My master lives to serve his queen. I live to serve my master. My master loves his Queen. And…and I love my master" a smiled of sincerity spread over her features "if my master is happy than I am happy"
The earl of Phantomhive sat stunned his cheeks coloring red at the sudden confession from his servant. He looked away quickly usually pale cheeks red enough to make the roses of the imperial garden jealous. "Alright then" he coughed looking at anything but the maid sitting in front of him. She smiled at this and her attention focused to the ticking clock on the bedside dresser.
"OH MY GOODNESS ITS PAST MIDNIGHT!" she shrieked leaping to her feet and startling the two men next to her. "There is supposed to be get together breakfast tomorrow morning so that they can close the courtyard to prepare for the ball!" she squeaked.
"Ball?" Sebastian asked a gleam springing into his eyes. "This might just be the opportunity that we were waiting for" he said a smirk curling up the corners of his sly mouth.
"How so Sebastian" Ceil scowled
"That shall be left for the morning time my master" he smiled his eyes closing. "Now Meylene is quiet right, it is late." He got to his feet and straightened his coat tails. "Off to bed then"…..
Meylene moved around the room silently as she unloaded the ball gown that had been packed in the suitcase for such an occasion. Placing it along with all her garments for the night on a chair she turned to grab the days clothing. Sebastian had retreated to the bathroom to dress and she waited for him so she could exchange places and do the same. Silence filled the room except for the quiet breathing of the young boy still asleep in the bed.
Sitting down she heaved a sigh and began to remove the braid from her hair letting her hair fall down around her shoulders. Leaning over she lifted the current just enough to peek outside. The sun was already warming the city of London as it began its climb into the sky higher and higher until it would eventually drop. Then his sister the moon would rise bringing with it the excitement and shadows of the night. She shifted in slight nervousness; tonight dangerous things were likely to take place. She was so absorbed in her own thoughts that she didn't notice the man behind her until he touched her shoulder.
She looked behind her quickly and up into Sebastian's face. He motioned for her to head to the bathroom to change. Standing up she walked past him quietly heading for the bathroom as he went to wake up the young master. Sighing she went into the bathroom carrying her dress which was several pounds of expensive material…..
"My Lord it is time to wake" Sebastian said calmly as he pulled open the curtains allowing the morning sun to spill across the bed. The young adolescent murmured in discontent turning away from the light.
"It's too bright"
"Forgive me my Lord but it is time to get up" He said walking towards the bed clothing folded neatly in long clothed arms. The young boy sat up with a sigh as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes watching the butler lay out his clothing along the foot of the bed. Pushing the covers off of his petite body he swung his legs over the edge and let his feet dangle. Waiting calmly he allowed the older man to begin work on the buttons of his white night shirt.
"Are you ever going to tell me what this plan of yours is" Ceil questioned raising his arms to allow the butler to put the jacket on him.
"When Meylene returns we can discuss it my young master" He tied off the small blue ribbon at the neck of his master's shirt than turned to retrieve the stockings and shoes that sat waiting in the bedside chair. Pausing in surprise he found the shoes no longer on the chair but presented in front of his face. Looking up he watched Meylene hold the shoes out to him red faced and smiling.
He thanked her with the slightest of smirks and turned back around to finish dressing the adolescent seated before him.
"Well she's here so get on with it Sebastian" he spat. The butler sighed getting to his feet and straightened his tie.
"Alright then, this is what I had in mind..."….
Ceil scratched at his wig in annoyance 'so damn itchy!' Meylene watched the boy's actions with a sympathetic smile on her face. Placing one hand on the railing and the other to lift her skirts she followed Ceil down the stairs towards the entrance of the inn.
"So is it like a giant breakfast in the courtyard or something?" Ceil asked peering over his petite shoulders to look up at the women portraying his mother. Nodding in response she opened up her parasol as they exited the building and headed towards the noisy square.
"Do you really think that he will fall for it?" she asked quietly as a hand pressed to the middle of her back.
"With his current set of attempts I believe so" Sebastian replied looking down at the slim women beside him. Her brown eyes were glued to the boy who was walking in front of them. "That was quite the little speech you gave last night" he commented his gaze following hers.
"um" she blushed her eyes dropping to the freshly sprayed cobblestone only to look back up at the adolescents retreating back "But it was all true" she looked up at the butler who turned his obsidian gaze to her. "I love him and that's all there is too it" her voice was firm yet gentle as she watched Ceil. Laughter tumbled past rose colored lips as the Phantomhive in disguise was bombed with greetings by several boys his age.
"Which reminds me…I have to thank you Sebastian" she looked up at the butler who returned her gaze yet with slight puzzlement.
"For what may I ask Meylene?"
"For bringing me to the Phantomhive manor. I know that you chose me only because my skills were useful to the young master yet that day turned my life around. I no longer kill to get money from petty nobles who throw tantrums after a quarrel and think that killing is the only way to resolve the problem. Spoiled brats pretending to men as they chase revenge inside the shadows of deceit and hatred. The only time that I am required to kill is when greedy nobles chase after a young boy who has done no ill harm towards them unless they have done wrong first. I do it to protect lives" her hands tightened on the handle of her parasol and she twisted the contraption around in circles. "And for that I thank you"
"It was merely for the young master" he replied quietly now also watching the boy. "I am tied to him for the length of his life. I have sworn to never leave his side and protect him even to the cost of my own breath. Following his orders without hesitation or disloyalty. He needed adequate protection and you along with Finny and Bard fit the positions for hire to the T."
"Still" raising up on tip toe rosé lips brushed pale skin as for the first time the maid kissed the butler. "I thank you"….
"mmmh! Soo good" the red head purred. The Burchard family sat on a picnic blanket in the grass surrounded by many identical scenes. Waiters walked in out and out of the family units serving duplicate helpings to the attendees of the conventions.
"So we go up earlier to eat breakfast on the ground" Ceil stated flatly unhappiness covering his face like a mask.
"But Ceil it is so much fun eating with everyone" Meylene said her voice practically bouncing with energy. The energy around them was indeed a pleasant one. People were beginning to wake and take with each other over the morning meal. Being outside only added to the crisp atmosphere. The meal had been set up beneath large full leafed trees that danced slowly in the calm breeze that swept through. Sunlight dappeled down to the ground causing glasses to shine and silverware to wink.
With delighted humming she turned her attention back the croissant in hand. The young boy merely snorted his attention though became keen as he watched his butler who at the moment had no eyes for him. Instead the demon had given his full fledged attention to the women across from him. Giggling Meylene continued to work her way through the croissant continuing to hum as she chewed the flaky bread that she had slathered with a thick coat of jam. She chewed thoughtfully looking around and watching all of the people around them. Bright brown eyes took in everything around them with a look of excitement and enjoyment. Her attention fell forwards as she felt the weight of a heavy gaze upon her, eyes narrowing in concern she looked directly at the butler.
He merely smirked before turning his attention to the boy sitting beside him "is there something else you want to eat? I can summon one of the waiters over here son" he smiled.
"No nothing" he sighed
"Are you sure?"
"Yes" Ceil sighed turning to his plate that he had perched on his lap. Taking up knife and fork he began to cut through the fried eggs that donned his plate covering the thickly sliced ham that sat on top of French bread. He watched as the yolk spilt over the accompanying foods as he cut them up. Lifting a forkful to his mouth he popped the nutrition in and began to chew. Satisfied with accomplishment the butler let the question die.
"Do you happen to know what we are doing next?" Sebastian turned his attention to the maid seated properly across from him. She blinked in first response as she swallowed than nodded.
"Well after this we are to go out for a morning walk and leave the courtyard so that they may close it off and begin setting up. After the walk we have free reign for the rest of the day till seven o'clock." At this her expression brightened considerably and leaned forward invading the space of the youngest member.
"Hey me-mother!" he stuttered in protest and she laughed "This is perfect! Now I can show you that doll shop that I mentioned last night. I'm pretty sure Miss. Elizabeth would faint with happiness to receive a cute little gift like that from you"
At the mention of the bubbly blonde the usually scowling face of the Phantomhive earl changed. His eyes (I'm just going to say eyes from now on cause it bugs me to say eye. If his patch comes off it'll say so but otherwise you know what I mean) softened, and the smallest hint of a smile graced his mouth. Looking at the women beaming at him he nodded curtly.
"Then that's settled!" she sat back on her heals with a clap of her hands…
"You sure you know where you are going mother?" Ceil questioned as he walked beside his parents down the streets of London.
"Of course I know where I am going...its daylight this time" she added. For indeed she had gotten lost last night and that had put her in quite a predicament.
"Ciel! Do not question your mother. Where are your manners?"
"uh" he looked up into the stern face of his butler as the man glared down at him sternly through his glasses. "Forgive me Father I was out of line" he said through grinding teeth and twisted laughter lit the eyes of the demon. 'The bastard! When we are done with this mission he is so going to get it!'
"Let's not quarrel it's too nice today!" Meylene protested as she grabbed onto Sebastian's arm with her free hand. She smiled up at the man who looked at her uneasily.
"Meylene?"
"Hm?" she peered up at him as she pushed her cheek against his shoulder fighting the blush that threatened to paint her whole face cherry red. He smirked bending over bumping his nose with hers
"Of course…my love"
Turning bright red the women began to stammer as Ceil made gagging motions from the side… "We're here!" she said suddenly steeping forward in excitement. They stopped in front of a shop that had her male counterparts cringing. The building stuck out like a sore thumb, some idiot had managed to paint the entire outside of the building a pastel pink. The awning over the door was pink and lined with lace, as were the front windows.
Bows huge and small lined they front of the building and tied largely beneath the shop glass. Grimacing Ceil turned his attention to the contents of the window, Meylene had been right Elizabeth would have gone completely gaga over this store. Inside the windows on wooden stands porcelain dolls were displayed decked out in such finery that it was almost painful to look out.
"Well let's go inside then!" she beamed opening the door. Little bells chimed cheerily as they entered the building. The shop was packed, every inch of available wall space was covered in shelves and the shelves covered in all sorts of dolls. Stands decorated the floors like tall trees that reached the ceiling, the dolls their Christmas ornaments. Walking carefully into the store Meylene smiled over her shoulder at the boy "Well do you think she'd like a gift from here?"
"Of course she would" Ceil said slightly in shock at the overwhelming amounts of lace and petticoats that surrounded the shop.
"How may I help you?" a tall silver haired woman stepped out from behind the front desk a warm smile on her face.
"Um we are just looking for a gift for young friend" Meylene said stepping forward.
"A young friend hm?" the older woman's eyes trained on Ceil looking wide eyed at all the stuff around him. "A fiancé perhaps?" she smiled and Meylene nodded.
"You never miss a beat do you?"
"Ah when you have been around as long as I have my dear and watched many, many customers certain things begin to catch your eyes or develop patterns"
"Of course" she smiled turning to look over her shoulder as Sebastian stepped behind her.
"And you must be the husband" the older women smile and Sebastian responded with a nod.
"I was wondering if you might go help direct my son…he is a little lost" he sighed and the woman let out a hearty laugh.
"Of course! Of course" with a sweep of her skirts she headed towards the Phantomhive boy.
"So how did you know about this shop?" he turned his attention to the woman in front of him.
"Oh" turning around she smiled "You see I was out shopping with some maids from Miss. Elizabeth's manor when they said that they wanted to take a detour and we ended up in this shop. I never thought about it again till last night for some reason" he said tapping her chin in thought.
"Hn" his obsidian eyes swept over the shop in what looked like annoyance and distaste.
"Well just wait till Ceil picks out a doll that he wants to get for Elizabeth and then well have her wrap it here and send it to the post office and we can be out of her" she assured him in amusement. "Since being in here is definitely not to your liking"
A dark gaze held hers for a mere moment of silence that was broken by his masculine voice.
"The minute we arrived in London your entire air, self has changed. Even for an ex-assassin your acting skills are quite remarkable. High strung and overflowing with confidence. You know what you want and you are not afraid to set out of it. Dangerous and can be absolutely cold to the core yet filled with such warmth…even times such love" he stated slowly as if he was trying to dissect the situation that had been laid out before him like a treasure map.
"You're in the wrong Sebastian" she turned her back to him her arms crossing.
"How so?"
She looked over her shoulder quickly her hair flying around her face like that of a red tornado as eyes flashed like lighting. "You brought me to the manor to be a maid. The maid duty was only a disguise to aid in being the young master's personal army. Meylene the clumsy, klutzy, clueless maid is merely a character. Someone you asked me to create. I think you are confused at who you are looking at"
"That's not-"
"Don't deny it!" she whirled around her fingers curling into fists, as she glared at him.
"You know that that is not the case Meylene" he said coolly "We each play a part and trust me I do not have you confused. Though you can say that the maid and women in front of me are two completely different people"
"No, but the klutz I portray is not only me" she jabbed him in the chest with her finger and winced as his gloved hand suddenly gripped her wrist.
"I never once said that" his forehead pressed to hers. Once again it seemed as if the rest of the world had been put on mute as she stared at the man before her. No matter how upset she was she could never deny that the man in front of her was not handsome. Even when he had appeared in front of her for the first time on top of that tower, stopping her mission as she hesitated
"Of course you can't say that every accident you ever caused in the manor was due to you being in character can you?" he whispered and a frown graced her delicate features. Crinkling her nose in annoyance she sighed.
"No, that I can't"
"Exactly"
"Exactly what?"
"See the maid is not only a character"
Rolling her eyes she snorted gently "I know that but where are you going with this?"
"hm" he stepped forward pushing the women in front of him back until her back was pressed against the lip of the front counter. His free hand gripped the ledge beside her as he continued to invade her personal space without a morsel of regret.
Recognition flared inside brown orbs "as if this is the first time I've been in this position. What are you trying to get a confession out of me or hoping to seduce me into your bed. Tch. That's not at all like you Sebastian"
"And you know me that well?"
"No not really but I have been pretty close to you the last couple days" she closed her eyes hot breaths mixing together. "And I know from past experiences you take your jobs very seriously. But even for a job you have played the position of my doting husband quite well. If even eagerly" her monologue ended as mouth meshed with mouth.
"We are in public" she murmured against his mouth as she paused to breath. Cold air hit her body in wave as Sebastian stepped back straightening. Running his hand through his hair a devious smirk colored his face.
"Ah"
"I'm sure she is going to love it!" the owner of the store came around a tree of dolls carrying a doll as the young boy followed her.
"ohhh you grabbed such a cute one" Meylene said in awe as she fawned over the porcelain figure decked in ribbons and bows. She chatted with the store owner as she began to wrap the gift. Ceil walked over to stand by Sebastian with a sigh as he rubbed his forehead.
"Women can be such a pain is that right Ceil?" Sebastian commented dryly and the boy scoffed "You probably know that better than I do considering age"
"Ah" his eyes trained on the women leaning over the counter talking giddily "that I do"….
Ceil sighed as he pushed around his food with his fork. After they had finally left the doll shop and made it back to the hotel the sun was already in the high part of the sky signifying that it was time to eat the midday meal. The trio had decided to eat at the restaurant within their inn for convenience sake.
"Ceil stop playing with your food!" Meylene snapped and the other two looked up at her in shock. She ignored them and paid strict attention the food on her plate. Her whole body radiated with tenseness and she continued to eat without really tasting the food.
"Dear is somth-"
"No"
"Mo-"
"Children are meant to be seen not heard!" she lashed out slamming her utensils down with a crack. People from the surrounding tables began to turn and look at them whispering quietly to each other. Pushing back her chair she stood up "Forgive me, I am not feeling well. Must have spent too much time in the sun earlier. I shall go rest in the room" she turned and headed for the stairwell disappearing upstairs.
"What do you think is the matter?" Ceil muttered. Leaning over Sebastian replied in a whisper
"I am guessing that she may be nervous for tonight. That is the only thing that comes to mind at the moment"
"Ah of course"
"I shall go check" he pushed his chair backwards getting to his feet. "Finish your meal and come upstairs"
"Yes father" the boy nodded his eyes following the man as he walked up the stairs 'what a mess'….
"Meylene?" Sebastian called as he closed the door behind him. He turned to find the women face down laying on the bed.
"…"
"You alright"
"…"
"Seriously" he sighed sitting down on the bed. She looked over at him and rolled onto her side.
"Is Ceil still eating?"
"Yes."
"ah" she rolled to her back her arms falling over her eyes with a sigh.
"Its not the just the sun"
"No"
"…"
"I'm nervous"
"About the plan tonight?"
"Yes"
"I have already promised that I will not allow you get hurt'
"It's not me I'm worried about" she pushed herself up to sitting. "I'm worried about you and Ceil. The other attendees that are going to the ball. What if something goes wrong and people get hurt?"
"people have already gotten hurt do to this man's actions Meylene" he said seriously "and due to our master's orders we are going to stop that"
"I know, I know but it still bothers me"
"Of course it bothers you but it's not like we have any choice at this time. This case has been dragged on long enough and we need to figure out a way to end it as soon as possible. That is all there is too it. Am I correct my lord?"
There was a click and the two adults turned to look at the door. Ceil leaned against the back of the wood reaching up and pulling the wig off. "Yes you are quite right Sebastian" he walked forward the click of heals against wood echoing inside the small hotel room.
"If we weren't dealing with such a dangerous situation such as murder than we would not have to do such things. But drastic times call for drastic measures. He came to a stop in front he bed his eyes full of authority. "Meylene! Sebastian! This is an order! Tonight capture that murderer!"
At this the two adults got to their feet before the young boy
"Yes…my lord" bow
"As you wish young master" curtsey…..
"Oh Madam you almost don't even need a corset, your waist is quite tiny to begin with" a maid chirped. Meylene merely grunted as she clutched at the counter struggling for breath as two maids cinched the corset tighter and tighter around her body.
"Ridicules! Bloody contraption!" she gasped as they finally tied off the clothing accessory. She grasped at the counter shaking her head as they headed back behind the changing screen to grab the first set of petticoats. Stepping back the maid worked on adjusting her breathing to the horrid situation. This was not the first time she had been forced to go undercover as a noblewoman making it not the first time that she had ever been forced to wear a corset. But it had been at least three years since she had done so and was therefore out of practice. Raising her arms she allowed the maids to continue dressing her. Her eyes traveled off to fall onto the deep purple dress that she was to wear that evening.
An off the shoulder evening gown that dipped low onto the chest hugging its way down the body of the wearer. Working arm in arm with the corset hiding underneath, as it continued its decent cinched at the hips only to blossom out and ripple down in folds of material like a waterfall until it hit the floor. She eyed the full length sleeves that were trimmed with a lilac lace, a perfect color match for the ribbons that tied off the heals that she was expected to wear for the evening. Which also matched the petals of the small flowers that were attached to the pins that would hold her hair. She sighed as she waited for the maids to finish yet another row of petticoats. She stepped forward her heart pounding as they brought the actual gown forward.
'It really is pretty. But can I pull it off?' she allowed them to pull it over her head and begin to fasten the buttons as yet another set of maids began to set up the vanity. Allowing them to guide her over she sat on a stole in front of a mirror as the women began to remove the curlers from her hair. She watched as one after another shiny curls of red hair fell down around her face, Grabbing the pins a maid began to pull the curls up pilling the curls high on the back of her head letting two strands fall to frame her heart shaped face.
Closing her eyes Meylene felt the cold of a metal chain slid around her neck and the disturbance as earrings were hooked into her ears. Touching the silver heart absentminded as she watched them paint her lips with a shinny gloss. She had refused heavy makeup saying it made her feel like a clown.
"That should do it there Madam" the four maids stepped back and she smiled at them in the mirror.
"My thanks"
"Our duty" at this they curtsied and left the room. Meylene stayed seated as she stared at her reflection in the mirror.
"This plan will work!'….
"Are you quiet done Sebastian?" Ceil sighed as his butler fastened his hat onto blonde hair.
"Forgive me my lord, this hat does not want to seem to stay with your wig"
"This stupid wig! Damn it to hell it is one of the most annoying things I have ever had to use!"
"Even worse than the wig you had to wear to the ball at the Count Druitt's?"
"Sebastian! What did I say about bringing that up!"
"Forgive me. A slip of the tongue"
"Well don't let it ever happen again!"
"Yes"
The boy stood up with a sigh of relief as the vile contraption was in place. Letting the butler drape his cloak over his small shoulders he looked into the mirror in front of them. A young boy of blonde dressed in finery as his father also dressed in such clothing. "this mission has gone on long enough. Tonight we end it"
Dropping to one knee a gloved hand crossed over a broad chest as the man knelt before the child "Yes…My lord"…..
"where did mother say she was going to meet us?" Ceil asked looking up at Sebastian.
"Just outside the main entrance to the courtyard"
At this the two males fell silent as they walked. Agitation coursed through the young boy as they continued to walk towards the square. More and more people began to fill up the surrounding area crowding people in tighter and tighter. "How are we supposed to find her in all this mess!" he snapped shoving at a body that had bumped into him.
"I already have" Sebastian said clearing his throat. Bending over the butler swept him up off the ground.
"What is the meaning of th-" he clutched at the butlers hands as he now sat on top of broad shoulders.
'This is ridiculous!"
"it is safer than you being trampled on" he replied his long legs carrying him smoothly throughout of the mess of bodies "She is to the right of the gate"
"Well good I thought we were never going to find her…good thing you saw her cause I wouldn't have recognized her" he muttered. The woman in question was looking around franticly yet a large smile lit up her face as he saw the boy high above the crowd. She waved her empty hand in the air rocking back and forth of her heals. She smiled brightly shadows dancing across her features from the torches that lined the pathways to the courtyard.
The young Phantomhive found that any thoughts that had been littering his mind were now gone. He had seen Meylene in several different ways before. Coming to the mansion she had been like that of a sheep dog cloaked in black and hiding behind a mane of red. Then into a dress and hiding behind a frame of thick glasses, also in the uniform with her glasses perched upon her head as she protected the manor and just this last week as a noblewoman dressed in modest finery. But nothing had lead to the Phantomhive boy thinking that his maid could present herself in such a manner that hiding beneath all those lies and past occurrences was the woman waving at them.
"Really Ceil you have a fiancée" Sebastian tutted and the boy darkened a shade
"Shut up! It's not like that!" with great self restraint he stopped himself from yanking the hair of his butler hard in embarrassment. "eh!" he gasped as he was suddenly lifted up once more but placed on the ground as they reached the maid.
"Ah there you are, I was beginning to wonder if you two had gotten lost" she smiled clutching at her fan. The butler watched as she leaned over talking with her master as she laughed and he colored again. The boy had every right to be enamored by the woman in front of him, he would be lying is he said that he wasn't as well. And his master told him that he was not allowed to lie. He watched as she laughed and giggled her eyes alight with excitement and yet soft with endearment as she talked with the Phantomhive boy. Tonight she seemed as if she was a hidden blossom always waiting for the right moment to be seen. 'at least that is what I would like to say. Yes she is beautiful right now and even caught myself as a demon off guard but she is not at her most beautiful..when she is protecting the manor and the young master is when she is at her best'
"Sebastian is something wrong?"
His attention turned back to the outside world to find his two companions staring at him, one in annoyance and the other in concern.
"Not at all" Sebastian smiled and raised his arm "Shall we?"
"Of course" A smile graced her mouth as she looked at the man before him. Heart fluttering she looped her arm with his and the trio stepped beneath the arch entering the courtyard.
'Here we go' 'Here we go' 'Here we go'….
"Wow" was the first words that slipped past Meylene lips, the courtyard had been completely transformed since the morning's picnic. Silk twined around lamp posts hanging between the light contraptions creating pockets for flower petals to sit in. Flowers of the same nature perched in vases on the grounds in exquisite twists and turns of shined metal. Carefully watched fire pits lined the outside of the cobblestone helping to ward off the bite that the chilled air of London offered. Waiters mingled within the crowd carrying themselves with the upmost curtsey as the carried refreshments for the guests, implacable manners to match implacable taste. Sculptures were placed in simple patters throughout the courtyard, exquisite pieces of art some that even produced their own single fountains.
"Tch. I've seen better" Ceil muttered and the butler gave him an exasperated look that the boy returned with single arched eyebrow.
"What? I have"
The butler sighed turning his attention once again forward 'sometimes he is the most spoiled of brats'
His attention was caught by the women beside him who was giggling in delight as the orchestra began their first selection, a giddy little tune that rang of childishness.
"Really?" Ceil sniffed Meylene whirled around grabbing the young earls hands.
"Come dance with me!"
"Wait I don't!-"
Sebastian watched in amusement as the boy was whisked off by his maid into the crowd of people that had begun dancing and laughing. He chuckled into his gloved hand before obsidian eyes became steely. 'now to just find the perfect time to set the plan in action' …
"uh what are you! I don't want to" ceil protested in embarrassment as his maid pulled him into the crowds of people.
"Oh come on Ceil let's dance"
"I don't-" his protesting was ended by confusion as he was yanked forward.
"Here" she pulled him upwards so that he was able to stand on top of her feet. "You usually do this for slow dancing but it will work" she laughed and the boy clung at her hands for dear life….
Hiding in the shadows malice iced over blue eyes belonging to a young boy. "Ceil Phantomhive you seem to be having quite a lot of fun" he seethed young hands balling into fists. His ever present companion stood silently behind him merely watching the festivities with a bored expression.
"Listen to me!" the boy suddenly snapped and attention was focused on the boy. "I am sick of this game! Tonight ends it! Bring that woman to me! I want her! THAT IS AN ORDER!" he whirled around his eyes flaming with rage. The tall dark haired man stepped forward revealing the clothing fit for a butler of a 9noble's house. Dropping to one knee the man bowed.
"Yes…your highness" then with a flash the man disappeared. Whirling around the adolescent turned back towards the small evening ball a grin twisting up his face. His small chest begin to shake as he began to clutch at his pale cheeks his nails scratching at his skin.
"hehe" he began to bounce on his tips of his toes. "heheheheh" hands fisting in his hair he began to laugh. Suddenly arms flung into the air as he spun around violently again and again and again "ahahaha!ahahaha!..."
"i-im dizzy" Ceil complained as he stepped back still clutching at the maids arms. The women in returned laughed breathlessly
"Uh huh me too" at this the two looked at each other and laughed. She straightned fanning herself and she looked back at the blonde in front of her. "Well shall we go find your father then? Perhaps he has already grabbed drinks for us"
"Yes mother" he grabbed onto her hand and they walked through the crowd in search of their dark haired companion. After few minutes of searching the pair spotted the man seated on a bench, two drinks in hand.
"Ah Ceil, dear you look like you have enjoyed yourselves so far" he said extending the beverages in their directions. The two nodded mouths full of water as they greedily drank down the refreshments.
"OY! Ceil! Many voices rang into the air. The Burchard family looked up to see a group of boys Ceils age motioning his way. The one who seemed to be the ring leader of the group nestled a red ball beneath his arm. The Phantomhive boy looked at the two adults for permission.
"well go on" the man smiled leaning against the back of the stone bench.
"Just mind your manners" Meylene reminded as she took the glass from him.
"Always" Ceil replied and took off at a run towards the other children. He was greeted enthusiastically and the gaggle of boys headed towards the side of the court yard that opened into a small clearing. His exit was followed by his maids eyes as she smiled in delight as she handed the two empty glasses to a passing waiter.
"he's acting like a boy his age should" her attention turned as large hands encircled her wrists and she was pulled down onto the bench. "Sebastian?"
"Your feet must be tired dear how about you sit for a bit?" he suggested and she nodded leaning back against the bench her shoulder pressing against his. "Now that Ceil is no longer in the picture we are about one third of our way into the plan" Sebastian whispered into her ear. The woman nodded her eye lids drooping slightly as he clutched at her waist pulling her towards him.
"Public my "loving husband"" she chided as he nearly pulled her into his lap. Her hands pressed to his chest in warning as hot breath fanned the light colored skin of her neck.
"Ah" he leaned back slightly grasping her hand on one of his as he kissed her palm his eyes heavy lidded as he looked up at her.
"My dear Sebastian you wouldn't happen to be enamored with me now would you?" she teased. The playfulness drained from her face as his gaze merely locked with hers; there was no denial of her statement inside his obsidian orbs. "Uh wait…what" her expression became meek and she avoided his gaze franticly as blood rushed to her cheeks.
"Sorry Meylene but those glasses your wearing do not hide your eyes as well as your normal ones, they are much to small" he smirked and suddenly the maid found herself propelled onto the dance floor along with the butler. The orchestra struck a new chord and a playful song bounced into the air laughing like a child. "Dance with me" he pulled the women into his arm spinning their bodies in the process. Her free hand clutched at his upper arm as she found herself steered into the crowd. Her mind neglecting the event of mere seconds ago as it scrambled to get a foot hold on the present.
"Well you are no stranger to dancing" he commented as she matched his feet step for step.
"And you as well" she smiled over her shoulder as he spun her out. She glided out on tip toe and spun back into his awaiting arms with grace.
"May I ask where you learned to dance" he asked dipping her back. Letting her head fall back she laughed coming back up she replied.
"I've told you before, due to my past job this is not the first time as a noblewoman. Therefore resulting in not my first time attending a ball on the arm of a handsome man" she flirted "It would be suspicious if a noblewoman did not know how to dance no?" she asked as once again she was curled out into a spin.
"Touché" he smirked pulling her back to him his body crushing against hers, closer than need be. "Which makes me curious to what other things you may be hiding, talent wise that is"
She smirked "Curiosity killed the cat honey"
"hm. But sweetheart you are forgetting the rest of the line" he commented as once again her world turned upside down. Snapping her back up his lips brushed her ear "but satisfaction brought it back"
"Clever"
"Neh. Just informed." With a click of heals and the last bleat of a trumpet they came to a panting halt.
"I commend you my dear husband."
"And I to you my dear wife" he smirked. The pair looked up in shock as suddenly applause erupted around them.
"What in the?" She turned in his grasp looking at the dancing couples that had surrounded them in a circle.
"Apparently we had an audience" Sebastian commented in amusement. He stepped away from his partner bowing as she curtsied.
"I had known we were going to have been performing I would have wore my red dress and makeup" she joked lightly.
"I shall make sure to alert you next time dear" he said with a smirk. The look fell from his face as the cello began to sing out and the other string instruments began to follow. The crowd begins to fill in the empty spaces as a slow calming song began.
"A slow song" she commented quietly as she looked at her partner 'phase two begin' her eyes never left his as she draped her arms over his shoulders to circle around his neck. Lanky yet strong arms wrapped around her waist as she was pulled flush against a warm masculine body.
"After this we begin the last phase to draw him out" he murmured in her ear and she nodded. "Do not worry I won't let you be harmed" he promised.
Pulling back slightly she looked at the man "A Phantomhive butler is always true to his word" she whispered. With a smirk he chuckled.
"As an order the young master always told me to tell the truth"
"Then I guess I have nothing to worry about then" her cheeks flushed as she pressed her cheek against his chest her eyes closing as she listened to the steady thrumming of his heart. Sebastian's eyes flitted over the crowd looking for any signs of their young master. Seeing none his eyes fell on the exit of the courtyard that led out the hill.
A large tree sat at the peak of the hill; far enough away to keep out of sight of the common civilian but not too far away for people to ask questions about the young couple slipping away from the dance. Looking down at the women in his arms he felt a twinge in his chest and scowled 'this human body of mine…really has started to affect me' the two stilled as the song came to an end and the pair separated. Twining hands together Sebastian began to pull her through the crowd and out into the dark that had settled like a blanket over London. Grabbing her skirts Meylene followed the man quickly as they began to trudge up the hill.
"Are you alright?" he asked as he felt a slight lag behind him.
"Yes" she huffed "Just remember that I am in heals and corset" at this he paused. How much of an idiot did he have to be to forget something like that.
"Well here"
"Sebastian!" she shrieked as suddenly she was no longer connected to the ground. Gripping at his shoulders she gave him a look of fluster as she now sat cradled in his arms.
"Much easier" he commented flatly and began to ascend the hill at a fast pace.
'abnormal' she clung to his broad shoulders as she looked up. The moon hung heavy in the sky that night outshining the stars as she bathed the earth in her milky glow. The grass seemed to be made of the thinnest silver and the tree in front of them seemed to have its own aura. Swinging her down lightly the butler stepped back.
"I will be back but in a short moment while I go find the whereabouts of the young master. Do not worry I will not be far" he whispered pulling her into a hug than said in a normal tone.
"Give me but a second my love. I did not mean to leave your jacket down there" he pulled back an expression of light guilt covering his features.
"Oh Sebastian its fine. It's beautiful out here tonight" she looked up into the sky before her gaze fell scanning the area around them. "Plus" she giggled "I am not a little girl. I'm not afraid of the monsters in the dark"
He merely smiled at this "Of course"
"Plus check on Ceil while you're at it" she said propping her hands on her tiny waist "I want to make sure that he is indeed minding his manners"
He chuckled "Alright" bending over the butler kissed the maid lightly on the mouth before straightening and jogging down the hill. Meylene watched closely until the darkness swallowed him and his black tux. 'Here we go' she leaned back against the tree her arms folding across her chest as she gazed up into the large leaves.
She shifted slightly the cold metal of two gun barrels chafing against her skin. Taking deep breaths she willed her heart beat to settle down and calm itself beneath her breast 'really Meylene! Getting scared like a school girl just because you were left out here alone in the dark. My goodness what has happened to you' she sighed dropping her head back ignoring the bite of the bark as it caught onto her hair. 'though I really wish I had left a jacket back in the square it is getting kind of chilly out here' Not a sound, no crinkle of grass or shadows across the ground, it was pain and then darkness.
"Rather alert for a human woman. Though most demons cannot even sense me coming for there lies my skill." A stern figure leaned over the unconscious ex assassin as she laid sprawled in the grass a bruise forming on her neck. Red glowing keen eyes found the pebble he had launched from one hundred feet away in the process of knocking out the woman. Kneeling he scooped up the limp form and turned on the heel of cleanly shined shoes. "You seem like you would be an interesting opponent to mess with but I don't want to have to argue with that butler of yours. I am on a rather tight schedule for the evening" at this the man began heading down the hill in the opposite direction….
Sebastian slowed to a walk as he heard children's voices shouting to each other. Coming around the corner the butler was caught up in amusement. There was his master, Earl of Phantomhive running through the dirt kicking at a ball, fighting to keep it away from the opposing players 'well it seems as if we have nothing to worry about' with the use of his keen hearing the butler listened for the sounds of gun shots or unpleasant scuffle. Hearing none the muscles of his shoulders relaxed even more
"Time?" Ceil launched the ball across the field and turned to face his butler as the rest of the adolescents raced across the field to grab the object of the game.
"Yes" he nodded
"I'll be back!" Ceil shouted turning to face the boys. For a second the game came to a pause that was filled with many quick nods of the head and then the game began right up again. Straightening his jacket the boy strode over to his butler the air about him changing from pre teen excitement to that of a serious man far behind his years. "Well let's go. We can't keep her majesty waiting"…
Brown eyes snapped open only to focus on unfamiliar territory 'body check' moving slowly each part of her body the maid checked for any signs of broken bones or pain. Finding none she now took in more of her surroundings before rising. She seemed to be in a stone walled room. Two windows on the east all were cloaked heavily in red drapery. The room was well lit by the several candles that sat inside of candle holders.
She was lying on a bed that was also made in red. Sitting up slowly Maylene looked down at herself, she was still in the clothes from the ball yet her hair had begun to fall out of the many pins that had been set in place. She took notice that her feet were bare and her shoes she caught sight of were propped neatly by the door. Other than the bed, the candleholders and a simple nightstand the room was bare. Dropping her feet to the floor she ran quietly across the room pushed back the drapery, the windows were bared.
"Shit" turning she headed for the door but stopped dead in her tracks as realization gripped her mind. Franticly grabbing her skirts she swore again "they took my guns" she stepped back in panic as voices began to echo out here door mixing with the sound of footsteps. She dashed forwards throwing herself onto the bed. 'Bars on the windows, candle holders are obviously bolted down. Not a single thing to use as a weapon'
"Hurry go get some tea and something for her to eat" a childs voice said sternly. It was the voice from the fire that replied.
"Yes, your highness!"
"NO!" SLAP! There was the shrieking of a voice followed by the resounding sound a backhanded slap. "I said I don't like that anymore! It doesn't sound right! As if some snobbish love sick brat came up with it! Like its overdone! Do it right!"
"Forgive me"
"Now go get that tea and the food! That's an order"
The door flung open and Meylene was caught by only the slightest of surprise as her eyes locked on a child while a tall man with long black hair tied back in a pony tail kneeled down on one knee.
"Yes…my liege" at this the man left as fast as mist in the morning. Leaving her complete attention to fall on the boy in front of her…..
"What in hells name Sebastian!" Ceil yelled at the butler. There was nobody there; the hill had been empty when they had arrived. No signs of struggle, no fight and worse no trail to follow. "Where is she? You said that she would be right here!"
The butler's eyes focused on the screaming boy with a blank expression. 'Do not worry I won't let you be harmed" he promised.
Pulling back slightly she looked at the man "A Phantomhive butler is always true to his word" she whispered. With a smirk he chuckled.
"As an order the young master always told me to tell the truth"
"Then I guess I have nothing to worry about then' he had failed…..
She leaned back slightly as the boy turned to face her and suddenly a smile lit up his young face as he spoke
"Hello mommy!"