Elizabeth Vivian Drake, sat in class bored, today's lesson was on the Mayans, something she already learned. The girl took out her sketchbook and began to draw the boy of her dreams.
He had a blue eye and navy blue-gray hair, he had the most adorable pouty lips. She never heard his name other than Phantomhive.
Each night she closed her eyes they were filled with dreams of his day, he had a rather existing life, much like her father's.
She seen the boy be kidnapped, saved, be choked half to death by his fiancé, forced in a dress, watch his aunt die, and have his house continually be attacked.
Rather exciting when she awoke in the morning she always felt the need to jump and call out to her Master.
"Drake! Class is over!" The teacher called to the girl sitting in her desk.
She bolted her head up, "Oh sorry sir! Have a nice day!"
Running out of class she met up with Nina Sullivan, a friend she had since she could remember.
"Hey still having dreams of mystery boy." the elder girl winked at her friend.
Eli covered her heart, "The boy just steals my heart every time, with that blue eye of his and those pouty lips. I just want him to appear in front of me so can say take me, take me Phantomhive."
The two girls brusted out laughing as they walked home, they talked about the strangeness of the dreams.
"It's really weird, the brain can't come up with people in dreams they have to already have seen the person." Nina commented, she was curious in the girls vivid and strange dreams.
When they had finally reach the apartment, Drake crashed on Nina's couch and fell asleep, the day really wore her out this afternoon.
She was floating above the young man, he was sleeping, slowly she began to descend to the ground, till her feet landed on the ground. Drake stood next to the big bed which he slept in, he looked so tiny and peaceful.
Eli carefully sat on the bed, not wanting to disturbed, the young sleeping man. Thunder rolled outside the window, and he began to twitch violently. Finally he bolted up and wrapped himself in his cover.
The girl couldn't let him stay like this, she tried to reach out to him but a squeak stopped her. Slowly moving from her seat, she made her way in front of the frightened young man. "Are you okay?"
His eyes snapped opened and stared at her, those eyes were bi-colored, truly they were beautiful, the girl doubt anything this boy had looked ugly.
'D-Drake?" he was able to mutter out.
Eli smiled at him, " Yup!" She stood up and bowed, "Elizabeth Vivian Drake, at you service!" Standing straight, "I presume you're Phantomhive?"
Slowly, the boy begun to ignore the thunder, and nodded his head, "Ciel Vincent Phantomhive."
The girl slowly reached her hand out, palm facing up. At first he didn't understand, she didn't say anything, just kept he hand there. slowly, he touched her palm, feeling the lightly calloused, but soft hand. His hand traveled up her arm to her elbow, the skin was soft, tracing some of the veins he could see, Eli just let him, watching him as his breathing calmed down, as did the storm.
Sniffing the girl began to smell something burning, like burned chicken.
"Drake!" Ciel shouted as the girl flickered and disappeared.
"DRAKE!" Nina called, smoke filling the apartment.
Slowly, the girl began to move off the couch and opened a window, "You really need to stop trying to cook."
"I didn't want to wake you." Nina puffed her cheeks out.
Eli laughed and patted her friend's shoulder, " How about you stick to your manly duties and I stick to me women duties, okay?"
Nina giggled, " Hehehe you said duty."