Ciel stared at the girl in front of him. She looked ill, so ill, the dark bags and pale skin. He gently stroked her cheek, he never meant for this to escalade so far. Their relationship was impossible, and yet the strived to be with each other, to feel complete. As he held her in his arms, he felt her breathe against his neck. It felt right, to have her back in his arms, his beloved, his adventure, his lovely Elizabeth Drake.
Drake smiled and held him close, it felt like so long since she had seen him, and to her it has. Instead of seeing her lover, she had vivid nightmares of Ciel in a fight with some blonde male. It frighten her, she always awoke when the blonde straddled Ciel with a sword pointed at him. She couldn't sleep, but that didn't mean she wouldn't eat. Often she didn't feel the urge to eat, but she knew she had to keep her body healthy so she ate at least once a day. Even if it was honey nut Cheerios.
"Drake, I need you." Ciel kissed her head.
The sleep deprived girl looked at him confused, "What do you mean?"
"I need you, like Sebastian needs souls, like humans need air. You can't leave me again." Ciel whispered.
"I can't stay here, not forever at least." Drake muttered.
Ciel's eye twinkled, "Just wake up, Love. That is all you need to do."
Drake was startled, "What?! No! I just got you back in my arms!"
Ciel kissed her sweetly on her cheek," Wake up Eli. Wake up."
Soon it faded, he had faded, and she was awake, on her couch, alone.
"No... " She whispered as she weeped, all she want was Ciel.
Looking at the packed bags from her father's recent trip, England.
Drake stood up, if Ciel couldn't find her in his world, she would find him in hers. Starting with his homeland, England.