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A/N::: I am so sorry for such a late update, I've got school work do get done…DX
Yuuri allowed his demonic self to emerge, not to fight but to dodge the shoes and glasses and any other item Wolfram was able to get his hands on.
The double black teen watched the emerald eyed blonde bishonen look around their room in the Phantomhive mansion for something to throw. So far, he hadn't found any more glass objects or shoes to throw as Yuuri's head.
Wolfram stood across the room from Yuuri, the large four-poster bed the only thing blocking them from each other.
Yuuri noted that Wolfram's blonde hair was messy, curving around his face and head, making him all the more cute.
His emerald eyes large and angry, he was panting, trying to catch his breath from yelling while throwing things at Yuuri.
After a moment, he was sure the worst was over and Yuuri allowed his demonic self to retreat slightly, he tilted his head, watching Wolfram with unblinking black eyes.
Wolfram finally calmed his body, taking a deep breath he looked at Yuuri once again and shivered under the gaze of Yuuri's eyes.
He took a step backward, turning his face away from the demon king. Yuuri took a step forward, tilting his head to look into emerald eyes. "Wolf…"
"Go away wimp." Wolfram cut him off and moved further away.
The pink nightgown he wore swirled around his ankles as he walked, one side of the nightgown slipped from his shoulder but he didn't pull it up, he didn't even seem to notice.
"Wolf…why so angry?" Wolfram knew he should apologize to the wimp but…Wolfram looked at Yuuri with wide emerald eyes. Why had he been so mad?
Wolfram let himself fall face first onto the bed, his hands fisting into the sheets down by his sides. His blonde hair seeming to glow as the moon shone through the windows on him.
Yuuri sighed softly, maneuvering himself around the bed, walking over to the boy and taking a seat next to him, not making a move to touch Wolfram.
Sitting with one leg over the other, leaning on his hands, head tilted to stare at Wolfram. The blonde didn't seem to notice Yuuri staring, he had felt the bed dip as his fiancé settled onto the mattress but refused to look up.
Ciel watched Sebastian with glazed dark blue eyes as the butler untied the boys boots, which took awhile considering the boots laced up all the way to his knees and would only slide off if the laces were nearly all the way off.
He was no longer wearing the eye patch, he never did when sleeping. He felt depressed, hurt, like he wanted to cry and scream for some reason unknown to him.
Tilting his head up, he imagined the feelings stirring inside him were those of wanting to be with Sebastian in every sense of the phrase.
He felt his boots fell gently from his feet one by one, he didn't bother to shift his gaze. He didn't want to see the demon anymore.
It only hurt.
The red eyed demon noticed the change in the young boy but said nothing, he knew the child would not speak whether he was asked to or not. Unbuttoning Ciel's shirt, Sebastian watched the boys eyes closely.
They were glazed, distant, as if he was no longer in his body or mind. Sebastian's finger tips ghosted across the boys nipples as the butler slipped the shirt from Ciel's body.
Ciel shook, looking down he saw a slight smirk on the demon's mouth. His red eyes on the shirt he was pulling from the drawer. Ciel raised his hand to smack the butler, smack him for touching him, but lowered his hand, clutching the sheets beneath him.
He didn't want to slap him, if he did, he would follow by throwing the demon out of his room, yelling at him and glairing, creating more distance between them.
He didn't want to make him leave. Ciel spun himself and crawled away from the demon, curling up in one corner of his large four poster bed.
Sebastian watched the young boy rush away as fast as he could, perhaps he had gone a tad to far with touching the young boy.
The butler shook his head.
Standing, Sebastian moved around the bed toward the young twelve year old. Red eyes fixed on the shaking form in the corner of the bed, Sebastian moved forward without sound.
Vic was at the head of the table with Kurai sitting to his left. Elizabeth sat at the long table at the end facing the two while pushing her food around on her plate.
They hadn't answered her question of how long had the spider demon been dead, she hated to think the demon was killed shortly after the human baby was. It wouldn't surprise her, but she hated to think it could be true.
Perhaps that's why they hadn't answered her. Elizabeth stabbed her fork into her pork, eyes narrowed at the painful thought.
Kurai watched her daughter, she knew they had done wrong, but she couldn't bring herself regret it. Need to save her daughter had clouded and overpowered her judgment.
Looking over to her husband, Kurai watched him silently as he turned to look at her.
"I am going home tomorrow."
Both Vic and Kurai turned to look at Elizabeth. Her green eyes were narrowed and her arms were crossed over her chest. She was serious.
"I'm afraid I'll have to say no. Remember, you are in danger." Vic answered after a moment of silence, looking at his wife then at Elizabeth before speaking.
Elizabeth raised an eyebrow at his response. "I don't remember asking. I. Am. Going. Home. Tomorrow."
Vic shook his head, placing his fork and knife down on the table gently. "You are in danger."
"So?"
Kurai sighed. "So, you will be safest here. Among us."
Elizabeth wanted to throw something at her but suppressed the urge. "I don't understand how that would be true."
Vic and Kurai looked at one another, then to their daughter. "We are demons." Vic and Kurai said in unison. "And your other family is human."
Elizabeth sat down again, "I'll have to go back sometime."
Vic and Kurai only looked at her. No words passed between them for a few minutes which seemed like hours.
"I have family and friends out in the 'human world' and I have school." She listed off her reasons as she watched her parents look at her.
"We are your family, you can make new friends here and we can home school you." Vic answered, not seeing a problem.
"Well I cannot stay here! You cannot replace family and friends and besides…" looking down as she stood, she slapped her hands onto the table and looked both her parents in the eye. "I have a fiancé!"
Yuuri tilted his head as he continued to stare at the nearly full moon. It lit the room up beautifully, it made the room feel warm and soothing. Wolfram mumbled something into the mattress but Yuuri had no clue what it was he had said.
"What?" Yuuri's question came out with laughter laced through it. He couldn't help but laugh, it had been kind of cute.
Pushing himself up, Wolfram lifted his head to look at his fiancé. "I said; leave me alone wimp!" emerald eyes narrowed as Yuuri didn't move.
Leaning towards Wolfram, Yuuri wrapped his arms around the blonde. "Why?" Yuuri pulled Wolfram onto his lap despite the not so serious struggles and protests.
Wolfram sat with his back to Yuuri's chest, he let his head settle onto Yuuri's shoulder, his arms reached behind him and snaked around Yuuri's waist, lacing his fingers together.
"So now you want me to stay?" Yuuri joked, wrapping his arms around Wolfram's shoulders. Yuuri jumped. "Ouch…"
Wolfram smirked, "Shut up wimp."
"You didn't have to pinch me…" Yuuri whined but hugged Wolfram closer.
A/N::: Sorry for updating so late! Swamped with school (How does MistressKiko find time to work? O.O)
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