Chapter 6: Jealousy? That Is a New Emotion

The rain fell like a shower. Summer nights in London almost always consisted of rain and storms. It was during these nights…the young man had time to think. Reclining back into the red leather, puffs of smoke emerged from the young man's lips and sluggishly rose above his head. He licked his lips, savoring the lingering taste of the cigarette. They had been gifted to him from his Uncle Claus, imported from Africa. African cigarettes were certainly hardier, and had an almost overbearing taste. However, it was not over bearing for the Phantomhive heir. He quite enjoyed the sharp and smoky taste of the cigarette; it calmed his nerves and gave him something to focus on when he could not concentrate on work. He gazed into the smoldering fire, slowly licking at the darkened logs like a pup at his master's feet. In the fire…he could see memories past. The same memories when he was a child, tried to suppress. Now, he embraced those painful memories. It was those memories that drove his mad ambition to avenge his parents' atrocious deaths. He had never given up his desire to someday torture the same people who murdered his parents…the hatred he held would not go away.

Ciel was known for his unsympathetic and stern character. He was formidable and sometimes cruel towards those he deemed irritating, worthless and malevolent. He judged accordingly, not based on stark emotions. He thought logically, rationally and did not depend on fallible human beings who would say anything to save themselves they would do anything to attain wealth and power. Ciel took a long drag of the cigarette. Wealth and power meant nothing…He had everything that a man could ever want after all. He had vast affluence beyond many nobles, women offering themselves to lay in his bed and the friends of the powerful. Everything material thing he could possibly wish for was at his disposal and even the unattainable would be attainable.

"Elizabeth…" He was irked. He was enraged that he could not adequately describe these feelings he had developed in the past month. What were these new feelings that had come to emerge when he first saw her? His chest had tightened, and his mouth had become deathly dry.

I never would have guessed…she would have been so beautiful. Did I honestly think that the old Lizzy would remain?

To say she was attractive was a stupid understatement, to say she was the most pulchritudinous and charming woman he had ever met was enough for him to become speechless and wonder why he had ever acted towards her the way he did.

Ah…I was a child.

Ciel gritted his teeth, almost seething.

"Young Master, shall I rekindle the fire for you?" Sebastian stood in the door way, logs of wood tucked under his arm. He eyed Ciel curiously, almost as if he were concerned.

"Yes. Go ahead." Sebastian nodded and laid the logs down on the hearth. He nudged the burnt lumber with the iron poker before placing two large logs on the blazing fire.

"The young Master is troubled." Ciel took a long drag.

"I'm caught, Sebastian."

"Caught?"

Ciel leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees.

"Yes…I'm caught in a state of desire. It burns my whole body…seeing her."

"Lady Elizabeth?" Ciel rolled his eyes.

"Who else could it be?" Sebastian grinned, tilting his head to the side as if recalling a fond memory.

"How rude of you to forget, Madame Yorkshire, young Master. She was your first, I believe?" Ciel glared at the dark haired butler intensely.

"Don't mention that again, bastard. I was drunk to high heaven." The butler sighed and shook his head.

"She pursued you for months…thought you were going to marry her."

"She thought damned wrong…if tell Elizabeth any of that matter-,"

"Young Master, I would never." Ciel leaned back, snuffing out the cigarette.

I love Elizabeth. She is dear to me…but I have never thought about touching her in such a way in all my life time. These damned feelings! Why the hell won't they leave me be! I can never be with Elizabeth. My work…as the Queen's Watch Dog…I could never place her in such direct danger.

I am not jealous…I am not jealous…

"As much as it might burden you, young Master, the truth is that you have longings for Lady Elizabeth and you are jealous."

"Sebastian…if you do not shut that damned god-forsaken hole in your face, I swear I will beat you to a bloody pulp." Ciel threatened angrily. Ciel had never head of this Vincent Tudor character until Elizabeth mentioned him the other day. All she could speak about was this damned Vincent man, and how kind and extremely humorous he was. Ciel had tried to keep a pleasant face while listening to the object of his affections mouth away about another man…It nearly drove him butler grinned mischievously as he cleared the coffee table of food. Lau smiled, sitting across from the irritated young man, smoking an opium pipe. Closely examining Ciel with his cat-like eyes, he grinned.

Damn bastard, he thinks this is funny.

"Ah…does the Earl recognize what he was missing? I haven't seen Lady Elizabeth yet but I hear she has become quite the lovely woman. Right, Sebastian?" Sebastian nodded.

"She has developed into a very attractive woman. Her short hair frames her face well." Lau's eyebrows rose.

"Ah? What is this? She has cut her hair? I really want to see her now. Say, Mr. Butler do you have a type?" Lau joked, glancing at Ciel.

"A type?"

"Yea…a type? In my opinion I think Lady Elizabeth would look better with short hair, but I have to see her for my-,"

"Enough of this foolish nonsense I say!" Ciel yelled, slamming his fist on the table. Sebastian smiled as he bowed and excused himself from the lounge.

Elizabeth having such an uncompromising impact on Ciel was virtually beyond Sebastian's understanding. From what he had observed, Ciel could not stand the girl and grew vexed with her easily when they were younger. He never went to visit her of his own will and basically steered clear of any woman… So, after compiling all this information Sebastian had come to a conclusion. His young Master preferred men over woman. So, when he inquired of his young Master's sexual preferences he was abruptly struck in the face and warned never to suggest anything so vile and unnatural again. Humans were such bemusing creatures…they act as if they despise one thing and the next moment they can't live without it. How pitiable! Sebastian remembered the moment Ciel found out that Elizabeth had gone. The young boy was furious beyond measure.

"Young Master it would be in your best interest if you were to calm down…"

"She is gone! She left without telling me a single thing! Damn her!" Ciel yelled. The boy grabbed his chair from behind the desk, throwing it against the wall in a fit of rage. Ciel threw the papers off the desk, yelling and screaming obscenities. Sebastian sighed as he watched his young Master act out of blind rage. The servants huddled next to each other outside the office, fear and worry deeply etched in their appearances. Ciel snatched the vase from his desk and threw it at the window. Sebastian sighed as the vase shattered into many little pieces, thinking how much of a discomfort it would be to repair the window and clean the glass from the carpet.

"Damn her! Damn that woman to hell! How dare she leave to the other side of the world without acknowledging me?" Ciel shouted.

"Where the hell is she? Where is she?"

It was the only time…Sebastian had ever seen Ciel act such a way.

Ciel stared at the party invitation, written in the lovely cursive that he recognized was Elizabeth's. Sighing he set the car aside and pulled a mound of paper in front of him. Twice in one week, he had denied Elizabeth's invitations to social gatherings because of his work. Twice he had visits from his Aunt Frances investigating why he had attended Elizabeth's graduation party. He had given her the same words that he gave everyone else.

I am too busy to come to some foolish gathering.

Ciel noted that he had said it accidently on impulse…after his Aunt told him what the party was for. He was furious when his Aunt Frances had bluntly praised the two to his face for how well they complimented each other. Was not Elizabeth his fiancée? How would he know that she still held the same measure of affection for him as she did in her younger years? Should he admit he loves her and she turn him down, he did not know what he would do. So, being young and inexperienced in the aspect of love, Sebastian took it upon himself to "educate" his young Master.

"Letters are considered formal and intimate. They indicate personal interest as well as thoughtfulness." Sebastian laid out three different letters on Ciel's desk. One was written in cursive, another in manuscript and one typed out. Ciel leaned back in his chair, allowing the white smoke to slip smoothly between his lips as he smoked the cigar.

"You never want to send a lady a telegram or a type written letter unless in emergencies. It is highly informal and little thought and emotion is given to it. However,-"Sebastian pointed to the letter written in cursive.

"A ladies appreciation for a letter such as this never fades. See the smooth strokes of the ink against the paper, the perfect curve of the words fitting together."

"Cursive be damned. You know my cursive is awful." Sebastian forced a smile.

"Then, young Master you must practice if you wish to impress Lady Elizabeth and win her back." Ciel scoffed arrogantly, rolling his eyes.

"She is my fiancée and I have no need to win her back." Ciel said, impatiently.

The young man recalled the past seven years…his wondering, his anger and his worry towards Elizabeth. Why had she truly left without telling him? He had found out that she had gone when he called upon her right before her fourteenth birthday, only to be told that she was half way across the damn world! If that is what is dubbed a wakeup call, it surely did its job. For some reason knowing she was nowhere near troubled his heart. He felt nervous and on edge, was she alright? She wasn't speaking to strangers was she? Elizabeth had a bad habit of introducing herself perfectly to danger.

After the Great Fire I had all but forgotten about Lizzy. My estate was in shambles and the factory was destroyed. Can I truly blame her for not tell me anything? Of course not, the blame lies within me.

He decided he was going to do it…so in deciding he was going to do it; he got to write the letter that would possibly change everything between them. It went something like this;

My Dearest Elizabeth, Elizabeth,

I cannot express how much I have wondered why the hell you leaved so suddenly longed to see you. I hope that you are in good spirits as you looked a bit pale during your last visityou seemed to be quite cheerful during the last visit. I apologize for not sending a response to the Annual Spring Festival, you know how much I despise social gatherings my work has taken much time away from me. I hear that you are entering the medical field? I thought you were such a sad thing you could not stand to see the sight of blood! Just do not talk to any of those useless lewd men there…

I cannot express these stupid feelings that seemed to wrack my body like the plague express how joyful I am at your safe return to London.

My work is going well, just the other day I beat Finnian for spilling ink over the leather couch in the drawing room I seem to have found a slot in my calendar that is open so we can do things together.

-Ciel Phantomhive

Sebastian had never before felt the urge to pray to any god desperately until Ciel handed him the letter.

Hello and good evening! I hope all of you are doing well! Aboumt my math test, I got a middle C, so I'm happy I passed! I also did well on my ART test, gaining an A+! Well, it is evening where I am at, in the good ole' U.S.A! Sorry about being a day late for this chapter. My college Algebra course is steadily becoming harder and harder so I study more now than ever! I'm so excited for this story! I hope you all are enjoying this story, and I hope you continue to review! Thanks to everyone who has told me what you think and for reviewing! It is nice to see that people are interested in what you write :) Ugh...I can't wait until this semester is over! I'm so looking forward to Christmas break...even though it is a while away. Please review and thanks again!