Hope you guys liked the last chappy! I'm trying to put the 'romance' in it but I still wanna nail Ciel's character and his cold demeanor. Hope you enjoy this extra long chapter! I actually am writing this on a plane! EXCITING!
Ciel P.O.V.:
I closed the door softly. What brought that on? I asked myself. I shrugged it off and walked slowly back to my study. I opened the door and sank into my chair. I rubbed my temples as I stared at the ever-so-high stack of paper work. A small knock could be heard at my door.
"Enter." I said annoyed. Sebastian entered carrying a tray of tea and food.
"Good afternoon young master. I've brought Earl Gray tea and a small Chocolate Gateau." He said placing the tray in front of me. I hungrily ate the cake and drank the tea. I noticed that Sebastian was smirking, at me.
"What?" I said annoyed.
"Oh nothing milord. That was just a very…sweet gesture. Especially for you." He said leaving. I glared at him as he left. Why did she bring out this side of me? She's just another pawn in my game. I began to complete the mountain of paperwork in front of me, and ended up with a really bad headache. Why me? A thought occurred to me, as if turning on a light-switch.
What if she finds out Sebastian and I are demons? I thought for a moment and realized she's a supernatural being herself. I realized I don't care if she knows. All I know is that I love her
:Le time skip:
The moon was now beginning to rise and I was just finishing the last of the paperwork when I heard an ear-splitting scream. My head snapped up and I ran to the one place it could be coming from.
Willow's POV:
I was dreaming. I was walking through the Phantomhive manner, a normal day. Until I heard glass break and a small scream. I ran, following the sound and stopped at Ciel's study. I saw his pale, lifeless, and unmoving body stained with crimson. I ran over to him crying and shaking him. The door suddenly closed behind me. I tried to open it but it seemed the more I pulled, the more it stuck. I felt a sudden rush of wind and turned to see a man dressed in a black trench coat and red mask. He held a bloodied katana in his right hand. I looked into this man's cold eyes. He had that same look in his eye, just like last time.
I woke up screaming. I sat up and began panicking. Suddenly a pair of strong and gentle hands were on my shoulders.
"It's ok! It's ok, it was just a dream!" Ciel said shaking me slightly. I look up into his eye, which was filled with concern. My breathing slowed down as I calmed myself.
"I'm sorry I must've woken you." I said holding my head in my hands.
"No, I was just heading off to bed. Are you ok?" he confirmed.
"Um, yeah I guess I'm fine." I said breathing in shaky breaths.
"No your not. Don't lie to yourself." He said coldly.
"I guess, I'm usually not like this." I said looking down at the ground.
"It's fine." He said coolly. I knew that I wouldn't be ok.
"What was your nightmare about?" he said sitting on the edge of the bed.
"You wouldn't understand the context." He rose an eyebrow.
"Long story." I said meeting his eye.
"We have all night." He said as he sighed.
"Ok." I said taking a deep breath. I proceeded to lift the hem of my nightgown. He stared at me incredulously.
"Oh relax." I said rolling my eyes. I lifted the nightgown so it covered my chest and hung around my neck.
"See?" I said pointing to my brand. It was a white feather bound in chains, symbolizing my purity and imprisonment. I felt him brush his fingers over it. It felt like electricity.
"When I was young, I lived with my parents in a beautiful manor. It was so full of life and I was happy all the time. Well until they found out about my abilities as I told you previously. Then they came. And that was the night I became an orphan." I paused.
"My parents died too." He said dully. I shook my head tears spilling out.
"You don't get it. The people who snuck in, hired a puppeteer by the name of drocell. They found me and…and they…" I said starting to breakdown.
"What?" he said encouragingly.
"I…it was me who k-killed them." I said starting to sob.
"They made me kill my own parents. Then they took me. That's what all these scars are. They made me use my abilities even though I hated myself for them. I was whipped, beaten, stabbed and poked with white hot irons. I finally got out of that hell-hole and had no where to go. I've been on the streets ever since." I finished. Ciel looked at me like he'd seen a ghost. I couldn't stop crying.
"The dream is kind of embarrassing. I was walking through a hallway, here. I heard glass break and ran to the room it was coming from. I s-saw…" I paused taking deep breaths.
"What did you see?" he said encouragingly.
"I-I saw…you. Dead."
Silence…
"Then I saw the man behind it all holding a bloody knife. It scared the shit out of me."
"I'm so pathetic." I said wiping my tears.
"Your anything but pathetic." He said staring at me.
"I'm sorry I'm pouring all of my emotions onto you." I said trying to force a smile.
"Don't worry." He said almost sweetly. I flopped back into a laying position, fiddling with my necklace.
"Sometimes, life just sucks." I say sighing.
"Agreed." He said, the smirk almost audible. I laughed slightly.
"Why do us children, of all people get the short end of the stick?" I ask to no one in particular while sitting up.
"I don't know." He said staring at me like I had two heads. I laughed to myself.
"Hey, what was that kiss on the forehead about?" I ask blushing.
"You felt that?"
"Of course, the drug didn't work as fast as you hoped it would." I said laughing. He was still staring at me weirdly.
"Um, what? Is there something on my face?" I said quietly. He smirks again and shakes his head no.
"No, your just so different from other people I've met. Girls in particular." He said almost smiling. I blushed.
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" I ask looking down shyly. I heard rustling of sheets and then I was looking into Ciel's eye. He leaned in closer to me. He had tilted my chin up to face him.
"It's a good thing." He whispered into my ear. He then kissed my cheek. I felt little tingles radiating from that spot outward. Filling me with warmth. When he pulled away. I quickly leaned in and gave him a peck on the lips. He looked a little shocked at first, but then it quickly dissolved into a smirk.
"I was hoping you'd feel that way." He said mischievously. I rose a brow. He took both of my wrists in his hands and pinned them above me, pushing me into the bed. He then bombarded me with a storm of kisses on my neck. I wriggled my hands, but he kept an iron grip on them.
"Ah-ah-ah." He said taking a breaking from kissing me and looked into my eyes, his smirk ever-present. He leaned down and whispered in my ear.
"You don't want to be punished do you?" he said tauntingly. I was scared but I knew he wouldn't kill me. I leaned up and whispered in his ear.
"So that's how you wanna play? Ok two can play at this game." I said seductively. I began to slightly thrash my arms, only moving his hands slightly. His smirk turned slightly vicious, his grin widening.
"Ok." He said quietly. He leaned in and started nibbling on my neck, then my ear. I didn't show the real pain I was in. He then started sucking on my neck. I let a teeny moan escape. I could feel him smile.
"I think I'm going to need both of my hands for this." He said in a way that sort of scared me. He leaned back and released my hands and untied his bow-tie. As quick as lightning, he'd tied my wrists to the headboard. He leaned in and began kissing my face. I grew impatient.
"Oh just kiss me already." I whispered. He chuckled darkly. He gently but passionately crushed his lips to mine. I could feel his tongue on my lips but wanted to tease him as he did me. He must've guessed my plan. He slid one hand down my torso to my hips. I gasped slightly and took advantage of the opportunity and plunged his tongue into my mouth. We fought for dominance. It was a short fight.
I was in my nirvana. I actually started to cry happy tears. I guess he felt the water and pulled back confused. I smiled.
"They're happy tears. But please-" I stopped and whispered I his ear.
"Untie my hands and let me tie myself to you in every way humanly possible. I promise I'll be good." I said desperately. A warm and small smile appeared on his face as he untied my hands. I reached up and wrapped my arms around him and kissed him. I knotted my fingers into his hair and he trailed his hands all over my back. We continued in this pure bliss for a while, until we were both gasping for air. I looked at him, and hugged him with all of the strength I could muster.
"Never leave me…Please, I don't think I can handle anyone else disappearing in my life." I whispered desperately.
"I promise." He said quietly. He pulled of his jacket and was just in an under-shirt. He scooped me up in his arms as if I were a child. He sat down and laid onto the bed, me still in his lap. I buried my face in his shoulder.
"Why were you so afraid of me dead?" he said tilting my chin up to look at him. I blushed.
"I think we established why already. But if you must know, I care about you and I think I would become insane and completely and utterly depressed if you disappeared from my life." I said plainly. He muttered something I didn't hear.
"Huh?"
"Nothing."
"Hey I know you said something, I'm not stupid."
"It was nothing." He said smirking, anger creeping into his face. I saw his eye flash pink confirming my suspicion. It made me angry that he didn't tell me. Perfect time to use my inhuman strength. And even better, I get to test it out on a demon. I rolled over on top of him, straddling him. He stared at me incredulously. I held his hands above his head and locked my arms. I saw him try and move and saw his face contort in shock when he couldn't move an inch. I leaned down and kissed his neck, kissing my way up to the string of the eye-patch. I bit down on the knot, unraveling it. I pulled it off of him. He had his right eye shut tight. I smiled. I went back and kissed his closed eyelid.
"I know what you are. It's ok, I don't care. Open you're eye. It's ok." I whisper sweetly into his ear. I kiss his eyelid once again. I wait patiently, giving him time, not pressuring him. He looks as if he's contemplating something, he probably is. He closes both eyes and I hear him take a deep breath. He slowly opens his eyes, to see my understanding smile, staring down at him.
"I knew it."