Chapter 8- I Used to Love Red
Happy really belated valentine's day!
I am so sorry about not updating over the weekend. My mom decided to drag me across the state both days.
Uh, title... I got this one and the last one mixed up so I am simply putting the same chapter title up this time. This is the correct chapter. This is also just a little valentines present with a little fluff for all you fanatics. *raises eyebrows up and down before bursting out laughing*.
Dear Catovia,
Congradulations, you are my favourite(and only) reviewer now! Yay! (not really... I'm kinda sad about that.) I mean, I'm glad you're still reviewing, please... DON'T STOP! It seems the others have left. Tada! Here are your answers to your questions!
Catherine:
Where did you get your sword so I can get one? (indirect) ~ Catovia
Heh, funny you ask, Catovia, It's actually a very complicated ordeal to even get approval to have it. Since we don't have 'demonic powers' like other types of demons, we have the ability to have a weapon of choice that comes from the many options we are given.
Basically, the way we get our weapons is the same way Reapers would. Nekojins have to have a certain level (rating per se) given to them by the number of master, sevices done for Lucifer *shudders* or by doing similar things that a reaper would do. For that, we are paired with a reaper for so long until they think we are ready for our own weapon.
As for how I got my own... I've done all but having a master, well, I did actually have one Master, but I had no intention of taking his soul. I don't do that. EVER.
Do you think I'd actually take Alois' soul.
Opps.
Oh well, now you know. I did actually serve Alois for two years, but he threatened to kill me if I told. *nervously glances around*
So, for the form and everything... As I said, we get to pick from the options we had, and one was a ribbon sword. I had picked my favourite colour ribbon, put my family crest on it, and crafted mysword on my own. I decided to make it look like my favourite game character's sword- I was going to make a keyblade or the Master Sword. I picked the master sword but made it look demonic, just like Shadow Link's sword. To merge the ribbon and the sword, we basically just use a little shadow magic- the same kind of 'magic' Sebastian used to snap the bound ropes that one time when Ciel and I were locked up to be sold. *shudders*
So basically, if you want a sword, you'd have to be a nekojin or another type of demon that doesn't have shadow Magic. And, I'm only guessing you're human...
William T. Spears:
"Alpacas or Llamas?" ~ Catovia
Why? What a stupid question.
Me: Be nice! *throws scone at back of his head*
Ow, did you just trow a scone at me?!
Me: yes. Now, answer the question.
Why?
Me: you don't have to elaborate...
Fine. Alpacas.
Me: good boy! Who wants a biscuit? *pats his head and crams scone into his mouth.*
Ok, thats all for now! Questions are always accepted though! Oh, there are a few(2-3) notes at the bottom you guys should really read. Enjoy!
TPOV
"Ow! God dangit!" Ridley yelped as she sat up from her bed. She had heal quite well, but the wound on her side and arm was killing her. She stood up from the old, rotting bed in her 'room'. She had decided to stay with undertaker this week.
Which also happened to be the week of Valentines.
So, all week he'd bother her with sweets and heart shaped gifts. She hated this all, that's why he did it. She really hated getting gifts in pink.
And Red.
She really hated red.
Why you ask?
Because, it was a sickening colour. A colour that pooled from the bodies of her friends and family. The thing that was so desperatly required in the human body. It was also somethign she feared the most. She hated seeing blood. It reminded her of the first time she had killed someone, while witnessing someone close to her die in the same day.
Her eldest brother, Markus-not John-, had been training her one day in an ally so thier mother would not spot them. It was getting late and they hadn't realized. They had continued to train until a goup of thugs came into the ally claiming for it to be their place. One of them had grabbed her, sawing she was ' a perrty sight'. She could tell he was beyound wasted. If she hadn't known more about drugs and alcohol then she did them,she would have thought he'd never get better. Her brother had knocked out three of them, gut two were left. One had a knife and stabbed him in the ribs. The other continued to mess around with Catherine. She had spotted Markus and got angry.
Furiously angry.
Her tail and ears uncovered and the tail flicked back and forth. She tackled one to the ground knocking him out. She tackled the one wiht the knife down too and bit and ripped the side of his throat clean off. She pulled off the dead man and tried to wake her now endless-sleeping brother.
There was blood everywhere. On her hands. On her shirt. On her mouth. IN her mouth. On her brother, and pooling out of her brother too. She cried for what seemed like hours, until John had found them.
That was also her first and only soul she had ever devoured.
She shook her head over and over, trying to clear the memory. She had felt the cool feeling of water run down her cheeks when she realized she was crying.
"Nope, no crying on the day before valentines day." She told herself. She stood and walked to the bathroom to shower.
Once she was done, she changed into a forrest green sweater, black skinny jeans, and teal blue converse. She pinned her hair up neatly, hiding her ears beneath it. Her tail was hidden perfectly in her pants leg, which she hated the most- almost more than the colour red.
She made her way to the cluttered kitchen and tried to read the not on the fridge.
"You f-ing idiot." She growled. The note was written in multiple languages. Each word was from a different language and there were probably twenty words. Every other word was wriiten in a different colour- red and at a slant. "What the hell?! did you stay up all night doing this?" She tore it down and tossed it in the trash. Whatever it said, she wasn't going to decode it.
Sure, she knew all those languages, but she found them useless and a waste of time trying to figure each word out. One word could be completly different in another language. She remembered the last time she read one like that... it said something like "I B***-slapped babies while pasta cake die. Your mom is" and so on.
She laughed at the rememberrence and took out the expired milk. She groaned and threw it away. "I guess I'm going to the cafe then." she picked up her phone, keys and wallet before heading out.
She paced down the sidewalk slowly as she began to text her friend Elijah. They didn't talk about much, just what's been going on with her recently. Alois then sent her a message.
*(The text talks will probably be set up this way from now on)*
Alois: Can we meet?
Catherine hadn't thought much of it and replied back.
Catherine: where?
Alois: Tea/coffee at cafe?
Catherine: Works for me. Be there in five.
Alois: K thanks. I just need to talk to you about something important.
Important? Alois never had anything important to talk about. In fact, nothing was really important except...
Catherine: Is it about Claude?
Alois: I'll explain when you get here.
With that, she took off in a run. She was nervous. Alois was ner really serious about anything or anyone unless it was family or really close friends.
She made it to the cafe and found Alois curled up in a booth in the corner.
"Alois?" She called to him as she walked up to him.
"Hey..." He mumbled back.
"Aw, Sh*t, what happened?" She slid in next to him and curled an arm around his waist pulling him closer so he could hug her. It was a family thing between them. Neither saw anything of it.
"I'm sorry..." He mumbled into her shoulder and began to sob. "Claude's been really strange lately and he telling me he loves me and well..."
"He told you he loved you?"
"Uhuh... and I love him back, but I mean... Im fourteen, Cat. I can't fall in love with a thirtyfive year old."
"Per se." She corrected laughing lightly.
"Yeah. People see him as thirty five. People see me as a ten year old because I'm so short and childish. I'm childish, weak, short, helpless and stupid! and in public... We can't hold hands or hug or kiss or-"
"Stop it."
"Huh?" He lifted his head curiously.
"Stop doubting." She grabbed a napkin and began to wipe away his tears. "If Claude really does care, he won't care about hight, strength or even what you guys can do in public. You guys can do that. People will just see you two as father and son. that's it. You guys just can't make out." She snickered before hugging the boy back.
"What about you?"
"What do you mean?"
"You and Sebastian. You and him are in the same situation as us. You're way to young for him, and you're just about the same with physical and mental appeal."
"That may be true, but the same goes for us as it goes for you two."
"You think it will work out the way you say?"
"Yup!" She chirped happily, making Alois stare in shock.
"Why's she so determined with this? Is it because she loves Sebstian and wants everything to last this time?" Alois thought to himself. He pondered this for a few minutes while he was still nuzzled into Catherine's shoulder. He hadn't even realized her tail snuck out and began tickling his neck a few times before he jolted upward.
"Haha. Took you long enough to notice." She stuck out her tongue and tucked her tail back. "Penny for your thoughts?"
"Well, I was just wondering how your so optimistic about this."
"Oooh, well... because Sebastian isn't one to back down from declaring his love for anyone. Neither am I. We'd be willing to fight for our love, even if it killed us."
"I want that relationship with Claude. I want to be able to protect him for our love just like they do for thiers."
Alois thought to himself.
"Hey, what are you giving Claude for valentines day?" Catherine asked standing as she couted money in her hand.
"Hmm, oh, well Claude told me not to get him anything. He told me just to be prepared for Friday night. He has a surprise for me." Alois said up to her before handing her a twenty.
"Really? Are you sure?" She asked. He nodded to her. "Ok, also, you do realize what that means right?"
"Kinda."
"You have no idea..."
"Nope."
"Idiot. It means he's goign to take you." She whispered.
His eyes widened and she bagan to laugh. "Don't worry. It doesn't hurt... well, at first it does, and then your back will hurt, but it's an amazing feeling once it happens. You'll love it. I promise."
"You sure?"
"Yup. You were always the dirty-minded one back then. All you ever thought about was 'that'." She put up air quotes so she didn't have to say the word.
"Ugh, I disgust myself."
"haha, Claude did you a favor then. Oh, what do you want?"
"You know!"
"I know I do. Just checking."
After about ten minutes, she retured with two tea cups. One which was Earl Grey and the other was pumpkin spice tea.
"Awesome! You got me the pumpkin spice! How did you know I'd want this over my regular?" Alois chirped.
"I know you, Blondie." Catherine said as she drank down her Earl Grey.
"Oh, what are you getting 'Bassy'?"
"Dont'. Do. that. Again."
"Ok, ok." Alois laughed and choked on his tea.
"I don't have anything, actually. I don't know what he like... Wait!"
"What?"
"Cats! I could do what I did for Undertaker that year when he turned 400. Remember?"
"Oh, yeah, the 'free cat for a day' coupon? Haha, that was awesome. You were all over that lazer pointer."
"Shut up." Catherien turned away blushing. "So, I was thinking I could do a 'cat for a week' coupon where I have to stay in cat form for one whole week and do normal cat stuff."
"And its a given that you get to claw at the furniture?"
"Uhuh!"
"That's not very thoughtfull..."
'Have you seen what he does to stay cats or even domesticated cats? I would not have though of this idea if I wasn't desperate. Think about it. What would her do if that cat was me?"
"I... Ok... we can put that option into concideration... Waht about-"
"I got it!"
"We are not going to put you into a cat costume and letting him do whatever the hell he wants to do to you."
"Perverted mind! See, I knew you were still part of the old Alois Trancy I used to know!"
"NO! I AM NOT ALOIS-THE PERVERT!"
"Ok, ok, hush! You are atracting attention! What I was goign to say was that Sebastian taught me how to blow glass. I think I might be able to blow it into the shape of a cat, but I'm going to need the desk in the antique store. I need you to distract him while I work away at it."
"I can do that. How long?"
"Two to four hours."
"non-stop?"
"Yep."
"Done. I'll call Claude and tell him I need a hand bothering Sebstian. He'll enjoy this." He dialed a number down and waited for it to ring. "Hello? Oh, hey, I need a hand with a distraction... Sebastian. Catherine needs the workbench at his work for up to four hours... No... Yes...Okaaay... Yes, it's for Valentine's Day... Yes, she knows it's tomorrow... So you'll help? Awesome... We're at the cafe, pick us up?... ok, bye."
"So?" Catherine asked excitedly.
"He's gonna help..."
xXx
Catherin's POV
It was a cruel trick.
A mean, dirty, nasty, cruel trick.
It was genius.
Claude and Alois recorded my voice of me faking to beg them to let me go, like they had captured me. Claude then called Sebastian and told him that he had to find me, but I was out of town. He then let Sebastian listen to my recording, as if I was really captured.
We were hidden beside the store and waited for Sebastian to run out. He did, indeed, and at such a quick pace, that I may have not even really seen him pass by- only felt the wind blow from his quick speed.
I ran inside and began to work. Alois and Claude kept look out while tending to the abandoned store.
xXx
It was finally done. I had blown the perfect cat figurine. It was black tinted with a cute painted-pink nose. Its eyes were closed and it was curled up like it was sleeping. It actually took me five hours to complete- not four.
I took off to the front counter and began wrapping the figure in cotton paper and lied it flat in the box. I carefully took one of the valentines cards and scribbled my fancy signature(which took me at least an hour to come up with when I first made it) on it and placed it in the box too. I quickly wrapped the box in digusting, red wrapping paper.
Just as I did that, an angry Sebastian stormed through the front door. I quickly set the box under the counter in one of the drawers as he made his way over to me.
I was shocked by his sudden action.
He pulled me into a hug and blew hot air onto my neck. "Never. Do that again."
"I guess you found out what we were doing?" I mummbled into his black blazer.
"Alois called me twenty minutes ago telling me what you guys did." He hugged me tighter almost crushing me. "I was worried I had lost you again."
"You didn't don't worry. Espcially when it involves them. They're my family." I hugged back and burried my face into his shoulder.
"Good. Let's go home." He pulled me towards the door, but before he got there, I snatched the box up and threw the keys two the blonde and other butler.
"Lock up when you're done." I smiled. "Have fun, Alois!" I sang happily as I was dragged out of the store.
xXx
It was the next day, and I was already dressed and ready for the day. I was dressed in my usual skinny jeans and black converse with a black sweater on. My ribbon was tired neatly around my wrist. I had small, silver heart earings in today. I had laced my shoes with a silver heart charm at the end of each shoe.
I picked up the box and carried it gently to Sebastian's room- which he never really used but still sat in by himself sometimes-. I knocked on the door before entering. When I did enter, Sebastian was rummaging through his wardrobe.
Shirtless.
"Oh my- Sh*t! I am so sorrry! I- f*ck!" I became more flustered than all other times added together. "i'l l just go!"
"Catherine." He called to me just as I was going to leave.
"Yeah?"
"Come here."
"F*ck!" I swore under my breath and neared closer to him.
He spun around and yanked me against his bare chest. I tensed at the action and closed my eyes tight.
That same thing Alois said yesterday flashed through my mind.
"Yeah. People see him as thirty five. People see me as a ten year old because I'm so short and childish. I'm childish, weak, short, helpless and stupid! and in public... We can't hold hands or hug or kiss or-"
I shook my head in his chest. "No, i'm not- I can't- I'm not- We've done more than this before. But that was in the past! I was older!"
"
Catherine.." He cooed in my ear.
"I-"
"I won't do anything. I'm not going to do what Claude did to Alois." He chuckled.
I finally lifted my head up to him and locked eyes with the pristene red eyes. He cupped my cheek with one hand and held my chin with his thumb and index finger. He pressed his lips against mine is a loving manner. H elicked at my bottom lip begging for entrance. I opened slowly and felt the warm muscle enter and explore the wet cavern.
I pulled away slowly, I was quickly tossed onto the bed.
"Sebastian..."
"I have to change. Wait there." He muttered back to me.
"Wait!"
"What is it?"
" I... Uh... Can...we?"
"Do you mean-"
"I don't mind! I mean... we've done it before. I trust you."
In such a face speed, he was on top of me, slowly peeling the black sweater from me. "I won't be able to stop half way. Are you sure."
"Please..." I gasped. He jerked the sweater off me.
"Very well.."
"Oh, here." I reach over to the table stand and hand him the box. He quickly opens it and stares down at me. "Happy valentines day!"
He chuckled and set it aside, obviously more interesting in discovering all of my body more.
He moved his hands to the buttons of my pants slowly unbuttoning them.
He leaned close to my ear. "Happy Valentine's day... Catherine."
Ok? Good enough for a Valentine's Day gift?
I really hope so!
Ok... as for the notes... here they are.
1) For those who follow me and my other Yugioh fanfics... Yugioh will be taking a break. I still love Yugioh, but I'm ready to do other kinds besides BB and Yugioh. I think my next fanfic with either be based off of Attack on Titan or Lord of the Rings. Strange right? But those are my interests I have right now. You guys can let me know which one you would rather.
2) Some of you may have noticed that I was hinting to a sidestory for Alois. It will still be on here, I'm just thinking about putting more plot on AloisxClaude. I kinda want to do it, but if you guys won't enjoy reading that then let me know. You guys can decide about that.
3) Finally, I am having a bit of computer problems, so if I don not update for a while, don't freak out. I am trying to get it fixed right now. I am also have some family and friend relationship problems that are stressing me out. So please forgive me if I don't update.
Thanks for understanding!
Questions are still open and allowed!
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