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Here's chapter four!

In this chapter, Juliet and Ciel are finally going to meet! Well, meet with both of them conscious, that is. . .

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I was walking down the hall with Sebastian. He had come to my room moments ago saying it was time to eat dinner. 'Now, I'm finally going to meet the man that's letting me stay here!' I were now standing at the doors of the dining room. Sebastian opened the door for me, and I stepped in.

I recognized the room from when I was touring the mansion earlier, but a number of things had changed. The table was now set, two sets of silverware sat on the table in front of two chairs, one at the head of the table, one to the right of that chair. There was also now a vase of beautiful white roses in the center of the table. Also, to add on to that, there was a boy about my age standing at the windows and peering out, his face stoic. When he heard the doors open he turned to face me.

He had black hair that caught the light, making it look gray-black. He had an eyepatch over his right eye, his left eye a beautiful shade of deep ocean blue. His was hair hanging, covering most of the eyepatch, and parted so he could see out of his left eye without his hair in the way. His skin was fair, and he had small blue stud earings in his earlobes. He wore a white shirt with a dark purple ribbon around his neck. He had a dark blue vest and coat, matching well with his eye. He also wore matching shorts, long black socks, and shiny black shoes.

He wasn't at all what I was expecting. I was expecting a man to be here, but instead I find a young boy! Then, all of the memories come flooding back. 'Oh, that's right. I remember mother and father speaking of him once.' I thought. I remember they said something about the Phantomhive head and his wife passing away. How, I can't quite recall. 'It seems we have something in common.' I also remember hearing my father say that their young son, Ciel Phantomhive, took the place of his father as head of the Phantomhive estate and their company, Funtom. 'So, this must be Ciel Phantomhive.'

I smiled gently at him and dipped into a cursy. My sore muclses ached when I did so, so I tried to cover it up with a smile.

"Hello, Earl Phantomhive." I greeted kindly. "My name is Katheryn Brooks, and it is a great pleasure to meet you." I said as I straightened once again. He offered a small bow to me.

"Hello, Miss Katheryn. I am Ciel Phantomhive. It is also a pleasure to meet you." he offered a smile, and I had to admit, I could see where a few girls would to anything to be smiled at by him. "Please," he said, moving towards the table and genturing to it. "have a seat." I moved to the chair beside the one he was standing by, and Sebastian held it out for me. After thanking him politely, I sat down, and Sebastian did the same for Ciel.

Sebastian disappeared out of the room for a moment, and came back with a cart, with tea and two plates filled with food on it. He carefully placed the plates in front of us, and said, "Today we have Beef Donburi, with it we have Jackson's Earl Grey tea." he expertly poured the tea and placed a teacup in front of each of us. He then stood respectfully a few feet behind us. This type of tea, Earl Grey, just so happened to be my favorite. I smiled slightly and daintly picked up my teacup, taking a sip from it.

As I was placing the teacup back down on the table, I noticed that the teacup had a red rose imprinted on the front of it. I immediately thought of my mother, and my throat tightened. But, I couldn't tear my eyes away from it. A sad smile formated on my lips, and I finally found the strength to set it back down with a soft clink. I began to eat my meal, and found that it was suprisingly delicious. I haden't eaten anything this good in a while, and I was going to enjoy it.

"I would like to apoligize, Miss Katheryn." spoke up Ciel, staring down at his plate, not meeting my eyes. I looked up from my plate and set my silverware down.

"What for?" I asked, staring into his beautiful blue eye. He lifted his gaze to mine, slowly, and I saw that a frown was fixated upon his face.

"For what happened to you earlier. I'm terribly sorry that it ever happened." he said, his eye lingering on mine. I stared at him for a moment, shocked, then I smiled sweetly at him.

"There's nothing to apologize for, sir," I said, and his eye grew slightly in size, just for a second. "accidents happen."

"But, you got injured." he retorted.

"It's not that bad." I said, now shifting my gaze to my plate, away from his icy stare. "I've been through worse." I mumbled to myself.

My mind drifted back to all of those horrible memories. All of it happened on the night of my birthday, just two months ago. My parents being murdered brutally, right before my eyes, being taken away from my home, being tortured. . . My eyes glazed over with tears, but I managed to blink them from my eyes.

"Pardon?" he asked, and I realized I had said the last part aloud. I hoped that he hadn't heard me.

"Oh, nothing, sir." I said, turning back to meet his eyes, and I smiled sweetly to reassure him.

"Please, you don't have to be so formal with me." he said, a small smile gracing his lips. "Call me Ciel." he said.

"Alright then, Ciel." I said. "Feel free to call me Katheryn, by the way." his smile grew slightly, so slightly I barely noticed. We turned back to our plates and began eating once more.

"Do you wish to write a letter to your parents, or family to let them know you are here?" Ciel asked before putting a small bite of beef into his mouth. My throat tightened at the word 'family'. I wish I still had a family.

"No." I asnswered simply. "There's no need to." I said, taking another sip of tea, and ignoring the red rose imprinted on it.

"Why not? Won't they worry about you?" he asked stubornly.

"No." I said, starting to gently nudge my food with my fork. "I haven't a family." I said, sadly staring down at my plate of half-finished food.

"I am sorry for asking." he said glumly. I looked up to meet his gaze and pushed a fake smile.

"It's alright. You deserve to know, you are letting me stay here, after all. And there's no way you could have possibly known." I assured him.

"If it makes you feel any better, I haven't a family either." he said. I noticed that he tried to keep his composture and voice steady, but I could hear the sadness in his voice and see the sadness in his eye, his beautiful blue eye. So different, yet so normal, much unlike me. My eyes are so rare, and people would sometimes tease me about how different I looked. My father could always make me feel better, because he went through the same thing.

But now, he isn't here to reassure me that everything's going to be alright. He isn't here to sing me to sleep, with his enchanting, deep baritone voice. He isn't here, to tell me he loves me. I miss his smile, his voice, his hugs, I miss every little detail about him. People tend to take the little things, those little details in life that make things special, we get for granted. And once it's gone, you wish you could see it, feel it, or hear it just one last time. But by then, it's too late. Just like it's too late for me. I thought I would wake up every day to see my parent's smile, to hear their voices, to feel their hugs. Was I ever wrong.

My throat tightened and my eyes watered at all of these sad thouhgts running through my head. We had a few things in common, but our situations were still very different. His words comforted me only a little. Sure, we may both me orphans, but that means its just that many more young children out there, left alone in the dark to fend for theirselves. Sure, we may both be sad or depressed, but that just means that many more sad or depressed children in the world. That's all the world needs right now. More kids left in the dark, more children to live in the shadows, forced to steal to survive. More children living alone, and in poverty. But, Ciel is lucky, in a way. He's a noble, so he doesn't have to worry about that. Well, I'm a noble too. Well, was.

I still have noble blood running through my veins, but my home was taken over by the people that caused this horrible time in my life. Shortly after, it was "abandoned". But I know that they are still waiting for me there, secretly waiting for me to come home so they can take me away and back to that torture chamber. But I refuse to go back. I will not have more scars on my body, figuratively and literally, because of those horrible people. So, I can't go back. I'm forced to wander the streets, alone, hoping I won't get killed.

'Stop!' my mind screamed. 'If you keep thinking like this, you'll end up crying in front of Ciel! You can't let him think you're weak!' I don't personally think crying means you're weak, but I have no idea what Ciel's perspective on that is, so I don't want to take any chances. I believe that crying means that you've been strong for too long, which I have. I'm sure Ciel has been too, considering he's been living like this for about three years.

I swallow my sadness and bury it in my stomach, and fix a smile on my face. "How about we focus on more happy subjects?" I said, a little too cheery. I wanted to get up and run away, but I wasn't one to run away from my problems. And, I was much to hungry to abandon my food now.

"Alright." he said simply.

We ate most of the rest of our meal in silence, except for exchanging a bit of small talk. When I finished, and could feel my tears returning, I stood from my seat and curtsied.

"Thank you for that wonderful meal," I said, straightening. "I very much enjoyed it. And also, thank you for showing me such kindness." I smiled at Ciel and Sebastian. Sebastian offered a smile back, and Ciel a very small one.

"It isn't a problem." said Ciel. "Feel free to explore, if you wish." he said, setting down his silverware. Ciel stood from his seat and gave a smart bow.

"Thank you," I said. I smiled one last time, and was about to turn to leave, when Sebastian spoke up.

"Be very careful around the horse's stable, my lady." he said, grinning. His comment made Ciel arch an eyebrow at him, but it made me giggle. I held out my skirts and curtsied deep.

"But of course, Sebastian." I said simply, giggling a little. My mind fluttered to my father, because he could always make me laugh, and I felt my eyes water a little more. I stood straight and turned on my heel, not letting them see my face again, because they may see the tears in my eyes. As I reached the door, my eyes were watered to the point where I couldn't see, and a single tear rolled down my cheek, but I refused to acknowlegde it.

I opened the large door and shut it behind me, more tears rolling down my cheeks. As soon as the door shut, I ran, tears running down my cheeks in rivers. I couldn't contain them any longer.

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Ciel's POV

I took another bite of my food, secretly studying the girl, Katheryn. Her hair was the color of solid gold, and flowed down to her waist in waves, very pretty. Her fair skin complimented her hair and eyes, those beautiful eyes that I found so enchanting. They were ocean blue, a little lighter than my eye color, but there was a golden ring around the pupil, like the sun's beaming rays. But in her eyes I saw sadness and sorow. I didn't want that. I don't know why, but I want her to be happy. It's not like me to care so much for other people, especially people I hardly know. What's wrong with me?

'She has no family.' I thought. 'I wonder for how long, and why?' I shook my head slightly, trying to stop these thoughts. 'It's none of my bussiness.' I said to myself sternly, taking a sip of my tea. I couldn't help but notice how her eyes kept flickering to her teacup. I looked over at it and saw that it was the teacup with a red rose on it. My eyes moved to the side to Sebastian, where he was standing. He was already looking at me, grinning slightly. I raised an eyebrow at him, and his smile only grew. I rolled my eyes and took one of the last few bites of my food. His cooking was very good, for a demon that doesn't even eat 'human food'.

I heard a chair moving, and I looked up to see Katheryn standing from her seat. She curtsied and said, "Thank you for that wonderful meal, I very much enjoyed it. And also, thank you for showing me such kindness." she stood straight again and offered Sebastian and me a smile. I couldn't help but give a small one back. Her smile was beautiful, but I couldn't help but feel that it was forced.

"It isn't a problem." I said, still smiling. "Feel free to explore, if you wish." I said, setting down my silverware, finished with my meal also. I stood from my chair and bowed to her.

"Thank you." she said, and was turning to leave when Sebastian came up besaide me and spoke.

"Be very careful around the horse's stable, my lady." he said with a slight grin. I turned to him and arched an eyebrow at him. 'Seriously?' I thought. 'Do you really think this is the time for comedy?' I heard a light, airy giggle and turned back to Katheryn.

"But of course, Sebastian," she said, curtsing deeply. She straightened from her curtsy and turned quickly so quickly that I couldn't see her face again. She walked to the door, rather quickly, and opened it, still not turning to me. As she shut the door behind her, and I watched as the hair trailing down her back swayed. My small smile faded, and I stared at the door, still thinking of her.

I turned back to Sebastian to say something, but I quickly forgot when I saw that his eyes were narrowed, and eyebrows furrowed slightly; he was staring at the door.

"What?" I asked him. He turned to me, gaining his usual composure once again.

"It is nothing, my Lord." he said, moving to clean up the table.

"I don't care. Tell me." I said, staring him down.

"Do not concern yourself, young Master. All is well." he said, sounding slightly annoyed.

"Am I going to have to order you to tell me?" I asked, very annoyed.

Sebastian sighed and answered, "No, my Lord."

"Then tell me." I said, losing my patience.

"If you wish." He said, setting the plates he had picked up back down on the table. "As Miss Katheryn was leaving, I smelled salt. She was crying." he said simply. I stared up at him in shock.

"Why?" I asked Sebastian.

"I do know know why or how, young Master." he said.

I sighed and said, "I want you to go find her, and keep her from doing anyting drastic." I said, turning to leave the room. I didn't want her to do something she may regret, it would only make matters worse for me and her.

Sebastian bowed and said, "Yes, my Lord." and with that, he ran out of the room in search of Katheryn.

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There it is! Chapter 4! I had a little bit of writer's block with this chapter, but as I just typed, I came up with something. Anyways, the next chapter will be up soon, and I can guarentee it will have a Sebastian POV, so be ready!

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