Chapter 8: A Wonderful Ball
Hey everyone! I'm back with the next installment of A Demon's Angel! I want to thank ,VampireSiren, L0n3W0lf36, and shika93 for thier reviews. Luv ya guys! Anyways, I'll be starting with quotes at the beginning of each story now. So,
Quote of the Story:
"Achievement seems to be connected with action. Successful men and women keep moving. They make mistakes, but they don't quit."
-Conrad Hilton
I thought it fit with Grell appearing in this chapter. Without further ado I give you A Demon's Angel Ch. 8!
P.S.: Sorry about the long wait. Last weekend was kind of hectic so I couldn't post.
P.P.S.: Just so everyone is on the same page here are the ages for Ciel(18), Elizabeth(18), and Ariel(16)
P.P.P.S.: WARNING! THERE ARE SOME SEXUAL THEMES FROM SEBASTIAN'S POINT OF VIEW!
Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji. If I did, Undertaker would be getting some much deserved love.
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Ariel
Brother and I were sitting at the breakfast table eating breakfast, him calmly with me picking at my food since Sebastian stood so close by and I could have sworn that I felt his eyes on me. Screaming then filled the room which took my mind of Sebastian just as a man with dark brown hair came into the room on a trolley that rammed into Finni. A pot of tea fell off the trolley onto Finni's shirt. I quickly rose form my seat with my napkin in my hand to rush to Finni's side.
"Raise your shirt please," I requested of Finni when I knelt beside him. He heeded my words quickly so that I could wipe of the access tea from his skin gently. "I would suggest putting some aloe one that as well as some ice. It shouldn't take more than a couple days for the burn to heal."
"Thank you Young Mistress," Finni grinned happily.
"You're welcome Finni. Grell," I said, addressing the brown haired man who sat slightly dazed on the floor.
"Yes, Young Mistress?"
"Would you care to escort me out to the garden?"
"Yes, Young Mistress." Ciel gave me a grateful glance while I urged Grell outside to the garden. "How is your injuries Young Mistress?"
"They are fine Grell, thank you for asking," I smiled at him. It had been three days since I had received my injuries and my wound on my side had just closed itself so I had to be very careful so as not to reopen it. "I hope you don't mind that someone is coming by in a few minutes to see me."
"Not at all Young Mistress." As we walked I could see a sad look on Grell's face because of the mess he had made.
"Come sit with me on the grass," I told him as I slowly eased myself onto the ground.
"Yes, Young Mistress." He sat down beside me and stared up at the sky.
"I have some advice for you Grell." There was silence. "Achievement seems to be connected with action. Successful men and women keep moving. They make mistakes, but they don't quit."
"What-"
"What I mean is just because you make a mistake and hit a few rough patches, it doesn't mean you have to give up. I remember how I used to not be able to things I can now."
"But you seem so well put together," he protested.
"I wasn't like that all the time. I had to work hard to be how I am now. There were time when I wanted to give up so bad, but I just sucked it up and went on." All he could do was stare at me in awe. "Promise me that you will keep trying at your job until you get it right."
"I promise."
"Good."
"Was Sebastian always like how he is now?" I opened my mouth to answer, but I found that I couldn't. However, I was saved from giving an answer when Pheobus came walking up to us.
"Undertaker!" I exclaimed as I pushed myself off the ground to launch myself at him.
"Hello Ariel," he returned warmly, wrapping his arms snugly around me. "And who is this?"
"Oh! Undertaker this is Grell Sutcliff, my Auntie Anne's butler who is to train under Sebastian. Grell, this is Undertaker, my suitor."
"It's so nice to hear you say that," Undertaker breathed into my ear softly which earned a soft shiver from me as well as a giggle. I opened my mouth to say something when I heard the sound of a carriage pulling into the driveway. Who could that be? Ciel and Sebastian shouldn't be here yet. Upon seeing my confusion Pheobus led me through the manor to the front doors just as they were pushed open by a woman with light blonde hair put up into twin tails with green eyes in a soft red dress.
"Lizzie!" I shouted happily when I saw her.
"Ariel!" she returned with as much vigor before she launched herself at me. "It's so good to see you again."
"It's great to see you too."
"Where's Ciel?"
"He went into town to get a new cane because Finni broke his other one." She laughed softly to herself until she saw Pheobus behind me.
"Hello Undertaker. How are you today?"
"Just fine."
"That's good. Now Ariel, I'm going to need your help to decorate."
"Okay. Just as long as I can help dress Undertaker and Grell."
"Alright. You always were better at dressing up the men than I was. What do you need?" I quickly told her of what I needed for the both of them so that I could drag the two men after me.
"What are we dressing up for?" Pheobus asked.
"Whenever Lizzie comes over she wants to make everything cute. Which includes the manor, the furniture, the servants. You get the idea."
"And how does your brother take this?"
"Well, this is the first time he's actually been away when Lizzie comes over. Usually he is the one stopping her, so I don't know." At the end of our conversation I had opened up my room door to usher the two inside. "The both of you sit on the couch and I'll be right back." They followed my orders dutifully so that I could run to grab the three outfits from Lizzie.
"I hope you like your dress," she told me when she handed them over.
"Knowing you, I probably will," I answered with a smile and a peck on her cheek before I raced back to my room.
"Alright boys. I'll leave you to dress by yourselves, but I will be doing your hair. I'm going into the bathroom changing if you need any help." I riffled through the bundle of clothes to pull out the thinner of the two dresses so that I could dart into the bathroom to change. After carefully slipping my clothing off of me, I pulled on a white dress that had ribbons to tie on the shoulder that acted like straps, which wanted to lay around my shoulders no matter how tight I tied the ribbon, a bust with a layer of frill on the top that fit snugly against my breasts, from their silky material was like a second skin along my stomach and sides until my hips where the dress flared out to my knees where two layers of frill decorated the bottom of the skirt. Then I slipped on earthy brown sandals whose thick ribbon ties crissed crossed up my calves to stop just under my knees. I decided against any jewelry besides the ring that Pheobus gave me so that left me with just my hair. Hmm, maybe I could out some white carnations in my hair, I thought when I saw the freshly cut flowers placed in a vase in the bathroom. I pulled all of the flowers out of the vase to make a cluster of flowers that rested on my left side of my head right above my ear, then intricately wove the flowers into my free ankle length pure white hair so that they would not fall out easily but could be removed by gentle tugging. Once I was done I checked myself in my bathroom mirror to see that I looked decent. Alright, now to check on the boys.
"Are you done," I called out so that I wouldn't walk out in the midst of them changing.
"Yes," they both replied. I then left the bathroom to see Grell dressed in the red dress I had requested of Lizzie while Undertaker looked absolutely handsome in the princely costume the mirrored mine in white and silver. When the two men saw me, Grell's eyes widened while Pheobus's eyes remained hidden under his hair.
"Okay boys. Who wants their hair styled first?"
"Me!" Grell eagerly requested.
"Alright. Come sit in front of the bed." He did as was ordered with his back up against the foot of my bed which made it so much easier to reach his hair. Why do men have to be so tall? I grabbed some unscented oils that made hair silky as well as my brush before I settled on my bed to rub the oils into Grell's hair. A sigh left Grell as I finished only to start brushing through his long hair. It didn't take long for the one hundred strokes to end so I then plaited his long hair into a french braid that I tied with a blood red hair tie that matched the dress he wore. "I'm finished Grell. Undertaker, your turn." The two quickly switched places so that I could begin the process again with Pheobus's hair except this time I made a loose normal braid for Pheobus's hair.
"I'll gladly let you do my hair anytime," Pheobus sighed as my fingers worked deftly on his hair.
"Then expect more of it when I come to visit."
"I can't wait." Once I had finished with his hair, careful to leave the fringe he had to cover his eyes, he looked every part the handsome prince.
Just as we were walking down to the front parlor, we heard the sound of another carriage pulling into the driveway.
"Looks like you'll get to see his reaction," I whispered to Undertaker. We reached the bottom of the stairs when Sebastian opened the door to reveal the shocked face of my older brother. Pheobus softly snickered beside me while I went forward to greet my brother.
"Welcome home Ciel!"
"Who did this?"
"Do you really need to ask?"
"Sebastian," Bard, Mey, and Finni cried as they ran towards him. They went on and on rambling about how crazy Lizzie was until Lizzie herself came running into the room.
"Ciel!" Expecting the bundle of energy, Ciel opened his arms to her which she gladly ran into. "Isn't the mansion just so cute right now?"
"Elizabeth-,"
"How many time do I have to tell you to call me Lizzie?"
"Lizzie," he corrected himself. "How many time do I have to tell you to not just going around and redecorating everything?"
"But it's better right?" she pouted. Ciel just sighed as an answer while Lizzie turned to Sebastian.
"Good afternoon Sebastian," she curtsied to him. "I have a present for you." He turned to look at her just as a pink bonnet was placed on his head that held many colorful flowers. Pheobus cracked up laughing at the sight leaning heavily on my shoulder while I tried my best to hold in my laughter while my sides still shook. A quick glare was given to Pheobus before his gaze rested on me. My laughter quickly died away until I was reduced to a softly shaking mess of fear as the image of him with those red eyes appeared again. Sensing my discomfort Pheobus wrapped a secure arm around my waist and lay his head on mine. Being this close, I could smell the faint traces of spiced vanilla from him which instantly calmed me.
"Since the mansion looks so lovely, why don't we have a ball?" Lizzie suggested.
"I would love that!" I beamed at her as I moved to take both of her hands in mine. Ciel looked ready to protest, but I only looked at him with pleading eyes until he closed his own and sighed.
"Alright."
"Yay!" Lizzie and I exclaimed together.
"Now Ciel, make sure to wear what I picked out for you." He faintly nodded while Sebastian led him up to his study. "Ariel."
"Yes, Lizzie?"
"I have everything covered here. Why don't you and Undertaker go for a stroll in the gardens until tonight?"
"Okay." With the arm that was still around my waist, Pheobus led me outside to the garden where we entered the large hedge maze. We went through countless turns until we came across a glorious pond sitting area right in the center of the maze.
"Would you care to sit with me Ariel?"
"I would be delighted." Pheobus sat down on the bench and I made to sit beside him until he pulled me onto his lap with my legs laying on the side of the bench that was empty.
"That's better," he said into my neck as he inhaled my scent. I shivered in delight at the wash of warm breath as well as the intake of breath.
"Pheobus."
"Yes, Ariel?"
"Are you sure you really want to court me?"
"Where is this coming from?" I bit my lightly as I moved my gaze to rest on my wringing fingers.
"I mean, there are so many other women you can choose from and I'm not the most beau-," I was cut off from my speech by him lifting my head by my chin and pressing him lips gently but firmly against my own. My train of thought evaporated quickly until all that was left in my mind was the feel of my lips touching his, the feel of his heart beat under my fingers that rested on his chest, and the smell of spiced vanilla. He was the first to pull away to rest his forehead against mine.
"I don't want to hear you talk like that Ariel. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and I couldn't imagine having anyone else. Besides, how many other women can handle my level of madness?" I softly giggled at his question as I snuggled deeper into his embrace. "I love you Ariel and don't you forget it." I was pleasantly shocked at his confession, but I couldn't say the words back. I knew that I cared deeply for him, but I couldn't just stop loving Sebastian and start loving him. Now matter how much I wished I could.
"It's alright Ariel," he said as if reading my mind. "I understand. I'll wait as long as you need."
Until it was time for the ball Pheobus and I talked to each other about everything and anything while a sort of warm atmosphere filled the area around us. If I could closely identify what I thought it was, I would have to say that the feeling was magic. All too soon we had to stand from or spot to return to the party where we could already hear the sound of a violin playing and the sound of someone singing. Who could that be? I got my answer when I saw Grell standing by Sebastian as he played a song for us. As soon as we hit the dance floor, Pheobus swept me into dance with one hand on my waist and his other holding my other hand. In response I put my other hand on his shoulder as he pulled me closer to him. While we were dancing, I had the opportunity to see his glorious yellow green eyes, which I couldn't help but stare into. He is such a good man, I thought. Not only is he romantic but he's also gentle, loving, and funny. Anyone is lucky to have him and I am so thankful that I do. What also happened while we were dancing was when we were gazing into each other's eyes, each of our eyes seemed to go past the surface and glimpse each other's souls. The same warm atmosphere came over us from the garden and I couldn't be more happy and content. Hours later I began to tire so Pheobus led us off the dance floor to lead me to my room.
"Goodnight Pheobus."
"Goodnight my daring Ariel," he returned, leaning down to give me an earth shaking kiss that left me breathless. "I will see you tomorrow." I could only nod as I couldn't seem to form any kind of thought. He chuckled as he cupped my cheek with his hand to gently rub his thumb over my cheekbone along with a kiss to my forehead before he left me. A small smile settled on my lips as I entered my room and collapsed onto my bed. Tonight was wonderful, I thought just as my eyes drifted close and I slipped into sleep.
Sebastian
I couldn't help but feel the now all too familiar feeling of jealousy and possessiveness rise in me as I watched my mate with that reaper. It was slightly bearable until they came back from the garden with the aura of the reaper's binding reached me. No! It was only I who was supposed to have that sort of bond with her! Not him or anyone else. From then on I had to carefully control my anger so that I wouldn't break anything until I could go visit her in her room. When I got there I could see that she hadn't even changed from her clothes into her nightclothes. I found myself smiling as I neared her to look down on her angelic face that appeared to glow in the moonlight. Oh my mate, why are you avoiding me and why are you blocking me out? It seemed I received my answer when I saw her dream through our bond. It was of me in my true form killing that man who had harmed her. I could tangibly feel her fear as she looked at me and it saddened me. My mate, I sent to her. I would never hurt you, only protect you. With the influence of my words, her dream seemed to shift so that yes I was still frighting, but now she could feel a sense of peace and safety because of me. There, that should be better. Once that was settled I lifted her body up so that I could removes all of the white carnations from her hair. When I was finished with that I slid off her sandals followed by the dress she wore. When she was bare to me, I couldn't help but take in all of her beauty. The way her frame looked so delicate under mine, the way her large breasts rose and fell with each breath, the way her stomach dipped into a patch of pure white hair between her thighs. My eyes instantly flashed a swirling red as I gazed upon the body of my mate. A body that was only for me. I then quickly dressed her in one of master's nightshirts since she refuses to wear the nightdresses. Just you wait my little mate, very soon I will have you in my arms and you will be begging me to please you. It will be my name that will be whimpered and moaned from your lips. Not that reapers.
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