I own nothing but my oc's. I know this isn't the order I had them in last time but this is the order of the manga so that's why it's happening. I need more reviews. Please, they fill my heart with love.
Ciel and Sebastian walked into a shop to do an errand. A bell rung as they opened the door into the shop. It was just a small errand and Nyra had opted to stay behind. What she was doing, reading a book or walking around the grounds, neither Ciel nor Sebastian had any idea, and didn't really care either.
"Welcome, boy." the shopkeeper said. "On an errand for your father?" Ciel's face darkened due to his irritation. Sebastian walked forward, placed a hand in front of the young Earl to stop him from doing anything drastic and held out a paper with his butler's grin in place.
"Excuse me. We came to get Master's cane." Sebastian said, handing the man the slip of paper.
The man pulled out the desired item and handed it to the butler as he studied the paper. "Ah, so you're the owner of this cane." Exactly what sort of person do you intended to have use of this cane? It couldn't be that kid..."
Sebastian thrusted the walking stick forward so that it was right in between the man's eyes, surprising both Ciel and the shopkeeper. "It doesn't bend. It's a well built cane." Sebastian put the money on the table. "This should cover it."
"Humph..." Ciel said as he and Sebastian walked down the streets. "Finny's idiocy is another bothersome thing. Thanks to that, I got stuck with getting a new one." The Earl grumbled to himself, remembering how Finny wailed and cried, holding both halves of the cane.
"Indeed," Sebastian said, placing his hand over his heart. "My deepest apologies. It's true that you grew, but it did take some time."
Meanwhile a small child was gazing happily at a window display. "Look mommy! Funtom's new Rabbit Toy!" He said excitedly.
"Oh you..." said the disgruntled mother. "Didn't I just buy you candy?"
The Funtom Company. A growing enterprise built by the powerful support and strong spirit of the wealthy and the Bourgeoisie. It is England's confectionary toy company that has grown rapidly in a little under three years with original novelties that other classes haven't seen. Now there isn't a day when you don't see the name. There isn't a single person who doesn't recognize it. It would confuse the children who become slaves to the toys if that leader was there...
"Now then, Young Master," Sebastian said, opening the carriage door. "Let us return to the mansion quickly."
The two were now at the front doors of the mansion. "Good work young master. I will have the tea prepared shortly." Ciel was staring jaw dropped at the inside of the manor in horror. "What's wro-"
That's when Sebastian realized the problem. The manor was full of fluffiness and rainbows and sparkles. There were hearts and balloons strewn about the area and a kitty within a wreath of bows was at the top of the stairs. Bunny stuffed animals were everywhere and the sparkles were nearly blinding.
"What is the world...is this..?" Sebastian wondered out loud.
"My mansion..." Ciel muttered numbly.
Suddenly Nyra, who had been hiding on the ceiling like a spider landed in front of them, except she didn't look like she usually did. The witch had two baby pink bows pinning her bangs to the side of her head, a baby pink poofy and ruffled dress with white lace, a big white bow in front, she had a darker pink collar with a silver bell and she had black cat ears and a white tipped cat tail. Several tick marks had appeared on her forehead and she had a light blush dusting her cheeks. She still had her other necklaces on but they couldn't be seen underneath the pink collar. Nyra was about to explain what was happening when the other three servants came running in.
"SEBASTIAAAAAN!" They all screamed together. They effectively tackled Nyra as they rushed to Sebastian. Nyra was forcibly pushed against Sebastian who was staring at the other servants in shock. Nyra tried to move but failed. She sighed and resigned to her fate. It wasn't nearly a bad as what she had already gone through anyway.
"What in the world is this!?" The butler said, still very shocked and confused. "More like...What is with that appearance, you two?"
Bard was dressed like a baby with a bib and headpiece, Finny looked like a bunny with giant gloves and Mei-rin...well, Mei-rin was fine, she just took advantage of the confusion to hug Sebastian.
"Go ask that crazy girl!" Bard said, jamming his thumb towards the door the servants had come out of.
"That crazy girl..?" Ciel wondered out loud. Were they dealing with some escaped mental patient?
"These ribbons are good too... But these satin roses are the cutest!" Sebastian, who was stroking Nyra's cat ears while ignoring her attempts to escape his grasp, and Ciel peaked in the room. "But like I thought, you wearing that... is totally adorable! You look like Marie Antoinette!" Tanaka was wearing a curly blonde wig and some ridiculous pink dress. He just smiled and ho ho ho'ed good naturedly.
The girl turned towards the door and gasped when she saw Ciel, who cursed. He was hugged by a blur of blonde and orange.
"CIEL!I wanted the see youuuu!" The blonde girl hugged Ciel tightly.
"E...Elizabeth!" Ciel said, shocked by her appearance.
"No, no, no!Call me Lizzie! Aren't I always saying that?!" The rubbed her cheek against Ciel's in a rather aggressive display of affection as she then proceeded to spin the earl around. Nyra could have sworn she heard Ciel's spine crack. "Just as I thought, no matter how many times I look at you, you're the cutest!" Lizzie squealed.
Sebastian seemed to take pity on Ciel when he cleared his throat to gain Lizzie's attention. "Ahem...Miss Elizabeth."
Lizzie immediately released Ciel. "Sebastian, good day!" She curtsied. Ciel had multiple idiot hair sticking out of his head as he sat in his corner of woe, gasping for breath. Nyra was patting his shoulder since Sebastian had temporarily let her go.
"It's been a while since I've last laid eyes on you." Sebastian said with a bow.
"I have a souvenir for you too!" Lizzie said.
'Oh no.' Nyra thought, sweat dropping. Based on the look on Sebastian's face, he was thinking the same thing.
"You see!" Lizzie said brightly. Sebastian had been forced into a frilly pink bonnet with flowers and Nyra thought she saw some strawberries on it too. "Ahh, it's so cute!" Lizzie squealed with big shiny eyes. "You're always wearing black; so I thought those colors would be good!"
Ciel was shaking, trying to hold in his laughter as he struggled to pull himself to his feet with his cane. Nyra was snickering quietly as well. In truth she was nearly cracking a rib trying to not laugh. Since she was in an outfit that was just as frilly as the bonnet, she couldn't really say anything. The servants however were nearly dying with laughter. Sebastian glared at them, his face half hidden in shadow.
"Regard for the things I wear." Sebastian said with one of the fakest smiles Nyra had ever seen. "That sort of regard for me... it is a great honor."
"It's fine!" Lizzie said with a huge smile.
Sebastian went into a corner to sulk, dragging Nyra with him. He began stroking her ears again. Normally Nyra would struggle to get away but she figured it was a fair trade. She got a therapeutic hug and he got a therapeutic cat... sort of.
Ciel cleared his throat. "More importantly, Lizzie. Why are you here? What about aunty?"
Lizzie immediately tackled Ciel into another hug. "I wanted to see you so I rushed out in secret and came here!"
"In secret?" Ciel asked in shock as Lizzy rubbed her cheek against his. "What were you thinking..?"
"...Hey." Bard muttered to Sebastian, who continued to pet Nyra. The witch had resigned to her fate and allowed the butler to continue. "Sebastian, who exactly is that girl?" Bard asked.
"Lady Elizabeth is the young master's fiancée." Sebastian explained, stroking Nyra's false ears like some kind of evil scientist.
The servants all yelled in shock.
"Well when you think about it, it's not that weird." Nyra said. "A nobleman should have a noble wife. That's why Ciel is marrying Elizabeth, she's the daughter of the marquee." Nyra explained, a tick mark forming on her forehead. She glanced up at Sebastian, who seemed to be enjoying the fact that he was also dwarfing her. Nyra was five foot six but she looked like a midget next to the six foot demon. "Can you please stop petting me?" The witch asked.
"No." The demon smirked, his smirk growing wider when Nyra hissed at him, much like a cat. He had to defend himself a little when she tried to scratch him but he managed to restrain her again and resume petting.
"If she left without saying anything," Ciel said. "Then aunty must be worried. Sebastian contact-" Ciel was pulled away by Lizzie.
"Cieeeeeeel! Come heeeeere!" Lizzie dragged the poor boy into the ballroom, which had also been redecorated by Lizzie. There were toys, ribbons and stuffed animals in the chandelier. "Look, look! I made the ballroom cute too, didn't I?!"
"How did she even get up there?" Nyra wondered out loud.
"Ah! That's right! Hey Ciel, since it took a lot of work to make the ballroom like this, let's have a dance party today!" Lizzie was then off into dreamland. "I'll dance with my fiancée as an escort!"
Ciel twitched. "Wha..."
"Well it can't be worse than playing house like that one time." Nyra muttered. She shuddered at the mere memory.
"Wear the clothes I picked out for you, Ciel! I'm sure they'll be very cute!" Lizzie said.
"Hey! Who said it was fine?!" Ciel yelled.
It seemed Lizzie had selective hearing because she wasn't listening. "Dancing with Ciel in the clothes I picked out for him. It's like a dream. I will have to dress stylishly with all my might too!" Lizzie squealed.
"Listen to what people are saying!" Ciel yelled. Sebastian and Nyra each put a hand on his shoulder and shook their heads sympathetically.
Ciel was leaning face down on his desk, radiating gloom and doom.
"Lady Elizabeth is the previous head of the family's younger sister. The daughter of the Middleford Marquis family that Lady Francis married into... Also, you cannot turn your fiancee away coldly, so it can't be helped" Sebastian said.
He had changed out of the bonnet and Nyra had gotten out of her ridiculous outfit as well. Lizzie had made it very clear that she was to wear a ball gown so Nyra did just that. She was wearing a taffeta green and black short sleeves bustle ball gown with sequined lace appliqué accents and layers of bustled skirt. Her hair was up and curled in a high ponytail and she was wearing black gloves that went three quarters of the way up her arms. The butler wasn't dressed any different simply because butler's didn't dress up at parties. On the other hand, a governess, if she was allowed to go, was expected to dress formally. Sebastian had tea with him as well. No doubt the young master needed it.
"It's not like I became her fiancee. I was forced to do it." Ciel grumbled.
"You still haven't finished the current game." Sebastian said, handing Ciel some freshly poured tea.
"Indeed. Just fill me quickly with dinner or something and then bring it away." Ciel said, taking a sip of tea. "I don't have time to associate with little girls and their hobbies."
"...However, it appears that Lady Elizabeth wishes to hold a dance..." Sebastian said. Ciel sat his teacup down.
"Young master?" Sebastian asked.
"Ciel." Nyra said. "I don't have proof but is it true that you've had no dancing instruction?"
Ciel spun around in his chair.
Sebastian looked at Nyra incredulously. "You've never given the young master dance lessons?" He asked, stunned since dancing was an important skill for all noble gentleman.
"He never asked for them." Nyra said. "Besides we never go anywhere so how was I supposed to know?"
"I'm busy with work." Ciel said from behind the paper. "I don't have time to busy myself with games..."
Nyra snatched the paper away from Ciel with magic and Sebastian spun the chair around so that the young lord was facing them. The young earl leaned back into his chair and both of his servants leaned in with identical smirking faces.
"I'll take your word for it, but young master," Sebastian began, holding the pie in Ciel's face. "But it's often said that a dance is a 'social' thing. At evening and dinner parties and the like, good grooming has become a must."
"If you can become an elite gentleman, dancing should be natural." Nyra said sternly. "If you were to refuse an invitation from a customer's daughter, in high society, your reputation would go down the gutter..."
"...I get it already! It's fine like this." Ciel sighed in defeat. "Who would call for a home tutor?"
Nyra put her hand over her heart and pretended to look hurt. "There isn't enough time and I am insulted Ciel. You have two quite capable servants standing right in front of you." The witch smirked. "Both of which have been alive for quite some time. If we didn't know how to dance after so many years that would be just sad."
"You're teaching me how to dance?" Ciel asked, blushing slightly.
"I do teach you to do everything else. Unless you would prefer featherbrain taught you?" Nyra smirked teasingly.
"If it's the Winner Walts, then please leave it to me. I often cause quite a commotion at the Schonbrunn Palace." Sebastian said.
Nyra suddenly broke out into a slight blush. "Oh dear god no." She muttered. She whirled around to face the demon. "April sixth, 1754!" She said.
The demon's eyes widened in confusion, then recognition and then he smirked. "Yes that was me."
Nyra blushed furiously, sighed and hung her head. "You know the saying 'where have you been all my life?' Where haven't you been all my life, feathers?" Nyra asked.
"That is the question isn't it?" Sebastian mused. His eyes then glowed demonically for a moment. "On a scale from one to ten?"
Nyra blushed beat red. "We don't need to revisit that!" She yelled, absolutely mortified that it had been him. Then again, it wasn't surprising that he would take advantage of her moment of weakness. But, it wasn't like she had been unwilling at the time.
"What happened in Vienna?" Ciel asked with a small smirk of his own starting to form. It wasn't often Nyra got so embarrassed over something. It was sure to be an amusing story, plus it was keeping the attention off of him for a while.
"Perhaps we should tell him." Sebastian said. He leaned down and whispered audibly in Nyra's ear. "It would be a nice trip down memory lane."
Nyra leapt away from the demon, it didn't seem possible for her to blush any redder. "That is a lane I want to stay well away from!" She turned towards the earl so that she could drop the conversation. "Stand up Ciel, I'm teaching you to dance!"
"Now there's no need to be embara-" Sebastian couldn't finish the sentence before Nyra shot a burst of ice at him, covering his mouth so that he couldn't talk. The demon glared at the witch with glowing eyes but the pissed off woman remained unaffected.
"Shut up Birdbrain!" The witch yelled, still bright red. She then turned and smiled at Ciel, who was on his feet, not happy about this new lesson.
"You start the first step on your heel." Nyra instructed. "Keep your hand firmly on the lady's back." The witch moved Ciel's hand to the right position.
"When the song starts begin with your left foot." Nyra's eye twitched when Ciel stepped on her foot. "Next is a natural turn." Ciel was not doing too well. "Slide your left foot forward." Nyra received a kick in the shin.
Sebastian, having finally clawed the ice off his face, sighed. "Your natural ability for dancing isn't so much lacking, as it is non-existent my lord. You cannot simply cling to your dance partner." Sebastian walked forward. He shocked the other two by grabbing Ciel's cheek. "Wipe that gloomy look off of your face. The lady will take it as an insult. Now let's have a smile, pretend that it's fun." Sebastian said, shit eating grin in place.
"Let me go!" Ciel smacked Sebastian's hand away.
"Master." Sebastian said.
"I can't smile. I forgot how." Ciel said. "I don't know how to pretend that I'm having fun. Not anymore." Ciel said, gently stroking the family ring on his thumb. Nyra looked at him with sad eyes. She wanted to reach out and hug him but knew that wouldn't be the best idea, at least not at the moment.
"Just leave her alone!" Ciel commanded as he, Nyra and Sebastian walked down the stairs. Lizzie was trying to take Mei-rin's glasses off so that she could get all dressed up to.
"Ciel!" Lizzie squealed. "You're so cuuuute! My eyes weren't wrong!" She scurried over to the staircase as Ciel came down and began spinning him around. After that she gestured to the male servants. "Look, look! Everyone else is cute too, aren't they? I've let them come to the party too!" Nyra sweat dropped.
Lizzie then noticed the family ring on Ciel's thumb.
"Ciel," Lizzie said, her face shadowed. "Where's the ring I prepared for you!? There was a ring that matched the Western Style clothing, wasn't there!?"
"This ring is fine." Ciel said.
The young lady became very angry. "No! I went to a lot of trouble to make everything adorable! Only the ring is totally not cute!" Lizzie then began to fake cry about Ciel being so cruel. Ciel sighed and went to explain to his fiancee. Lizzie then snatched the ring from Ciel's finger. "This ring is super old! The size of the one I chose is better, too-"
"Give it back!" Ciel snapped. Everyone was surprised, this was the first time Ciel had really ever snapped at Lizzie. Not that Nyra could blame him. The ring was Ciel's last connection to his parents. The witch fingered the the choker around her neck, her last connection to Arya...
"Give that back Elizabeth." Ciel commanded again, his glare hard as flint.
"W-why are you so mad?" Lizzie asked, tears forming in her big green eyes. Ciel's gaze turned even sharper. Lizzie clenched her fist. "I just made you cute! So why are you mad like that!? You're terrible!" Lizzie said. Ciel's expression didn't change. "I HATE THIS RING!" Lizzie yelled. "TAKE IT!" Lizzie threw the ring onto the ground, the ring shattered, it was so old.
A furious growl tore itself from Nyra's throat. Luckily no one heard it. She was angry on-behalf of Ciel and herself, if anyone did anything to her choker... She lunged forward slightly but caught herself. Ciel had snapped as well, he marched forward and raised his hand to slap Lizzie.
"Young Master." Sebastian was by Ciel's side in an instant, holding Ciel's wrist, to prevent him from doing something he might regret. "Young master." Sebastian said again, gaining Ciel's attention. "You forgot your new walking stick." Sebastian said, handing the cane to Ciel. Slowly, the anger in Ciel was replaced with exhaustion.
Sebastian faced Elizabeth and placed his hand over his heart. "You have my deepest apologies Lady Elizabeth. That ring is very important to our master. It has been passed down through the family for generations. There was only one in the world."
"That sort of important ring and I...?" Lizzie stuttered through her tears, realizing the magnitude of her mistake.
Nyra briefly threw a glare at Lizzie as she leaned down to pick up the shards of the ring, a low growl still quietly rumbling in her throat. She then took a deep breath and calmed herself. Lizzie understood that what she did was wrong but that didn't make her tantrum acceptable, especially for the daughter of the Marquis.
"Give them to me." Ciel ordered, holding out his hand.
Nyra wordlessly stopped growling and gave the remains of the ring to Ciel without protest. Ciel then threw the ring out the window. Even Sebastian seemed slightly surprised.
"Ciel what are you doing?!" Lizzie asked, rushing to the window.
"I don't care... about that thing." Ciel said. "It's just an old ring." Nyra listened with rapt attention. "This ring is proof that the head of the Phantomhive house is Ciel Phantomhive."
Sebastian's eyes were wider now and the other servants were staring in awe of the young master.
Ciel put his hat back on. "What's with that face?" Ciel asked.
Lizzie had tears streaming down her cheeks from crying. "B...But..." Lizzie hiccupped.
"It's a terrible face." Ciel said, taking out his handkerchief. "And you call yourself a lady." Ciel sighed, whipping Lizzie's tears away. "I wouldn't want to invite a lady with a face like that to a dance, would I?" Ciel asked.
Lizzie froze and blushed. Nyra couldn't help but smirk. 'Smooth move Ciel.' Nyra chuckled quietly to herself. Perhaps Sebastian was beginning to rub off on the young lord.
"Let's forget those bad things and dance until dawn with evening party etiquette, shall we? M'lady?"
"Yes." Lizzie said, placing her hand in his.
'Ciel is becoming quite the charmer.' Nyra thought to herself in amusement.
Sebastian pulled an orchestra out of nowhere and he himself began to play the violin. The witch stood beside him and began to sing. If she couldn't sing a good song then what kind of governess would she be?
"Did you contact aunty?" Ciel asked as Sebastian buttoned his night shirt.
"Yes. She will come to pick Miss Elizabeth up tomorrow." Sebastian responded. Said little girl was tucked away in bed.
"Really now... We ended up spending today uselessly." Ciel said.
"Is that true? Were you not sufficiently content?" Sebastian asked with a smirk.
"You're an idiot..." Ciel said and then moved to take off his ring. Only to realize it wasn't there. "Ah..." He said, remembering.
"Who's the idiot?" Sebastian asked. "It's something important to you, isn't it?" The demon took Ciel's hand in his. "You put on quite a show in front of Lady Elizabeth." Sebastian said, moving his hand away.
Ciel's eyes widened when he saw that the family ring was back on his thumb, completely intact. "This is...?!"
"I am Phantomhive's butler. What would I do if I couldn't accomplish something like this?" Sebastian smirked. "This ring exists to be on your finger. Please take good care of it."
"...That's right." Ciel said. "How many times had this ring witnessed the death of its master? Grandfather...father...and then... Undoubtedly, I will also become sick and pass away with this ring." Ciel said as Sebastian removed his eye patch. Ciel ran his fingers through his hair. "How many times has it heard the pain of death? When I close my eyes, I can hear them. ...those screams."
Sebastian remained silent. "If I throw it away... Maybe then I won't be able to hear them. It's foolish isn't it?"
Sebastian tucked Ciel in. "Oh, the moon is already high. It's not good for you. Please rest now." He grabbed the candel abrah and turned to leave.
"Sebastian." Ciel said. The demon turned. "Stay there...until I fall asleep."
A light chuckle escaped the demon's lips. "No matter where you are, I will always be by your side, young master. Until your death."
As if sensing Ciel's discomfort, Nyra's voice rang throughout the manor. One could call it woman's intuition... or witch's worry... but sometimes... black haired woman just knew.
"You never go
You're always here
Beneath my skin
I cannot run away
Fading slowly"
"Give it all to you
Reaching as I fall
It's already over
Already over now"
"My best defense
Running to you
I can't resist
Take all you want from me
Breaking slowly"
"Give it all to you
Reaching as I fall
It's already over now
Loving you again
It's already over
Already over now"
"You're what I reach for when I fall
It's already over
You're what I reach for when I fall
It's already over now"
By the end of the song Ciel had fallen asleep.
Sebastian walked down to the kitchen, to prepare for tomorrow. Nyra was already down there making tea in her pajamas. It was a traditional victorian nightgown in black. Her hair had been brushed out of its earlier style and any makeup she had been wearing had been washed off. As always however, she was wearing her wolf pendant and choker.
The witch was making Lemon Balm herbal tea. She made it after Lizzie's first visit to relax. She even made some for Sebastian. The first time she did this he politely refused, since his tastes lied elsewhere, but she was insistent, since it would probably help the, as she put it, 'uptight birdbrain unwind.' She was right, not that he would ever tell the witch that.
"Almost done feathers." Nyra said, pouring the tea. She handed the demon his own cup and took a sip from her own. Nyra sighed in bliss.
"Ah… I am so glad to get out of that pink dress." The witch said.
"Oh? I thought those cat ears suited you quite well." Sebastian smirked, taking a sip. The tea did have a great relaxation effect. He felt a lot of tension leave his body.
Nyra's eyebrow twitched but she smirked in a teasing way. "Glad you found them so appealing on me. I really liked that bonnet on you." Her green eyes glittered in amusement as she set the tea cup down.
"Touché." The demon replied. He then pinched Nyra's cheek playfully. Nyra grumbled and swatted at the butler's hand. She then looked at him curiously.
"I wonder...is the waltz all you know or do you have other skills?" Nyra asked.
"I have plenty, as you learned some years ago." Sebastian said with a smirk.
Nyra blushed but glared at the butler nonetheless. "Let's not talk about that. I wasn't exactly in the right state of mind." She sighed and felt some of the color leave her face. "I mean, are there any other dances you're familiar with?"
"Do you think you could keep up?" Sebastian asked, smirking and raising a brow.
"I don't claim to be the best dancer in the world but I can hold my own, birdbrain." Nyra said before taking a knife and cutting a slit in her nightgown up to her hip.
"Are you sure you don't want to talk about what happened in those Hungarian gardens?" Sebastian asked, looking appreciatively at the amount of leg that was now visible to him.
"Yes I'm sure." Nyra said firmly before accepting Sebastian's hand.
They didn't even wait until the reached the ballroom to start dancing. They started with the waltz before gracefully transitioning into the Viennese waltz and then the tangoed through the doors of the ballroom when Nyra decided to provide music. It felt a little awkward dancing without music anyway. In addition, it also helped keep the dancers on the same page. With a flick of her wrist the candle wall sconces in the ballroom lit up, providing nice mood lighting.
"Hay, en mi corazón, una inquietud
In my heart there's a feeling of uncertainty
Hoy te veo tan distante
Today you're acting so reserved
Hay, algo que me aleja de tu amor
There's something that has me veering away from your love
De repente tú cambiaste
Suddenly you've changed
Hoy, insegura estoy
Today I feel uneasy
El estar sin ti
I know that being without you
Sé que me hara sufrir
Will make me suffer"
The song was slow so as a result their dancing was slower as well but that didn't mean it wasn't any less complex. Sebastian had been testing her throughout all their dancing. While she was correct when she said she wasn't the best, she wasn't an amaeteur by any means.
"Anoche yo sentí, que me besaste diferente
Tonight I can feel that you're kissing me differently
Y me quedé, sin saber que hacer
I stay behind without knowing what to do
Yo te conozco y sé
I know you and I know
Que algo no anda bien, ven dime la verdad
That something is not right tell me the truth
No quiero imaginar
I don't want to believe
Que fue el beso del final, ooh, ahh ooh
That this was the final kiss, ooh, ahh ooh"
Sebastian raised a brow at her song choice. She said she didn't want to discuss their past yet she sang such a song? Witch's didn't make any sense. When she noticed his expression she simply shrugged. She enjoyed the song at it was a nice one, why not sing it? The demon rolled his eyes and spun Nyra out before bringing her back into his arms.
"No, si por qué ha cambiado tu actitud
I don't know why you behave differently
Ojala que todo sea un error
Maybe everything is a mistake
No quiero comprobar que te perdí
I don't want to find out that I've lost you
Ni que nuestro amor se acabe
Neither do I want our love to be over
Oigo una voz, que se hunde en mí
I hear a voice that burns me up from the inside
Que me vuelve a repetir
That keeps on telling me
Lo que no quiero oír
What I don't want to hear"
"Anoche yo sentí, que me besaste diferente
Tonight I can feel that you're kissing me differently
Y me quedé, sin saber que hacer
I stay behind without knowing what to do
Yo te conozco y si
I know you and if
Que algo no anda bien, ven dime la verdad
Something is not right, come tell me the truth
No quiero imaginar
I don't want to believe
Que fue el beso del final
That this was the final kiss"
Nyra smiled a little brighter when Sebastian picked her up and spun her around. She was able to hold back her giggles and avoid messing up on the song or dancing. The witch then realized that she had kind of shot herself in the foot by deciding to sing. Now she had two tasks to avoid messing up on. With the silent challenge from Sebastian on top of everything she couldn't afford to screw up.
"Hoy, insegura estoy
Today I feel uneasy
El estar sin ti
I know that being without you
Sé que me hara sufrir
Will make me suffer
Ohhh...auHhHh"
The witch may not have been the world's best dancer, but she certainly had a voice worth bragging about. Sebastian had heard her sing in many different languages. He found it interesting how in certain tongues her voice was lower or sometimes higher. In some of the harsher dialects like German, Hebrew or Arabic her voice took on a lower tone but in Japanese, Greek or Swedish her voice was a little higher.
"Anoche yo sentí, que me besaste diferente
Tonight I can feel that you're kissing me differently
Y me quedé, sin saber que hacer
I stay behind without knowing what to do
Yo te conozco y si
I know you and if
Que algo no anda bien, ven dime la verdad
Something is not right, come tell me the truth
No quiero imaginar
I don't want to believe
Que fue el beso del final
That this was the final kiss
Ahhh...ohhh..."
"Anoche yo sentí, que me besaste diferente
Tonight I can feel that you're kissing me differently
Y me quedé, sin saber que hacer
I stay behind without knowing what to do
Yo te conozco y sé
I know you and I know
Que algo no anda bien, ven dime la verdad
That something is not right, tell me the truth
No quiero imaginar
I don't want to believe
Que fue el beso
That this was the kiss
Que fue el beso del final
That this was the final kiss"
Nyra couldn't help but wonder if she had run into Sebastian any other times during the past. His face was familiar but she had seen so many people over the years that a lot of faces blended together. Just last week she had realized that a man she had spoken with in America so many centuries ago was actually George Washington. After so long, many things didn't seem remarkable until years later. How many times had she met the demon temporarily known as Sebastian?
"Que fue el beso del final
That this was the final kiss
Que fue el beso del final
That this was the final kiss
Que fue el beso del final
That this was the final kiss
Que fue el beso del final
That this was the final kiss
Que fue el beso del final
That this was the final kiss
Que fue el beso del final
That this was the final kiss
Que fue el beso del final
That this was the final kiss"
The butler ended the song by dipping the witch, cheesy but still quite romantic. Sebastian actually leaned in for a kiss but the witch seemed to pull a fan out of nowhere and blocked his advances. She smirked as the demon rolled his eyes and pulled her up. She then folded the fan and pat the butler on the shoulder with a mischievous glimmer in her eyes.
"Don't get too ahead of yourself birdbrain. Closest you got to getting me in bed, I was half drunk. It's going to take a lot more than a dance to win me over." She said before turning around and walking to her room. The butler smirked after her.
"Don't worry, I am quite patient." He said, his eyes glowing demonically.
I posted what happened in Vienna on my Tumblr.