YO! It has been forever! Christmas was busy and New Years. OH GOSH! Happy Late Holidays! Here's a nice long chap to fill you up! SO SORRY about the delay! Yana owns Kuro!
Lea sat up, scratching her head. A large blush splotched her face. How could she get away now?
"Lea...,"he mumbled in his sleep.
Her face became an avidly dark scarlet.
She stretched out a hand and stroked his hair. He slept like a messy child. His hair in disarray, he curled up, and his hat crooked on his head.
"Lea?" Ciel called. "Where did you go silly maid?"
Lea pannicked, pulled the Undertaker in the coffin with her, and she shut the lid.
"Where did she go?" Ciel asked. "Sebastian! Look upstairs for Lea and the Undertaker."
"Of course, bocchan," Sebastian replied with disgust.
She heard Ciel sit down and then snore quietly.
"Psst!" Lea tried waking. "Please wake up."
"Hmmmherem?" The Undertaker replied. "Well we are in quite a compromising situation, are we?"
"Yes, now how do we escape?" Lea asked.
The Undertaker was right next to her in the coffin, quite cramped.
"I'm tired!" He yawned.
"No! Sebastian will be done in a second! We must get out now. Help me open this," Lea hissed.
They hastily removed themselves from confinement and dusted themselves off.
"Well, excuse me," she blushed.
"I'm fine!" The Undertaker said. "Are you? That's no normal coffin. That's my dream coffin!"
"Dream...Coffin?" Lea asked.
"Yes. It recounts your memories for you," he replied.
"Hmmm," Lea made a noise, then turned away.
"I'm sorry about that," he said grabbing her shoulders from behind.
"It's ok," she replied touching his hands.
"My memories are not...pleasant."
He turned her around and wrapped his long arms around her.
"It's ok. You have a good deal with the Phantomhives, don't you?" He asked.
"Yes, but I lack...," she trailed off.
"Lack?" He asked looking down at her.
"Emotion, passion," she said simply.
"Love? Isn't that...Sebastian's... department?" the Undertaker gulped.
"Sebastian? He's like an older brother...," Lea replied a little shocked.
"Why can't you love, Lea?" He asked in a child like manner.
"I never have had any whims for affection, no creature or man on the street. Not even my own mother," Lea said. "And my grandfather... He is special in a way, but I wouldn't go as far as family love. I've never truly understood why."
"What was that night on the balcony, then?" The Undertaker unwound her.
"I've never been kissed, so...," Lea avoided his gaze.
"I see. I was being used?" He asked.
"No! I enjoy your company very much! I just didn't know," she mumbled.
"Didn't know what?" The Undertaker pressed.
"If you love me, but I might know the answer...," Lea said in a small voice.
"I...," the Undertaker's voice faltered and his visible face grew red.
"No Lea upstairs bocchan,"Sebastian said, walking downstairs.
"There you two are!"
"Wuh?" Said Ciel. "Oh, we've lost time!"
"I'm afraid so my lord, let us hurry to the docks," Sebastian said.
"Bye Young Master, Sebastian, and Lea," the Undertaker waved.
Lea slipped the Undertaker a piece of paper, out of her company's sight.
"Bye, sir," she bade him farewell with a kiss on the cheek.
Lea entered the carriage, sat down, and dozed off.
"Lea?" The young master's voice filed her ears.
"Master?" She responded.
"Lets go, Lea," Ciel called from outside the carriage.
"Yes, master," Lea replied hopping out of the carriage.
When she hopped out, a large hand wrapped around her mouth and restrained her arms.
"Hmmph!" She tried to say.
Ciel was being restrained by a large goon in black attire, Sebastian nowhere to be seen.
"My apologies, Lea," Ciel mumbled, ashamed.
"The boss'll like this one!" The man holding her said.
"Pretty, but not very dainty is she?" The other one said.
They goons dragged them into a shipping storage area at the docks.
"Sebastian is taking longer then I thought," Ciel said.
"Longer?" Lea asked, voice trembling.
The warehouse door opened and a tall man walked through. He was quite handsome. His chesnut hair was cut short, his blue eyes gleamed in the dim light, and he wore a long trench coat.
"Ello comp'ny," he said in a thick British accent.
"Who might you be?" Ciel asked.
"I'll ask questions round here," he said. "Oy, they were right. You are a pretty lass."
"Thank you?" Lea replied uncertainly.
"And you are?" Ciel pressed on.
"Robert Redfort," he replied looking at a pocket watch.
"And what do you intend to do to us?" Ciel asked.
"Nosy little bloke, you are," Robert replied. "If ya must know, little lass will come with me, and I get to dispose of ya in a few minutes."
"Please don't hurt Ciel!" Lea cried.
"Your little brother I reckon?" Robert concluded.
"Yes... He is quite dear to me! He is all I have left, sir. Our parents died and he is all I have!" Lea broke down in sobs.
"No need ter cry," Robert said. " I'll see about your brother's life, don't cry-"
Robert fell forwards. On his back were deep clawing marks.
"Well, that takes care of that," Sebastian said devilishly.
"Any new information, Sebastian?"Ciel asked.
"A hunch...How is Lady Lea?" Sebastian replied.
"I'm quite alright, thank you," said Lea swiftly removing herself from the binding.
Ciel saw a flash of silver behind Lea, and then it was gone. Ciel dismissed that as an illusion, but what if Lea carried a weapon without his knowledge?That could be potentially detrimental to Ciel, but it could work in his favor. A trivial matter.
"If I couldn't do that, what kind of butler would I be? Shall we bring these...things to the police?" Sebastian asked.
"I do believe that is what one normally does," Ciel replied sarcastically.
That night, Lea laid in bed awake and restless. No matter how she tried, she couldn't fall asleep. She left the uncomfortable atmosphere of her bedroom and scampered outside to her pond. She sat down in the moonlit grass and looked at the peaceful pond shimmering in silver glow. The serenity lulled her to sleep. A soft melody awoke her in the middle of her delicate slumber on the bank. Sebastian had placed her head on his lap. He was quite relaxed looking, his hair tousled, gloves removed, tie undone, and shirt partially unbuttoned.
"Sebastian! You have a wonderful voice!"Lea said sitting up.
"Thank you, Lea,"Sebastian said, looking at her.
"Say, Sebastian,"Lea started, reclining on Sebastian's lap again. "How do you know... you love someone?"
"That's an interesting question. I wouldn't really know, but based on experience... You feel an overwhelming sense of emotions: possession, affection, etc," Sebastian answered.
"Have you ever loved anyone, Sebastian?"Lea asked him.
"Yes and no," he responded looking at the pond.
"Who can enchant Sebastian so much as to make him fall in love?"Lea wondered aloud.
"A couple people," he replied to her thought.
"Like who?"she replied eagerly, sitting up.
"Dare I say...,"Sebastian mumbled blushing a little.
"Please! You can tell me anything!"Lea pleaded.
"I really don't want-"
Lea shoved him down and pinned him on the grass.
"Tell me!"she giggled sitting on his stomach.
"I don't want to," he moaned.
"Why not?" Lea looked at him sadly.
"If you insist," Sebastian smiled devilishly.
In a swift motion, Sebastian grabbed Lea's arm and dragged her down with him in a tight embrace.
"Me?" She whispered quietly. "But... I...didn't see that coming."
She sat there blushing in his arms, without the knowledge that he was blushing too. She accidentally fell asleep and ended up in her bed the next day.