His Master, GoneHis Master, Gone3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He turns away, averting his gaze from the scene of his own doing. Clenching his jaw he strides away only a few steps for that's all he could take before his own body gave in from under him. The demon collapses to the ground, his eyes staring at the ground intently as if it may give him an answer as to why.
His throat tightens with unshed tears as his chest slowly expels all feeling except that of remorse. His hands curl into fists as he crumples into the earth trying to hold back the tears, the truth. No, he will not cry, a single tear shall not pass his eyes for demons do not cry, do not love. Love is that the feeling the boy left him with? This horrible invisible monster that's eating away at his sanity and all that he thought he knew?
No. He's a demon, he can't feel what humans do, that thing they call 'love.' He, Sebastian Michaelis, isn't allowed to love since he's never encountered it. Until now.
Glancing over his shoulder he spares his deceased one last look before the mise
Chapter 5- Watching Over HimChapter 5- Watching Over Him3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 5~ Watching Over Him
"Calm down, please wake up " There it was, that same mellow voice. "Eh-h." I replied, my voice shaking. "Young Master, you called my name. Can you breathe?" I let out a sigh, and nodded. It seemed like he was relieved as well. Sitting up, I brushed away my forbidden tears from my pale face. Reaching my hand for my cheek again, I felt something.
His hand was sliding under my left eye, wiping the salt water from my cheek. "It will be alright " He cooed.
"Stop STOP! I'm fine!" I let out. "Earl Phantomhive- doesn't need special treatment!"
But deep inside myself, I wanted his care. Somebodys care.
"Besides, how in bloody hell do I get an asthma attack in the middle of the winter?" I yelped, sitting up against the pillows.
Sebastian paused for a second, and answered.
"I believe it's Finnian, Young Master. He wanted to add, I quote, 'springy feelings' to the manor. He had some plants and fl
The Dark Path - Chapter Three Sebastian lifted a hand and knocked on the wooden door of Ciel's dorm room. It was early afternoon. Classes at the school had ended more than a half hour before. Despite the fact that they had agreed to meet immediately afterward, his young master had not arrived at Sebastian's room at the appointed time. It was entirely possible that his master had been delayed by some menial task or possibly an instructor. However, considering what he had been through the night before, Sebastian found himself reluctant to leave the boy alone for any longer than necessary. The thought of his young master winding up in another situation like that made him uneasy.The Dark Path - Chapter Three4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The knock on the door sounded hollow even from where he stood in the hallway. There was no answer from within. Reaching down, Sebastian placed his hand on the handle
Kuroshitsuji : Yes, my ladyNotice! In this story, Ciel Phantomhive is a girl! ( to make it more interesting )Kuroshitsuji : Yes, my lady4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The early morning arrived and the butler silently opened the door to the chamber.
"It's morning, young lady." he said and opened the drapes, letting the sunlight float in.
He walked up to the bed and watched Ciel Phantomhive slowly open her eyes.
"Sebastian..?" she mumbled, still half asleep.
"Yes, young lady." Sebastian started preparing the tea. "For breakfast, I have prepared a minted potato salad, served with toast."
Ciel got out of bed and walked up to her closet. She chose a vermillion dress with pastel laces and a linen robe to wear underneath. She took of her nightgown, completely ignorant of Sebastian, and put on the robe and the dress. She then walked back to the bed, took the tea from her butler and turned around, allowing Sebastian to tie the behind of her dress.
"Today's plans, Sebastian." she said.
"Yes, young lady. After breakfast, madam Rodkin will visit regarding the ball next