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He didn't kill me.
I'm was back working at the Phantomhive mansion literally the next day.
According to Ciel I was still a, "Valuable Pawn."
I think he just missed me, though if I told him this he'd surely have Sebastian punish me.
If that happened the demon wouldn't even get close before I had him hanging off the stairway balcony.
Sebastian and I's relationship was...interesting to say the least. I knew now that he loves me even though technically he hasn't said it outright. And I...well it difficult for me to admit, but I definitely feel something when he's around me
Maybe if he wasn't a demon....
I immediately switch the topic. No use wondering.
It still amuses me how much time flies.
It's been a month since I started back working at the Phantomhive mansion and so far the young master, Sebastian, and I had cracked three more difficult cases which to me is pretty incredible.
During all the action I was helping right along beside them. And when I wasn't I was helping the servants clean up a mess. Fortunately the messes weren't as bad as they used to but I guess old habits die hard.
The sirens (the remaining ones) weren't put in jail but allowed to keep their club as long as they were good. That was my doing, I was able to persuade Ciel by telling him they'd be valuable allies besides it had been Narcissa's brainwashing that causes them to be so violent.
The Sirens, loyal to a fault had banished me from ever being a Siren, so I was an outlaw of sorts. However, since Narcissa has passed they seem to have begun to understand just how terrible she was, though they still continue to hate men.
I visit them often and they seem willing to except me but I will never be apart of them as I once was. It saddens me but I figure it's for the best.
I sigh my hand landing on the cool glass of the library's large bay window.
It was early morning and I wasn't quite ready to start my daily work so I came here.
I gaze admiringly out the window. The rosy fingers of dawn paint a gorgeous sunrise of swirling pinks and purples.
Finny was out in the yard, the hems of his pants soaked with the grass's glistening dew.
A gentle hand brushes against my shoulders.
Turning, I see the hands were connected to none other than Sebastian Michaelis.
"What are you thinking about?" Sebastian asks, eyes magenta, not quite smiling.
"Of ways to stop you." I answer nonchalantly.
Ever since I returned to the estate I've been wondering about how to save Ciel. He deserved a life to live free of hatred and revenge. He couldn't do that dead.
I would not allow another person to have their soul devoted by a demon. Which causes me to also wonder of ways to stop Claud from finishing off Alois as well.
I had only seen the Trancy butler once since he twisted my memories, and that was once we'd met up during a case. His golden eyes had met mine and he had smiled unnervingly at the things he'd done to me. I wanted nothing but to kill him at that instant. Obviously I didn't, but I would of if gotten the chance.
Sebastian chuckles, "Of course you are."
"Any suggestions?" I ask narrowing my eyes at the butler.
Sebastian seriously ponders this, "Well...there is one way."
"And that is?" I prompt him.
"Your soul for his."
I open my mouth to say, "deal." but he continues, "However, I wouldn't make the deal."
"And why not?" I huff.
A smile plays on Sebastian's lips, "Too easy."
THE END