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The Ravens feathers corseted my body. His hair tickled my neck. The Ravens fingers went up and down my back. His red eyes opened slowly...His eyelashes tickled my cheek. His beak nips at my stomach. This Raven has its own mind, he likes to top his master. Never lessons. He is strong. He is sleek. I closed my eyes and let him take flight, but why would a Raven care for his master? We keep them in place and only let them free for a while. So why then? Is this love...
Human and a Demon
This will never be
He's a demon
I'm a human.
Love will never reach us.
I wish this will be.
It will never be...
Light hits my eyes.
I open slowly.
I welcome the warmth.
Blackness is in my way.
I know who it is.
His red eyes shine.
His black tail coat is bright.
His black hair fits is head.
He gets on his knees.
He sits perfect, like a raven.
He takes my orders.
He never fails me.
He waits to feed.
That day will never come.
I'm one of him now.
He will never feed.
He will take my orders forever.
He cant leave my side.
Because of what I have become.
But, I know we will be forever.
The wind was blowing angst my face. I could feel it hit my bones. I shivered. I saw him coming. I got ready. The boy ran, he slipped here and then. I would to in this rain. He came around the corner, and then a dog came between his legs. The boy was alarmed. He lost his balance, and fell hard on a broken pole. You could hear his cry out in pain. The boy laid still. I could tell he broken his spine.
I jumped down into a puddle. The cold water hit my face. I took out my scythe, it was a long brown pole with a sliver blade at the end. I was about to swing down, but a hand grabbed mine.
"Oh its you" I said in a harsh tone. The man pushed up his glasses.
"You can go, I got this one Alan" His voice was smooth, but you could hear he had the power here.
"Fine William" I turned and walked away form the other Reaper.
I walked around for my partner. It shouldn't be taking this long. His not that hard to miss. I turned the corner and hit something hard.it was too much forc
All The Right Friends In All The Wrong Places Ch:1
It was a cool and dark night. Five of the most skilled reapers were out reaping souls. Alan stood next to Ronald. Alan wasn't a big fan of Ronald, and Ronald wasn't a big fan of Alan in the least.
"Hey, I bet you can't make it to William faster then I can..." The young blonde reaper mocked the dark headed one. The older out of the two reapers rolled his emerald green eyes.
"You shouldn't make bets you know you can't win." Alan taunted, laughing at his own comment. And almost immediately after, at the same time,they both set off towards the older reaper, their boss, William T. Spears.
William ;however, saw this and simply tripped them with his scythe as they approached. The two reapers fell flat on there face's while Eric and Grell laughed at the them. William pushed his glasses upright on his nose and made a slight smile.
"Ow! Will, that hurt..." Ronald moaned as he rubbed his nose and looked up at him. It has been three weeks after the accident aboard the ship. How could a fell
Red Hot Kind Of Love~
It was a snowy day. The sky was grey. It was Undertakers favorite kind of day. He looked out the window and sighed.
"Well I better get this out of the way" He told himself. He was making a casket for a woman's husband. Undertaker pulled his bangs out his eyes. He slowly blinked. His green eyes were bright. The Brightness filled the room.
"My, My what are we working on?" a silly voice came form behind. Undertaker quickly put his hair back and turned to face the red headed reaper.
"Ah, IT's nice to see you" He told Grell. He took off his hat and bowed.
"Oh Undertaker, you know how to treat a lady, unlike Bassy" Grell's cheeks went as red as his hair. He gave one of his teethe grins. Undertaker smiled back.
"That I do, so why come and visit me today?" asked Undertaker. Undertaker took a set on the casket he was making, lining back a little on it. Grell thought for a moment.
"I don't know" Grell's green eyes looked at Undertaker. Undertaker tilted his head to the side and laughed., Grell w
The warm sun rays crept into my room. I move on to my side in the sea of blankets. Sebastian came into my room. He had tea and a blueberry scone waiting for me. I sat up and covered my one eye with the contracted mark. My other eye change into a demon red eye then back to human. Sebastian gave me my tea and started to dress me. His fingers moved fast.
"What's to day" I asked him.
"Today is February 14th" he told me. He grabbed my scone and gave it to me. He helped me out of bed, then opened the door for me. I walked all the way downstairs to find it pink. Pink, red, white hearts everywhere. White and red roses scattered.
I felt something smooth and cold hit my cheek. I looked to the right to see a white rose. My favorite flower. Then something tickled my other cheek. I turned and Sebastian's lips hit mine. My face turned a light red. White rose petals came down and landed on my head.
Sebastian moved from my lips and grabbed the rose petal. He put it by my eye and move
Pluto, yes Pluto was sitting outside the Phantomhive home. Sebastian would not come and play with him. Pluto sighed. Not much was on his mind, Well there is one person. That person he loved, but that person was human. No wait the person wasn't human. Maybe it could work.
Pluto set out to town that night. Sebastian and the others wouldn't notice him gone, so he left. The stars were bright, the moon was full. Pluto sniffed the air. Then he could hear that tune. The person he loved tune. He turned the corner to see him. Pluto ran to him.
"Pluto?" The man holding a music box asked him. Pluto jumped on him, It was Drocell. "What is it boy" he asked. Pluto looked into his purple eyes. Drocell looked into his red ones.
Pluto jumped up and down. He tried to show him that he loved him. Pluto even gave him a flower. Drocell moved his head to the side, Pluto sighed and grabbed Drocell's face and put his lips to his. He let him go after a moment of silence.
"So then I thought to myself, I thin
Hannah Watched Alois play in the bluebells. She smiled. Hannah turned to see Claude making Alois a cake. As he watched his fingers move with grace, It was almost breath taking. His golden eyes looked up to find Hannah's. She quickly turned.
It was Valentines day. Alois didn't much care for. All he cared about was his one and only Claude. He was going to spend the whole day with him making cakes and such. The triplets saw Hannah sigh and walk away. Thy felt bad. She loved Claude, but Claude didn't feel the same.
"Poor Miss Hannah" Timber whispered.
"What should we do?" Canterbury asked quietly.
"We should make her feel special" Thompson Whispered back. They all looked at each other, and went to work at there plan.
Hannah walk around the manner, to make sure every thing was in order. She finally reached a room she didn't check yet. She opened the door.
"Hello Miss Hannah" The Triplets all said together. They each had a rose held out for her. The room was filled with pin
Insanity...Chapter Ten (Part 1)Ciel's shouts broke the morning air. I shot from the warmth of covers, running to the cries. My heels tripping on the bedtime gown. The door was opened, fear. Fear that he was taken coursed my veins. But the picture was different. Soma held the young boy in his arms. Ciel flailing, thrashing to get down.
"We are going out and about! Show me the sights, Kid!"
"Why should I! And don't call me Kid! I have a real name, it's Ciel!" Soma chuckled lightly.
"Alright, Ciel, show me around town!" Sebastian entered, haulting the prince by words.
"I'm terribly sorry, Prince. My master is far too busy for such events." Soma returned Ciel to the ground, his question pointed to me.
"Will you show me around town?" I parted my lips to answer, yet Sebastian's fingers set on my elbow.
"Miss Kane will be tutored by me as well. She is young and needs and education like my master."
The polished violin was placed in my grasp, sheets of music propped on a stand. Sebastian l
His master, asking favors. The Secret Name.Summary: Ciel has been looking for answers for five years, and has had little progress. Now, with the contract's end looming over him, he finds one last lead...but to confirm it, he must ask a few questions.
Excerpt: “Having regrets?” I murmur. Ciel Phantomhive is the kind of person to claim none, but feel guilty.
Chapter 16: asking favors.
Ciel walks casually, careful not to steal glances at his surroundings or to hesitate at doors or zebra crossing. He approaches the Undertaker’s as though he has every right to wander into an apparently run-down shop, no more suspicious than a newsagent’s stand.
My little master is so absorbed in walking naturally and not attracting attention that he actually walks a few paces too far. I clear my throat. Ciel turns around and goes through the door.
The inside is gloomy and dark compared with the early afternoon light, but I can just make ou
Changing Bed Sheets -CHAP.04--BLACKBUTLER-
Though Andie had already been dreading having to work on her own, she hadn't quite imagined the toll it would take. Being surrounded by nothing but the dark atmosphere of the manor was beginning to have an increasingly negative effect on her.
The little progress she seemed to have made in coming out of her shell had completely disappeared and she now spoke up even less. Finnian and Mey-Rin in particular attempted to encourage her to socialise and talk to people, but if anything she just withdrew even more.
With the cold memories of the manor seeping into her she fell into a state of constant depression. When she was around any of the others she was constantly on edge and jumped at small noises. She felt like she'd gone back beyond even square one. She was sure that she'd never felt quite so unhappy before.
Her appetite completely disappeared and she felt like she was constantly ill and shivery, as if she had permanent flu that she could never shake off. Working at the manor
His eyes filled with blue.
His blond hair blew.
He would yell.
He would hit.
Tall and sleek.
Golden eyes perfect and sharp.
Glass that shine in the light.
Tall and sleek.
He stands by his side.
He stands with meaning.
He watches with care.
His love is a web.
He gets on his knees.
He holds my face.
He never leaves.
Why doesn't he see?
How doesn't he know?
Why don't I tell him?
He wont care.
He wants to eat.
But its not me.
Dose he love me.
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