Brother

Chapter 15

The walk back to the manor was quiet, aside from Shizuo clearing his throat every five minuites. He could still feel the cold barrel of the loaded gun down his throat, and could still see the sight of the angry Izaya Orihara glaring down at him. Shizuo had always called Izaya the true monster of the two and he still stood by his belief, especially now that he's seen him like that. Shizuo looked up at the taller man bressed in black who was walking to the right of the monster. He rcognized him as the man they had met before this trip to England. Is this man the reason the flea wanted to come? Who was this guy? Shizuo glanced at the informant who had put down the little boy from earlier down and was now only holding his hand. What if the reason he came was to see the little boy? Even the flea wouldn't hurt a little kid right? The memory of the informant looming over him while oozing out bloodlust sent a chill down his spine. Shizuo's form began to tremble in anger as he continued to think. It took every ounce of self control in his being not to yell out his frustrations for all to hear. The movement alerted Shinra and Celty who didn't want to see if Izaya would finish them off despite the two others attached to him. Suddenly Shizuo's entire body relaxed causing his two companions to sweat. Now that he thought about it what possessed them to think that following Izaya to England would be a good idea? Shizuo glanced at Shinra and Celty, Shinra seemed anxious while Celty was...who knows what she was feeling the woman has no face, though by her body movements she seemed more curious than afraid. The young earl and butler were just as confused as everyone else. Ciel in particular wanted to know. He was a strategist by nature and because of that was not happy about these new variables in his life. Still, he didn't pry. Izaya looked angry when he first ran off and met the three strangely dressed people, now, he led them all back to the manor with a blank look on his face while muttering indistinctly under his breath. In a way, his blank face was more terrifying than a scowl, to Ciel at least. The only emotion he actually showed was the slight twitch of his eye brow when Ciel got too close the strangers. However, he did briefly smile after Ciel took his hand, other than that, nothing. Ciel couldn't help but glance back at the woman in black. She wore a blue and yellow helmet with cat ears, and she was holding a pitch black toy car in the palm of her hand. Ciel didn't like her. He also didn't like the toy. It seemed to produce a dark aura different from that of a demon, or at least, different from any demon he'd ever met, then again, Ciel looked back up at Izaya, he didn't know that many demons in the first place. That woman was dressed strange like the other two that arrived with her, actually Izaya dressed rather strange as well. Ciel had felt so comfortable around him he never actually realized just how strange his butler's brother really was. Once everyone had reached the manor Izaya opened the door for everyone while Sebastian took care of his master's coat and cane leaving to put them in their respected places before returning. The atmosphere grew a bit less tense as the three strangers marveled in awe of the beautiful manor suddenly feeling incredibly out of place. "Ciel," The young boy turned to look at Izaya who clled him. The informant smiled at him, but this smile felt different, it felt more guarded and unsatisfied than his usual smile. It made Ciel's heart drop. He wasn't sure why but a guilty feeling rose up in his chest. He felt at fault despite knowing that Izaya's mood had nothing to do with him. Izaya froze, there wasn't a single emotion he hadn't studied over his long life but guilt was one of his specialties. He had no idea what triggered it but he sure as hell wasn't planning on keeping it this way. Izaya knelt down so he was looking up at the boy. His lips twitched and he smiled again. Izaya thought back to all the stories Sebastian had told him about the Ciel. Looking at him now, Izaya couldn't quite see the cruel and prideful master that his brother had fought to kill for. In front of him was a beautifully broken doll that had somehow managed to continuously trigger Izaya's parental instincts and the inexplicable urge to spoil him rotten despite knowing that if it was ever discovered how much he loved the boy his brother's workload would double. Izaya glanced at the three staring at the interaction in wonder and shock. "Ciel, why don't you go on and read another chapter of that book you like so much with Sebastian while I deal with our...guests." Izaya spat out the last word as if it physically pained him to say it. The child in Ciel wanted to protest and stay with him, but the other part of him wanted answers to his questions about Izaya and who better than Sebastian to answer them. They were brothers after all. "Okay." Ciel could hear himself pouting but quickly forgot as Izaya pat his head and praised him. "Thank you." Izaya smiled again before Sebastian came over and took him away from the group. "Come along young master," Ciel walked calmly by his butler's side. When the two of them arrived to his room Ciel seemed to regain his senses as he sat down on the bed. Sighing, he took this time as an opportunity to ask Sebastian the question that was constantly in the back of his mind. "Why is it that Izaya triggers these childish emotions in me." Ciel grumbled in frustration. Sebastian sighed, "That's just how it's always been, children have always loved Izaya the most, they've always been drawn to him like moths to a flame. It's actually one of the reasons he works so hard to act childish and cruel. It's not just his nature, it's a way to drive others away and make sure he doesn't get attached. It seems as though it didn't work with you though. I'm probably the one to blame for that." Sebastian sat down next to him with a book in his hand. Ciel understood. Izaya was immortal, and humans were not. "So why does Izaya attract children?" Sebastian looked at him, book still in hand. "Why that is will forever be a mystery. Although, Kyo believes it's his scent, but personally I don't trust anything he says." Ciel's head perked up at the unfamiliar name. "Kyo?" Sebastian let out a hum while flipping through the pages of the book. "Kyo is a nickname, like Iza. Kyo is what I call our youngest brother."