Black Butler : Twin Souls(might continue)

Chapter 10:[Funeral] and Chapter 11

{At the Church}

Ciel and Sebastian arrived, as the sound of the church bell rang through out the building.The noise was reverberating so loudly, that it reached outside of the it's very walls. Soon after the heavy depressing sound of the organist at his piano began to play inside, as three little children stood behind the gates peering through the metal confused. Standing in front of the doors, with patient eyes, Sebastian examined Ciel cautiously before proposing any suggestions.

I was clutching onto her red dress firmly in hand, Sebastian made is way over to the door. Once he opened it I was welcomed by the horrible comments about my being late and not coming to see my own Aunt's funeral. The uproar had begun to increase at a large rate as I started for the hall. At this point, not only did they talk about how rude it had been for me, but they had started making more of a fuss about sister not showing up. That made my feet stop halfway down the carpet. The pews only for a breif moment had become silent. Focusing on the rest of the attenders, at the very front row to the right of me, Elizabeth had been standing there with both hands at her side. She stared at me somberly, dressed in a black dress that didn't really suit her natural happy go lucky colorful dresses. With a hat on her head, the laced veil partly hid her face almost covering up her sad green eyes. I could already tell just by looking at her pale expression ,that she too had been wondering where Helci had been. Biting down on my lip, I headed straight for the casket which carried Aunt Red's body. Now, she had been lying down with closed eyes and her folded hands up to her chest as if she was praying.

"You two, should've never been born!" "Let...go" "Love is chosen to the people that God permits...you know nothing..."

Staring down at her, I recalled all of what she had said yesterday before she was being torn to shreds inside out by that reapers's death scythe. Her eyes from before were wide open and filled with agony and regret...now they were calm and shut as if she had been sleeping silently...softly...in the dress that was a pure white color. It's silly...that dress...that color...

"That color doesn't suit you. You should be put in the dress, with the color that does. Red, the color of spider lilies in the Fields near the river on a beautiful sunset."

Throwing over the red dress that she wore so often over her body, the picture of her had been preserved. The name in which she had called herself, Madame Red. In doing so there had stirred chattering in the pews. It wasn't the color red that she claimed to despise....but the fact that it was that very color that had caused so much ruin....those words weren't my own....just then. The room was left in ambience again...as the door had swung itself open, letting in all the spider lilies that scattered in the air and around Madame red decorating the inside of the casket. Suddenly...the sound of the Violin being played caught my attention....this song...it wasn't the one that I told Sebastian to play...it was...

"What...."

Racing my head back to the entrance door, there she was. She actually decided to come, after all....and she made her own composition as well. Not only did I see the smile on her face, as the tears were now leaving it, but a smile had been brought on mine as well. She hadn't been crying out of sorrow anymore..but in tears of Joy. The lament of the organ had been replaced with an even more joyous sound...how Ironic

The members of the pews, all stood up and shared in their own sentimental feuds among themselves. I had only been able to focus on the will she had conjured up to show here. Sister, lifted up her head towards me and let out a small laugh.

"Helci, I'm glad you made it."

From the corner of my eye, I spotted Claire who was crying tears herself or more ..they weren't really sad tears..but touched cries as she frantically wailed causing more of an enough scene.