Black butler Drabbles

Flames by ciel phantomhive

Each time I look into your eyes, it's like I am being drowned, Suffocated. Then again, if it were your hands around my neck, pushing me down beneath the sea, I would not mind it. eyes burning a fiery red, never ceasing to remind me of those flames. yes, if not for those flames I would not have this everlasting aching in my chest, like my lungs have been set ablaze. coughing out the smog, of those now distant memories. Smooth fingers running across my cheek, through my hair. leaving a stinging sensation behind, never ceasing to remind me that this can not be. That you, and i, can not be. The world wouldn't allow such an infidelity, and why not? Because the world is cruel, Sebastian. you have seen that, I know that much must be so. Then will we continue on, mindlessly ignoring the intensity of this feeling. of being drowned time, and time again? Or shall we rebel, telling society they can not keep us on a leash? Perhaps we will take their standards, and ridicule them. how ungentlemanly, no? You wouldn't allow such a thing to take place. not from i. Ah, but I can not forget your inability to relay such emotions. you're a beast, a demon, they say. but I see so much more, what stories lie behind those mysterious eyes? It seems only time will tell. what a shame that time seems to slip from under my feet before I can attain the chance to ask it. a shame indeed. Then won't you tell me? No, it doesn't seem to be quite that simple. very well, I can hold my tongue. remain as if I saw nothing more, nothing under this thick, yet slowly thinning surface. It would not be the first time I've turned my nose up at something. my chest continues to burn, and you throw gasoline into the pit of flames. how cruel the world truly is.