♥ Blackheart ♥

Watchful eye

*Sigh*

*Sigh*

"Hhhhgggg"

"Huh?" I open my eye's. I'm a little confused and blink some more, ah I see. I'm back home, just one of those times where I forget and don't instantly remember where I am. I'm laying in my bed comfortably with the door ajar where Blackheart could make sure I was okay. Blackheart was facing the other way and eating some cereal. He lifted his head upwards and turned around to smile quickly, seemingly sensing my conscious presence. I stretched in the sunlight and returned the smile. Portraying a concerned slightly angry face, I raise my voice.

"Hey!! Did I say you could eat that cereal?" His face turned pale white and he dropped his spoon in his cereal, I began playfully giggling.

"Awhh, I'm just messing with you" His face regained it's peaceful state and he smirked. Phew, glad he took that the right way. Knowing that his personality was an uncharted territory, I realise that it could have been fatal.

I got up to shut the door so I could get changed, while I was up I spoke.

"Morning, just gonna get dressed"

He began to speak, I try to listen intently.

Without properly looking down I feel a warm, yet hard fabric against my body. I turn to face myself in the mirror. I am greeted with myself in a long black, mens coat. It is oversized and makes me look like a small child. I begin to giggle, which then turns into a laugh. His voice quietens and I realise he has stopped speaking for I have interrupted him. I cough to clear my throat, smiling to myself I apologise.

"Morning" He replies. I shut the door and get dressed. When I was done I opened the door again to see that Blackheart had made me a bowl of cereal. He turned around, smiled and patted down to the chair next to him signalling me to sit next to him.

For some reason I found myself blushing and so I begin walking to the chair and sit down.

"Well, I guess I should begin explaining" he spoke.

Now I've never been the type to avoid a conversation and change the subject, I never understood why some would. "My father's name is Mestopholis...." Now I understood. I glanced around and saw that he had truly cleaned up the house, just like he said he would. It was just as he promised. His word's missed my ear's as he continued to speak, I changed the subject immediately, if he was to speak of something unhuman. I don't think I could take it just now, it's far too much for me to comprehend I'm not sure I truly want to know.

The morning seemed to appear cheerful. I wanted it to stay that way.

"Ah, I....I see you cleaned the apartment" He knew what I was trying to do.... He sighed and his eye's darkened, he was doing well to control his anger. So.... So dark.

"You're changing.... The subject...."  I now sighed too. Now that I think about it, anyone else would be afraid but I understood him entirely that he wasn't trying to scare me. "Well, you're changing colour, humans don't do that Blackheart". He became angrier, face becoming a grey, blue mix. He understood now that I had caught on to far more than he thought I had.

I was honest with him now, I hate liars so I wouldn't become one.

"Look" I sigh, becoming more sincere. "Blackheart I'm not sure I'm entirely ready to discuss this yet, you must understand that this is a large deal to cope with"

His face became calm once again, perhaps even.... Sympathetic.... Hmmm.

"Okay, I understand, but look, we'll talk about it eventually, we have to" I lower my head, we?. The word echoes in my mind almost making forget how to speak.

"I.... I'm sorry though" He takes his arm and strokes the side of my face with his right hand and gently lifts my head upwards to face him and smile's. Shuddering slightly, the air is stolen from my lungs. I look into his eyes. I feel ice crawling it's way up to my left ear, I gasp and lean backwards in shock.

"Huh?"

"Ah, I'm sorry sometimes, somehow I forget. That's to be explained as best as I possibly can later, I promise. Besides it's fine I have all the time in the world" he smiles. I smile back. He is confident with those words, without even asking me how long I would allow him to be accommodated here. It's like he knows he can take anything he wants from me, that concerns me. Upon further thought, actually he has taken all that he wants.... hasn't he?

The more I stare, the more I notice his eyes. So underestimated I can't seem to take my eyes away. Just one more second 'Just another moment longer' My thought's are swiftly interrupted "Claudia, Claudia are you okay?"

He seems fairly confused while shoving another spoonful of cereal into his mouth, I snap out of it "Hm? Oh, my apologies, I just spaced out" I  begin eating breakfast with my lie unquestionably swallowed. Thanking him for making me a bowl of cereal too. I feel slight guilt. I did not space out at all.