What Have I Become?

Chapter 41: The Funny Business.

(Eva's POV)

"Sebastian!" I yelled as I stared into the mirror.

Sebastian ran into the bathroom, ready to attack in his cute little boxer shorts.

"What is it lo-" he stared at me.

"Sebastian why is my hair black!" I asked frantically.

He walked closer and examined my hair. He picked up a few strands and ran it through his fingers.

"Love, I think y-you're changing into your true vampiric form." He said with a hint of surprise.

I stares into the mirror and gazed at my black hair, that was now the exact color of Sebastian's.

"I rather like it love, it suits you quite nicely." He said lovingly.

He took a long look at the rest of my body and placed a finger under his chin in thought.

"The rest of your body seems to be changing as well. You are maturing, and by the looks of it, it isn't such a bad thing." He said with a grin.

I rolled my eyes playfully and ran my fingers through my newly changed hair. Maybe this isn't such a bad thing, I'm just not used to seeing my hair so dark.

An evil plan suddenly popped in my head. I turned to Sebastian with an evil grin.

"I have an idea Sebastian."

A wide grin grew across his face as well. "I'm listening."

"Ciel will not recognize me with dark hair, let's play a little harmless prank on him." I said manically.

Sebastian nodded in agreement. "I like it. You will need a different set of clothes though, and maybe some glasses."

I nodded as well and headed over to the wardrobe. I pulled out a plain black dress with red lining the bust and the hem.

I held it up for Sebastian's approval. Once he nodded, I slipped on the dress over my lacy undergarments, that Sebastian enjoyed quite a lot.

I looked in the mirror and remembered why I liked this dress so much. It accented my curves and hugged my hips to perfection, and now that my body was changing, it looked even better.

I opened the top drawer of the dresser and pulled out a pair of black reading glasses. I put them on and looked into the mirror. I looked unrecognizable.

I turned to Sebastian and nodded my head. He placed a finger under his chin and spun his other finger around, motioning for me to turn.

I turned around in a few circles and stopped.

"I like it, I can hardly recognize you."

I giggled a little at my reflection. I looked like an old widowed schoolgirl, that shouldn't be funny, but in some terrible way it is.

Sebastian began to dress himself in his usual butler uniform. Once again, I couldn't help but stare as he got dressed.

I do not know what is wrong with me lately, but all I want to do is just tackle Sebastian. My hormones have started to race at an alarming rate here lately, but Sebastian does not seem to mind at all.