Truth and Hope or Lies and Despair

Chapter Eighteen "First Kiss"

~* Angel's POV *~

The feeling of his lips were exhilarating. I have never felt more alive. I wanted this memory to be etched in my brain, remembering how my first kiss was given away.

Before the murder, I always dreamed I would find my prince charming who would love and cherish me to the very end. We would get married, have kids, grow old and die together peacefully.

Do I like Ciel?

Perhaps I do.

But he is not mine.

Hell, this isn't even my lips that I am kissing him with.

I am merely a figment of the past. I am the happy girl, the unhurt one, that isn't even suppose to exist. I am just an annoying conscience.

He doesn't like me. He likes the strong, independent girl that helped him solve the case. It is not I who he is fascinated with.

Ciel likes Venus.

Not me. Not the girl known as "Angel".

He doesn't belong to me. I know that. But why do I feel so hurt?

Venus gets everything and she doesn't even try! Why? Why!?

Why can't I be happy?

"What's wrong?"

Ciel had such a worried expression on as he noticed a tear escape my eye. I hadn't even noticed he had pulled away from me. Why does he look worried? Is he worried about me? Or Venus?

"I want you to choose here and now," I commanded, staring at him with a fierce look, "Who do you prefer? Me or Venus?"

A mixture of shock and confusion were in his eyes. He must have seen the desperation in me as he looked away, pondering over the question. I don't know why but I felt incredibly nervous at what his decision would be.

"Venus is self-reliant, strong, brave. She and I have a lot in common. Any gentleman would be lucky to have such a remarkable lady," Ciel stated, not looking me in the eye as his cheeks flushed.

He chose Venus. I knew it. I knew he would. Then why do I feel like my heart would burst any second?

"But girls like you who are cheerful and happy, caring and hopeful aren't bad to keep either," he said softly, looking at me with an unreadable expression.

I stared at him in shock. His next words making me feel happy.

"I guess you could say that I choose both of you."

It was nice to hear that I was wanted. But... he still doesn't belong to me. Venus deserves him. She deserved a guy like him. Who am I to take him away?

I threw my arms around him, embracing him tightly. His heartbeat sped making me giggle. He slowly hugged me back, his warmth making me feel safe. I sighed in content.

He already liked Venus anyways. I shouldn't be so selfish.

"Thank you, Ciel," I whispered into his ear, my hand reaching into my pocket. I have come to a conclusion! He is going to be Venus's husband! She will thank me later...

"And judging by your reaction, that was your first kiss wasn't it?" I teased making him stutter and look nervous.

And with the last parting words, I slipped on my glasses.

"Mine as well."

~* Venus's POV *~

I could feel a weird feeling on my lips as I took control once more. Imagine my surprise that when I had, I found myself being embraced my Ciel Phantomhive. Might I also add that his face was incredibly close to mine.

His expression was also unsettling. He stared at me like I had just died and came back from the dead. His cheeks were very red as well.

I sighed, "What did Angel do this time?"

Snapping out of daze, he instantly unwrapped his arms around me and scooted backwards, almost falling off the bed. How did I end up on a bed?

"I saw Angel crush the glasses! H-How are you...?" He asked nervously, not even being able to finish the sentence.

"I keep an extra pair in my pocket," I said nonchalantly, wondering why he was freaking out at the moment. Angel must have done something.

He asked hesitantly, "You have no memory when Angel takes over?"

I nodded. A look of relief settled in his eyes, only worrying me farther.

"Uh, well, I should be going," he practically jumped off the bed and ran out of the room. I stared after him in confusion, not knowing what was wrong with him. Shrugging to myself, I laid down, trying to plan what I would do next... now that I know the Butler is a demon.

But I couldn't. I was too distracted. My lips felt so weird. I brought my finger to it and lightly poked it, wondering why I felt like this. I felt breathless for some reason, like someone had sucked the air from me. For some reason, my lips felt like... they had been touched.

The sensation left a weird excited buzzing feeling in my stomach. I shook my head, erasing these absurd thoughts and wiped my lips against my sleeve, trying to get the weird feeling to go away.

I sighed and stared up at the ceiling.

Wasn't Ciel's actions weird? Why did he seem so flushed? Why was his arms wrapped around me? What did Angel do to scare him off? Why does my lips feel weird?

Did he steal my first kiss?

My eyes widened at my question. I have no idea how that came into my mind. But the more I thought about it, the more it made sense. It would explain why Ciel was acting unsettling and why my lips feel weird. But I have no proof...

Bringing my hand to my face, I traced the outline of my lips. I fell asleep with one absurd thought in mind.

Did Ciel like it?

~*~

Earl Phantomhive made his way into his office, his face bright in embarrassment from the event that just happened. That girl, or whatever she was, kissed him! Not even Lizzy was able to accomplish this.

He plopped into his seat, trying to forget the thrilled feeling he got when he remembered the touch of her lips. He found the girl odd but at the same time intriguing.

"Young master," Sebastian appeared in front of him, his hand firmly placed on his chest as a sign of loyalty.

"What are we going to do about Ms. Faye? She knows of our secret," the butler spoke.

All the people that knew of their contract was dead. They made sure of that. Yet why does he not wish to kill her?

"Shall I dispose her?" The demon smirked.

"No," Ciel said quickly, a little too fast for the demon's liking.

"But-"

"Do I need to repeat myself?" The Earl asked sharply, narrowing his eyes at his butler, "You will obey my order whether you like it or not."

The demon's perspective of his master wavered slightly, questioning his actions. He knew that the new guest in the house had grown incredibly close to his master and dared to question if she was starting to wedge her way into his master's cold heart. Demons aren't suppose to feel anything but since Ciel was a new demon.. He was more human than others.

But nevertheless, Sebastian answered obediently, "Yes, my Lord."