What Am I?(Black Butler fanfic)

-3- Help Me

We were sitting in the carriage riding through the town, and I had to blend in better, so I wore a light blue and white dress with pearls, but the thing that bothered me most was the corset.

How do people live in this thing?

It's like an anaconda it's squeezing my guts out.

I think Sebastian saw me pulling at it, because he grabbed my hand.

"It's not good for a young lady to pick at her corset."

I sighed.

I saw a person standing in the alley way.

I saw wisps of white hair flailing around, they looked familiar, but I shook it off.

I looked down at my copper locket.

Sebastian gave me a hard time for wearing it, but I will always wear it.

Always

We reached a small building in a dark area of the town.

The sign had a skull and bone on it, and it read "Undertaker".

We walked inside and I heard faint giggling.

"Oh Lord Phantomhive you always comeback and you never get any taller, Teehee."

I saw Ciel frown.

"I don't have time for idle chat Undertaker. Now, we need information about the recent murders."

I saw a man with long grey hair and a strange hat atop his head walk out of the shadows, and made me jump.

"Heehee you know the drill. Tell me something that'll make me smile, heehee"

Ciel growled.

"Young Lord?"

He looked at me.

"I have a joke."

He nodded.

Before I said anything else I felt Sebastian's lips touch my ear gently which sent shivers down my spine.

"Any joke will work, even if it is utterly ridiculous."

I smiled.

I have a great joke, my brother told it to me many years ago

"Does your shoe have a hole in it?"

I saw the undertaker look at his shoes.

"No."

"Then how did you get your feet into it?"

I heard Ciel face palm behind me.

It took the Undertaker a moment, but then he laughed softly. It was gradually getting louder and louder,  soon enough Sebastian covered Ciel's ears.

It had gotten so loud it dug into my brain.

I stiffened and I fell backwards falling unconscious.

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"Raven! Do you want to play hide and seek?"

I asked looking at my brother's best friend.

"Sure!"

Today was my eighth birthday, Raven and Akin said that we would play games all day.

Raven moved his dark colored hair out of his face.

He always told me to call him Raven because that was his nickname.

I never really knew his real name.