It's been a long time| Ciel x OC

Madam Red

Lel. I've been away from this story for nearly half a year, and I feel like the entire thing is half-assed so I'm not sure if I should continue. Please leave a comment to tell me your thoughts. Thank you! (The storyline's gonna be wack again cause I don't want to reread the manga again. i lazy :P

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Cana P.O.V

As we neared the manor,  I used the chance to gather more information on the case. There wasn't much to be found however, and I ended up staring out the window most of the time. The carriage suddenly stopped and I flew out of my seat into the opposite wall.

"CUT THE CRAP OUT WILL YOU? BLOODY DEMON FREAKING GO BACK TO WHERE YOU CAME FROM!" I screamed, holding my nose. Said person appeared in the doorway, rubbing his chin.

"Oh dear, it seems I have angered the young lady once again," he commented. I growled in anger and stomped out of the carriage.

We approached the manor in a solemn manner, Ciel first, then me, then the demon.  Ciel stepped forward and rapped his knuckles against the huge wooden doors and stepped back. There was a moment of silence before a loud hustling was heard and the door creaked open. A timid man poked his head out, his limp hair falling against his forehead.

"Ah...um..." he stammered. Suddenly, a woman in bright red appeared behind him, a great smile on her face.

"My dear nephew! Why, Ciel its been far too long!" She then stepped forward and swept him into a hug. I watched in amusement as his face began to turn blue from lack of air. "Oh? And who is this young lad?" She asked. I was about to curtsy when I realized she had called me a boy.

"What?" I asked. "Ah hell naw, lady. Do I look like a boy to you?" Just because I wear shorts and have my hair under my hat does not mean I look like a guy. I mean, I could tell your butler was a guy and his hair is longer than mine! The madam gave me a once over before frowning. A determined look came over her face and she grabbed my wrist.

"Oh, a young lady dressed like this? This will not do!" She pulled me into her manor, leaving Ciel and Sebastian with her trembling butler.

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"Yah! You are not coming near me with that thing!" I yelled, inching away from madam Red. She waved the corset in my face. 

"Come on, If you want to take Ciel away from Elizabeth, you've got to do better than that!" She replied. My jaw dropped.

"For heaven's sake, is anyone sane around here? Why in the world would I want Ciel? Lizzy's my best friend! And that's just plain creepy!" I exclaimed. Madam Red shushed me before forcefully stripping me and tying the corset around me. Before I had time to even breathe, she yanked a pale yellow dress over my head before pushing me down into a chair and styling my brownish hair.

"To a girl, beauty is everything," She said. She sounded a bit forlorn, as if she was reminiscing her past. Once she finish tying my hair into a half ponytail, she grabbed my arm and dragged me out to the living room where Ciel and the pedo butler were waiting.

"So? How does she look?" Madam Red asked. The replies were unenthusiastic. I sighed and flopped down in the sofa across from Ciel before accepting a cup of tea from the mess Madam Red called a butler. Something about him felt off, but I couldn't place my finger on it.

"Madam Red, What do you think about Jack the Ripper?" Ciel asked. Madam Red shrugged.

"I've only just been informed about the case as well." She replied. As Sebastian entered the room, her eyes lit up. "Mr. Butler, still as handsome as ever!" She giggled, spanking the demon. I stared blankly before face palming, all rationality lost.

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We reached the conclusion that the Undertaker, whomever he was, would be the best place to visit regarding the case. The second conclusion was, well, let's say I'm not drinking anything Grell is making anytime soon. 

The carriage rumbled to a stop and we climbed out. We were standing in front of a small creepy shop. Ciel walked confidently into the small business, calling out for the undertaker as he went. The shop was empty besides the many coffins littering the ground. Ciel called for the Undertaker again, his voice echoing around the dark chamber. A high pitched giggling started around the chamber, leaving most in a state of fear. Grell hid behind a coffin while Ciel stared on boredly. I'll admit. I was unnerved as well.

"Boo." A deep voice whispered behind me. Grell let out a high pitched scream as I was lowkey freaking the fu out. I let out a battle cry before bringing my leg straight up in a kick directly aiming at his ****, ripping my dress in the process. As he fell to the ground, I only thought of one word.

Shit.