True Lover

Him, A true Lover

"I, (F/N) Metaphore am daughter of Darick and Claire Phantomhive hereby change my name back to (Y/N) Phantomhive." I said proudly to him.

He smiled ear to ear. Happy that one of his family members was back. But who am I actually to him? Well, I'm actually his distant cousin. My name is originally (Y/N) Phantomhive but since I'm betrothed to him, my mother and father decided to change my name to (F/N) Metaphore even though I'm his distant cousin. I didn't mind thou. It was a very good name and I grew to love it until he knew. As soon as he knew, he asked me to change back to (Y/N) Phantomhive and so I did.

Here I am smiling proudly to my betrothed. I love him. He's my savior, best friend, family and lover. He was the one that saved me from my misery. I can't thank him enough for what he's done to me.

A sudden touch startled me, pulling me back to reality. I turn to my side, seeing him with a worried look. I smile softly and stand closer to him. Slowly, I lean my head on his shoulder. A hand  rested on top my head, rubbing and patting it gently. I smile sadly to him. Today, marks 18 years of me living in this world  and 10 years  of my parents' death. Him and I have a lot in common. Like our parents.

My parents died when I was 8 whilst him, his parents died when he was 10. I changed my name when I was 7. I only knew that I was betrothed to him was at the age of 10. He was 12 at that time. That day, I found out I was betrothed to him since birth by our parents.

He thought I was like every ordinary girl - loves pink, girly and all but I proved him wrong. When we first met, I was this cold, emotionless, dark girl. I wasn't your typical cheerful girl. No sir-ry bob. I was also quite mature for my age. I mean, girls at my age would be playing around, laughing, goofing off but I wasn't like that. How can I goof around when I have loads of work from the Queen and company to finish? Believe it or not, I took my family's job which was The Queen's Vile Snake. We slowly became friends to best friends and from best friends we became lovers and finally as a couple - a husband and wife.

As soon as I knew he was my betrothed, he asked me to move in with him. At first, I refuse but after loving his company I agreed. From there on, we started to do everything together. Our pile of work, cases. We would handle them together. No matter what circumstances, I was by his side except if I was sick or roughly injured from yesterdays case. Many people started calling us 'The Fierce Tigers" since the first case we solved together.

'Get in our way and you're finished.' That was our stand.

I look at the two tombstones in front of me. One said Darick Phantomhive while the other was Claire Phantomhive. Mother and Father.

Slowly, I bent over letting my palm touch one of them. The first one I touched was mothers'. I really adore mother. She was my model of life. She was the perfect mother anyone could ever had. With her beauty, soft delicate personality, her sooth calming voice that still haunts my mind. Those magnificent (M/E/C) orbs of hers. Oh god. She was the one that always have my back. Every problem, every teary moment I would share with her first. Tears start to roll down of my cheek. Everytime I would remember her, this would always pop up in my mind.

"(Y/N), remember. Happiness is within the deep heart of a person. Cheer up, alright? I love you forever... and I'm sorry .."

That was the last thing she said before she died in my arms. I was 8, crying for help. Crying for them. I wanted them to survive but as they say, not all wishes come true and this was the example of it. A heavy sigh escaped from my lips. Next is my fathers'. Now, father and I weren't that close. Don't get me wrong. I love him and all. Well, used to love him. I loved him before he started abusing me. It was all of a sudden actually. One day, he was angry and the next thing I knew, he started whipping me hard. Thou, mother didn't knew his habit of releasing anger on me until at the very last minute of her life. Everytime I picture him, all I could remember is that whip whipping me hard until my body bleed.

My body starts trembling. Firm hands gently grab my shoulders as my body tenses up with his touch. No, Cath. Remember who's touch this is. This is his touch not fathers. Having that in mind, my muscles start to relax. A smile crept on my face and swiftly I kiss him a thank you kiss on the cheek. His cheeks start to blush from the sudden kiss. To this, I giggle. From our first touch till now, he still blushes at every touch, hug, kiss I give him. It's time to go. Before I go, I pulled a white rose from my dress pocket and put it on their graves and also a kiss on their tombstones. Goodbye, father and mother.

See you again, someday.

- Time skip -

Phantomhive Manor

I'm sitting on the sofa, reading a book until a soft pair of hands cup my eyes.

"Can you guess who this is, Mrs. Phantomhive?" He says with a more low pitched voice. I giggle and put my hands on top of his while making a humming sound, pretending to guess.

"Let me see .. is this a person that I love very much even the sky isn't the limit of it?" I answer with a curious funny tone. He laughs and kisses the top of my head softly. I close my eyes, enjoying his lovely touches.

"Happy birthday my love. I'm sorry for wishing it late." He adds a sad tone at the end. I giggle at his tone.
"Well, you should be." I give him a fake pout. He laughs while sitting close to me. He faces me with a mischevious grin on his lips.

"Well then, what should I do to change that pout of yours?" Oh dear lord. His voice was so .. alluring .. husky like he is seducing me. No, he IS seducing me.

"I don't know. How about something fun?" I bit my lips and wink at him. His grin grows wider. He slowly leans in closer and stops just a centimetre from my face. I could feel his breath tickling my neck.

"Then, how about this?" Without an answer, he smashs his lips onto mine. I close my eyes, enjoying the savoiring kiss. I kissed back with passion drive in me. My arms slowly wrapping around his neck whilst his is securely around my waist.

We kissed for a while before pulling away for air.

"Is a kiss and a hug all I could get?" I fake pout again. Actually, I didn't care if it was because for me, the best thing I could get on every birthday is spending time with him, the one I truly love and married to. He laughs while shaking his head as in a 'no'.

"Of course not. We'll have dinner with your favorite meals. Just the two of us, outside at the garden .. a table for two." He smugs. I chuckle and hug him tightly.

"Thank you, Ciel. Even if you didn't make those dinner arragements, I's still love you, ya know." I smile happily as hot tears start filling my eyes. All my lofe, I just wanted one thing, which was being loved or love a person dearly and now I'm proudly saying my wish became true. I finally found a person to love and being loved by.

"Still, I want to make this night special especially fot you, my love." Ciel leans in closer, connecting our foreheads together. My lips curve into a smile. I put my hands on top of his, squeezing them gently. Indeed, my wish became true. I now have found my true lover.

My one and only lover, Ciel Phantomhive,

END

Extra Note : (F/N) - False Name
                         (Y/N) - Your Name
                         (M/E/C) - Mother's eye colour