The New Host [OHSHC x Kuroshitsuji]

The Funeral...

Shortly after the amazing date from Ciel, you had a letter in the mail. This is from your foster mother's work. You were surprised, your mother was supposed to come home tomorrow. However, when you tore open the envelope....

To: Residents of ______________

Dearest,
We are saddened to inform you with terrible news. Our jet has crashed in the desert of Arizona in the United States. There were no survivors. We grieve for your loss. Rest in peace Lily Haninozuka.

Sincerely,
Hazelroot Department Store Management

Your mother... Is dead? Grief took over you, with large sobs coming out of the front door of you apartment, and you realized, No one is there. Waiting for me to come home, making dinner. I am alone.

Ciel's POV
I heard sobbing coming out of (y/n)'s door when I came home from school. She wasn't there today, claimed it was "family business". Her door was wide open, and it looks as if it had been open the entire day. I peeked inside to see a letter lying on the floor, and hearing (y/n) cry a little. She whispered "Mom... Mom..." A human's emotions aren't really that bad compared to a demon's emotions. Any demon could feel her pain. She looked a little messed up, her hair still neat. She was in her uniform, so it looked like she intended to go to school. She kept whispering "Mom come back..." and sobbing afterwards. I walked in, and picked up the letter on the floor. Once I saw it, I could feel my eyes filling with tears, but I quickly wiped them away. I went down to (y/n)'s level, and tried to calm (y/n) down. She whispered "We need to plan a funeral."

~time skip brought to you by pervy Sebby~

Today was the day. The day where we had to say our last goodbyes to (y/n)'s mother. She used to take care of us before Sebastian was old enough to watch me. She was really sweet. I did though, tell (y/n) to wear red. That was her mother's favorite color. We decided to wait because we had a surprise, since she was so close to us. We waited, and then the doors flew open, and red rose petals flew through the door. Like the damn host club. Everyone was looking at the two silhouettes standing at the door. We both walked down, and I carried a red dress that (y/n) picked out. We both stood out in a red dress, and I had a red rose in my suit pocket. My hair was done in a neat way, thanks to (y/n). I could see (y/n) filling with tears as we laid the red dress down in the coffin. We did those "eulogies" and said our last words as her mother was buried. I had to calm (y/n) down, especially because she's been packing up.

Hello again! I'm sorry for this like RIGHT AFTER a happy thing. But hey, cliffhangers am I rite? Anyway see ya! *jumps into car*