Lady And The Demon (Black Butler Fanfiction)

14. Jayce Phantomhive

As we leave the Trancy Manor,

I notice Ana at the back of our group. She looks a little... Un-Ana like. I never thought I'd see Ana look a little sad. I guess I'll talk to her later.

We climb into the carriage and wait for Sebastian to close the door.

"Come along Ana." He says. Ana ignores him and continues walking. She walks past the carriage and keeps going on.

"Ana?" Ashley asks. Ana stops then a black smoke starts to surround her.

"Ana!" I exclaim. "What's happening to her?"

"She's changing form." Ashley says.

When the smoke lifts, a huge black panther stands where Ana stood. It looks back at us, then takes off into the woods.

Sebastian moves to go after her but Ashley stops him.

"Don't." She says.

"Why not?" He asks.

"Because, instead of talking to her, you might get the urge scratch behind her ears." Ashley says. Sebastian sighs in defeat.

"Fine. You go after her." He says.

Ashley nods and starts running. Then, out of thin air, she turns into a huge tiger. She runs into the woods after Ana. Sebastian closes the door and climbs onto the bench. We start moving back towards our estate.

***

I sit out the garden, thinking about what happened at the Trancy estate. Why would Celeste need a contract? Though she is my sister, I literally know nothing about her. All I know, when I was two, she just appeared. She looks so much like father, with her dark blue hair, her bright blue eyes, the sharp features. While I take after my mother. Dark hair, green eyes, wise personality. There's no way Celeste could be from my mother. Yet, from who did she come from?

Meow.

What?

Meow.

I feel something rub against my legs and look down. A black kitten looks up at me. A kitten? Did Sebastian get a cat?

Meow. Meow.

I lean down and scratch behind its ears causing it to pur. It looks at me again. Then I notice something. It has red eyes. Just like...

"Ana?" I whisper. The cat changes form and before me, a teenage demon appears.

"It was the eyes wasn't it?" Ana asks.

"Yeah." I chuckle.

"Damn. I was enjoying the scratching." Ana says, sitting down. I sit next to her, chuckling. She smiles at me.

"So you're a panther." I say. She nods.

"Yeah." She says. We sit in silence for a minute. I must ask.

"Ana?" I ask.

"Yes?"

"Why are you upset?" I ask. She sits quietly for a minute.

"It's nothing you have to worry about. It's nothing." She says.

I open my mouth to say something, but shut it, not wanting to make her angry.

"But you're okay?" I say.

"Yeah, I'll be fine." She says. I nod and look over the garden.

"Finny does a good job around here doesn't he?" She asks. I nod.

"Yeah. The garden is my favorite place on the estate. It's very peaceful." I say. Ana nods and looks around the garden. I try to avoid it, but I keep finding my gaze on her lips. The way they move when she talks. The way the bottom lip is tugged between her teeth when she's in thought. I find her lips more mesmerizing than her eyes.

"Jayce?"

I break my trance and look at her.

"What?" I ask.

"Why are you staring me?" She inquires.

"Uh, I don't know." I say.

"You don't know, or you're too embarrassed to tell me." Ana smirks. I feel my cheeks heat up at the remarks.

"Ana." I say. She looks at me in question.

"Um..."

"What is it?" She asks. I hesitate.

"Jayce. I won't get mad. What is it?" She says.

"Can I kiss you?" I ask. Ana's red eyes widen at the question. She looks at the estate to see if anyone is watching. She sighs and looks at me.

"Yeah." She says. I scoot closer and move strands her black hair out of her face. I lean forward and gently connect our lips together. She returns it, hesitantly.

I know why she's so hesitant. Sebastian. Sebastian is very strict when it comes to this type of stuff, especially if it has to do with Celeste, my father and me. Sebastian almost killed Greyson when he had tried to make a move on Ana.

She pulls way quickly.

"Ana?" I ask.

"I can't do this. I'm sorry. I have to go." Ana says. She glances upward and then takes off. I don't understand what she's scared of. Then I look up and my stomach drops.

Ashley Hanale is looking out the window.

At me.

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