Never Perfect (Ciel x Lizzy, Sequel To Happiness)

His Butler, Suffer.

Warning: This chapter may be a bit disturbing. Torture is depicted, nothing too bad though.

Listen to the song to ease the bad aura of this chapter. It's "I Wanna Be Adored," by The Stone Roses.

Ciel's P.O.V.

My wife cried, weeped. I hadn't seen her cry this badly since their funeral.

Shed only cried this bad a few times (not counting tears of joy): Madame Red's Funeral, Hantai's Death, when she first returned with no child, her parents funeral, and now.

Her body nearly shook from all the sobs and I felt nothing but anger towards Tatiana. Towards all the people who wronged her, made her suffer.

It was a few moments later when she calmed, slowly pulling away. I wiped a few of her tears away, and she gave me a sad smile. "I'll be fine." She assured me, hugging me one more time.

Elizabeth hasn't changed very much throughout the years. She still is sensitive, caring, annoying (in a good way), beautiful, and wonderful. I despise people, everyone in all honesty. Yet Elizabeth manages to be the exception (and my son), she doesn't deserve this.

"I'll take care of her." I told her, slightly pulling away.

Elizabeth pulled me back again. "Ciel, don't kill her. Turn her in. Killing her won't bring them back." She told me, cupping my cheek.

I pulled away. "She is a criminal." I knew this conversation had deeper meaning but I reasoned. "I have to."

The blonde frowned but nodded. "Okay. Just, not here." I was about to protest but she continued.

"Our child is here.." She told me, pulling me to her again. I sighed but gave her a nod.

"Alright." I pressed my lips to her forehead. "Have a bath and go to bed. I'll be back before you wake up tomorrow morning."

Elizabeth held me close and gave me a light kiss on the cheek. "Be safe.." She whispered.

"Sleep well, love.." I whispered in return, kissing the top of her head.

*****

Tied to a chair, my victim woke up. First she struggled for a long time before noticing me. "Where am I?" Tatiana questioned, fear in both her eyes and her voice.

I didn't answer, instead I took a seat across from her. "If you know what is good for you, I suggest you don't speak." I warned, cupping her pretty face with my hand.

Tears filled her eyes and I smiled. "I've never laid a hand on a woman. I swore to never hit a lady. But you, my dear are no lady. I'm itching to hear you scream." I told her and she began to cry.

In all honesty though, I didn't want to hit her. Elizabeth would have my head if she knew I wanted to torture this girl.

"Spare me the tears, Tatiana." I let her face go, rolling my eyes.

"You don't have to do this." She pleaded, her Italian accent coming through. "I love you.."

I nearly laughed. "You are a delusional girl. Elizabeth told me how you felt for me."

"You deserve to suffer. Do you have any idea what you put my wife through? My family?" I questioned, standing now.

I paced in front of her and stopped when she said, "I'm sorry."

"I nearly lost my wife because of you. I thought I had lost my son because of you. You took my wife's parents away." I told her and she flinched on my first sentence.