Love & Hate

War

(Y/n) pov.:
   After quickly give the instrument to Claude, I made my way out of the center and away from the peering eyes of the other nobles. I always hated being in the center of attention and wanted to be free of the bonded chains that were placed on me as soon as I played the piece.
   Seeing a porch and a way out of the madness, I slipped into the shadows that lingered on the some what lighted porch. After settling in, I set my hands on the railing and looked out and over the garden the was here at the Tracy manor.
   Comparing it to the garden at the Phantomhive manor, the garden was a rather bore. The flowers did not shine like the ones in the Phantomhive garden. Even with the moon over looking the area. It really wasn't worth me being out here but it was the only place that I could hear the lovely music but stay away from the bonds of attention.
   "There you are." A soft but scolding voice split through the soft music. "I've been looking everywhere for you." The voice said again. I turned to see who owned this scolding tone.
   Ciel stood in the doorway. Looking as nice and as creepy as he did when we sat in the carriage.
   "What do you want?" I demanded. Almost adding 'you little prick' to the equation. "To have a mere dance with the fallen angel." He said and slowly strolled up to me then took my hand in his. "May I have this dance?" He asked. I wanted to kill him on the spot... but decided a simple yes would be a better situation. "Yes." I answered him.
   He took my hand and put his arm around my waist as we slowly danced to the soft, sweet and slow song.
   Though I rather not admit it, I found Ciel Phatomhive to be a cute and adorable little creature in this moon light.

Sebastian pov.:
   I watched, from a balcony, my master and little one dance alone on the porch. It angered me some but my little one seemed to be enjoying herself. From the looks of it. For all I know she may have wanted to rip his little intestines out and display them to the other guests at the ball.
   "She played a lovely piece Michaelis." The bulter of the house spoke. "Yes... I dare say it melted my heart when I heard my little one play such a sad and painful tone." I uttered while looking up to the chandelier and placing a hand over my chest. "It also melted mine Michaelis." Faustus said, making me fill with anger. "It also brought tears to my eyes and I weeped for a few moments after the song ended." I heard his grin.
   "You will never have her Faustus." I growled, allowing my eyes to change to there natural state. "Oh but I will Michealis. Unless you will battle for her." He snared, making my blood boil at the thought of his disgusting webs touch my little one. "I will battle with you for her Faustus. Tomorrow at 3 o'clock sharp we will hold this battle." I growled. "Agreed." He answered and left quickly to tend to his needy master.
   She is my daughter and will stay that way forever.

Claude pov.:
   I will make her mine... even if it kills me. I will have my precious one.