JM: Ok... So I was learning a new piece on the piano from my piano lesson. The title was voice of the heart, and my teacher told something about Love and stuff.... So I thought about this. It fits right, Ciel?
Ciel: It's a nice song. I remember Sebastian teaching it to me.
JM: Oh right... You home-schooled little blue waffle.
Sebastian: My, master. Aren't you quite the ladies' man.
Ciel: ......shut up.
JM: OH RIGHT! You guys have to meet my dear Sei-chan! Sei! Meet some characters from Black Butler!
Akashi: The pleasure is mine..
*shakes Ciel's hand then turns to JM* or rather... Yours...
JM: SEI-CHAN! >///< Not here!
Akashi: Hmm... Not here? Heh. *nibbles JM's ear* Tonight then.
JM: AKASHI SEIJURO!
Akashi: Let's continue shall we?
Ciel: So that's how lovers act like?
Sebastian: Yes, milord.
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The Voice Of The Heart Op. 51 -
(PS. I'm not the one playing the piano there.)
Ciel was just having another normal day...
And by normal, it means an incredibly busy day, like always. He was about to burst especially with an aching head. Why must it always be this hectic?
"Ciel? I'm here!"
Ciel suddenly brightened up at the voice behind the door.
"Oh, (First Name). Come in, my love."
The door opened showing you with an apologetic smile and an expression which showed pity and worry for the navy-haired boy, "Ciel, please. Take a break. Just a short one. It's not normal for a 13-year-old boy to be so busy with actual work instead of being busy with something fun for a boy your age."
"Thank you for the sincere concern you are showing, love. But I'm fine."
You furrowed your brows and walked over to him and suddenly massaged his head thoroughly.
"Love, seriously. You need not to do this." Ciel protested even though he liked the feeling of his beloved making him feeling better.
"Nonsense. I know it's been hard and I want you to relax for at least just a slightest bit." You said as you moved your hands to his shoulders, which definitely made a reaction from him. He grunted and involuntarily laid back and sighed.
A few more minutes of massaging the stressed out navyette, he stopped you, saying he was fine now.
"This is one of the reasons I love you. You're there for me even when I don't want you to." He kissed your hand as you blushed, "O-Oh my. C-Ciel, I-I love you t-too."
Soon, a boy's scream of your was heard, followed by the bursting open of the doors, showing a blonde farmer of the mansion.
"Finny! What's wrong?" You asked as you approached him. He just wept and whined, "I'm so sorry, (First Name)! I tried to do what you asked, but I failed!"
