Yes My Lord (Black butler Fan Fiction)

The Roses

Sebastian, Ciel and I walked back to the carriage which was parked far from the alley way we had come from.  Ciel was in a daze, and his face was frozen in a grim frown. Who could blame him? As for Sebastian, he walked silent and tall just behind his master, his eyes never leaving him unless he was glancing over his shoulder at me to make sure I was there. I could sense that he had wanted to say something, but instead he stayed quiet and monitored his scarred little Lord.

Once we reached the mansion, Sebastian left to put Ciel to bed immediately. The fatigue was practically radiating off of our master from the moment we left the alley way. I had the urge to check on him but it wasn't my place so I retreated to my room until further notice.

That night, all was quiet for a while so I decided to take a bath and clean all the blood off of myself. I began undressing and thats when I remembered the wound on my shoulder blade. I winced at the pain and sighed as I realized that I would have to walk through the manor to find someone to clean and stitch it up.

With a groan, I pulled myself off the bed and walked to the door. The hard wood floors chilled my feet as I lazily walked. The hallways were dim and cold, and strangely lonely. Or maybe that was just me.

Looking back at my young masters reaction to the loss of his last blood family made me realize that I have had yet to experience that sort of pain in particular. Sure, I had lost many that I loved, but I never really had a family. I couldn't really mourn the loss of a family I didn't ever have or at least know. As I thought to myself, my eyes stuck to the dark ground until something to my side had caught my attention. A set of windows within the hall way looking down at a vast garden that faded into erie forest. I stopped to gaze down at the garden which was almost barely visible due to the loss of sun. All that was there to illuminate my point of interest was the full moon above me.

There was much to see, flowers and bushes and trees. But what mainly caught my attention was the vast amount of a variety of roses, yellow and red and pink. They were absolutely lovely especially within the moons glow.

"Lovely aren't they?" I heard a voice break the silence of the Phantomhive halls, and I looked towards the voice only to meet with the feeling of disgust as I saw Ash staring across the four foot wide hallway at me.

"You again. I still have time to decide so cant you leave me be?" I asked turning away from him as I snapped out at him. He snickered and stepped closer to me from behind, then gently and condescendingly reached his hand out and pulled back the hair that rested against my neck and chest, which revealed my wound. His gloved fingers brushed against the sore skin around it and up along my neck. He continued to do so as he spoke. "You see, I've changed my mind. I want my answer tonight, Maria." He said in a hushed and cunning tone. The air escaped my lungs and I whipped my body to face him, my long hair brushing against his face as I turned. I was furious, and my eyes were wide with anger.

"You can't just 'Change your mind'. You told me a certain time, stay true to your word you disgraceful lunatic. " I growled, challenging his ego. Ash's grin twitched and his eyes narrowed. He reached his hand out and grabbed my shoulder with incredible force, and I whimpered, but held my ground, glaring into his lavender eyes.  At this, he only gripped harder, and shook me, pulling me even closer to his face. 

"You listen to me, Mutt, you obey me like your pathetic life depends on it, and it does. Decide or else..." He trailed off, acid dripping from his words. His hand slowly moved to the small of my back and pressed me harder to him. He then reached to my wound and pressed against it, and I winced at the pain shooting across my back in waves. His grin grew at my reaction. I began to breathe rapidly in a panic. I didn't want to have to make up my mind, not now, not ever. This damned angel couldn't control me, I couldn't let him. I fought my whole life to have control over myself, and even when I accepted the job of working for Ciel, I took into consideration the fact that Ciel didn't seem to mind me and who I was personally, as long as I got the occasional job I was asked to do done, and done to his liking. 

I looked down, at the floor we stood on, at the hem of my dress, anything but Ash's eager eyes. Those eyes that held a slight craze in them and a deep twisted corruption that yearned to escape. He shook me. "Maria!" I closed my eyes in response, tightly. 

"Fine."

A silence crept into the dark hallway. "What?" Ash said, his eyes slightly wider than before. "Fine." I growled. "Ill marry you. Just leave this manor alone." I said in a softer tone, defeated. I looked up at Ash who stared down at me. I saw slight disappointment in his eyes, but mainly a great amount of satisfaction and excitement. 

Ash removed his hand from my wound and back to small of my back, and the hand that gripped my shoulder moved to my clenched fist and he forced his hand into mine. "Splendid." He cooed in my ear before be began to force me around the small hallway in a sloppy waltz. We stopped where we began and he looked me in the eyes, his teeth flashing in the moon light. My eyes began to well up in humiliation and fear and so much more. "You have pleased the lord, Maria. I promise I wont hurt you," He looked away and smirked. "too much." He gave me a taunting smile before pressing his lips to mine, hard. His lips slamming against mine were painful and when he pulled away, my hand flew to my lips to find blood dripping from an impact wound he had created. He laughed at me and disappeared into the cold, black air.

At first everything was quiet as the dead, and I held my breath the best I could in an attempt to hold back my tears. Soon enough, though, my breath came out in sporadic outbursts and I began to sob as I collapsed onto the ground before the window. I'd never felt more alone than when the roses watched me cry from the garden.