Fan-Fiction Title: Ecstasy
Pairing: Michaelis, Sebastian x Phantomhive, Ciel [Kuroshitsuji]
Circle/Author: Takayashi, Haru
Language: English
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The roof the large scale mansion decorated itself with the little crystal droplets of rain, crystals that shone as brightly against the full moonlight. Rays of moonlight sparkled on every angle of the greenhouse, illuminating silhouettes of the greenery. The big plot of land was dead silent, pin-drop silent. Although it was only evening, the sky was sucked into the abyss of darkness where an unusual number of days resided.
Odd, you say?
This mansion wasn't an ordinary mansion, it belonged to one of the most noble, prestigious families in London. A family with great power; that if it's former heir was alive, the family would be the greatest living threat to rebellion communities against the queen, the family who could raise an army capable of standing against the queen
The family of Phantomhive.
The fairest eyes, from legends old.
Of brightest blue, ringed with power...
The power of intelligence, and revenge.
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The wvyern-carved door of the mansion illuminated the glows of the candles lighted in the hallways, it's barbed tail glistening along with the light. It was as silent in the the depths of the large housing, with only the creaking of metallic wheels sliding across the velvet red carpet.
There was a clink of fine glass alongside with thundering footsteps, approaching the intimidating door. The owner of the footsteps paced in rhythmic steps, the ends of his trousers inching away from his shoes as they slid on the fine leather. His gloved hands, so slender, grazed along the steel handles of the cart, curling his fingers around it firmly. A wicked smirk lined his lips, and a soft chuckled escaped them.
My, My... The young master never changes, leaving the door open like that. The demonic man laughed. He's letting his guard down, for this many times in years.
The restless noises halted before the side of the door, before the hinges creaked in irritation as the door was gently pushed open.
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A bright light engulfed the servant, but he didn't flinch at the blinding rays. The cart silently rolled across the marble floor inside the bedroom, and approached the figure covered in pure, white sheets.
His old habits never change, but the young master sure has changed.
The tall man was sitting up on his king-sized bed, which was decorated with shades of vintage red and violet. He occupied the very middle of the large bed, his legs tucked in the sheets in warmth. Eyes of brilliant blue and glowing purple fixated on a book volume, his thin fingers tracing the gold engravings on the book spine. The young man's blue hair- Gods above; so smooth and delicate, of perfect shade of blue, draped over his relaxed shoulders and down his chest. His expression formed a scowl with a slight furrow of his eyebrows. Although the door was threw open so obviously, the man didn't look up from his work.
"Young master, I've brought tea." Sebastian spoke up, halting beside the bed. "Just per your request."
Ciel stole a quick glance at his butler before giving out a reluctant sigh as he slammed his book shut, gently setting it on his lap. He clicked his tongue before pushing his bangs back, revealing his perfectly shaped face. "I didn't expect it to be that fast," he groaned, listening as the translucent brown liquid poured into the tea cup. "Show some hesitation, for god's sake. You should know that by now."
