Omoi Series: Not that blind (Sebastian x Mey-rin)

3. Undertake-it

We arrived in the middle of London, as usual. I watched around me and everything was like it used to be everyday.
I heard a child beg his mother for one of our Phantomhive toys, the mother said no, the the child asked for one of our candies, and the mother accepted. I smiled. Then I thought about my own parents and what happened that day in the manor.. this fire..
I shook my head and looked at Sebastian. He felt that I was thinking of what brought him to me, looked at the back of his hand and licked his lips quickly. Probably thinking about how good my soul could taste.

The Maid usually made some trips with us, but always accompanied by Finnian and Baldroy. I could feel that I was sweating discomfort. She smiled and me when my eyes met hers, behind these thick glasses. She was pretty good with them off, especially when it came to defend me.  And use weapons, of course.

We didn't have to walk much before arriving to my fellow Undertaker. He smiled at us as soon as he heard the door opening. His eyes covered by these grey hair and his high hat. Usual.

"Sebastian! And you, Ciel!" He said in this smile.

"Undertaker." I replied.

"You got my letter, didn't youuu?" He laughed. Usual.

"Indeed. And like you anticipated it, Hellsworth is already on the case."

"I see I see.." he rubbed his chin.

"Maybe.. maybe we can see the corpse?" Mey-Rin asked, smartly. "Can be useful." She continued.

I looked at her. She was facing Sebastian whom was giving the stare back. I cleared my throat loud enough to cut their little game. I didn't bring her for this. I mean. We need her talents, not her body. I mean. No wait..? Shit I am loosing my mind.

As I expected, they stopped looking in each other's hearts through their eyes and started to follow the owner of this macabre shop.

"Here it is" he smiled. We could tell his eyes were closed from this smile, but his hair were hiding it. Usual.

Why am I analysing the Undertaker? I have a weird feeling. Like all of this is fake. Or at least, different.

"Hm" Sebastian looked closer.

"What is it?" I asked, curious.

"A girl. Blonde. Around 12 years old. Looking like a little princes." Sebastian looked confused and I started to panic. Elizab...? "Nothing like Mrs Elizabeth. More like, a potato."

The whole room vibrated in laughs. A potato. Sebastian wasn't nice, but he was correct. This little lady wasn't pleasant to look at. Sorry.

After everyone calmed down and took all our spirits together, we walked towards the back to discuss. Undertaker gave us some drawings of what he called her "hole". It was the space missing between her chest and lungs. The heart was taken away and placed in a little box found next to the girl. The grey haired man explained that they found the heart's box before the corpse. Another little lady found it very beautiful and opened it. What is left in this gold box is vomit stripes and dried blood stains.

"I see." I passed a hand in my hair.

"I am so tired." Mey-Rin let go of her mouth. I look at her with a dark glare. She became red and straightened her body quickly, showing bumps where her lower back was. It made Sebastian move an eye.

"We should get going. Thank you Undertaker for this. I will write to you if anything happens. Do the same. Have a nice night." I said before waving at him. He grinned and took off his hat and put it back as a goodbye sign.

In the barouche, I sat next to the Maid. She was giving quick looks at where my penis was. As soon as I realised why, it was too late. The bulb was big enough for a mole to see it. Shit.
She laughed and I closed my leg which made it grow bigger. What am I supposed to do? I kept my eyes out of whatever was in the vehicle. Too red to answer and defend myself.

We arrived home after a good hour and a half. Sebastian left and the maid looked at me. Her glasses were off and her eyes could tell that she wanted something from me at that time. Her hand got closer and closer to my pants. It was finally flat but this action made it regrow. I became red and she smiled and started to rub it. The sensation was different but nice. It wasn't the same as when I walked, it felt.. Good.

"Sir, Madame, I have to leave. Get out of here, please." The barouche 'driver' asked us. Her hand was about to get in at this time but he had to ruin this moment.

"Yes." I simply replied before going out of the horse-pulled place.

Fresh air ran through my nostrils and it felt wonderful. I always hated the air in town, it was full of a lot of weird smells and pollution.
Here, Finni's flowers are the only scent and I love it.

My eyes crossed Mey-Rin ones just before she back her glasses on. She smiled and walked past me. Her smell. My.. ugh.. penis..