Flame (Sequel to Green Eyes)

chapter fifteen

"Young Sir," Sebastian shoves open the door to a large room, leading Kito inside. The small boy shifts his weight to his jade cane, following Sebastian with delicate and shaky steps, "Your room."

"It's really nice Sebastian." Kito says, drinking in the sight with his wide blue eyes. He is in a large room with a four poster bed, its velvet coverlet without a single cease. Tapestry curtains are pulled back and an elegant rug rests on the otherwise bare floor. There are no pictures or photographs hanging on the wall, no ornaments cluttering the heavily carved furniture. Two chairs stand facing each other near the bed, a small tea table between them. Kito shakily makes his way over to the large, plush bed in the center of the room, falling onto the navy covers with a huff. His hair prickles and goose bumps attack his arms; he can feel Sabastian's tense glare on him, "It truly is a wonderful room." He says, propping himself onto his elbows. From his current position, he can see the vanity, his reflection pale in the mirror.

"Is there anything you require before retiring for the night?" Kito's gaze flies to Sebastian and his lips smile.

"No thank you." He replies curtly, "Everything is well." Sebastian drops into a graceful bow, his hand resting over his chest. Strands of his lank hair tumbles over his face is a cascade of black. Without a word, the man glides out of the room as silent and eerie as a shadow. Once there is the deciding click as the door falls into place, Kito pulls out a slightly crumpled sheet of paper from the folds of his shirt. Opening it he folds out the ceases, reading the spidery words written in thick crimson ink:

The butler is a demon.

Harrumphing, Kito slips the paper under his pillow. His head crashes against the pillow and his eyelids flutter shut.

The butler is a demon...

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Ciel taps his finger impatiently against his desk, his eyelids drooping. The manor is quiet and lit only by the flickering light of candles. The silence is soothing and the orange glow provided by the flames puts the young Earl at ease.

"My Lord." The silence is shattered and snapping awake, Ciel glances toward the door, his eye meeting Sebastian's crimson irises, "The Young Sir has been put to bed." With the soundless grace of a panther, Sebastian eases over to Ciel's side, carrying with him the scent of blood and wine; a common scent with demons.

"What do you make of him, Sebastian." Ciel inquires, tapping furiously.  Sebastian pulls his lips into a tight smile, his eyes gleaming with inhuman light.

"I suspect, My Lord, that the Young Sir is not being entirely honest with us." He says quietly, almost as if he did not want to rouse anyone from their slumber. Ciel furrows his brows, staring quizzically at Sebastian.

"How so?" The young Earl inquires. After the incident at the school and the realization that Damon isn't dead, Ciel is feeling more on edge and wary; he does not want anyone getting hurt...physically and emotionally.

"The scent of hell surrounds him." Ciel raises an eyebrow, his finger becoming still as the room lapses into silence.

"He's a demon?" He asks, feeling his heart rate accelerating, his pulse thudding furiously at the base of his neck. Sebastian shakes his head and Ciel releases a breath he didn't know he was holding, "Then what?"

"I do not know as of yet-" Sebastian begins but Ciel cuts him off, resting his elbows onto the desk.

"Well find out." Sebastian gives a forced smile, dropping into a bow.

"Yes, My Lord." Ciel only scoff silently, lifting himself from his desk. If this boy---Kito----proves to be an antagonist, then he would not hesitate to put him down, even if he is Amber's sickly brother.

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"Can you believe it Grey? My brother is back." Amber clasps her arms around her blanket, watching as the little mouse explores her pillow, his tiny pink nose twitching. He seems restless, always moving around. She watches intently as he begins to nibble at the soft covers. It hurts her, how every time she looks at the mouse, all she can think about is Ronald. Where is he? Is he okay? Will she ever see him again? The latter causes tears to well up in her eyes, "Stop it." She yanks the coverlet away from Grey gently and sighs as Grey releases an irritated squeak, leaping onto her pillow. He begins to gnaw at the material, "Grey, come on; Ciel will be angry." She reaches for Grey, then she hears it. 

Tap. Amber pauses, her fingers hovering millimeters above Grey's furry little head. It must be a branch against the balcony window.

Tap. But there are no trees outside her balcony.

Tap, tap, tap. Grey squeaks excitedly and leaps off her bed and onto the small tea table beside it, his ears perked, his tail twisting wildly. Frowning, Amber throws her feet over the side of the mattress, darting across the frigid floor and to the balcony. Sucking in a deep breath, she pulls away the curtains, a startled gasp making its way up her throat. Without hesitation, she yanks the door open---ignoring the brisk and icy breeze---and launches herself at Ronald. His arms go around her and he hushes her.

"I'm not supposed to be here," He says quietly, resting his chin on Amber's soft hair. She can hear his heart pounding steadily; a very comforting sound, "Everyone thinks that I'm asleep." She nods, burying her face into his chest, "God Amber, I missed you."

"I missed you too." She whispers and his hold on her tightens. The wind turns bitter she rests her cheek against his shoulder as Ronald carefully runs his fingers through her hair, "How'd you get up here?" she inquires. Ronald grins cheekily at  her and her heart skips a beat.

"The little pirate should trim those vines," He replies, "They're really long you know." Amber's lips form a wide smile as the wind envelops her with his ashy scent.  In the darkness, Ronald's eyes are glowing green and she feels as if she could stare into them all day. He stops smoothing out her hair and his hand travels to her face, his palm cupping her cheek. He leans to her and when he speaks, his voice tickles her skin, "I really like you Amber. I love you." She only smiles, lifting herself onto her toes so that her lips lock with his.

Ramber for the wiiiiiiiin!!!!!!!!! Sorry for the late update, I was having a bit of writer's block (But I'm past it as I am updating again!) Scool's in two weeks...ugh. I'm not looking forward to being a sophomore. I just don't wanna do all the homework (then again, who does?)

I'll be updating soon! It'll be fine unless my writer's block decides to murder me again...

Thanks for all your support; I wouldn't be continuing this story if it wasn't for your continuous support!!!!

I honestly think that the picture is adorable and is perfect for Ramber and the song is Heart By Heart (Demi Lovato). I think that this past describes Ramber: When your soul finds the soul it was waiting for, When someone walks into your heart through an open door, When your hand finds the hand it was meant to hold, Don't let go...When you're one with the one you were meant to find, Everything falls in place, all the stars align, When you're touched by the cloud that has touched your soul, Don't let go...

Yeah, there's more but I don't want to bore you with this freakishly long author's note (Sorry 'bout that)

comment/vote, you all know the drill :) 

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