Like shattered glass

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The man held the bleeding girl on his arms, carrying her with such care as if she's a fragile porcelain doll. It was raining as if the sky is crying for him, the darkness and the sound of raindrops coming down comforted him as he held the girl he loves, who was on the verge of death.

"I promise i will never leave you, but i cant take you where i stay. I only have one place to go." He caress her face gently and continued to the Phantomhive manor.

~*~*~
It was at the garden they first met, he knows the demon butler can sense him and it saved him from having to knock and call for him. He pulled zaia closer, her forehead on the crook of his neck, shes still breathing, slowly. The butler came out to see.

"This is the only time i will as a vermin like you a favor. Its only for my Zaia." Wiliam's voice was as stern as his glare towards the demon, who only has a small smirk.

"Take care of her, will you?" His voice was quiet like a mouse, asking him softly. He walked towards him and handed the girl over.
He had go stop himself from just running away with her on his arms, but he cant take her. Not now.
He clenched his fist, the sight of the man he despise with the girl he adores on his hands, who was as broken as shattered glass was unnerving to him.

"Dont worry, shes in good hands." Sebastian replied.

Wiliam turned around ready to leave, but gave one last gaze towards zaia.

'Please, hold on for me my dear, i will be back."

~*~*~

He sat on the roof, trying to ease his thoughts. He was worried, but also mad at himself. The rain never stopped but only got harsher, it poured down heavily. He was drenched in the rain but he couldnt care less. His undershirt was stained with a crimson tint.

"Reapers are not supossed to cross with human's time and death. She was written on the book, and was supposed to die tonight. Interesting how you let her live without even reviewing her cinematic record." a familiar annoying voice chimed, along with the loud sound of a chainsaw.

He pushed his dark rimmed glasses up.

"Grell sutcliffe, you will leave Zaia alone and that does not concern you. If i must recieve punishment for alternating someone's fate with death i will take it."

He then stood up and fled away from the red haired reaper.

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