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{Y/N's P.O.V} 

I was very surprised when I received a letter back from Ciel. He hadn't been responding to them before, so this was different. Pleasant but different. 

I am currently in a coach, on my way to the Phantomhive manor. I'm very excited to see Ciel again which I wasn't expecting. Lately, I haven't been my usual cheery self. Well, I shouldn't say lately. I've been down ever since we first left Ciel's manor. 

: Flashback to when the arrived back in France :

"Dearie, are you feeling well? Is your sickness getting worse?" my father asks placing a hand on my forehead. I was sitting in my room, tears threatening to pour down my face. I had not only lied to my closest and only friend, but given up a chance to live with the person I loved. My father wipes my tears away as best as he could.

"Fleur? Please tell me what's wrong. I want to help you." he sweetly asks rubbing my back. My salty tears falling on my silky (White/Cream/Pastel version of any color/Black) nightgown. 

"I-I ruined ev-everything! I h-had a ch-ch-chance and I *hic, gasp* let him go!" I sob into my father's chest. He looks at my weak and heartbroken body confused before realizing who I'm talking about. His puzzled gaze turns soft with empathy. 

"Dear have I ever told you about how I met your mother?" I nod. They had some of the same challenges I and Ciel have. Miscommunication and tons of regret. 

"Now after everything that we went through, we still loved each other and still got married. If it wasn't for simply keeping in touch and talking our differences out, we never would have realized it was meant to be." he strokes my (Hair color) hair as he concludes his story. I hiccup and prosses what he said. I had to send Ciel a letter, explaining to him how I feel. 

I yawn and cuddle under my blanket. I hugged my pillow, pretending it was Ciel's warm body. My father lets out a cough as he kisses me on the head. 

"Goodnight, chaton," he says as I drift off into a sweet slumber. 

: Present-day :

The memory of my father causes some tears to prick the corners of my eyes. I miss him ever so much; but I know he's in a better place. 

The coach stops at the Phantomhive manor and the driver steps out, offering his hand to me. He's an older man but not too much older. I would guess around 30, so ten years older. He's wearing a greenish-brown, colonial-style vest over a floppy white dress shirt. He's covered in cinder from his plaid newsboy cap to his brown slacks. He was kinda cute, so I graciously accept his ash-covered hand. 

"May I ask wha' your name is, Lil' lady? You got pretty eyes." he asks in a thick southern American accent. I giggle at his cute voice sending a small blush to his cheeks. 

"(Y/N) (L/N). What about you?" he stands up straight, proudly. 

"Jack Harris, m'lady. A pleasure to meetcha'!" he kisses my hand. 

"Oh please, the pleasure is all mine." I complement. 

"What business do ya' have with tha' Phantohives, darling?" he asks and walks me up to the front door. I hesitate before answering:

"Oh, we're just close friends," I say. He smirks and raises an eyebrow. 

"So... ar' ya' single?" 

"Why... yes I am," I answer truthfully. We reach the door and he takes my hand. He gives me a toothy grin. My cheeks heat up leaving a red tint. 

"Well then, wanna come over ta' my house later and... hang out?" he smirks. The way he said 'hang out' slightly scared me and it must have been noticeable because he squeezes my hands and kisses my forehead before walking away. 

"Just think 'bout, kay darlin'?" he yells after me. I panic and scream to him: 

"Wait! I forgot to pay you for my ride!" he just laughs at me and waves me off. 

"Getting ta kiss ya' and hold ya' hands is payment enough!" he smiles that adorable grin and the coach drives away. I smile and wave at him right as the door creaks open. I turn and are face to face with a smiling Sebastian. 

"Why, who was that, Lady (Y/N)?" he asks as he lets me inside. 

"Oh, just my coach driver. He was very nice and quite handsome." I blush. Sebastian looks at me, confused. He takes my bags. 

"I thought you liked the young master?" I freeze. I forgot I sent Sebastian that letter, telling him how I felt about Ciel. He responded with some great relationship advice for such a stoic man. 

"I, uh, do. Why can't I find other guys attractive!? It's not like Ciel and I are a couple. He probably thinks other women are pretty all the time." I say. He sighs.

"Yes, but the young master loves you (Y/N). And he has been waiting for you since your letter. Hell, he's been waiting for you to come back since you left. Cried every night. He would stare out the window hoping you would be seen walking down the pathway back to him. So he's very excited to see you again." he tells me. I wince. Have I hurt him this much? 

Sebastian leads me to my room as I prosses everything he said. I knew he would be upset but I hoped he would have forgotten about me. Of course, I never forgot about him which left pounds of grief on my shoulders. I felt bad for making him emotional. No matter what emotion it was, I knew it wasn't happiness. Which hurt. All I want is for him to be happy. To smile. He doesn't smile much, but when he does, it's such a lovely one. 

I finished unpacking and turned to Sebastian. 

"Where's Ciel? I'd love to speak with him." I say, sincerely. 

"He's in the parlor, my lady. Currently in a meeting with a new potential partner." my face goes pale and my features try their best to hold back my sadness. I new partner!? I mean I knew we were never a thing but I hoped one day we would. Sebastian panics and corrects himself. 

"N-no, my lady, a new partner for the business! Not romance." he stammers. I sigh in relief. 

"All right. I can wait until they're done." I say and sit down on my bed and run my fingers through my hair. Sebastian smirks. 

"I think he would enjoy seeing you at this time, dear. No need to wait." he bows and reaches out his hand. I smile and grab it, letting him lead me to Ciel. 

We catch up on how things were doing in our lives on the way there. He told me that he had been taking care of (cat's name) for her since Ciel was allergic. I thanked him for that. We reach the hickory door and I take a breath. I hope that this isn't a bad time. I open the door only to hear fighting. 

"Trancy! I swear to god sit down! You can't keep jumping about! It's not going to help us with this meeting!" I hear Ciel scream. His voice had changed. It was deeper and more mature. But the name 'Trancy'... it couldn't be...

I open the door wider to see Ciel and a tall blond-haired boy. He was wearing a long, deep purple tailcoat with long black shorts. White knee-high socks inside of black dress shoes. He was wearing a dark green necktie over a white, ruffly top. His light blond hair paired beautifully with his icy blue eyes. It looked exactly like the friend I lost years ago before I even met Ciel. 

They both turn to look at me. Both of their eyes widen.

"(Y/N)! Hello!" Ciel cheers but I wasn't paying attention. The other boy walks closer to me and places his hand on my cheek. 

"(Nickname)...? Is that really you?" he starts to cry. I nod and smile. 

"Yes! Alois...?" I ask. He nods and pulls me into a tight hug. I return the hug, a huge smile on my face. 

I finally found you.