Lost love (Ciel Phantomhive x Reader)

The First Encounter

     You were fairly bored, silently laying on your bed, had just woken up from a long nap. You didn't want to get out of bed and didn't plan on it. You probably would have stayed in bed all day if your Mother didn't come disturb you. "Y/N. Can you do a few things for me Please?" You groaned quite loudly and moved to sit up. "Can I at least get dressed first?" You unintentionally whine. This made a chuckle come from your Mother's mouth. "Yes, Of course." She said in the formal manner she has. "okaayy..." You waved a hand out at her, motioning for her to leave the room as you moved to stand. Your Mom smiled and shook her head a little, moving to exit the room. She didn't shut the door as usual... You huffed and shut the wall that separated you from the rest of the world.  

     After taking a few moments to wake up you walk over to your walk-in closet. Since your family was pretty rich you had a lot of nice things. But unlike a lot of people, you were grateful for everything you had. 

      You weren't much of a fan of dresses but you knew it was what 'Lady-like' Females did. You sighed and grabbed a simple navy blue dress that started at your knees and got longer in the back. It was an off-shoulder dress and was made out some pretty high-quality material. If anything it was made out of the best of the best. You also grabbed a pair of black three-inch heels and slipped them on. You looked at your H/C locks and sighed a little, knowing your Mother would want you to do something with it. So, you walked over to your vanity and grabbed a brush. You got it as straight as possible before putting a simple french braid that went behind your ear.

     Once you finished getting ready, You headed downstairs to be greeted by your father who was sitting on a chair, reading a book. You mother was in the kitchen, most likely cooking. You looked out the window before making your gaze land on a clock that said it was about, 7 am. Sheesh... Was it really that early? After getting lost in your thoughts for a while you wander over to the kitchen, Only to be stopped by your mother who was standing in the doorway. She was holding a piece of paper out to you. You expected it to be the list of things she wanted you to get. "here's the list of things you need to get." She then sated, Yup. You were right. 

     You absolutely hated it outside but you flashed your mother a fake smile and took the list. "yes, Mother..." You say as politely as possible. She smiled at you and placed a kiss on the top of your head. You internally roll your eyes and shake your head. Yes, you loved your mom dearly but she can treat you like a child at times. "Be safe." You heard her say. You look up at her and nodded. "Of course I will be." You say and start to head out of the house. You looked around to see that the town in front of you was crowded with people. Some were at the age of 8 with their parents. While others were at much older ages. 

     You sighed and rubbed your face a little as you make your way into the large crowd, not wanting to be noticed. But of course, A reporter made his way over to you with a notepad and a pen. "Ms, L/N! May I have a word with you?" You looked up at the young ginger-haired male and slowly nodded. "Yes, You may..." You mutter. You watched the man in front of you flip through his small notebook before asking. "Do you know anything about the recent murders?" You were completely caught off guard. You haven't heard of any murders, not recently at least. "Um... No, I haven't..." You started, you wanted to finish right then and there, but couldn't help but ask: "Why did you think I would?" The reporter had written down everything you were saying but stopped once he was asked something. "It's just, a lot of people have told me that are close to the Queen... So I thought you would know something. Guess I was wrong."

     You slowly nodded as you listened to him. "Er... She doesn't tell me this type of information..." You say quietly. The reporter said his goodbyes before going back on his way. You couldn't brush off the feeling that there were recent murders going around and you didn't know. Must have happened at least a few hours ago... Since you usually find out about this type of stuff just out of curiosity.

     The thought eventually left your mind once you looked down at the list you had in your hand. "Roses, Plant food, Bread..." You named off the items to yourself before realizing that your Mother or Father didn't give you any money. You sighed, knowing you would just have to use your own... As usual. You shake your head and head to the flower shop first. Since it was the closest place on your list. 

     "This should be fun..." You mutter, knowing there were going to be a bit of a crowd there. You weren't a fan of people. Most were selfish and heartless, only throwing around their money because they can. London was the capital of England so it was fairly expensive there. This caused the city to not have many of the homeless wonder about aimlessly. But there were a few every now and then. Whenever you see someone in such a state you'd go to help them... But were usually stopped by someone either bumping into you or someone already got to the human you wanted to help desperately. It really killed you to think about it, but why were you fussing about it now?

     After a few minutes of walking, you enter the beautiful shop filled with all different types of plants and flowers. "Roses..." You mutter. Your mother absolutely loves white roses so you thought it would be best to get her those. Maybe a few red ones. 

     You make your way over to the rose section to see only a few red roses in stock. "At least I didn't come here for those..." You say aloud. You shake your head and start to head over to the next aisle over, despite getting a strange feeling. You brushed it off until you saw a rather... Tall figure. You looked up. He was a handsome, pale man with raven black locks. He must have noticed you because he looked over at you and asked: "Excuse me... May I help you?" 

     The tone of his voice sent shivers down your spine, but now you can get a better look at him. His hair framed his face perfectly and showed off his complexion in the best way imaginable, but the thing that stood out the most to you were his eyes. They were a bright, blood red. You had your gaze travel down to his clothing. He wore a black tux with a jet black tailcoat. There was definitely something up with this man... But you didn't know what. It was at the tip of your tongue. You just couldn't pinpoint it. 

      "Ma'am..." The smooth, deep voice spoke once more, along with a sound of someone clearing their throat. This knocked you out of your thoughts and looked up at the male in front of you. "Oh... U-um... No, I don't need anything. I didn't mean to be a burden" You say as politely as possible. You felt his cold eyes crave into your soul as his gaze scanned over you. "Oh, it's alright. You didn't do anything wrong." He said with a small smile. You slowly nod and moved to turn around before seeing the section of white roses. They were... Behind him. You sigh and move to walk past him. But instead, nearly jump out of your skin once you see the red-eyed man hold out a bouquet of the prettiest white roses of the bunch out to you. It was as if he had read your mind. 

     "I believe you were looking for these." You hear him say. You slowly nod and take the flowers, counting each one... 14. Yup, this no normal person, Or human. You look back up at him and go to thank him, but was cut off by someone shouting, or... Just calling out. "Sebastian!" You internally growled and looked over in the direction the voice came from. At the end of the aisle was the back of boy. He was impatiently tapping his cane on the ground, acting as if he was waiting for something. "Yes, My lord..." You hear the man say. 'Sebastian huh..?' You think to yourself and watch the man before you bow respectfully. "I do apologize, but I must be on my way." And with that, he stood up straight and started walking off towards the boy a few feet away from you. 

     You watched the man until he and the boy disappear from sight. "Sebastian... Hm..." You couldn't get either of them out of your mind. There was something strange. the aura they held was cold and filled with death. You soon brush it off though. You had better things to do than start developing a crush on someone, especially someone you probably wouldn't see again...