Dead Sirius (Black Butler)

Chapter Thirty One

~Sirius' POV~

Esme attacked me the moment I returned to our dormitory, flitting about me frantically asking me if my virtue was still intact, to which I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Herman was always a perfect gentleman, he'd never do something like that, though I was quite surprised by how far he'd lost himself in passion, he never did anything to compromise my virtue, for which, in hindsight, I was grateful. I wasn't sure I was ready for that.

I spent the last free day before classes resumed with the twins in town, buying sweets and other odds and ends. It was nice to get away with them and things seemed almost normal as Esme was acting her usual self, disturbing all the other shoppers with her lewd behavior.

As I was sitting in the gardens with Emile and Esme nibbling on some fresh pastries we'd purchased on our outing the day prior, I sensed a familiar presence near the school entrance. Why was he here?! I dropped my pastry and sprinted for the front gates running across the lawn without a care of who saw and daring anyone to try and stop me.

Ciel sprinted through the gates and doubled over to catch his breath. He was wearing a uniform for Sapphire House. His single revealed azure eye scanned his surroundings briefly before halting as he spotted me sprinting across the lawn.

I slid to a stop before him and crossed my arms over my chest indignantly, "Ciel?! What the hell are you doing at my school?"

He paled, "I had no idea this was the school you attended."

"What are you doing here?" I hissed so only he could hear as we'd started to gain quite a bit of attention.

"I can't really talk about it right now and I'm going to be late to class. Find me later." He excused himself and I smirked as he stepped on the lawn and all the other students around us gasped.

"I say!" One of the students exclaimed.

"He set foot on the lawn. He's not even one of the p4, what is he thinking." Someone else tsked.

"He's got a y for sure." Another chorused

Ciel looked back at me in a panic, "What in the worl-?"

"Oh look! There they are! The P4!" One of the onlookers cheered and I held back a laugh as I spotted the prefects approaching and Ciel stood in a frozen panic with one foot on the lawn unsure of what he had done wrong.

It would be fun to watch him suffer, but despite everything, I couldn't help but come to his rescue. I sighed and met the prefects just as Redmond reached him. Greenhill blushed as I stood beside him, his mind most likely wandering to our intimate night.

"Your tie is crooked." Redmond said in a princely voice as he adjusted Ciel's tie causing the onlookers to gasp.

I leaned into Herman and held back a laugh as I noticed every muscle in his body tense at my close proximity, "I think you should disperse the crowd before I do something unladylike."

Greenhill swiftly caught my hand in his catching me by surprise. "He'll never learn if he doesn't feel a small amount of embarrassment."

"He'll never learn either way." I sighed earning an inquisitive look from Greenhill.

"What is your name?" Redmond asked curiously.

"Phantomhive." Ciel replied sounding somewhat nervous.

"I've never heard of you." Redmond noted.