#cielizzyweek2021

“You surely are getting better at this, Lizzy” Ciel’s fiancée once again came to his manor, asking him to help her train her chess skills. At this point, it was already a usual thing to them; meeting in his manor, to play chess and drink tea together. And after a more than few meetings, he genuinely observed that Lizzie improved.

“Aw, Ciel just complimented me!” She beamed. “Sebastian, did u hear that!?” Lizzie’s eyes were jumping from Ciel to Sebastian, waiting for their reactions. Young Lady doesn’t get many compliments from her fiancé, so she’s happy every time she gets one.

Young lord could feel her gaze, even without the need to look at her face. He just wanted to let her know that she is making progress, but he did not expect her to be so happy because of his words. The corners of his mouth turned up, and his ears redden. CIel hoped that Elizabeth won’t see it or she will never stop talking about it.

“I did, my lady” known smirk was plastered on butler’s face, as if he already knew everything is there to know. Ciel let out a tired breath. He could tell what was on Sebastian’s mind just from the tone of his voice. And he did not like it.

“It’s just a simple statement.” Ciel’s voice was a bit louder than usual. He did not mean it. So to help clear his mind, he coughed in his hand, giving himself a few more seconds. He let his emotions get the better of him, and he worked too much, to let his emotions control him. Even in a simple situation like this.

Young lord finally look up from the chess board and shot a glare to his butler. His message was very easy to read.

Butler nodded his head, his smile never disappearing.

Then Lizzie’s voice made Ciel turn his head in her direction and just by looking at her face, he could tell how she feel. Although, it wasn’t that hard. She was rather open about her feelings towards him.

“I’m happy.” Lizzie’s big, honest smile was making his heart beat faster than usual. Her sincere smile and that emerald eyes filed with her trust towards him. That was no good, and there was that big lump in his throat.

But Lizzie was still talking.

“I have such a good time with you, Ciel, and even mother said that I’m not that bad anymore.” Her smile still plastered on her face, even when saying something like that. Young Lord respected her mother, although he did not like it when someone was being rough with his fiancé. Even when it was his fiancé’s own mother. That made that weird lump go away. His expression hardened.

“That only means that we should continue your training-” Lizzie didn’t let him finish his sentence, by loudly squeaking. Ciel could only grimace at her behavior.

But he didn’t have much time to be annoyed.

Suddenly, Lizzy stood up from her chair, surprising Ciel, and in a second she was already next to him, practically lifting his from his chair for a thigh hug.

Ciel’s eyes widened at her action, while his nose take in her scent. He could smell her perfume mixed with tea. It was making him dizzy. She smelt really nice.

“You want to spend more time with me! Ciel! That’s so nice!” Her voice was  cheerful, and he was way too close to her chest, so close that he could hear vibrations of her voice and her breath on his head, moving his hair a little.

His voice stuck in his throat, and he couldn’t decide what to do now.

On the one hand, it was nice, being that close to her. She was warm.

But on the other hand, he couldn’t let himself be this vulnerable. He was lord of that mansion, he had a mission, and he... did not have a future. He let out another sigh expressing his tiredness and frustration of the situation, and put his hands on Lizzie’s shoulders, delicately pushing her back, so there would be some distance between them.

“Lizzy, that’s not what I said.” He stated, his voice calm and soft. Ciel never wanted to use any other type of tone when talking with her. He knew that was impossible, and it already happened many times, but it didn’t matter. Lizzie didn’t like when he was angry, he could tell that from the expression whenever he was angry while in her company. And he liked being with her. It was a nice change from his dark and bloody world. And lately, he started feeling different in her company. Less calm and more fidgety. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to explore the reasoning of this matter.

Ciel looked straight into her eyes, and suddenly he was afraid that he will drown in that sight. Beautiful, it was all he could say. Her eyes were beautiful.

Ciel looked away for a moment, he needed a moment to collect his thoughts. Again.

“My Lord,” Sebastian started, as if already forgotten about Ciel’s message. “If I may, it is not proper to be so rude to a young lady. It’s not a proper behavior for a Lord.” Sebastian commented, with that perfect, false smile of his, that was making his master ill.

Ciel clenched his fists, his eyes squinting.

“Silence, Sebastian!” He ordered, his voice close to screaming and anger evident in his eyes.

He let his emotions control him again.