I was woken by the gentle tugging of Sebastian. His voice soaking into my ear like ink on paper. My eyes still heavy with sleep, focussed on him. His face. his eyes. For a second I had to blink twice an make sure I was awake. Everything felt dream-like.

"My lord, you have a letter." Reality slapped me awake at the mention of a letter. Instantly sitting up, I took the letter that Sebastian held out for me. His face changed to a concerned one as he registered my reaction.

To my dearest nephew,

I would think it is imprudent asking how you are. I know if you wanted me to know you would write to me. However, I must inform you that we are very near Hallow's eve and I simply must have you home before that day.

I know that you will detest the ceremonies in the human world, so do your aunt a favour and come home.

I have the loveliest girl here ready to meet you.

Love

Aunt Scarlet

I detested the sound of everything. Scarlet (or madam red) were both the same. It would seem reincarnation didn't change them at all. They were both pushy and persistent. And like before, I couldn't say no. This time around though, Scarlet was the aunt she could have wished she was before hand. It only made it more difficult to say no to her.

"Is there something troubling, my lord?" Sebastian's voice interrupted my thoughts.

Oh right. HE can't come with me. It was one thing asking my aunt to give up the thoughts that I had changed my mind so suddenly about demons, but to ask her to house one, knowing how much trouble it is just to pass one through to the vampire realm? That was going to be a mess. Unlike in my past life, I don't have the contacts to pull that off. It would be too hasty to pull it off either way. I sighed deeply as I know what the events to follow were.

"Ciel?" at the mention of my name, I turned to him. His full attention fixed on me and mine on him. There was an underlying tension growing. I didn't know why but, it was.

"There is a lot bothering me. You, being majority of it." I glanced back at the letter and tossed it away rolling my eyes at the last line.

I have the loveliest girl here ready to meet you.

Oh, I have lost count of how much times I have heard that. Dread didn't quite describe what I felt. It was a mixture of emotions but, at the same time I couldn't care less for this poor girl being dragged to meet someone that is going to reject her without a second thought. I stood up and made my way to the bathroom and shut the door behind me.

Now back to planning how im going to tell Sebastian that I will be gone for a month or more. He wont leave me. I know that well. Too well. It would interesting, though. To see him at his patience's end and angry. He would become possessive and overbearing. Then again, he is a demon. Demons are that and more. What's theirs is theirs and will give a good fight for what is rightfully theirs. They are greedy and envious, with a bitting jealousy and lustful when they wish to be. The only thing that sets them apart from humans is one simple and powerful emotion. Love.

Tch. What a dull train of thought. It's not an emotion that I can feel now. I can't deny I didn't once feel it towards Sebastian. Each day of it was bitting with reality that he can't feel it either. It's not an emotion that I miss. But it isn't one I want to forget. That's why I must work to forget that. It does me no good to dwell in thoughts and emotions that I theoretically can't feel.

I turn to the tub. It was already full with warm water and the oils I would normally have in my baths long ago. Old smells that riddled themselves with memories came back to my mind. They were like gentle waves crashing into the shore, peacefully and repetitively. I had to catch myself from muttering his name.

Undressing was quick. My pyjamas consisted of a simple large shirt. It was way to large for me but, it was very comfortable. I sank my body into the warm water. The essences bringing me back to a time were I was still human. The waltzes still playing their tunes in my mind. It lulled my mind and made the process of remembering a lot more comfortable.

It was one of those nights. The ones when Lizzy had been over. I was in my study whilst she was in a guest room, very deep into slumber. I could almost smell the freezing winter breeze. The smell of ink and old papers riddled my mind. Had I been working or reading?

In the memory, the usual would happen. Sebastian would come in and lift me into his arms. He knew I was awake. Why did he do it? The demon walked the old hallways that were now dusty and creaking. I could almost do a little fade into how it is now and how it once was. The hallways were lit only by his candelabra and all his warmth was like a safety blanket around me. I can still remember his scent. It had changed since then. The gentleness of his actions whilst placing me in bed. I could still remember the way he held my head as he lowered me into another old smell of lavender from the sheets.

The smells were all scents that were in the room. The same ointments and soaps. Its like I was back at home. The real one when I was human. The one I gave up when he took me to hell. The one that now welcomed me with its dusty halls and old papers. The one that Sebastian would make it hard for me not to love him. And the one that brought him to me time and time again.

The door opened at the midst of my remembrance. I glanced over to see Sebastian bringing in towels. They brought a smell of lavender with them. I watched him as he placed the towels in the cabinet and grabbed my pyjamas. He had planned this. The smells that were filling my mind with memories and my heart with sorrows. It had Sebastian written all over it.

"I know what you're doing, demon." His grin appeared. It had been long since I had last called him that hadn't it?

"I have no idea what you're implying, my lord. I simply refilled your cabinet with freshly washed towels." He replied playing the innocent act on me. "they are warm too."

"Oh, how kind of you." He turned with his smirk from ear to ear. My sarcasm has never been this thick. I also smirked at him. It was one of our old games. Curse him and his tricks.

"are you enjoying yourself?" he asked. It was such an open questions. He could be referring to anything.

"I do enjoy a warm bath. As for our old games, not so much." I decided not to compliment his works. It would only serve to piss him off.

"It would seem my master has woken with an ill attitude." I scoffed at his remark

"Oh please, when do I ever wake up with a good one? You're lucky you didn't have to cough up a bullet." I glanced out at the window. I do enjoy this. Aggravating him is always great. Ah, again an old pass time.

"Should I consider myself lucky?" His voice sounded amused by our interactions. Why wouldn't he? This is far more amusing than before.

" Perhaps. It is only 6pm so we cant bid the night goodbye yet." I had to mentally slap myself for such an old way of speaking. It's the damn perfumes.

"Do you have any plans, my lord?" Our gazes met. He looked a little more than curious about the plans for today. It was odd to hear him ask for my plans.

"Not in particular. I have to meet with a scholar about some paperwork at around 8 and then maybe more researching on what happened to the house after we left." He seemed to stiffen at the mention of others being involved. It was only now that I decided to realise his disliking for other interrupting our days. I say ours because it equally interrupts him and I.

"Shall I find the documents for that?" I shook my head a bit at his question.

"No. I need you to find a way to fake being a human for at least a month." If a demon cant find a way then it was impossible. That and its also amusing to see him get curious and annoyed at the fact of faking being something as weak as a human. His eye brow twitched a bit. I could tell he didn't like the sound of that.

Why is that, my lord?" I could almost laugh at his discontent. That's when I decided to not tell him about what the letter said. "Is there something you wish to explain?"

"You will find out later." I smirked at his again.

"Very well, my lord." He bowed and left. I sighed and sank into the water for a bit before beginning to scrub.

This was going to be a pain to pull off but I know that if Sebastian knows the purpose he could either react badly or react really badly. I would rather he is forced to react good. This way it would both anger him and teach him a thing or two.

That's how you teach an old dog a new trick.

AHA!

I'm back with an update!

I'm incredibly inspired now.

Currently typing away at the next chapter! I Have brought back the past and their old games

Idk if I have done a good job but ;3; I have tried~

This is also not edited (clearly).

SO apologies for that!

It is now almost 1:40 am where I am

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I might not sleep .=3=.

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