Hi there! So this is my first Vanitas no Carte fanfic, and also my first fanfic involving a ship I like! I love VaniJeanne and this pairing seriously needs more love. I haven't seen a single fic of them, so I thought I would do something, and I hope other authors start to write soon about them :P (I will definitely read) This is a bit short, but oh weeeell.

P.S.: I got the idea from a bonus omake of the manga, volume 2 I believe!

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Vanitas no Carte doesn't belong to me (I wish), it's Jun Mochizuki's!

"Master Luca, is it okay if we order 20 Vanitas Keychains for me, please...?"

Jeanne was blushing furiously and stammered with each word, Luca just stood these with a shocked face, and Vanitas and Noé were dumbfounded too. Why would Jeanne want so many Vanitas' Keychains for herself...?

"...So I can destroy each of them slowly, putting all of my anger and hatred in them...!" With this, Luca relieved a long sigh and put a grin on his face.

"Well, that was expected." But, some reason, Vanitas felt a bit hurt after hearing her words. Deep down, he felt some type of attraction towards The Hellfire Witch, whom he had kissed once. Just a tactic to defeat her in battle, yes? But after the incident, he couldn't stop thinking about her, and how she reacted, it kind of made him feel... butterflies inside his stomach.

It was a weird feeling. Something he never felt before. He himself told Jeanne it was "love", but truthly, he didn't really know what love was. He never paid much attention to these feelings, since his only work was to heal the cursebeares in order to save them. There wasn't time for other things.

But this time it was different, he longed to see this woman, to hear her voice, to feel her tender touch again. Maybe, what he felt really was love.

...

Even if it was love, what could he do? He was a mere human, and she was a vampire, a legendary one even, she was Lord Ruthven's bourreau before she decided to become Luca's chevalier, and she possesed the Carpe Diem, that deadly strong weapon.

With these thoughts, Vanitas felt a bit down. He would never be able to be with her even if he wished to, so all he could do was to watch her from afar. His lovely, precious Jeanne.

In a near future, perhaps he would make a move, but not now...

What he didn't know, though, was that that certain woman was also struggling with her own feelings about him, and something was starting to bloom inside her, too.