Post by puppy444219 on Jun 25, 2009 23:09:18 GMT -5
Maylene realized that she had been working at the Phantomhive Estate for at least a year now as she sat on the stairs, watching the front door. Between two fingers she held a white rose, which she twirled around every few seconds. It had taken her a while to gather the courage to get it for the young master, and she planned on giving it to him when he got back. She bit her lip, worried. He should have been back by now.
The hours roll by slowly. Each one dragged out into an immeasurable expanse. Finally there was a knock at the door and Sebastian pulled the door open. Ciel was yet out of sight.
Meylene's head jerked up, and she stood, quickly slipping the rose between her dress and apron at her side. Her fingers clutched at her dress.
"Ah, Miss Maylene, you're up late." Sebastian commented mildly.
Meylene took a deep breath, and smiled
"Mmm. I was waiting...I, uh, just wanted to...uhh...." Her voice trails off, face turning red as she blushed.
Sebastian sighed. "Excuse me." He bowed slightly and went back outside, returning moments later carrying a sleeping Ciel gently. He held a gloved finger to his lips and took him upstairs to his room.
Meylene stepped out of the way, as Sebastian went up the stairs, then she quietly followed, peering at Ciel's sleeping face, questioningly, yet with a small smile on her face.
Sebastian stepped passed her into Ciel's room and closed the door. He gently woke the young master and managed to help him change into his night gown.
"Goodnight young master."
"Yeah."
Sebastian blew out the candles he was carrying and walked back out into the hall. "Now, to make tomorrow's preparations."
Meylene stepped out of Sebastian's way again, unsure what to do. She chewed on her bottom lip. She wanted to see Ciel, but....she just couldn't enter his room. It would be....inappropriate.
Sebastian left the room and Ciel shuddered and pulled his blankets tighter around him.
Meylene placed her fingers on the door to Ciel’s room lightly, her eyes falling down to the floor. She sighed
He closed his eyes tightly, trying to push back memories of the day and drift to sleep, but images of Madam Red with that monster's scythe through her chest clouded his mind in red. He drifted slightly, only to awaken terrified at dreams of blood and petals. He began to softly cry.
Meylene was about to walk away, when she heard Ciel's quiet crying. She gasped, and moved forward, opening the door, and slipping in quietly. She shut the door again, before taking a breath.
"Y-Young Master?" Her voice quivered, because she knew she shouldn't actually be there.
"A-are you alright?" She took a step closer
Ciel’s eyes widened and he quickly ran a sleeve across his face even though the room was dark.
"I-I'm fine." his voice gave him away.
Hearing the sound of his voice, gave Meylene the courage she needed. She walked forward, until she came to his bedside. Reaching up she gently brushed her fingers along his arm.
"Young Master..."
He blushed a little.
"What are you doing here? Who gave you permission to enter?" He tried to summon up his usual commanding tone, but the effect was lost by the wavering in his voice.
Meylene flinched a little, her fingers still against his arm.
"I..." She looked away, hurt by his words.
He sighed heavily.
"It's alright this once." He stiffened at the feeling of her fingers on his arm. He would have normally yelled for Sebastian to remove her by now, but he was lonely and she distracted his mind from today's events.
Meylene looked up at him again, and smiled slightly. She felt him stiffen, and moved her hand away.
"Young Master..."
"I'm sorry..." He wasn't sure why he said it. He wasn't sorry to her. He was sorry to that woman, he knew she would be targeted yet he had used her as bait...he was sorry for Madame Red...
His eyes welled up again and he looked away.
Meylene's eyes widened in shock. She hadn't expected him to apologize, but it told her something was wrong andseeing the small glimpse of tears in his eyes....she did the only thing she could think of.
She reached out, wrapping her arms around Ciel and pulling him against her in a hug.
Ciel didn't recoil, he found himself hugging her tightly and crying into her soft sleeve. He had forgotten what it was like to be held so gently, it reminded him of his mother.
Meylene pulled Ciel closer against her, tightening the hug. She pressed her cheek against his hair, eyes closed. He let out a small sob and hugged her tighter too, nuzzling into her neck.
"I should have saved her, I could have...but I..." He choked a little.
Meylene didn't know who he was talking about so she kept quiet, afraid of saying the wrong thing. She brought one hand up and gently ran her fingers through his hair absentmindedly. Her other arm kept him pinned against him.
Ciel sobbed openly, he wasn't sure how long. He blushed painfully hot when he realized he'd been crying nestled in her cleavage.
Meylene continued to hold Ciel, waiting until his crying subsided. She didn't even notice when he blushed, her eyes half closed, fingers still running through his hair.
“U-um Maylene?"
Meylene paused, and looked down, her own face turning scarlet
"Y-yes?"
"Do you really like it here? Working as a maid? It seems kind of,…unglamorous." He realized he was looking right up at her with out his eye patch on and quickly looked away, covering his eye with his hand.
Meylene let out a small laugh, and shook her head.
"No. I mean, Yes. A-ah...I do like it here..." she moved her hand, fingers brushing his cheek.
"I love it actually. It doesn't matter to me if it's unglamorous or not..."
She dropped her eyes as he looked away.
He stiffened again as he clutched his eye, staring off with his left. He absently gripped her skirt in his state, feeling something crush inside the folds of her apron and skirt and jerking his hand away suddenly.
Meylene's eyes snapped back to him in shock, not realizing what just happened.
"I'm sorry, I think I've broken something in your pocket." He frowns sincerely.
"O-OH!" Meylene's eyes widened, and she shook her head, "I-it's nothing...don
t worry about it..." She had completely forgotten.
"Are you sure? If it was important to you I'll pay to have it replaced." He looked down, still holding his eye. His face dejected.
"Mm." Meylene shook her head, and reached to touch his face again. She didn't want to see that look. It was painful.
"It's all right...I-ah, I can get another. It's nothing" She didn't want him to know. Her face turned a darker shade of red.
Ciel let out another sob and let his hand drop, his hair fell over his eye anyway.
Meylene's face changed, and she drew him against her again "Young Master..."
He blushed again but hugged her back. "Thank you, but... can I ask you a favor?"
Meylene blinked in surprise, and nodded "Sure...What is it?" her eyes flicked down to him.
"Will you please...not tell Sebastian about this? I mean, that you saw me ...cry." The last word was spoken with great effort.
"Oh." Meylene nodded again "Of Course..."
"Thank you."
Meylene ran her finger along the tips of his bangs. she made a noise like she had something to say.
Ciel drew back. "Don't touch it." He covered his eye again.
"Ah" She pulled her hand away "S-sorry..."
He didn't say anything. He pulled his knees up to his chest quietly. Why had he let someone in here? This was highly inappropriate, and he, the head of the Phantomhive family too.
Meylene started to chew on her lip again, feeling uncomfortable. She had a feeling she had worn out her welcome
She continued to wait, moving her hand into her pocket to see if she could tell what damage had been done to the rose.
"What's that?" Ciel looked down suspiciously, but caught sight of a white petal. "Maylene..."
"OH!" Meylene's blushed covered her whole face now. Even though she was prepared to give it to him, she now felt insecure and scared of what his reaction would be.
He snatched it from her and inspected it coldly, as if checking it's authenticity.
Meylene jumped, shocked, her eyes widening drastically
"Hmph." he looked at her over it, and smiled.
"I'm taking this from you. Since I'm the head of this household, you have no choice but to give it to me."
Meylene returned the smile, and nodded.
"Mm. It's all right...actually...that is..." She ducked her head, using her hair to hid her face, "It's...for...you anyway..."
"That's silly. Why did you think I would like a rose?" He smirked and broke the rose from it's stem.
"Oh...Sebastian..." Meylene looked to the floor
"Hmph." He eyed her, then tucked the rose gently into her hair.
Meylene blushed and looked up again, meeting Ciel's eyes
Her fingers reached up towards the rose.
"There, it looks much better like that."
Meylene's entire face turned bright red, and she stammered over her words, unable to respond. After a few seconds, Meylene lets her hand fall to her lap, away from the rose. Her fingers clasped together "Y-young Master..."
“At the moment ‘Ciel’ is fine." He brushed his hair over his right eye.
Meylene's eyes grow wide, and her fingers tighten their grips on each other.
"Y-young Master...ah...C-Ciel..."
The hours roll by slowly. Each one dragged out into an immeasurable expanse. Finally there was a knock at the door and Sebastian pulled the door open. Ciel was yet out of sight.
Meylene's head jerked up, and she stood, quickly slipping the rose between her dress and apron at her side. Her fingers clutched at her dress.
"Ah, Miss Maylene, you're up late." Sebastian commented mildly.
Meylene took a deep breath, and smiled
"Mmm. I was waiting...I, uh, just wanted to...uhh...." Her voice trails off, face turning red as she blushed.
Sebastian sighed. "Excuse me." He bowed slightly and went back outside, returning moments later carrying a sleeping Ciel gently. He held a gloved finger to his lips and took him upstairs to his room.
Meylene stepped out of the way, as Sebastian went up the stairs, then she quietly followed, peering at Ciel's sleeping face, questioningly, yet with a small smile on her face.
Sebastian stepped passed her into Ciel's room and closed the door. He gently woke the young master and managed to help him change into his night gown.
"Goodnight young master."
"Yeah."
Sebastian blew out the candles he was carrying and walked back out into the hall. "Now, to make tomorrow's preparations."
Meylene stepped out of Sebastian's way again, unsure what to do. She chewed on her bottom lip. She wanted to see Ciel, but....she just couldn't enter his room. It would be....inappropriate.
Sebastian left the room and Ciel shuddered and pulled his blankets tighter around him.
Meylene placed her fingers on the door to Ciel’s room lightly, her eyes falling down to the floor. She sighed
He closed his eyes tightly, trying to push back memories of the day and drift to sleep, but images of Madam Red with that monster's scythe through her chest clouded his mind in red. He drifted slightly, only to awaken terrified at dreams of blood and petals. He began to softly cry.
Meylene was about to walk away, when she heard Ciel's quiet crying. She gasped, and moved forward, opening the door, and slipping in quietly. She shut the door again, before taking a breath.
"Y-Young Master?" Her voice quivered, because she knew she shouldn't actually be there.
"A-are you alright?" She took a step closer
Ciel’s eyes widened and he quickly ran a sleeve across his face even though the room was dark.
"I-I'm fine." his voice gave him away.
Hearing the sound of his voice, gave Meylene the courage she needed. She walked forward, until she came to his bedside. Reaching up she gently brushed her fingers along his arm.
"Young Master..."
He blushed a little.
"What are you doing here? Who gave you permission to enter?" He tried to summon up his usual commanding tone, but the effect was lost by the wavering in his voice.
Meylene flinched a little, her fingers still against his arm.
"I..." She looked away, hurt by his words.
He sighed heavily.
"It's alright this once." He stiffened at the feeling of her fingers on his arm. He would have normally yelled for Sebastian to remove her by now, but he was lonely and she distracted his mind from today's events.
Meylene looked up at him again, and smiled slightly. She felt him stiffen, and moved her hand away.
"Young Master..."
"I'm sorry..." He wasn't sure why he said it. He wasn't sorry to her. He was sorry to that woman, he knew she would be targeted yet he had used her as bait...he was sorry for Madame Red...
His eyes welled up again and he looked away.
Meylene's eyes widened in shock. She hadn't expected him to apologize, but it told her something was wrong andseeing the small glimpse of tears in his eyes....she did the only thing she could think of.
She reached out, wrapping her arms around Ciel and pulling him against her in a hug.
Ciel didn't recoil, he found himself hugging her tightly and crying into her soft sleeve. He had forgotten what it was like to be held so gently, it reminded him of his mother.
Meylene pulled Ciel closer against her, tightening the hug. She pressed her cheek against his hair, eyes closed. He let out a small sob and hugged her tighter too, nuzzling into her neck.
"I should have saved her, I could have...but I..." He choked a little.
Meylene didn't know who he was talking about so she kept quiet, afraid of saying the wrong thing. She brought one hand up and gently ran her fingers through his hair absentmindedly. Her other arm kept him pinned against him.
Ciel sobbed openly, he wasn't sure how long. He blushed painfully hot when he realized he'd been crying nestled in her cleavage.
Meylene continued to hold Ciel, waiting until his crying subsided. She didn't even notice when he blushed, her eyes half closed, fingers still running through his hair.
“U-um Maylene?"
Meylene paused, and looked down, her own face turning scarlet
"Y-yes?"
"Do you really like it here? Working as a maid? It seems kind of,…unglamorous." He realized he was looking right up at her with out his eye patch on and quickly looked away, covering his eye with his hand.
Meylene let out a small laugh, and shook her head.
"No. I mean, Yes. A-ah...I do like it here..." she moved her hand, fingers brushing his cheek.
"I love it actually. It doesn't matter to me if it's unglamorous or not..."
She dropped her eyes as he looked away.
He stiffened again as he clutched his eye, staring off with his left. He absently gripped her skirt in his state, feeling something crush inside the folds of her apron and skirt and jerking his hand away suddenly.
Meylene's eyes snapped back to him in shock, not realizing what just happened.
"I'm sorry, I think I've broken something in your pocket." He frowns sincerely.
"O-OH!" Meylene's eyes widened, and she shook her head, "I-it's nothing...don
t worry about it..." She had completely forgotten.
"Are you sure? If it was important to you I'll pay to have it replaced." He looked down, still holding his eye. His face dejected.
"Mm." Meylene shook her head, and reached to touch his face again. She didn't want to see that look. It was painful.
"It's all right...I-ah, I can get another. It's nothing" She didn't want him to know. Her face turned a darker shade of red.
Ciel let out another sob and let his hand drop, his hair fell over his eye anyway.
Meylene's face changed, and she drew him against her again "Young Master..."
He blushed again but hugged her back. "Thank you, but... can I ask you a favor?"
Meylene blinked in surprise, and nodded "Sure...What is it?" her eyes flicked down to him.
"Will you please...not tell Sebastian about this? I mean, that you saw me ...cry." The last word was spoken with great effort.
"Oh." Meylene nodded again "Of Course..."
"Thank you."
Meylene ran her finger along the tips of his bangs. she made a noise like she had something to say.
Ciel drew back. "Don't touch it." He covered his eye again.
"Ah" She pulled her hand away "S-sorry..."
He didn't say anything. He pulled his knees up to his chest quietly. Why had he let someone in here? This was highly inappropriate, and he, the head of the Phantomhive family too.
Meylene started to chew on her lip again, feeling uncomfortable. She had a feeling she had worn out her welcome
She continued to wait, moving her hand into her pocket to see if she could tell what damage had been done to the rose.
"What's that?" Ciel looked down suspiciously, but caught sight of a white petal. "Maylene..."
"OH!" Meylene's blushed covered her whole face now. Even though she was prepared to give it to him, she now felt insecure and scared of what his reaction would be.
He snatched it from her and inspected it coldly, as if checking it's authenticity.
Meylene jumped, shocked, her eyes widening drastically
"Hmph." he looked at her over it, and smiled.
"I'm taking this from you. Since I'm the head of this household, you have no choice but to give it to me."
Meylene returned the smile, and nodded.
"Mm. It's all right...actually...that is..." She ducked her head, using her hair to hid her face, "It's...for...you anyway..."
"That's silly. Why did you think I would like a rose?" He smirked and broke the rose from it's stem.
"Oh...Sebastian..." Meylene looked to the floor
"Hmph." He eyed her, then tucked the rose gently into her hair.
Meylene blushed and looked up again, meeting Ciel's eyes
Her fingers reached up towards the rose.
"There, it looks much better like that."
Meylene's entire face turned bright red, and she stammered over her words, unable to respond. After a few seconds, Meylene lets her hand fall to her lap, away from the rose. Her fingers clasped together "Y-young Master..."
“At the moment ‘Ciel’ is fine." He brushed his hair over his right eye.
Meylene's eyes grow wide, and her fingers tighten their grips on each other.
"Y-young Master...ah...C-Ciel..."