アニーの遺産

On the carriage ride back, it was quiet, except for the current conversation between Madame Red and Ciel. My head was reeling with all sorts of thoughts... about Adrian Crevan. An ex-Reaper from my early times in captivity. He was much older than me at the time... how long ago was it? I'm technically thirty-two, but my mind and body won't change until after the age of sixteen which is where I left off last...

Its been about twenty-two years now. Wow I'm an old ass mother hugger...

You though I would say fucker, didn't you?

I smiled slightly at the thought, but then frowned. Adrian is now going under the name Undertaker... it fits him. Better than Adrian really... I twiddled my thumbs while thinking of this.

"And you! How do you know such a man anyway? An Undertaker?" Madame Red pointed at me with a polished fingernail, and I looked at it for a moment. I sighed and looked away, "He's... an old acquaintance of mine. From a very long time ago..."

"Aren't you only fifteen? That's hardly a long time..." she said, and I cocked an eyebrow. She has no idea... and I rolled my eyes. Noblewoman are just as pompous as noblemen. "True, but nonetheless, it was a surprise to see him today. I wasn't expecting to even recognize him... he changed a lot." I said, and Ciel gave me a bewildered look. "I have known him since I was little, and he has looked the same to me..." he said, and I blinked at him. Then smiled, realizing how young Ciel is. "Oh no, he hasn't always looked like that. Believe me... I will tell you later..." I said.

"His real name is Adrian?" Lou asked, and I nodded, then shrugged. "At least that's what I know." I said. "You and Undertaker must have been very close then, for you to know him by his real name..." Sebastian said finally, and I stared at him. Why does his voice sound so different? Not that the pitch has changed, or that it somehow sounds strange... but...

I looked away suddenly, feeling his eyes lock into mine for a second. "No. Not really... like I said, I've just known him for a long time." I said, and looked out the window. Hearing his "hmmm" of acknowledgement, I decided to listen to the rest of the conversation.

"Well, what are we going to do now? Like Annie had pointed out, even I would have the medical abilities to carry out such a crime!" Madame Red pointed out, I only lifted my eyebrows slightly, and listened as Sebastian then suggested something. Ugh his voice... I suddenly felt something bubble within my stomach. Something like warmth... or butterflies erupted. I couldn't even concentrate on what he was saying... it was almost hypnotizing... I swallowed when he smiled. Oh god no.

Something akin to euphoria made my head sling back, my chest heaving, and my legs felt shaky all of a sudden. His voice... it felt good. I immediately snapped out of it though. What was happening?! That's not right in the least bit... I shook my head to get rid of all possible dirty thoughts that may have taken place there, and then looked at Sebastian. He had his eyes locked on me. Again. "W-what?!" I stammered, and Sebastian took quiet delight in this. I could tell because he smirked.

"Will you help me with the suspect list, Miss Annie. You're help could prove to be useful..." he said, and I blinked.

"Oh. Well, okay then." I said, and gave him a frown when he got up, and opened the door. "Wait, now?!" I said, startled when he started to lean back, hanging onto the inside of the door, and held out another hand to me. His black hair started whipping about in the wind. Oh god... he looks so good. I swallowed and blinked away my thoughts, "Okay then." I said, and took his hand. Stop thinking dirty, Annie. Stop it. Stop it now.

He pulled me to his chest, making me practically lay on top of him. My bottom rested on his waist, and my back was held close to his chest, and I could feel the London air slap me repeatedly on the cheek. Oh c'mon... how am I supposed to keep my mind pure when he is doing this extra questionable position now?! Pervy butler...

He tightened his grip on my waist now, and I couldn't help but let my head slink back to rest on his shoulder, "We will expect you later then, and I will be sure to have a suspect list completed when you get back." He said. Ugh. There it is again, that voice. It made me numb, completely numb and tingly inside. I just wanted to be near him...

Wait.

Stop. Stop it. Stop it NOW. Annie Underling you know better!

...

Sebastian walked into the room, a slice of cake in his hand. I could smell the frosting first before I smelled him. I glanced up, to see him smiling brightly as he would when he sees a guest. "I thought you might like some refreshments?" He said. I smirked and let out a short breath through my nose. "Hmmm, you're right. I am a bit peckish..." I said. He set the palate down beside me, while I continued writing names.

"You also seemed a bit flushed when I put you down after we reached the manor..." he said, and I accidentally forgot a letter in one of the suspects name. "Oops." I quickly muttered, and blotted it out with the correction fluid I had beside me as well. "I was a bit flushed. Seems like something is going on... I don't know what though." I said, and rewrote the name correctly this time. He then pulled up a chair and sat directly in front of me. I stopped writing and looked at him. Wondering why he would be doing such a thing...

"Is something the matter?" I asked, and he stared at me for a good long minute before speaking again. "How exactly do you know Undertaker?" He asked, and I froze, a bit shocked at his straightforwardness.

I sighed, and put the fountain open down. Then ran a hand through my hair. It has gotten a lot longer, and much more messy over my stay here. I should cut it before I start resembling my old self again. "Undertaker... he was supposed to die, a long time ago..." I said, absently.

Looking up at the ceiling, I recalled the memory...