Black Butler ~ Seven Minutes in Heaven ~ SebastianIn his hand was a small bag, he tugged on the strings to open the bag. You got up from you seat and walked towards him, you placed your hand into the bag and pulled out a folded piece of paper. You unfolded the paper and read the name..."Sebastian Michaelis," you said.You looked up from the small piece of paper to see Grell almost in tears, you felt awkward unable to cheer up Grell. Sebastian must be his 'Bassy'. The man who stood loyally behind the bluenette, was currently in a deep bow then he righted himself."My lord, I do believe this girl has to spend seven minutes with a closet with me, please excuse me, my lord," he said to the young bluenette, who just flicked his hand as if to say 'away'.Sebastian walked over towards you, he was a tall man with red eyes. He smiled sweetly at you, before placing his arm out to guide you. You placed your hand on his arm just in front of the join at his elbow and he guided you inside the closet."Have fun in there," Grell said sadly, "see you
America x England - Winter WonderlandAmerica x England - Winter WonderlandArthur was in a considerably foul mood. He exhaled in annoyance, not really listening to the American's rant about how Harry Potter ended too abruptly, and couldn't J.K bring out another book? He was far too tired to retaliate with the fact that since Voldemort had been defeated there were no exciting events occurring anymore, and so, the next generation of Hogwarts students would be leading boring lives not at all worthy of a few hundred pages of telling. Instead his mind wandered back to the house they had embarked from a few minutes prior. The house with a boiled kettle ready to pour a steaming cup of tea which he could consume whilst huddled under layer upon layer of warm blankets, reading a good book by some enthralling author. His mind soon hesitantly wandered back to his current situation though as a cold wind rattled through him and snow left icy kisses on his flushed face. He shivered violently and adjusted his scarf further over his face.
Why Is It So Hard? Chapter 1 (SebaCiel)(Sebastian's POV)"Sebastian, I like you! Please go out with me!"Yeah, here it is again. I was already used to being confessed to by multitudes of girls. The only thing that bothered me was why. Why the the hell would they all want to go out with me?"I'm sorry, Pola. I'm not interested."She raised her head."How come?" she asked "I'm almost sure you don't have a girlfriend."That was something new. Mostly when I rejected then, they'd say something like Sebastian, you idiot! or You're so cruel, Sebastian! but none of them asked why."That's true, Pola. But it doesn't mean I want to date someone based off of the first time I meet them.""If this is the first time you've seen me, how come you know my name?"Well, she was smart."You're Elizabeth's sister, are you not?"She looked at me in disbelief."You know her?""Yes, in fact, I do," I answered. "Wasn't she the one that told you about me?""Se-Sebastian...y-you're so cruel..." Here we go again..."I HATE YOU!"She ran off,