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139 Dreams ☁ 24th Dream {Torn to Pieces – Ciel}

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Torn to Pieces
☁Ciel Phantomhive☁


When you first came across the blue-haired boy, he was a mere shell of himself. His matching blue eyes were dull and lifeless and his voice did not want to work for him. You found him in a dark alleyway, knees tucked tight into his small body. His clothes were torn and dirty, as if he had been wearing them for a while.

Despite how lifeless his eyes were, you can see sadness lurking deep within their depths. It was clear to you that something tragic had happened to this boy.

Of course, being the bleeding heart that you were, you decided to take him into your home – the fact that he went with you so willingly worried you.

You borrowed clothes from the neighbor’s kid and showed the boy to the bathroom. He didn’t know how to turn the water on, which puzzled you. It wasn’t the only thing, either; the most basic of tasks stumped him, yet he still remained stoic. There was a small spark of wonder and curiosity in his eyes when he found the TV. Had he never seen one before?

Everything this boy did made you wonder who is he and where he came from, what hardships he faced in life. He still wasn’t speaking, so you offered him a pen and some paper. His brow furrowed in confusion as he examined the pen – he didn’t know what it was. Did that mean he didn’t know how to write?

“Like this.” You gently took the pen from his hand and wrote your name in a messy scrawl.

His eyes widened and he mouthed something you didn’t catch. He took back the pen and wrote something beside your name: Ciel. His handwriting was neat and elegant like none you had seen before.

You stared at it for a moment, starting to feel self-conscious. Though you hadn’t put any effort into writing your name, it looked absolutely horrid next to his beautiful script. “Ciel? Is that your name?”

He nodded lightly before touching down the pen once more. ‘That’s all I can remember’, he wrote.

He must have amnesia, your brow furrowed in concern. “Don’t force yourself, it’ll only do more harm than good. Don’t worry,” you set your hand on top of his head, ruffling his hair lightly. “You can stay here as long as you need to. I’ll keep you safe while you recover your memory.”

He stared up at you for a moment before nodding softly. It only lasted a brief moment, but you were sure that you saw some warmth in his eyes. You knew at that moment that you hadn’t made a mistake. Even though years passed without him recovering any of his memories, you never once regretted taking the boy into your home.

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In W A R✘ and L O V E ♥ {002 – Hitsugaya}

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Title: In W A R and L O V E

Anime: Bleach

Pairing: Hitsugaya x OC

Genre: AU and Fluff~

Contest: Love and other disasters

Prompt: Jealousy


I woke up with a wide grin on my face, ready to face the day.

Practically skipping to my high school, I plopped down beside my best friend, ignoring his look of fear.

“Oi, what’s your problem?”

“Hmm? What ever do you mean, Ichi?”

“You’re acting cheerful… it’s scary!”

I chuckled, running my hand through my hair. Yes, I could understand why he was so afraid. I wasn’t a morning person at all, and always came to school acting like a zombie. I’m not cheerful very often, either. Honestly, if I wasn’t so happy, I’d probably be scaring myself. “My boyfriend is coming home today.”

The fear disappeared from his face and he nodded in understanding. “Cool. You can bring him to my party then.”

“Ah, so you really are having a party?”

“Aa.”

“Hmm, I’ll be looking forward to it, Ichi~”

( / / / / )

The time was four o’clock and I was literally bouncing in my skin. I couldn’t sit still knowing that Toushirou would be here any minute. It had been months since I saw him last, and he was finally taking the weekend off from his company so we could spend some time together.
A knock sounded on the front door of my apartment and I bit back a squeal, speed walking to the door.

“Toushirou.” I breathed, my lips tugging up into a smile. He hadn’t changed much since I saw him last; he was still short, and still adorable.

He smiled softly. “Is that all you have to say?”

I chuckled, throwing my arms around his neck and pecking his lips. “I missed you.”

“I missed you, too.”

( / / / / )

Toushirou had agreed to join me at Ichigo’s party, but when we arrived, he migrated to the couch and hadn’t moved. After giving Ichigo a hug and wishing him a happy birthday, I left him with Rukia – his girlfriend – and headed toward the snow haired male, plopping down beside him. His teal eyes were narrowed at the orange haired strawberry.

“Toushi?” I called softly, my hand finding his own. His pale skin was like ice against my warm flesh; it was a nice feeling, something I had grown accustomed to shortly after we started to date. It had always fascinated me.

A tic mark appeared below his eye. “Don’t call me such a ridiculous name!”

I ignored his demand, pushing his bangs away from his forehead. “What’s bothering you?”

He scowled, turning his head away. “It’s the first night we’ve been together in almost five months, and we’re sitting here at a party instead of spending time alone.”

“It’s Ichigo’s birthday…”

“That’s even worse!”

I blinked, leaning forward and catching a glimpse of red. He was blushing! “Toushi… are you… jealous?”

“What?!” His head whipped around, eyes wide and pale cheeks burning brighter. “T-That’s ridiculous!”

I chuckled, throwing my arm around his shoulder as I poked his warm cheek. “Aww, there’s no need to be jealous, Toushi. You’re the only one for me~”

“Stop calling me that, damn it!”