The Blood Bond
"W-Where am I?" Anna murmured, blinking half-open her eyes, and finding herself back in her room in the Phantomhive mansion, light beginning to pour in from the slightly-open curtains as it was just a few hours after dawn. She felt a weak pulsing headache in her temple, and she heard a soft chuckle beside her.
Turning her head slightly, she saw Sebastian sitting on her bedside, watching her.
"Good morning, Lady Anna," he greeted softly.
Instantly this set her alert, and she shot upright, instantly regretting it as she felt nauseous and slumped back towards her pillow, but Sebastian's hand caught her back, gently setting her down.
He chuckled. "Easy, My Lady," he said. "You fell unconscious last night after the ritual."
"What are you doing here?" she demanded in a sigh, resting her arm over her eyes.
"Well… my room is right next to yours," he began with a chuckle.
"Anna? Anna!" a male voice barked, and Sebastian looked under the bed, finding a white cat with golden eyes glaring at him.
What was strangely particular about this mysterious cat was that there was a pair of small white wings on its back.
"What is it?" Anna groaned, seeming unsurprised by the talking cat.
The white tom hissed at Sebastian, leaping out at him with claws outstretched, but Sebastian dodged without much effort.
"You have a demon in your room," the cat hissed.
Anna raised her arm and glared at the cat as he floated above them. "Yes, Fang, obviously," she retorted stiffly. "I have a demon in my room. Now calm down."
Sebastian gazed at the cat intently, as if nothing else in the world mattered to him anymore.
"Fang, this is Sebastian Michaelis, Ciel Phantomhive's demon butler," Anna introduced. "Sebastian, this is my best friend, pet, and partner, Fangorn Angelista, but I call him 'Fang' for short."
"Wonderful white hair," he murmured, "a pelt that looks so soft. An allure that could even be called sinful."
Fang looked at Anna, golden eyes confused and wary. "Is something wrong with this demon?" he implored her.
"I think he really loves cats," she commented quietly, "luckily, Ciel Phantomhive won't be allergic to you due to you not being a normal cat." Tilting her head to look at the demon, she addressed quietly, "Um… Sebastian?"
He blinked, looking at her. "Ah, sorry," he apologized, "greetings, Fang." He looked at Anna. "Well… how are you feeling today, Lady Anna?"
"Well…" she sighed, "aside from the slight pulsing in my head, I think I'll be fine in a moment."
"Ah yes," he said, gesturing to the white maid's outfit hanging on the dresser, different than the light blue one that she had the day previously, "I think this may be more to your liking. Otherwise I've coordinated a white butler's outfit for you that I've already hung inside your dresser. You may find it better for working with such a master as mine."
She chuckled, slowly sitting up as Fang flew down to curl up on her lap, and she stroked his fur, causing him to purr.
"May I?" Sebastian inquired, looking at Fang.
The white cat flicked his tail, gazing up at the expectant Anna before meeting Sebastian's red eyes with his own. "Very well," he permitted, allowing Sebastian to kindly pick him up and lay him on his own lap, scratching Fang behind the ears, causing him to purr loudly. "Ahhh… that feels good," he purred.
"Well… it seems like you two are getting along pretty well," Anna said, carefully swinging her legs out of bed, shakily standing up. "Oh my," she murmured, trying to maintain her balance, and Sebastian stood up, ready to catch her if she fell, but she maintained her balance well. "By the way, why are you here, Sebastian? Shouldn't you be tending to Ciel?"
"Not to mention how long have you been here?" Fang implored, glancing up at the butler. "I was sleeping peacefully when I was awoken by the sound of two voices."
Sebastian smiled darkly at Anna. "I've been watching over you for the past hour," he told her simply. "I thought that the company would help you rest easier. The Young Master does not wake up until a few hours from now. Speaking of, you look heavenly while you sleep."
She blushed, turning away as she headed to the dresser, removing the maid outfit and looking it over, noticing the delicate hand-stitches.
"I hope it is to your liking," Sebastian said. "I thought you would appreciate it better if your outfit was pure white like an angel's wings."
Realizing what he said and had said before, Anna turned to him. "You sewed this?" she demanded in awe.
He nodded with a smile. "The Young Master told me to take care of you and help you adjust to the Phantomhive mansion," he told her. "Therefore, I thought I'd have an outfit more to your style, as well as something similar to my own, so wear whatever you feel fits you, and do things at your own pace."
She laughed, the sound light and cheerful. "Thanks, Sebastian," she said. "I appreciate it. Fang, you already know the area of the Phantomhive mansion, correct?"
The white cat nodded, still being held by Sebastian before floating out of his arms, flying over to her.
"Are you sure we can trust this demon?" he whispered quietly to her.
Anna smiled. "For now, Fang," she murmured to the cat, though her gaze was directed at Sebastian. "I trust his personal intentions of gaining Ciel Phantomhive's soul. Now don't be rude and address him by his name when you speak to him. At least give him a fair chance."
Fang's tail twitch, looking at Anna expectantly. "If you insist," he sighed, "I don't trust his intentions, but I trust you, Anna."
She smiled at him, patting him on the head. "Now you better get down and act like a real cat," she ordered, "I'll get changed, clean myself up a bit, then we'll head over to the kitchen and start making breakfast for Ciel. Maybe I'll get you some milk too, Fang. Maybe that'll cheer up your dreary mood today."
Sebastian smiled at her as she left the room, disappearing into the bathroom where the wash bin was next door. Fang landed on the carpet on his pink paws, and twitched his tail with irritation.
"Is there something the matter, Fang?" the butler implored curiously.
The cat gazed up at him. "Forgive me if I can't completely trust a demon yet, Sebastian," he hissed acidly. "Though Anna seems to be fine around you, don't think you can win me over so easily."
Sebastian chuckled. "If that is what you wish," he replied, "so be it. So long as you don't get in my or my master's way, then you should know that this demon means no harm to you nor Lady Anna."
Fang's narrowed expression seem unchanged, pacing back and forth on the carpet impatiently.
Not too long afterwards, Anna returned to her bedroom, dressed in the new maid's outfit that Sebastian had personally sewn for her, looking quite angelic, the outfit matching well with her silver-white hair. The butler watched her thoughtfully.
"Hmmm… not bad," he murmured. "Just like I imagined it would look."
Anna flushed, twirling around to show the outfit from all sides before looking over herself. "Well," she said. "Let's get going. I'm sure that Ciel won't appreciate the fact that we're late."
As they arrived in the kitchen, Sebastian removed his butler's coat and hung it up, folding up his sleeves. In the meanwhile, Anna set up a bowl of lukewarm milk on the floor for Fang, and the cat lapped it up happily. Then she folded back her sleeves and looked at Sebastian as he took out the flour.
"So… what are we making this morning for the Young Master?" she implored.
"Poached salmon with a side of mint salad. Scones and French pastries will be prepared as an accompaniment. Earl Grey would be the perfect tea to match," he explained simply, pouring out the flour into a bowl.
Anna nodded. "Sounds good," she responded, heading over to take the bowl of flour from him. He looked at her, and she smiled. "Leave the pastry-making to me," she assured. "You can poach the salmon and make the mint salad. You can rely on me to make scrumptious pastries that I'm sure Ciel would enjoy."
"Very well," he said. "I'm interested in tasting the cuisine of an angel."
She glanced at him over her shoulder while stirring in various ingredients into the bowl. "And I'm interested in tasting the cuisine of a demon," she countered, and he smiled.
"As you wish, My Lady," he said with a smile and a bow. "Speaking of… I think it is important that we can keep in close contact at all times. Would you like to make a contract with me?"
Immediately, Fang sprung in front of Anna protectively, fangs barred as he unsheathed his claws. "Never would an angel make a Contract with a demon!" he hissed.
"Easy, Fang," Anna chided, "you're going to make a mess. You know I wouldn't make a Contract with a demon." There was a distant look in her eyes as she added softly, "There isn't anything I want…"
"Rest assured," Sebastian explained calmly, taking mental note of the longing reflecting in her eyes. "It's not that kind of a Contract that you're thinking of; it's not the Contract that I currently have with the Young Master. It's called a Blood Contract. All I need is one drop of blood from you, Lady Anna, and no matter where you are in this world, I will be able to find you, and you will be able to find me and or the other way around. This will be handy when it comes to what our Young Master constantly deals with."
"Ah yes," Anna said, "the trusty Blood Contract. I've read about that before. I've heard that the two people under the Blood Contract can also contact each other through telepathy, no matter how far the distance."
"Don't do it, Anna," Fang hissed. "It may be a trap for all we know!"
Anna stared into the bowl as she was stirring it intensely as it formed into dough. Then she put the bowl down, the whisk still in it. She looked at Sebastian. "Very well," she determined, her voice unwavering.
"Anna!" Fang hissed in surprise and frustration. "I won't allow you to do this!"
She smiled at him sadly. "It's alright," she assured, walking over to Sebastian. "Since the instigator of this contract is Sebastian, the person on the other side of this contract, meaning me, can break this contract anytime. However, the instigator himself cannot. Isn't that right, Sebastian?"
He smiled. "You are quite knowledgeable," he commented. "I see you've done your research. But yes, you are correct."
Anna looked at Fang, sadness reflecting in her azure eyes. "In any case, this Blood Contract should help you find Sebastian or Ciel if something should happen to me Fang," she told the cat softly, "considering that you yourself have a special bond with me."
The demon butler looked at her in curiosity. "Why should something happen to you?" he queried.
She looked at him. "You must've heard that eating the soul of an angel is something only very lucky demons are able to accomplish," she began. "I'm being hunted by various demons for my soul. I know it may seem to cause unnecessary hardships for young Ciel Phantomhive; however, these demons hunting me have to do with some of the strange occurrences happening in London recently. Therefore… I would be something of bait."
"Anna, don't do this, please, I'm begging you," Fang pleaded desperately. "You know Michael won't take well to this."
"I have to," she replied. "We'll worry about Michael later. Right now… this is for the better."
"Are you ready?" Sebastian implored gently, staring into her eyes deeply as he held one of her hand in both of his, flashing a knife.
"Yes," she responded calmly, meeting his cool ruby gaze with a kind one. "Just… one question before we start. Will you be okay with tying yourself to an angel for possibly all eternity?"
He smiled. "Who knows?" he replied simply. "How about you; are you okay with tying yourself to a demon?"
Anna looked at Fang. "Well… I guess I'm going to be finding out, won't I?" she retorted. "And in any case, I can just break our contract anytime I want to."
Sebastian nodded in agreement. "Ah, one more thing," he said, "Please don't bleed on anything. I don't think the Young Master would appreciate blood in his meal." When she nodded without a word, he smiled. "Then… let the Contract be made."
Lifting her hand up, he smoothly drew the knife across her finger, and blood blossomed from the wound, the drop of scarlet sitting on her finger. She silently winced with the quick pain and Sebastian gently lifted her hand to his lips, putting her finger in his mouth as he sucked on the blood, his eyes turning into their demonic glowing pupils as a Blood Contract was beginning to come together, and Anna could feel a new sensation rise in her; the new blood bond forming between her and Sebastian.
"Anna…" Fang growled. Though the cat was strongly against this, the feline knew that he could do little to stop her.
As Sebastian pulled her finger from his lips, he closed his eyes. When they reopened, his eyes had returned normal again, and Anna's small wound had already healed over. Without a word, Sebastian drew the knife over his own finger and offered it out to Anna, who gently placed his finger in her mouth, tasting the blood of the demon before withdrawing his unscathed finger.
"Now… to seal this new Blood Contract," Sebastian said, drawing her close as he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her against him as his lips brushed hers, the remnants of their blood mixing. To Anna, Sebastian's lips tasted like a sweet poison, drawing her deeper into what may have been a trap.
Both of them closed their eyes as a magical circle of red and gold bonds glowed under them, sealing the Blood Contract as they slowly pulled away, Sebastian smiling at her.
"There, that wasn't so bad now, was it?" he teased, and she pulled away.
"No," she said. "Aside from kissing a demon and drinking his blood, that wasn't too bad."
He chuckled, "Now… let us continue with making breakfast for the Young Master."
"Are you sure you're okay, Anna?" Fang inquired worriedly, his tail twitching with concern.
She nodded with a smile, washing her hands before beginning to work on the dough while Sebastian worked on the salad and the fish. In the meanwhile, Fang leaped back down onto the ground and padded back towards his milk, swishing his tail back and forth as he watched them work.
Not too long afterwards, both of them had finished their respective jobs and had placed the foods into the ovens and pot, and Anna picked up a small fish and tossed it over to Fang's empty bowl.
"Eat up," she told him. "We're going to have a long day ahead of us."
The cat ravished his meal quickly, and Sebastian looked at Anna while wiping his hands on a cloth.
"I thought that angels were vegetarians," he said.
She shook her head with a smile. "We are also omnivores, like the rest of you," she told him, "Though I'll admit that I'm more vegetarian. But our situations are very different. Unlike demons, we angels need to sleep. We get tired too. But luckily we only need one or two hours of sleep, not six to eight hours like humans do. But we do enjoy sleeping longer at times."
"I'm not surprised," he agreed, "especially with all of the things you need to tend to all over the world. I myself enjoy sleep as a luxury."
"So… is there anything that needs to be done in the kitchen while we wait for the food to cook?" Anna implored.
Sebastian looked at her sternly. "May you inform me the real reason of why you are here?" he demanded, his ruby eyes narrowing at her.
She twisted her gaze away as Fang looked at her, swishing his tail.
"I'd like to know that too," the cat agreed. "You've not spoken a word to me of why we are to take care of the young Earl Ciel Phantomhive."
"I made a promise to fulfill a man's wish almost four years previously before he died," Anna said quietly. "He once saved me when I was being attacked by a group of men by distracting their attention away from me and getting me to safety. I was grateful, and I watched over him from afar ever since. When he was dying, I appeared before him and asked for his wish as a thank you. He only asked for one thing: that his only son Ciel Phantomhive be well taken care of."
"Who was the man that saved you?" Fang inquired.
"Need you still ask?" Sebastian said. "It is obvious."
Anna nodded. "The late earl and Ciel's father: Vincent Phantomhive."