"You remember how I met Ciel, Jaime?" I looked over at the young winged boy.
"No..." He said, looking through his memory banks. I smiled and hopped into his lap.
"Story time!"
I ran through the forest, my boots hitting the snow furiously. All I had to protect me from the cold was Daddy's সোয়েটার and some shorts, not good for below freezing weather. I skidded to a stop, just barely avoiding falling off the cliff. I peeked over the edge, and I couldn't see the bottom, and my eyes widened. Something shifted in the snow.
"Who's there!?" I whipped around. Amethyst eyes gazed upon me. I tilted my head. He was young, like, my age, translation, ten অথবা eleven.
"What're আপনি doing out here?" The boy had a big coat, that belonged to his dad অথবা something. He didn't respond, he only looked off into the snow. A blizzard began to hit.
"You don't talk much, do you?" I sat পরবর্তি to him, my legs dangling over the ledge.
"Who are you?" He looked over at me.
"Mel. Who are you?"
"C-Ciel." He looked me over. "You shouldn't be out here in those kind of clothes. You'll loose your toes."
"I've হারিয়ে গেছে worst." He tilted his head.
"Don't ask." I breathed out, my breath visible. The cold had sunken in through my sweatshirt.
"You look colder than an ice cube."
"Yeah, I am." I whispered.
"Come here." He opened his arms. I hesitated, but, there was something about this boy I trusted. I sat on his lap, as he unzipped his jacket. His chest was bare, and had one scar running down his neck, to his stomach.
"You are cold." He whispered, zipping me into his পশম jacket.
"Why are আপনি out here alone? Especially on Christmas?"
"I've always spent বড়দিন alone." He said.
"Why?"
"Because I don't have anyone."
"W-"
"You ask alot of questions, don't you?" I nodded, and he let out a chuckle.
"That's okay."
I smiled, and warmth began to flood back into my body.
"How old are you?" He asked.
"Ten. You?"
"Twelve."
"You're an old fart."
At this, he laughed.
"I'm only two years older than you!"
"I know." I giggled. He rolled his eyes.
"Why are you out here alone?"
"Because it's my birthday, and I wanted to."
"Ah. Happy birthday."
"Merry Christmas!" I beamed.
He poked my nose, making me giggle. Slipping from his jacket, I braced myself for the cold.
He stood up, taking my hand and pulling me up.
"You're strong." I said. He bowed, and started to walk off.
"Bye!" I waved.
Before he had a chance to wave back, he fell to the snow.
"CIEL!" I dropped down to his side.
"I'm okay..." He whispered, struggling to his knees. I pressed the back of my hand to his head, and he was burning up.
"You have a fever." I pulled his arm around my shoulders, and stood up.
"Don't strain yourself." I said, starting to walk.
"But-"
"Shh."
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I kicked open the locked door.
"Daddy!" I yelled.
"Yes M-What happened."
Fang knelt infront of us, tilting Ciel's chin up.
"He has a fever." I whispered. Ciel's knees buckled under him.
"Woah there." I said, catching him. His eyes shut slowly.
"Give 'im here Mel." Fang picked him up.
"Take good care of him." I whispered.
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"Where'd আপনি find him?"
"We were talking over on the cliff."
"Why was he there?"
"I dunno. He just ব্যক্ত he didn't have anyone to celebrate বড়দিন with." I whispered, pressing the back of my hand to the sleeping boy's forehead.
"Really?" I nodded.
"Wow."
"Yeah. He's been my friend ever since."
I mean, Jack found me on the cliff. And brought me in cause I had a fever...
Those Eyes *.*
Precious child
