Seven Minutes in Heaven Black Butler UPDATE

Silver Ring

You felt something smooth, and cool. You sighed. As long as it could get you out of this awkward situation. You pulled it out. A ring, a silver banded ring with a large blue gem. It was beautiful. But who did it belong too? You looked around, no one was looking at you. You loudly cleared your throat and held up the ring. "And, who's is this?" You asked, then heard a soft groan. "This game is so childish." A voice said, you moved your gaze to a certain lad with one blue eye, the other eye was covered with a black eye patch. How queer! Maybe his eye was pecked out, or maybe he is blind in one eye. What a shame, he seems so young. You thought as he stood up.
You raised an eyebrow as his hair colour changed when he stood up. In the shadow, it looked blue, but now that he was standing in the light, it looked more of a greenish grey colour, which confused you greatly. "What are you staring at?" You snapped out of your thoughts and looked up, he had already made his way over to you, and was holding out his hand, his other was holding a walking stick. "Ah...my apologizes." You said as you placed the ring back in his hand. "Beautiful ring." You complimented as you stood up, looking at him and smiling. "It is, isn't it? I got it when my parents died in a fire that burned down my home." He said as he placed the ring on his thumb, your smile turned into a horrified one as your eyes widened and narrowed. "Oh, that's...terrible." You said honestly.
He nodded as he began to make his way over to the closet. You ruffled up your dress and quickly followed him, he opened the door and held it open. You gave him a small thanks before entering the closet. "Seven minutes, got it? No more!" He shouted as he stepped into the closet and shut the door. You quickly retreated into a corner, not liking how he was acting. You didn't even know his name, and you felt like he hated you. He didn't even want to go into the closet with you, his face was disgusted when you held up his ring. You heard muttering and listened in.
"So childish, why couldn't I've stayed home? I could have been working on all my paperwork that is due next week but no. I'm here." He muttered, you narrowed your eyes. Excuse him! Did he know who he was in accompany of? You cleared your throat. "Excuse me, but are you complaining about being in my manor, in my face?" You asked, earning silence in return. "I..No, I wasn't complaining. It's rude to listen in on what people are saying." He said, you rolled your eyes and crossed your arms. "Yeah yeah, as if I haven't been told that before." You muttered, and sighed. I should at least introduce myself. You thought as you rested your back against the wall. "My name is (first name) (last name), the pleasure is mine." You said, you heard a shuffle, he moved closer.
"Ah, yes I know. I am Ciel Phantomhive, pleasure." He replied, you smiled as pushed yourself off the wall. At least he was being nice, and not rude like before. You then felt uncomfortable, as if someone was watching you. "Excuse me, but are you staring at me?" You asked quietly, another shuffle noise. "I was not." You could hear his voice slightly change when he spoke, you knew he was lying. "Why did you lie?" You asked, now smirking, enjoying the fact that you had attention from someone. "I was not, do not tell me that I am lying." He snapped, your expression quickly changed.
"What was that?" Alois asked, looking around, and looked up at his butler. "What was that sound? Tell me Claude!" He commanded, the yellow eyed butler blinked. "I believe that was the sound, of a slap."
Your hand retracted back to your body, tingling from what you just did. "Do, NOT, tell me what I can and cannot do, Phantomhive." You hissed as you crossed your arms over your stomach, pressing in. When you hit him, he dropped his walking cane, it clattered on the ground, you didn't hear him pick it up. You didn't hear him move at all. In fact, it was so silent you were questioning if he was even in the dark, cramp room or not. After a little while longer, you heard him move to pick up his walking stick. Suddenly fearing for your physical being, you held up your hands and sunk in the corner of the room. "Don't hit me, I'm sorry it's just you've upset me." You said, trying to make sure that he didn't beat you with a stick.
"No, I apologize, I should not have insulted your home nor should I have snapped at you." He replied, you slowly stood up. "Seriously? You aren't going to hit me back?" You asked, worried that he was tricking you and was going to hit you. "I'd never, hitting a lady is just terrible." He said, you sightly smiled. "I apologize again." You saw him nod, just barely, but you saw it. You struck up conversation, trying to lighten the mood. The conversation was mainly you talking and rambling, him not getting any words really in at all. Not that either of you minded. He enjoyed it. Unlike his fiancée, who if he didn't speak to her would start crying, you would just talk on and on, and allow him to speak only when he wanted.
You never forced him, and he liked that.
Soon, with your never ending rambling, the hit was forgotten, and you two were on the ground. Your head in his lap as you waved your hands in the air, talking about your own life. You haven't noticed, but he was running his hand through your hair, slightly smiling. "And then I'd go out and, Ciel? Ciel are you alright?" You asked, sitting up, he was quiet for quite sometime. You knew you only had less then a minute left. "I've grown quite fond of you, (first name)." He said slowly, as if he was planning something. "You have? Shocking." You said the last word silently. You felt his fingers twitch. "As you know, I am engaged to Elizabeth." He said, you nodded, still not understanding where he was going with what he was saying.
You widened your (eye colour) eyes as you felt something press against your lips. You almost pulled away, your confusion clouded your mind, but two hands securely held you in place. The kiss was short lived as he then pulled away and stood up, causing you to fall on the ground. You almost said something, but the door swung open. You blinked a few times and stood up yourself. Understanding why he stood up so quickly, the person at the door, was his fiancée, angrily tapping her foot on the ground. She facial expression quickly changed when she saw that you two were far apart, she clapped her hands together. "Oh great! My little Cielie!" She squealed as she snatched his arm and yanked him out of the closet, hugging him tightly.
You brushed yourself off and stepped out of the closet a few minutes later, looking around. You saw Elizabeth in the corner, talking to someone jingling two sets of bells. You felt a hand on your shoulder and jumped. You tried to turn around, but couldn't move, someone was pressed against your back. "We'll finish that later, understood?" Ciel purred.