
Ciel. Ciel Phantomhive. He met this one person which seems to be someone he remembers. Everytime they talk just for a small peep, his head starts to pound afterwards. He just couldn't remember where he saw her. Does he know her from childhood? Or was it all in his head? That smell of White Roses made him daze off thinking, "Who is she?" -Black Butler
Rated: Fiction T - English - Ciel P. - Chapters: 3 - Words: 1,420 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 6 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 10-02-12 - Published: 09-26-12 - id: 8558897
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