Your dream/flashback

You wandered through the Weston College halls, looking for your best friend. "Hey, (Y/N)!" you heard the deep voice of your best friend and you turned around to see him running right towards you. "Hey, Herman" you said, smiling and blushing as he offered to help you carry your books. He lead you onto the lawn and sat down with you. You always enjoyed your time with Herman, as he was a part of the P4 and didn't have a lot of time to be hanging around. "So, how has your day been?" he asked, pulling his lunch out of his bag. "Fine, I guess. Yours?" "Fine" he smiled his rare genuine smile and started to eat his bright red apple. You pulled out your own lunch and started to eat when he said "You know, you always make my day so much better" you almost choked on your food and he had a worried look on his face as you held up your hand and finished your mouthful. You blushed deeply and quietly said "How so?" "Your like a little sister to me, why shouldn't you make me happy" you don't know why but your heart fell and you just nodded before you finished the rest of your food in silence. "Is... something wrong?" you hated seeing him upset so you put on your best fake smile and said "No, I'm alright" he nodded in disbelief but dropped it and changed the subject.

~time skip in the dream. L, did you know? Gods of Death love apples~

You ran as fast as you could through the halls, your friends Grell and Adrian right behind you. You were all laughing as you ran and soon found the members of the P4 joining the chase. You had just taken a first year's cricket bat as a joke. You found yourself doing this a lot, taking things that didn't belong to you with your friends for fun. The 'victim' eventually got their stuff back, but never before a good chase through the halls. Herman suddenly appeared in front of you, blocking your bath. Your eyes widened in fear as your instincts kicked in. Usually you would just lightly push someone out of the way but you just couldn't bring yourself to touch him. Your arm worked on its own as you felt your hand grab the top of a locker and you hoisted yourself up. You did a side flip over Herman's head and landed it gracefully while Adrian and Grell pushed him out of the way as you continued running with the bat. The sounds of the crowd and the other P4 members screaming at the three of you echoed throughout the school halls as you took a shortcut and ran straight onto the lawn. Eventually, you made it out of the school but you knew better than to stop running. You felt something sharp around your waist and you looked down to see Adrian's new customized scythe hooked underneath you. You held onto the handle as he hoisted you up on the roof of the school whilst everyone else ran straight past, oblivious to the fact that you were just lifted onto a roof by a blade that was bigger than you. "Thanks Adrian" you said, collapsing on the roof and panting, the cricket bat still in your hand. Grell sat next to you and laughed as he watched everyone give up and trudge back to the school. "I wish was a grim reaper" you said, closing your eyes and imagining your scythe. Adrian and Grell glanced at each other before Adrian sat on the other side of you and cracked up laughing. You rolled your eyes and playfully punched him on the shoulder before he looked at you and was suddenly very serious. "Collecting souls is not a pretty sight, (Y/N)" you looked at him and pushed back his bangs. "You should grow your hair long, Adrian. I think it will suit you" his bright green eyes that were hidden behind his silver rimmed glasses sparkled as she dropped his bangs, stroking his cheek softly in the process. He blushed as she turned to Grell. "Your hair should be... RED! Red suits you!" she shouted, pulling on his brown ponytail. He also blushed when you saw Herman run out of the school door, frantically searching for you. "(Y/N)? (Y/N)!" he said as he looked up and saw the three of you sitting with your legs dangling over the edge of the roof. You sighed and sat on Adrian's scythe for a quicker route down. He slowly lowered you to the ground and you jumped off to talk to Herman. "Greenhill, I thought we called people by their last name" "I think we're past that point with you" he said, shrugging and making you giggle. You handed him the cricket bat and said "Here. I've had enough exercise for one day" he smiled and said "Actually, I wanted to talk to you about something" "Oh?" You tilted your head in confusion and he adjusted his tie nervously "I... w-wanted to tell you that I... I l-like you" your eyes heart skipped about ten beats as your eyes widened and he turned away, not wanting to see your reaction. You turned him to face you and you kissed him.

Your P.O.V

You woke with a start, sweating and panting. You ran your hand through your hair as you thought of Herman all those years ago and how he died because you didn't listen to him or his warnings. You remembered his soft touch and they way he used to say your name. "No. Forget him. He's dead. You're married now" you told yourself as you collapsed back on the bed. You faintly heard a grandfather clock ring in the distance. One... two... three... four... four rings. "Its four in the fucking morning?!" you yelled as you got up and decided just to get ready for the day. You spent most of the morning in the bath when Sebastian knocked on the door. "(Y/N), love, its time to get up" he opened the door and you said "I'm in here" he walked in the bathroom and looked at you. He smirked and started to strip. "Eh? What are you doing?" you asked, giggling and staring at his now shirtless chest. "Joining you" he said, winking at you and stepping out of his boxers before joining you in the bath. You smiled as he picked up the soap and rubbed, forming a lather. He pulled you into him, and wrapped your legs around him as he rubbed the soap on your back. After he was certain you were clean he helped you to dry yourself and pulled out a dress. He insisted on helping you dress, like always, and pulled on your stockings while you brushed through your now dry hair. He helped you into the simple (E/C) dress. It fell to the floor and had long sleeves that reached just below your elbows, so it concealed most of your body below your neck. He put (E/C) gloves on your hands and wrapped a (E/C) scarf around your neck after helping you put your coat and flats on. He pinned your hair in a bun and you applied very little make up, so not to overthrow the simple look. He left the room to tend to the young master after reminding you that you would be having guests over at the manor. You sighed and pulled the photo out of your coat pocket. Once again, you felt yourself staring a moment too long at Herman before you snapped out of your trance and hid the photo in your pillow case.

*Bloopers*

"And action!" You sat on Adrian's scythe for a quicker route down. "AHHH FUCK! Just fucking smashed myself with the bat!" *insane laughter* *Grell falls off roof*

"Take two! And... action!" You were about to sit on Adrian's scythe when you fell off the roof. "Adrian you little stupid ass bitch!" *laughter* "Oops...?"

"And action!" One... Two... Three... Four... Four rings. "Its three in the fucking - no its four. I cant even. Its four not three. Fuck me" *roflmao*

"Action" One... Two... Three... Four... Four rings "Its four fucking in the duck and a *strange sounds* quack" "Reader-chan get the fucking scene right or I'll replace you with an OC *cracking up laughing*"