Crescent 🌙

After having finished talking with Ciel about my first project and getting his measurements I had headed to bed. I changed from the blue dress to a silky, light teal night dress and slipped under the warm covers.

Mey-Rin woke me up the next morning at 8:30. I slipped out of bed and ran a hand through my hair. I pulled a forest green dress out with a black lace corset and quickly got dressed. I brushed my hair and braided the piece of red and pinned it back. I slipped into my boots and adjusted my black framed spectacles.

I had breakfast with the servants. I sat across my a tired looking Finny.

“Good Morning, Crescent!” He said brightly despite his tired appearance.

“Bonjour, Finny. Did you sleep well?” I asked eyeing the dark circles under his green eyes.

“Oh yes quite well!” He says smiling.

Nodding I finish eating and take my leave to the room Ciel set up for me to work in. On one wall was rows and rows upon fabrics, of different colors and textures.  Next to another wall stood three mannequins. A desk with my sketchbook and pens and pencils sat next to a window that overlooked the garden.

Smiling to myself I sat down and looked at the dress I was designing a dress for the Young Lord for some very odd reason. Sebastian said to make it a pastel pink. I took a look at Ciel’s complexion and said a dark blue would make his skin seem paler and make him look younger.

Sebastian thought about it and agreed. The dress I had designed was a midnight blue with a black lace overlay. I had also designed a flower cover.

I finished the design and walked to the fabric wall and looked through the dark blues before finding one that matched the image in my mind.

I found the color i was looking for and brought it over to the table. I picked my rainbow chrome scissors and laid the template down and began to cut.  I was surprised how well and easy the scissors cut the fabric.

Once it was cut I placed my black pincushion on my wrist and began to pin it to the mannequin. Before i can get my needle and thread a knock on the manor door peaks my interest. I exit my room and make my way to the staircase next to a curious looking Finny.

Sebastian opens the doors to a girl wearing a black and blue dress. Her hair is hot pink with black streaks, she had magenta eyes a few shades darker than her hair.

“Good Morning Miss. How may I help you?” Sebastian asked the girl.

“I'm looking for Mey-Rin?” She asked almost nervously.

“Oh my…. So beautiful.” Finny whispers staring at the newcomer.

“Finny, can you go find Mey-Rin?” Sebastian asks the green eyed gardener. Finny doesn't answer still staring at the girl at the doorway.

“Finnian!” Sebastian’s scold, pulling the boy out of his daydream.

“Wha-? Yes Sir!” He said.

Just then Mey-Rin enters.

“Malia? Is that you dear?” she asks tilting her head.

“Sissy!” Malia exclaims running past Sebastian and wrapping Mey-Rin in a hug. “Since when do you wear glasses?”

“Oh uh-” Mey-Rin starts but is cut off by the appearance of Ciel.

“What is the meaning of this? None of my servants are doing their jobs. Sebastian, explain.” he says eye narrowed at the butler.

“It's my fault, Young Lord. You see I haven't seen my sister since she left. And I just became of age and I wanted to see her.” Malia explains standing next to her sister. She bows her head. “I'm terribly sorry.”

“Young Lord. Perhaps Miss Malia could be of service to the manor.” Sebastian says a smirk playing on his lips.

“Do you have any talents or skills?” Ciel asks the girl.

“I'm good at gardening. I can bring even the deadest plants back to life!” the girl smiles magenta eyes sparkling.

“Then it's settled. Finny! Bring Malia to the garden store room and have her help with planning the garden for spring.” Ciel says pointing at Finny.

“Y-yes, my lord!” Finny says saluting him. Malia gives her sister a hug and walking up to Finny.

I give her a smile as she passes and she returns the favor. She looked no more than a year older than Finny.

“Back to work everyone. Sebastian, bring some tea up.”

“Yes, My Lord.” we say together.

I head back to my room and begin to sew the fabric together. I get the entire bottom of the dress together before the sound of glass interrupts my concentration.

Exiting the room I follow the sound to the foyer where a male with red hair  is holding a very uncomfortable looking Sebastian around his middle. He wore a red jacket half off with a white button up underneath along with a orange and white bowtie. He wore red framed glasses on a string with skulls.

“Oh Bassy! I’ve missed you terribly!” The redhead exclaims.

“This guy again?” Bard grumbles coming in the room.

“I am a woman thank you!” The head head glared at Bard who rolls his eyes.

Her eyes land on me and she gasps. She untangles herself from Sebastian, who quickly fixes his jacket.

She walks close to me and I can't help notice that her eyes are a similar shade to mine.

“Cressi? Is that you?” She breathes.

“Excusez-moi?” I ask.

“Oh my. It is!” The redhead exclaims clapping her hands making me jump.

“Who is she?” I ask Ciel who looks bored of the situation.

“Tha-” Before he can explain the red head pulls me into her chest.

“My name is Grell Sutcliff and I am your mother!” She holds my shoulders and looks at me. Her smile wide, exposing razor sharp teeth.

“I-I don't quite understand.” I reply staring at her confused. She looked no older than I. There was no way she could be my mother.

“You're father and I will explain. You don't mind if I take her for a bit? I'll be sure to return her.” Grell says hugging me.

“Whatever gets you out of here quicker.” Ciel says turning away.

“Ma-Master!” I sputter as the redhead chuckles.

“Excellent! Until later then Bassy!” she blows a kiss at a still disgusted looking Sebastian. “Au Revoir.~”

With that she teleports us away.

We land in front of a posh looking building. She pushes the doors open revealing an office space.

“Come along dearie.” She says pulling me towards a back office. Without bothering to knock she pushes the door open.

“Oh Will! Look who I found!” She says pulling me inside. A large oak desk sat in the middle of the room with the name plate ‘William T. Spears.’ upon it. At the desk sat a stern looking man with black hair slicked back, bright green eyes sat behind a pair of black thick framed glasses. His suit was tailored to perfection.

“Who's this Sutcliff?” he asks.

“You mean to tell me you can't who your own flesh and blood is?” Grell asks over dramatically.

At this point I was even more confused than before.

“U-Um excuse me. But what's going on?” I ask quiety.

The stern looking man finally looks at me. A sense of realization crosses his face.

“Th-This is her?”

Grell nods. “She's beautiful isn't she, Will dearest.”

“Allow me to explain.” Will says taking in my baffled expression.

We had sat down and he explained that they were shinigami. He told me during a very rare office party he had a little too much to drink and ended up sleeping with Grell. Causing Grell to become pregnant with me. After I was born he forced one of the reapers to bring me to an orphanage because he didn't want a constant reminder of that night.

After he was done explaining I sat back in my seat and took everything in. When I finally processed things I opened my mouth.

“But she looks no older than I! How is that?”

“Shinigami age differently than humans sweetie. We can control how we age. So even though I look 28 in reality I’m 45!” Grell said smiling at me.

“S-So you're my mom and dad?” I ask feeling tears rush to my eyes.

“Indeed we are sweetheart!” Grell said smiling.

I lunge into her arms. “Mom.” I mumble into her chest feeling the tears fall.

“Oh Cressi!” she coos wrapping her arms around me. “Will come join the hug!” He sighs but joins in anyway.

~Time Skip~

I had spent the rest of the day there catching up with my mother who was obsessed with the color red. As well as modding my death scythe which turned out to be the rainbow chrome scissors I had gotten from Olivia.

I change it to a deadly looking knife in a metallic teal color much to my mother's dismay.

Arriving back at the silent Phantomhive manor I quickly and quietly made my way to the room I shared with Mey-Rin and now her sister Malia. A spare bed had been brought in and the young girl was sleeping soundly with the covers wrapped around her.

I slipped my death scythe from my sleeve and set it on the table beside my bed before changing out of my dress and into my nightgown. I crawled under my covers and was about to fall asleep until a cry from across the hall caught my attention. The cry was followed by a whimper and a yelp.

I lit a candle and slipped my blue dressing robe on. I grabbed the candle and dashed out of the room to where Finny and Bard slept.

My eyes snapped to Finny who was tossing and turning in his bed muttering ‘no.’ and ‘please stop’. Over and over.

Setting the candle on the table by his bed I sat down on the and grabbed his wrists.

“Finny! Finny! Come on Sweetie you gotta wake up!” I call.

His green eyes pop open and he sits up, breathing heavy tears falling from his eyes.

I pull him into a hug and pet his hair as he sobs into my chest.

“Shh… It's okay. You're safe I got you.” I soothe. Having had to do this every night with the younger kids.

His sobs slow and he breathes normally. My senses let me take in the rest of the surroundings and I see Bard sitting up in bed staring at me.

Patting Finny on the back I stand up and turn to glare at him.

"You obviously saw he was having a night terror why didn't you help?!" I growl, crossing my arms over my light blue dressing gown.

"I-I er...we-" he stutters face turning red.
I glance at his bedside table and see the dirty magazine and I narrow her eyes at the American cook.

"Oh I see now. Too busy reading porn to help. You disgust me." I spit turning on my heel and ushering a still frightened Finny back to my room.

"Go lay with Malia, Fin. She'll keep you safe." I whisper.

He nods and crawls into the space next to her. Malia senses his presence and wraps and arm around him.

I smile softly. I discard my dressing gown and crawl into my own bed. As my head hits the pillow I fall asleep.

Translations

Bonjour- Good Morning
Au Revoir- Goodbye
Excusez-moi- Excuse me