6 Doing Things in Moderation

[Switching to Kate's POV]

Am I dreaming? I've asked myself this question for the umpteenth time. Ever since Ciel rescued me from that dark alley, I've been living a happy and comfortable life. Each day was filled with warmth, and love, that I felt that I was living in a dream.

Sometimes, I wake up in the middle of the night drenched in sweat and tears. Afraid that the next time I opened my eyes, I would find myself back to that cold, and lonely street, under the mercy of the elements.

Light flashed across my dark room as a streak of lightning illuminated the night sky. The thick blanket and soft bed were not able to give me any comfort. My body shivered in fear as the roar of thunder echoed inside my room.

"I hate thunderstorms."

[I hate it too.]

Yes, we hate thunderstorms. It reminded us of dark and desperate days; days when we were struggling to survive.

My body stood up from the bed and headed towards the door. There was only one safe place in the world, and I am going to that place.

My panicked footsteps echoed silently in the empty hall. It was quite fortunate that his room was not far from mine. I carefully turned the door knob and prayed that it wasn't locked. Ciel didn't have the habit of locking his door, but there could always be exceptions. Fortunately, the door opened without problems. I breathed a sigh of relief as I entered the room.

It was dark, but I was fine with that. This was not the first time I'ved sneaked inside his room, nor would it be the last. I could already imagine seeing a young boy sleeping in a large bed that didn't fit his size. The blanket properly covered his body and kept him warm on this cold and stormy night. His angelic face would be lax and dreamy. And, the soft sounds of a boy sleeping would gently reach my ears.

Ciel looked cool and steady when he was awake. But, when he was asleep? He sometimes has drool stains on his face! I giggled at the scene that I saw inside my head. Holding back my laughter as I sneaked on his bed. Finally, I see the object of my affection. He was sleeping so soundly, beyond my imagination.

He looked so peaceful in his sleep that I wasn't able to stop myself from poking his cheeks. One poke, two poke, what a slow poke!

[He is indeed a slow poke, but he's one good looking slow poke!]

I could feel my lips curling up as my finger started poking his nose. 'Ah! He finally reacted.' My heart skipped a beat when his hand unconsciously swatted mine. Hmm, should I poke him more? I'm very tempted, but I don't want to wake him up.

As I was trying to come up with a decision, my finger absentmindedly traced his lips. They were very soft. Could they be softer than mine? I touched my own lips to do a comparison.

'I can't really tell.' I sighed as I reached an impasse.

[Why don't you kiss him? That way, you would be able to compare.]

Yes, that seemed to be a good idea! Good job Stella.

[Hmp, let me take over after after you're done. I want to kiss him too...]

I gently pressed my lips over his and gave him a short kiss. Hmm? I think mine was softer, but I had to make sure. I kissed him for a second time, then a third, and a fourth…

[My turn!]

Stella took over and kissed Ciel a few times as well.

'No good. We should stop.'

I pressed my hand over my chest to calm the loud beating of my heart. What would we do if he hears it? I was too impulsive. We should do this in moderation. Yes, moderation sounds good. Just one more kiss would do.

After kissing Ciel for the last time, I laid beside him. My heart was still beating wildly, but I knew that it would calm down soon. Did I do a bad thing? Was it bad to kiss him without his permission?

[Does it feel bad to kiss him?]

'No, it was actually very pleasant.'

[Then it's good! How could something that feel so good be a bad thing?]

I wanted to retort to Stella's remark, but I remembered Mama Andrea saying that Ciel was born to be kissed. That was also the reason why she always kissed him whenever she felt like it.

Ciel never resisted Mama Andrea's kisses. It meant that he was fine with being kissed right?

[Mmm, Mama Andrea was correct. You should learn from her.]

Un, that must be it! Mama Andrea was right. Ciel was born to be kissed and I'm merely following her example. Yes, this reasoning was correct. I'm not doing a bad thing.

[Hehe~ You're so silly Kate.]

I hugged the sleeping boy beside me and closed my eyes. Although the thunderstorm continued to rage in the heavens, I was no longer afraid. Why? Because we were no longer alone.

Not long after that, a dreamless sleep washed over me. No dark and cold places. No scary men. No pang of hunger. No misery. I didn't know how long I slept. I just had a feeling that it was time for me to wake up.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Mama Andrea showering Ciel with kisses. My drowsiness left me and it was replaced with envy. It couldn't be helped right? Yes, it couldn't be helped.

'Good for him.' I said with envy in my heart.

The heartwarming scene in front of me ended. Ciel turned his head to the side to look at me. A look of understanding appeared on his face. He hugged me and kissed me on the forehead.

"You weren't able to sleep again in your room last night?" Ciel asked. His beautiful blue eyes were gentle and warm.

"There was a thunderstorm late last night." I said before nuzzling him. "I got scared so I came here. I can't believe you were able to sleep like a log while that was going on."

I'm not going to tell you that I slept like a log too.

"Mmm, sleeping is one of my specialties."

"Un, I love to gaze at your sleeping face. You looked very cute."

I kissed you too. More than once, but I won't tell you that.

[Hehehe~ I kissed you too, but I'm not telling!]

Mama Andrea and Heinz went to the corner of the room. I guess they were talking about something important? After a while, Mama Andrea returned to the bedside and told us that we should go shopping today. However, a minute later, she was on the bed showering both of us with hugs and kisses.

Mama Andrea was such a lovable person. There were times when I asked myself, was it really ok for me to call her Mama Andrea? Could I really have this kind, loving, and beautiful woman as my new mother?

Although I do call her Mama Andrea, there was still a feeling of anxiety in my heart. Was it because of guilt? Shame? Perhaps, I was afraid that the lingering memory of my own mother would be erased by her presence.

Heinz reminded us that breakfast would be ready soon. We should start our preparations for our shopping spree. I reluctantly returned to my room and took a bath. Mama Andrea said that we would go shopping for clothes.

Clothes? Do I need more clothes? I scratched my head as I eyed my closet that was filled to the brim with clothes.

"As expected. There is no more space for new clothes." I sighed and casually picked a light-blue dress with floral designs. Mama Andrea liked to wear dresses with floral designs. Everytime she went shopping, she would buy a few clothes for me as well.

After making myself look presentable, I went to look for Ciel in his room. He was wearing a simple white-collared shirt and black pants.

They were just simple clothes, but he still looked good wearing them. I had a feeling that even if Ciel wore rags, he would still look like a little prince.

Ciel observed me and my clothes for a few seconds before nodding his head in approval.

"Do you like what you see?" I asked mischievously.

"Yes. I like it very much."

"You look good too."

Very good in fact.

[As expected of my darling!]

Ciel smiled and held my hand. I ignored Stella's ravings as the two of us went to the terrace to have breakfast. Mama Andrea said that we would have breakfast together before we went to the shopping complex. It was my first time going to one. I wonder what it looked like?

When we arrived on the terrace, we saw a scene of Mama Andrea giving Heinz an admonishing look.

"Whatever that ability might be, he better not use it to pick-up girls left and right when he grows up. I don't want him to become a Casanova."

'Ability? Casanova? Pick up girls? What's that?' Although I have no idea what Mama Andrea was talking about, the word Casanova made me feel uneasy.

"Become a Casanova?" Ciel asked. His sudden question jolted Mama Andrea and Heinz. They were like two little children who got caught doing bad things. They looked really funny.

"Darling, how long have you been there?" Mama Andrea asked nervously.

"Long enough to hear that you don't want me to become a Casonova," Ciel said, smiling. "You don't have to worry, Mother. I don't intend to become a Casanova."

Ciel guided me to the side and whispered into my ear. "What is a Casanova?" he asked.

"I don't know. But, for some reason, it doesn't sound good!" I whispered back.

[A Casanova? Is that edible?]

"Ciel, don't become a Casanova or whatever that thing Mama Andrea was talking about." Kate hastily added.

I have a feeling that if Ciel really became a Casanova when he grew up, something bad would happen.

"Don't worry, I won't become one." Ciel hugged me and lightly kissed my cheek. "Are you going to sneak again in my room tonight?"

'Should we go Stella? No. we should do things in moderation. Yes, moderation. I'll just kiss him once before I go back to my room. '

[I agree, we should do things in moderation. I'll just kiss him twice!]

"I'll think about it," I smiled mischievously. 'One kiss might not be enough. Like Stella, I should give him two kisses instead. Yes, we need to do things in moderation. Moderation is a good thing.'


Author's Note:

While waiting for the next chapter of YWCMS, feel free to read my other story "Go! Go! Summons: Summoning The Perfect Boyfriend".

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