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Prepare for a shitty story. c: It is the first time I am actually writing something like that so please don't be so harsh please

>She didn't know how to make a potion.
She never thought she would need to make one.
But to make him smile just once, it would be worth it.

These were her thoughts as she sat at her table, with books all around her. The girl didn't understand a word of what was written down in them, but she wouldn't give up.
A potion that makes people happy. That was her goal. She wanted to see his smile. After throwing in the last ingredients she mixed everyting carefully. The mixture had a blue-ish color. She wasn't sure if it was supposed to be like that, but she just had to try it out. Not at him, of course. She took a deep breath and drank half of the liquid. It tasted bitter. Very bitter. But the book said it would have a sweet taste. Frustrated from her failure she went over to her bed, and let herself fall on it. Was she just too dumb? she thought to herself.
He was probably down there, with the others. She already heard everyone laughing, except for him. She saw everyone smiling, except for him. Maybe it's because of her. She closed her eyes. Her thoughts went on like that. And slowly something dark started to cover her heart and mind. It was cold, and suddenly she knew what it was. It was herself. She was the reason why he didn't smile. She doesn't belong here and he knows it. They were nine people in one house. Everyone has found a partner. But if everyone does so, there will be one left. She didn't want to finish this thought, but something forced her to do so.

It was her, who will be leftover.

It became colder and colder around her, as she got sucked up into these thoughts. In the evening, she felt strong enough to move and as she sat on her bed and her eyes looked around in the room she knew what to do. She stood up and carefully opened the door of her room. This cold feeling began to change. She heard whispering. These voices began to become louder. With every step she took, the whispering got louder. 'Leave!' 'They don't need you!' 'You are not wanted!' She began to walk faster. The door. She could already see it. Without a noise she opened it. She stopped one last time and besides the whispering, she heard them talking. Laughing. She closed the door behind her. It was raining outside. As she made the first steps the rain started to fall down on her. She heard someone knocking on the window. They saw her. She didn't want to talk to them. She spread her wings and flew up into the sky, trying not to cry. The whispers faded. But where could she go? She looked down, and in the distance she saw a park. She had been there often. It has always been peacefull there.

As she stood on an old bridge, watching the raindrops fall into the water, she tought of the others. 'What are they doing right now?' She asked herself. They were probably at home. She heard someone behind her. It was probably just a random person. As the person stopped. She turned around. Suddenly this cold feeling was back. But it wasn't just cold. It was painful. Tears began to gather in her eyes. She tried to go backwards but the bridge was too small. His golden eyes gazed at her. She didn't want to believe who was standing in front of her. It was him. This person who wasn't supposed to need her.

He came closer to her. Slowly. Calm. His hand moved up to her cheek. As he kept looking at her she felt that this cold feeling started to disapear. Instead of it, something very warm went through her entire body. She felt light as a feather. And then, there was no reason to hold anything back and she started to cry. But it felt different. Relief. Thats what it felt like.

As she got calmer, her took her hand and pulled her along. As they came closer to a road, She saw a Van parking on a sidewalk. She looked up to him and saw something in his eyes. Something new. And as they walked on, her steps began to be more energetic. She couldn't really speak yet, but she wasn't sure what to say either. 'Sorry?' Probably. It was warm inside the Van. She saw a blanket on one of the backseats. A can next to it. He took it and wrapped it around her. It was warm and soft. She couldn't really move but he took the can and opened it. There was warm tea inside it. Using the lid as a cup, he made her drink it. The tea was sweet. Before he could re-fill the cup she started to move her arms, untill she could pull them out. She wasn't sure if it was right but she put her arms around him and whispered 'I am sorry. All I wanted was to make you smile.'

She closed her eyes.

The potion she mixed was a Depression-Potion. In the past it was used to torture prisoners. Making a happiness potion is very dangerous for beginners, because the ingredients are almost the same. Thats what the others found out. But she made a lot of mistakes so the effect didn't last long.

As he placed her calm body on the bed, he looked down onto her. He would stay with her untill she wakes up. A few hours later she began to move slowly and as she opened her eyes she saw him.
'It was just a dream.' he said.

And smiled at her. <

Well, I hope I didn't kill you with this :'D But I wanted to practice writing c: It's a bit cheesy. The idea came into my mind very randomly.
It was kinda hard to write but I wanted to make a story without names. I kinda like these.

Anyways, if you survived the story part:
Thanks for reading xDD

This used to be a Vent picture. It's conected to a song: youtu.be/8FDUBB3YY94

I hope I didn't make his personality change TOO much.

Well,

Claude Faustus / Kuroshitsuji belongs to Yana Toboso!!

Sorano / Art / Idea are mine! c: