Daylight was quickly fading as you made your way back to the Phantomhive estate. Your arms were filled with the items Sebastian requested you pick up for him. “Well, this took a lot longer than I thought it would. I should have left earlier.” As you made your way down the empty street, someone caught your eye, Claude. Not wanting him to see you, you quickly ducked into an alleyway and tried to avoid him. Every time you ran into Claude, something awkward and inappropriate happened. You really didn't have time for that, not today. As you walked through the dimly lit space, paranoia kicked in. You quickly spun around to make sure no one was following you. No one was there. “Just my imagination.” You turned back around to continue down the alleyway. You were now face to face with Claude. He scared you so badly, you dropped everything you were holding and let out a loud, terrified scream.
“Shh, there's no need for that.” Claude placed a finger over your lips and hushed you. “Now, what are you doing walking in a dangerous place like this? A young, pretty girl like you could get hurt... or worse.” He removed his finger from your lips and backed up slightly. “Surely you aren't walking this way just to avoid me.” He gave you a wicked, knowing grin.
“No, no.” You quickly shook your head. “I-it's just faster this way. Like a shortcut or something.” You smiled, hoping he wouldn't press you any further.
“A shortcut? How very odd, seeing as your home is in the opposite direction. My home is this direction however. Surely you weren't coming to see me.” Claude placed his hands on the wall behind you and leaned in close.
“No, I um, I must have just got turned around. Things do look a lot different in the twilight.” You felt trapped like a rat. And what was worse, you couldn't even come up with a decent excuse for being in the alley.
Claude's evil grin only intensified as you spoke. “Has anyone ever told you, that you are a horrid liar?” After pushing his glasses back into place he grasped your arm, pulling you to him. “Also, I don't really like being lied to. Perhaps, I should punish you.”
“I don't think that's a good idea. Sebastian needs these things for dinner, and I don't want to be late.” You gave a feeble attempt to get free, which ended in a miserable failure. “I really do need to go home now. Please.”
“You lied to me once already. How am I supposed to know whether or not you're lying to me now?” He had pulled you so close to him, there was no space at all between your bodies. For some reason, you weren't as scared as you should be in this situation. Actually, you felt pretty calm. “No answer? Then I'll take that as you admitting your guilt. Lying to me twice, during one conversation. That is definitely deserving of punishment.”
“Really, and how exactly do you plan on punishing me?” You would have slapped yourself for asking him that, but Claude was still holding on to your arms.
His eye twitched in anger and his grip on you tightened. “You doubt me. Then perhaps, you require a little demonstration.” A menacing grin slowly spread across Claude’s face. He stood up straight, tossing you over one shoulder and started walking towards his home. “I'm going to make you wish you'd never lied to me.”
Still, you weren't all that worried. But you didn't want to disappoint Sebastian by coming home empty handed. You stared beating on his back and kicking your feet in an attempt to get free. “No, let me go. You're leaving all my stuff behind.” Claude ignored your pleading, carrying you all the way through the town with you on his shoulder. The sun was completely gone before he released you. You were both standing in an old, run down, abandoned barn. Finally, your fear kicked in. You tried to make a run for it, only to be grabbed by the arm and tossed into a large pile of hay.
“Leaving so soon? But I haven't given you that demonstration yet.” Claude grabbed an old horse whip from the barn wall, snapping it through the air. “This should do nicely.” He looked up from the whip and glared at you.
“You can't be serious.” You backed yourself deeper into the hay, hoping for some protection. “I think you're going just a little bit overboard don't you?”
Claude slowly shook his head. “Not at all. After all, I want to make, a lasting, impression on you.” A quiet laugh escaped him, only making you more scared of what was to come. “Now, shall we begin?” He flicked the whip as he came closer to you, it made a loud, painful snapping sound as it hit the floor of the crumbling barn.
“You're crazy, just stay away from me.” Claude only grinned and prepared the whip to strike again. Quickly you shut your eyes, as if not seeing it would somehow soften the blow. You could hear the sound of the whip flying through the air. Then, you heard it make contact, with the hay. You opened your eyes to see the end of the whip resting only centimeters from your arm.
“I am crazy actually. It would do you well not to forget that fact.” Claude pulled the whip back to him and tossed it away from the both of you. “Did you learn your lesson? Or, do I need to be more, forceful with you?” He slowly walked to where you were hiding in the hay and dropped down to you, hovering over you with a grin still on his face.
“No, no... I think I'll remember this “lesson” for a very long time.” Just as quickly as your fear had set in, it disappeared. Against your better judgment, you asked him a question that had been on your mind for quite sometime now. “Claude, you wouldn't actually hurt me, would you?”
Claude's grin quickly changed from mischievous, to caring. A look you had never seen on his face before. “Hmm, no, I don't think so.” He dropped down into the hay and brought you onto his chest. “I don't pride myself on hurting young women.”As he continued speaking, he started to rub your back. “Besides, Alois is rather fond of you. I wouldn't want to upset him, so, I suppose your safe.”