Monday, January 12, 2009
Is current a big fan of Kuroshitsuji and is pondering about the relationship between Ciel and Sebastian. The way the author phrased the conversations and how they talked to each other makes rewatching the anime extremely interesting. Technically Ciel is the master and Sebastian the butler but one realizes that the way Ciel has to intentionally throw his weight around Sebastian. Is it a game that Sebastian and Ciel play where Sebastian is playing a fool to force Ciel to command him? (Sounds like flirting) Or is it that, the truth is, although the contract says that Sebastian has to obey every single command of Ciel, the truth is that power is within Sebastian's hands? Ciel cannot survive without Sebastian, that's for sure and perhaps Ciel knows and in the midst of this complicated relationship of reliance and dominance (I am the master, but I need you), lines get blurred. I guess Ciel at the end of the day really appreciates the fact that Sebastian will never lie to him and never betray him, for someone like him and is technically the only person that Ciel can ever trust (as illustrated by Mdm Red). Ciel places more than just responsiblity or "pawn". He did comment that Sebastian was a pawn before, but masters dun listen to pawns, do they? Ciel listens to Sebastian's advice. And as a servant, you got to admit that Sebastian is pretty brave in some of his comments, as though playing with Ciel like a friend. And then there is this personal level of relationship between Ciel and Sebastian. Ciel seemed to like to tease Sebastian as well (Greil) and why?
It's so suggestive, it's so open. That's why it's super fun to ponder.
Anyway theme song. Got hooked.
Monochrome No Kiss - SID
Our encounter is colourless Blown through and through By monochrome
I shall entrust Each and every bit of pain To you
Trace the wounds hard Merciless autumn is here
With its cool fingers Still beckoning
I'm like a taxing piece of melted ice
Gently scoop me up And toy with me with your upper lip
Nevertheless, I search for a single form of love
Withered eyes That bound the present rather than what's distant
If possible, I want to meet my end While enfolded this way
Pale skin The two of us kept to ourselves Even the moon is in hiding
Since then, I grew to Somewhat like The night too
In the sea of dependence I forget even to breathe
Leaving behind nothing but tepidity Right before losing ourselves
The aesthetics of abdication I loathe Your smug kisses
Don't leave me alone Realise that already And colour me
No matter which words they are In your room They slip pass and away
To get messy Then sleep Teach me something more than that?
Exhalations hesitate Before questions posed by a smile No one but the moon is watching
By the time the next long needle Reaches the ceiling
You won't be here anymore I won't need you anymore
Nevertheless, I'm sure we searched for the form of love
Damp eyes That bound the present rather than what's distant
If possible, I want to meet my end While enfolded this way
For that wish Night Helplessly Leads the morning here
With a gentle Hot And cowardly kiss
Let's colour it My last night The moon illuminates it
Innocence
1:41 AM
