Author Note: I don't own any of the Keroshitsuji characters though I sure would love to~ this is my fist fan fic so it may be total crap:3 enjoy!
The breeze tussled my hair and made my open shirt flap. The new much warmer weather was what drove me to move from the cold climates of London. Now in America, life was much different. Back home, me and my family lived in an upscale apartment, my father had made quite a few good investments. I lived there for twenty years, when my mom died I decided it was time to be independent.
"Mr Michaelis?"
"Yes that's me"
"Where would you like the boxes?"
I helped the movers take the boxes to my top third floor apartment, tipping them as they left. The apartment was small, made for one or two people. Short grey carpeting covered the living room floor and dark mahogany flooring covered the rest. I pulled the plastic covering off the black plushy couch I recently bought and flopped down on it. It had been a long day and jet lag was taking its toll, a few minutes of sleep won't hurt.
"Shit"
I had slept three hours. It was nine thirty and I had yet to do any unpacking. I started rummaging though box after box until I found my bed and bathroom box. Scrawled on the side I had mislabeled it "office supplies". Once I threw my sheets over the bare mattress and black metal frame I moved to the bathroom to shower. Realizing I had no towel or pajamas I tore though more boxes cussing as I went. When half the boxes where open and no towels where found I brushed my teeth and crawled into bed with just my underwear on.
The morning came with agonizing light, no longer London smog to cover the sun. My skin crawled, discussed at the fact I had not showered in two days. Guess it was time to find those towels, I ninja rolled out of bed and began my hunt. Seven boxes later I find my towels and a change of clothes.
Finally under the water I start to unwind, letting the steam build up around me. I look down and sigh, it's been weeks since iv had sex. In London I was massively popular with both men and women but the sudden death of my mom and the move had taken its toll on my personal life. I begin to palm myself, running my hand along my shaft. A moan escapes my lips as I grasp it and rub up and down, stopping at the tip every now and then to run my thumb over it. The water is not a fantastic lube so I reach for my shampoo. After a large mound is placed on my hand I go back to work, hissing when the cold, slippery liquid meets my throbbing cock. Motions become quick and sloppy, I almost lose my footing when I thrust. God how I wished someone was under me, how I wished to hear their moans meet mine. A growl escapes my lips as I make the final thrust into my hand and cum splatters the wall in front of me and all over my hand. After regaining my composer I finish bathing and turn off the water. Once dry, my underwear and tight skinny jeans where pulled up. I rapped a towel around my chin length black locks and made my way to the kitchen.
"God damn it"
I had yet to buy food for the apartment. Keys where quickly swiped up, a white V-neck tee pulled on, sneakers tied and I was out the a small town I decided it was best to walk and discover the neighborhood. Two blocks later I stop in front of one particular shop.
"Sweet Secrets?" It appeared to be a small corner bakery shop, maybe they had breakfast pastries. I pushed the door open and was greeted with the clink of a small metal bell.
"Welcome to Sweet Secrets, can I help you?" A female voice called from behind the counter. Her eyes where covered by glasses and her hair was pulled back into two thick maroon pigtails.
"Um.. Well Im new to the area, do you guys have anything breakfasty?" Breakfasty? Is that even a word? God I'm bad around people.
"Oh! Yes, how about a cream filled doughnut? They are most popular item early in the morning!" The girl pointed to a case filled with doughnuts and strudels.
"Of corse we are better known for our candy, our lollipops are to die for!"
At that comment I glanced around ad realized the store was not than a bakery, homemade candies lined the walls alongside chocolates and cakes.
"Well then ill have to try those as well"I picked up two chocolate cream filled doughnuts and a lollipop.
"That'll be six twenty five!" The girl exclaimed much to happily. I fished out my wallet and handed her the cash.
"Do you make all this yourself?" I asked. This girl was sweet but not the type I'd expect to run a shop alone.
"Oh! No no not me, Mr Phantomhive dose that!" With that she pointed to a small photo with four figure in it. There was the girl, two blonde males, and a stunning blue haired guy standing in a group in front of the tiny shop.
"He's the small one with the blue hair!"
"Ah" was all the answer I could muddle up. The boy was beautiful, he looked like a young prince with stunning blue eyes... Or eye.
"He has an eye patch?" I leaned closer for a better look.
"Oh yes, he had quite a scare a while back, lost his eye in a cooking incident of sorts"
"Mey rin!" An authoritative voice called from the store's entrance.
"Y-y-yes boss?!" We both turned to face the man standing at the door. It was the blue haired guy from the picture.
"Where is Bard? He was suppose to cover Finny's shift today! We are too under staffed around here to have someone be late!" His stunning azure eye then locked on me.
"Oh, excuse my rudeness, today is just one of those days" he said as he approached the counter. Only then did I realize he was carrying a bag containing sugar.
"It's qu-quite fine" I stuttered a little. This boy was even grander in person, absolutely gorgeous. Then something hit me.
"Your under staffed?"I asked, knowing that I'd need a job sooner or later, my father can't support me forever.
"Yes, we are, are you looking for a job?" He approached me, looking up and down as if sizing me up.
"Well actually I am" I blushed under his stare. Though a good six inches shorter than me I felt intimidated.
"Show up tomorrow nine, something like what your warring now will work" with that he was out the door leavening me with two doughnuts, a lollipop, and a strange feeling in my chest.