Warnings: A bit of gore, maybe some swearing... nothing much. I might add some Sebaciel towards later chapters, but it probably won't be that bad,
The demon's head dropped to the floor with a thunk, vanishing in a cloud of black fog.
"Hey!" Ciel yelled, glaring, "I could've bloody well gotten that one! Why do you always have to steal my kills! Damn bastard."
The boy emptied his gun of bullets angrily, causing a few of the silver cylinders to fall to the floor. Sighing and stuffing his gun into its holster, he bent to pick to the objects back up.
Sebastian smirked from where he stood across from Ciel, crossing his arms to return both of his swords to their sheaths.
"Your aim was off. You would have missed the creature anyways, then it would've escaped and ran all over London. You should be thanking me, Phantomhive," he responded calmly. Ciel scowled.
"You couldn't possibly have known my aim was off, you idiot. You're just giving excuses for stealing all the glory to inflate your already enormous ego. Ass."
"Believe whatever you please, but I did you a favor."
Ciel huffed, standing and stalking out of the room. Sebastian rolled his eyes at his partner's childish behavior. He wasn't quite sure how he handled Ciel's irritability, but somehow he managed. He'd been with the brat for over a year now, and he hadn't punched him in the face. Not even once. It must've been a miracle.
With a sigh, Sebastian started after Ciel, following him through a maze of hallways and out of the abandoned church.
Ciel was already sitting on Sebastian's motorcycle when he stepped outside, the black of the boy's helmet a sharp contrast to the bright yellows and pinks of the setting sun. Sebastian climbed gingerly onto the motorcycle in front of Ciel and revved the engine.
"I apologize for finishing the beast off," he said reluctantly, his deep voice silky, "Next time, I'll refrain from 'stealing your kills,' as you say."
Ciel sighed, wrapping his arms around Sebastian's waist and laying his helmet-covered head between his shoulder blades. His voice was muffled when he spoke.
"It's fine, okay? I forgive you."
A pause.
"Thanks for always sticking with me - you know? Thanks. But don't do it again."
Sebastian smiled, his normally chocolate brown eyes flashing a bright pink.
"You're welcome."
Then he pressed the pedal and the black motorcycle burst to life, speeding away from the old church.
oOo
The sun had already set by the time the black motorcycle pulled up to Sebastian's house. It's bright headlights pierced through the thick veil of darkness enveloping the building. The motorcycle slowed to a stop, and Ciel yawned loudly, stepping off of the vehicle and stretching.
"Finally. That took far longer than I would've liked."
Sebastian sighed. "It's only 8 o'clock."
"Whatever. I'm tired."
Rolling his eyes, Sebastian stepped off of his motorcycle and followed Ciel up to his house. The house was ordinary as far as houses go, a tad larger than average and dull-looking. It was technically Sebastian's house, but ever since Ciel had met Sebastian, he'd lived there as well. After all, he didn't have anywhere else to go.
By now, Ciel practically owned the house. At least, he acted as if he was in charge all the time.
The door of the house opened before either Sebastian or Ciel reached it, revealing a rather distressed Mey-rin.
"W-where have you been? I've been ever so worried, I have…" she shouted, her voice trailing off at the end once she saw Sebastian. She blushed, looking anywhere but at him. "You should have been back earlier…" she muttered, her face as red as a tomato.
Ciel rolled his eyes, smirking.
"Calm down. Sebastian's just a bad driver. We're only late because of how awfully slow he drives."
Sebastian raised an eyebrow but remained silent. He'd been driving at least fifteen miles over the speed limit at all times. How was that 'awfully slow'?
Ciel yawned, striding past Mey-rin and throwing his sweater on the coat rack to the right of the door, then disappearing down a hallway without a word.
Sebastian followed his lead, hanging his black, leather jacket up on the hanger and turning to talk to Mey-rin.
"I'm going to take a shower, can you order dinner? Mexican, preferably," he asked, running a hand through his hair. Usually, he would prepare dinner, but it was too late for that. Truthfully, Sebastian hated ordering food from a restaurant. That meant he had to actually eat, and human food was disgusting.
Mey-rin blushed, looking at her feet.
"Dinner is already prepared, Mr. Michaelis."
Sebastian paled.
"Not by Baldroy, I hope," he said, cringing. Baldroy loved to cook, but he was horribly bad at it. "And please call me Sebastian."
Meyrin shook her head quickly, a hint of a smile on her lips.
"Don't worry, I ordered Chinese, I wouldn't even let Baldroy look at the food, or he might burn it with his eyes!" She giggled. Then her expression darkened.
"Thank you for letting me stay in your house Mr.- Sebastian. I'm sorry if I'm a nuisance."
"It's no problem," Sebastian said dismissively. Mey-rin had been staying at his place for a while, yet she still felt uncomfortable; insisting that she was a 'nuisance.'
Sebastian and Ciel had found Mey-rin several months ago, when she had been ordered to assassinate a person who just happened to be a demon. Her attempt was unsuccessful, and she would have perished had Sebastian and Ciel not intervened. After they offered her a new job, she had graciously accepted, desperate for a better life. She was grateful for everything Sebastian and Ciel had done for her, but she couldn't help feeling as if she was a burden.
Mey-rin sighed as she watched Sebastian walk away. She wished she could repay both Sebastian and Ciel for everything they had done for her.
oOo
Ciel was woken by the sound of screaming. He jolted upright, already breathing heavily as his eyes darted around his dark room, looking for any immediate threats, but not finding any.
Then there was another scream, and this time Ciel could identify the source of the sound. The scream was a woman's scream, and it was coming from his parent's bedroom. It was his mother. Heart racing, Ciel leapt off his bed, flying out of his room and into his parent's in a panicked haze. He flicked on the lights, but the room remained dark, save for two glowing red dots.
Eyes.
The eyes moved to look at him, and then a toothy smile appeared out of the blackness. Deep laughter rang around the room as the eyes drifted towards a frightened Ciel.
"The son-" a deep voice said. The voice seeped from the walls and echoed around the room. "-The son is even better than the parents."
Ciel stood in the doorway, frozen, until he was finally able to make a sound.
"G-g-go away," he whispered lamely, taking a step back. "Please."
The voice laughed again, the smile widening and revealing more ivory fang.
"Hmmm… I think not."
The eyes grew closer still, blazing bright pink. The pupils were black cat-like slits.
Ciel would never forget those eyes.
"I-I'll hurt you," Ciel threatened, though his voice was still only a whisper. The laughter came again, only this time it was louder, almost a roar.
"You can't hurt me, you great fool of a boy. I'm a demon, humans are nothing to me!"
Ciel's eyes widened, letting out a scream at last as the demon loomed over him, it's fanged mouth wide. The creature's clawed hand reached out and dug into his left eye, and Ciel's screams intensified as white-hot pain shot through his body.
The demon's red, feline eyes were the last thing he saw before sinking into darkness.
oOo
Ciel was the last to arrive to the dinner table. Even Baldroy had arrived before him, which was a rare occurrence because he was usually too busy blowing something up. Ciel sat down hastily, quickly digging into his meal. Bard chuckled.
"You're eatin' something that's not cake for once in your life. Must be hungry!" He mused as he loudly slurped soup from a plastic spoon.
Ciel glared at Bard. "You'd be hungry too if you'd spent the whole day killing demons." He muttered boastfully, his mouth full of food.
Sebastian chuckled from where he sat next to Ciel, twirling a noodle lazily around a chopstick. Just like usual, he wasn't eating. Sebastian never seemed to eat, and on the rare occasion that he did, he almost always looked sick.
"You spent the whole day killing demons? Strange. I don't recall seeing you kill even one, I must be getting old."
He watched in satisfaction as Ciel's face turned bright red.
"Shut it. The only reason I didn't kill any today is because you're an arrogant asshat. And you are getting old if you must know."
Baldroy snorted, choking on his chicken. Mey-rin just sighed. Dinners almost always went like this, and by now she was tired of all the banter.
"I believe I've found another mission for you two, by the way," she said after a moment of silence. Mey-rin's job was to find new 'missions,' and she was getting quite good at it.
Ciel grunted into his rice. Sebastian drummed the gloved fingers of his left hand on the table, still twirling a noodle.
"It's in Germany," Mey-rin added after a few moments, and Ciel spit out his rice.
"Germany!"
"Yes, Germany. You swore to kill every last demon, didn't you? There are demons in Germany," she teased, rolling her eyes.
Ciel's expression hardened. "I suppose," he muttered, sighing. "Germany it is, then. When do you suppose we should get up?" This time, the question was directed at Sebastian, who still hadn't touched his food.
Food. What a strange weakness.
"3 o'clock a.m. I don't want to be stuck in traffic."
Ciel choked and sent him a glare that could've frozen hell over.
"3 o'clock," he repeated slowly, his voice icy.
There was no response from Sebastian. He was smirking and inspecting a shiny, black nail.
"You can't possibly expect me to get up at 3 o'clock in the morning! Not even mice are awake at 3 o'clock! Tell me you're joking."
"I'm not joking. And since when have you memorized the sleeping patterns of mice?" Sebastian replied coolly. "If you don't want to go, I'll simply go without you. I'm sure I could manage without your constant supply of sarcastic remarks."
Ciel huffed, jabbing at his rice angrily with a chopstick.
"3 o'clock it is."
oOo
It was only several seconds after Ciel woke before the memories came flooding back. He snapped his eyes open, only to find himself staring into someone else's.
Jumping back in a panic, Ciel scootched as far away from the other pair of eyes as he could, until he found himself pressed up against a wall.
It only took him a few more seconds to realize that the eyes belonged to his father.
His father was laying on the floor next to his mother, sprawled across the carpet in what must have been an uncomfortable position. Except that he probably wasn't uncomfortable at all, because he was dead. So was Ciel's mother.
Ciel immediately knew his parents weren't alive. At least, deep down he did. He went over to them anyway, shaking them gently, trying to wake them up. His tears flowed down his face and onto his parents like rain.
They did not wake.
Ciel screamed.
A/N: So... how is it so far? Any comments, constructive criticism, etc., would be greatly appreciated! I'm trying really hard to keep everyone in character, but if it's not working, please let me know. Thanks for reading :)