Ciel's POV

Another day lost. The orphanage makes it seem that way. All of my days here is a day I could have been with my parents. I know it's a silly notion to think I could be with my parents that are rotting in the ground. I still remember the day those monsters burned down our house. The smoke that filled my lungs, the screams of agony from my parents, the scent of burning flesh is all so vivid in my mind. I wish I died with my parents, but they left me here alone. None of my family wanted me so I was kicked to the curb.

"Ciel Phantomhive, you have a potential guardian," Ms. Tinsley, the owner of the orphanage, shouted at me. She glared at me as I walked to the visitation room, she always hated me because I was the freak of the orphans. She muttered that I'd better not mess this up as I walked by. I opened the door expecting to see a middle aged old lady but instead I saw a handsome young man. His crimson eyes pierced through me like daggers and his smirk was predatory.

I sat down across from him while he looked me up and down.

"I am Sebastian Michaelis, and who might you be," Sebastian said in a velvety voice.

"Ciel Phantomhive,"

"Pleasure to meet you Ciel,"

"So why are you here,"

"I thought that would be obvious but in case you aren't sure, I'm looking to adopt a child," the raven haired man said smirking.

"That's not what I meant, why are you here with me,"

"Because I chose you specifically,"

"Do you realize how creepy you sound, look I hate to be rude but can we cut the crap already. You don't want me so I would really like to leave now," I got up out of my seat and was about to exit when a strong arm wrapped around me.

"Ciel, I will have you. You only keep interesting me further every time you talk,"

"Let me go you creep," I squirmed in his arm and tried to escape. He let me go and I ran out of the room.

I found my way back to my side of the room I shared with three other boys. They all hated me so they didn't bother to ask why I was so frustrated. A few minutes later I hear clicks outside our door. Ms. Tinsley probably found out what happened with Sebastian and was here to punish me.

The door creaked open and Ms. Tinsley was smiling.

"Great news Phantomhive, that man has adopted you so get your stuff and get the hell out of here," she said with an eat-shit grin on her face. The boys around me looked jealous but I just shuddered at the thought of living with him. I packed the few belongings I had and trudged out the door.

Outside was the devil himself who was leaning on his car. I glared at him as I climbed in the passenger side. We started to drive away from the hell I had to live in for five years. It was a bittersweet feeling.

"What do you want to eat when we get home, kitten," I cringed at his endearment but he asked a good question.

"Don't ever call me kitten again, but I want something sweet,"

"How about cake, kitten," the older man said ignoring my comment.

"Cake does sound good but can you stop calling me kitten,"

"You're so feisty and cute, just like a kitten,"

Did he just call me cute? That makes it seem like I'm five years old. I pouted silently and glared at the window.

"You even pout like a kitten, so adorable,"

I sat there in silence until we pulled up to his house. I got out and followed the older man into the house. Everything was chic and modern but had a warm feel to it. We went to the kitchen and he pulled out ingredients for cake.

"Could you help me stir this, kitten,"

I grumbled and walked over there. He placed an apron over me and tied the strings into a bow. His hands lingered on my back a little longer than necessary until he turned to do his work. I stirred the batter and that's when I had a brilliant idea. I smiled deviously and dipped my finger into the batter. I tapped Sebastian's shoulder which made him turn to face me.

I smeared the batter on his face and saw his eyes widen in shock. That is when his eyes turned predatory which wiped the smirk off my face.

"You're going to pay for that," he said making me gulp.

He picked up a spoon filled with batter and threw it on my face. I glared at him and was about to pick up a wash cloth when he grabbed my arm.

"I have a more effective way to clean the mess without dirtying the wash cloth,"

He pulled me close and his hand reached up under my chin to tilt my face upwards. His face got very close to mine and he started to lick the batter off my face. I squirmed in embarrassment, trying to get him to stop but he didn't. His tongue brushed my lip and I shuddered in pleasure.

He let go of me with a smirk planted on his face. I grabbed him by his collar to pull him down to my level. I licked off the batter on his cheek before turning back to my work. Two can play this game.

We finished making the cake in silence and we sat there awkwardly waiting for the oven to ding. I smiled at him while walking towards him. I sat in his lap and nuzzled my head into his shoulder. Let the games begin. I sat there for a few minutes until I started to purr. Yes, I started to purr. I only did this because of the game.

"You really shouldn't do that, kitten," Sebastian whispered in my ear. I ignored him and continued to purr while nuzzling into his shirt.

"Nya," I said as his hands started to wrap around me. He pulled my face to his and pressed his lips to mine. It only lasted a few seconds because we heard the ding of the oven. I ran to the kitchen and pulled the cake out forgetting that is just came out of the oven and it was really hot. I dropped the pan on the counter as I blew on my burnt fingers. Sebastian grabbed a first aid kit and dressed up my fingers. He kissed each of them and I blushed profusely. He picked me up bridal-style and placed me on the bar-stool as he put icing on the cake. He cut a large piece for me and it tasted delicious. It was the best thing I've had in years. He watched me eat since I was purring at every bite.

"By the way kitten, I only have one room which means you will have to sleep with me,"

My eyes widened in fear, thinking of all the scenarios that could happen. I gulped and immediately lost my appetite.

He cleaned up the mess while I took a shower. I turned off the water and noticed that I didn't have any clothes to change into. I wrapped the towel around my waist and walked to the kitchen. Sebastian was sipping a cup of tea and when he saw me, he spit it out. His eyes turned lustful and let's just say it kind of turned me on.

"I don't have any thing to change into," I stated calmly.

"You could just sleep naked,"

"As much as I loved to, I'd rather not with you around,"

"Fine, I'll be back," he said and went to go get me clothes.

He handed me a long nightshirt which went down to my knees. I yawned as I plopped onto the bed. A few minutes later, he crawled in next to me. He wrapped his arm around my waist and I cuddled into the warmth.

"Goodnight, my sweet kitten,"

"Goodnight,"