Ciel was somewhere unfamiliar, that much he knew. Though, the blindfold and bound wrists were making it hard to gather any other information. His ears twitched nervously and his tail became stiff. He could hear voices, muted by the cloth of the blindfold, somewhere only a few feet away. There was a clang of metal and footsteps approached him. His breath grew shaky. Anything could happen to him and he hated the uncertainty. He felt the knot loosen and his blindfold fell off. The room was dark. It looked like a warehouse. He noticed that he was being kept in a gold gilded cage. There were three other men standing outside and peering in the intricate bars. Spindly fingers with long red fingernails brushed through his hair. "Aw~ He's so cute~! Can't we keep him?" the man, well Ciel was pretty sure he was a man, squealed.

"Sutcliff," one of the men sighed. He was the tallest and had sleek silver glasses. "He has already been promised to Earl Michaels." Suddenly everything clicked in Ciel's head. A while ago, an experiment had been done. The DNA of a cat had been fused with the DNA of a human, to create a crossbreed. The original had the body of a human and the instincts, ears, and tail of a cat. When the information was released to the public, they went crazy. Everyone wanted one, especially the elite. As time passed however, these pets developed the consciousness and language of a human. They started running away from their owners. That is exactly what happened to Ciel's mother. She ran from her owners and roamed the streets, looking for work and trying to hide the kitten ears and tail that adorned her. She met Ciel's father out on the street and they fell for each other. Two months later, Ciel was born, a wriggling little baby with midnight blue ears and a tail. When he was just shy of three his parents died in an accident in the factory where they worked as cheap labor, leaving him to the streets. Other cats came and went, one cat named Angela took his right eye with her, but he was always safe. Until yesterday. He had been searching for food when he first felt the cloth come over his face. Now he knew why he'd been kidnapped. He was going to be sold illegally to a rich man as a pet.

"Ah yes~ That delicious piece of nobility that is the Earl~." Sutcliff drew his fingers out of Ciel's hair in favor of hugging himself. The tall man rolled his eyes. "Undertaker, please give him an exam." Ciel watched helplessly as a man with long white hair and a black robe giggled and stepped into the huge cage where he was being held. "Sutcliff, go work on wardrobe. The Earl will be here in only a few hours." Sutcliff winked at the man and bounced out of the cage. Undertaker set down the huge black bag he had been carrying. He assessed every inch of Ciel twice over, talking to him all the way.

"He's perfect~! Except for his right eye," Undertaker said.

"His right eye?" the tall man asked.

"Yep! It's completely gone! I could probably reach his pretty little brain if I stuck my fingers up there enough!" he giggled. He wriggled his fingers. Ciel could feel his heart stop for a second.

"Don't damage the goods any further. And make Sutcliff get an eye patch," the tall man said. Ciel felt the air rush into his lungs. Sutcliff came back with a lacey black and white outfit. Sutcliff and Undertaker started dressing him up, which was considerably difficult since his hands were bound.

"Spears says to get him an eye patch," he said. Sutcliff nodded. He left and came back with a silk eye patch. They tied it around his his eye.

"Feed him. The Earl will be here soon," Spears said. Up until that point, Ciel hadn't realized how hungry he was.

"I got it!" the shortest said. He had bright yellow hair and he was wearing a suit similar to Spears'. He ran off. Sutcliff and Undertaker started brushing his hair out.

As soon as it was silky smooth the short one was back with a bowl of smoked salmon. They cut the ropes oh his hands and put the dish of salmon in his lap with a fork. Undertaker and Sutcliff left the cage and locked the door. Ciel's head was spinning. He couldn't believe what was happening but he chose not to think about it. Ciel grabbed the fork and devoured the salmon in less than five minutes. He was hungry and tired and he had no idea what time it was.

"His car is pulling up~" Sutcliff yelled in a singsong voice. Spears stood up and went to the door. Ciel strained his neck to watch as a man dressed in a snappy suit walked in.

"Good evening Earl Michaels!" Sutcliff shrieked. He jumped up and ran over to him, throwing his arms around him happily. The Earl did not seem impressed.

"Spears, I would like to see the…item," he said. His voice flowed like lava. It was smooth but had a clear sting to it. Ciel watched him carefully, not sure what to make of this man. The earl was led to the cage. Michaels' eyes raked over the young, flighty cat. Ciel couldn't help but shrink under the man's cold gaze.

"What happened to his eye?" he man asked.

"Ripped clean out~" Undertaker giggled.

"Does it require any extra maintenance?" the earl asked.

"No~ Just keep his eye patch on and he should be fine~" Undertaker said. The earl nodded.

"And I have paid already. Quite a hefty fee, in fact." Spears sighed and nodded. The Earl smirked. "Good. It's all in order than." The earl Sebastian Michaels had done business with Spears before and knew quite well that he had a tendency to con people out of two times the money they had been told if they were clumsy enough to forget that they had paid him or not confirm they had done so right away. Knox, they youngest of the men, opened the cage door. There was a three second period where Ciel could've run. He had no doubt he could've made it out, if he wasn't sated from the warm food and soft clothes and paralyzed in fear. The earl walked towards him and picked him up. Ciel held onto him tightly and looked at the ground cautiously. He'd never liked heights and being picked up was certainly not an exception. He pouted at the Earl, who simply smirked at him. He was carried outside and into a big black car with tinted windows. Sebastian sat down and apparently had every intention of keeping Ciel on his lap. Ciel scowled at him but he was unable to rise more than a smirk out of him. It irritated him terribly. The Earl produced a small ball of twine from his coat pocket and started winding it around Ciel's fingers. "My cats in the past have found this an interesting puzzle, but surprisingly, none have succeeding in removing the twine. " Ciel stared at the twine a minute before he slowly began to unwind it. Earl Michaels stared at him.

"Child's play," Ciel retorted, handing him the ball. Michaels raised an eyebrow but smiled.

"I see." He turned to look out the front window so Ciel found it a prime opportunity to curl up on his lap for a nap. He soon felt the earl's hand stroking his back gently. He was being lulled to sleep and it was working. The large car slowly faded as his eyes drooped and finally shut.