An Entertainer's Sin
Hey! So I, as probably many others, didn't like the way Season 3 ended so I came up with an alternative ending that fans of the troupe will love;) Just a heads up, this story is a present for my friend that includes her OC Michelle which is who the majority of the story revolves around. I apologise in advance for any places where the story may fall a little flat and for any OOC. Contains: Sex and Ciel bashing. (Hate him for what he done!) Enjoy!
The curtains was drawn back suddenly of the Earl Phantomhive's chamber, casting the strong light upon the sleeping face of the boy within the large bed. Putting his hand up to shield his eyes
"SEBASTIAN!," Ciel screamed at his butler, "HOW DARE YOU WAKE ME SO ABRUPTLY!"
"I beg forgiveness, my young master," bowed the butler dressed in Black, "but you have an important visitor My Lord."
"Not until I'm dressed and had my breakfast I don't," retorted Ciel.
"Yes My Lord."
Sebastian promptly dealt with his Lord's request, making him only the finest tea in the finest cup, preparing the softest croissants and eggs just the way he knew he liked them. Presenting them to him on a silver platter starting to clothe the young lord. Bending to lift his leg up to pull on his socks, Sebastian found himself being scalded in hot liquid that Ciel had tipped so carelessly upon his head..
"It is not sweet enough, prepare me another," he said plainly.
"Yes My Lord," an order Sebastian faithfully obeyed once lacing Ciel's shoes.
"Owwww! What was that for master?" cried Finny the gardener, reaching a gloved hand to the bleeding wound.
"I don't have to justify myself to you," replied Ciel sipping from his new cup of Earl Grey, "make sure you ask Mey-Rin to clean the carpets thoroughly after your carless accident."
"Yes Master," cried Finny, holding his head, running off to find Mey-Rin, the Phantomhive maid.
"Sebastian, I am ready."
"Yes My Lord," Sebastian reached out a white gloved hand to help him stand yet Ciel simply slapped his face.
"In the 3 years of being my butler hasn't it occurred to you that I can walk perfectly well on my own?"
"I am sorry My Lord, I only wished to assist you," Sebastian knelt with one hand over his heart.
Ciel rose and started the long trek through the many hallways and staircases of the Phantomhive manor to the drawing room which is to where whoever his guests was would be waiting to greet him. Uncharacteristically of a guest he would received he could already head said visit laughing and be jolly even before entering.
"Hahaha look Tanaka, three upright stalks. I think today will be a sunny day indeed," laughed a voice, obviously conversing with Tanaka the former butler who had stayed out of loyalty.
Throwing the door open in rage as it was not behaviour befitting of a visitor he saw a dapper gentleman seated with a cup of green tea. He wore an elegant pure white suit with purple waistcoat, sword at his waist and though he was obviously young, he already had grey-white hair though this only made him more handsome. He continued to converse and merrily laugh with Tanaka.
"Wait I know you! You're the Queen's butler!"
"Greetings Lord Phantomhive. I do apologise for this embarrassing display."
"Why is the Queen's butler here sipping tea at my estate?"
"So sorry, I thought you was aware of his role young master, this whole time Ash as been her personal messenger. His job is to deliver the orders her Majesty sends out for you My Lord."
"That's not a job for a butler."
"Forgive me but I beg to differ."
"Might I ask what brings you here to day? Interrupted Sebastian
"Ah yes, well you see, heading towards London is a travelling circus, it's the famous Noah's Ark circus and will arrive by nightfall. I have full instructions for you here Lord Phantomhive," Ash passed the letter with official royal stamp onto Ciel.
"Noah's Ark Circus?" Ciel in spitted in disgust.
"This is something you've heard of before?" quizzed Sebastian
"Unfotunatley. I had, personal disagreements shall I say with a member in the past."
Ciel ripped open the letter with great suspicion but interest, and began to read;
My Dearest Ciel,
A well-known circus is on it's way to London, the entrance tickets are already enclosed for you and your butler for I need you to attend. For you see, a large number of children go missing from every town they've visited. All though the police are doing all they can, they still haven't been found. They vanish without a trace in the middle of the night. Its as though they've been lured away by the pied piper of Hamlin. The sorrow of losing a family member is difficult to bear. I sincerely hope the children will be returned safely to their families soon
- Victoria.
"So does she wish me to eliminate this troupe?"
"She wants the children found, returned to their families and the kidnappings to stop. And with that Lord Phantomhive, I must bid you good day for I must attend to my other duties. Farewell Lord Phantomhive, Sebastian and Tanaka."
"In all these years I have lived, centuries upon centuries, I admit young master that I have never been to a circus. What a new experience it shall be," smiled Sebastian after Ash had left, yet seeing the indescribable upon his look on his young master's face he inquired, "My Lord? Do you not like circuses?"
"I have no interest in such trivial acts for entertainment but however," at this moment Ciel smiled, "I find great joy in now finally being given an opportunity to make a certain ring leader of theirs finally pay for his crimes
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The cold night air that clung like a blanket to one of the more populated streets of London town was instantly brought to life by a giant red hot fireball accompanied by old-time whimsical musical. The life-threatening giant Jumbo sent another flame into the air, as if lighting the way for the rest of the Noah's Ark Circus another magnificent arrival as with every town they sent too. Dancers and acrobats twirled along the streets on each side of the many wagons and parade, including a large tiger's cage. An elephant being ridden by what looked an a ballet dancer in white and a burlesque dancer in black trumpeted, making the mighty crowd that had gathered clap even harder. A man dressed in stripes along with a guy that seemed to be a human snake, waved back happily to all their prospective customers. Leading ahead though was the very handsome, very charming and very charismatic ring leader, known as Joker,
"Ladies and gentleman! Step right up! The Noah's Ark circus has arrived!
Forget the cold weather and bleak news for the show of the century is about to begin!" he announced to all.
X-x-x-x
A few streets down from the merry procession, the beautiful Countess gazed at her reflection in the dress-maker's full length mirror. Looking from all angles, examining the stitching, materials, hemming and such like, the attendant waited with baited breath in hope custom made gown pleased her most loyal and most noble of clients.
"May I ask to your opinion, Lady Phantomhive? " she asked nervously?
"It's perfect! You've done marvellous handwork on the stitching as is all your work. but may I ask for a slight alteration? A different colour ribbon please Paula? I'd prefer the darker gold. Do so and I will pay you double." she smiled sweetly at her
"As kind and generous as always," laughed Paula, the dress maker. Wasn't nobles meant to be mean, snobby and look down on the lower classes? Every other noble she had met lived up to that stereotype but Lady Phantomhive never, the epitome of sweetness treated all with respect which is why many people loved her. Except her brother of course.
The young black haired girl with bright blue eyes who had been seated watching the entire time, rose to help her Lady immediately untie the many intricate ribbons through the several hoops at the back of the bosom enhancing corset when all suddenly stopped to listen the melodic music and jolly hubbub that seemed to be in the distance but steadily coming closer to them.
"Madam, it sounds like a circus is in town!" exclaimed Emma her lady-in-waiting,, excitedly, eager to go, "would My Lady like to go out and see?"
"A cir-cus...," she gulped nervously
"Yes My Lady! Oh just think, it may be...,"
"... him." answered Lady Phantomhive in the same tone.
"Wouldn't Madame be happy for that?" inquired Emma, "hasn't it been your desperate wish all these years to..."
"I know. I know" she answered quickly. What shall I do? Sighing and quivering as she had make a quick decision What if was him? What if it wasn't? Could she even bear to face him after all that their woven past? All that had happened? The music and cheering was now deafening. It was here. Looking up into the mirror that she had previously used for her dress she saw in image of glass the reflection of the colourful parade, the performers, the animals, the wagon with "Noah's Ark" emblazoned in gold italics on the side. His circus. Instantly, gown not completely fixed, feet still bear, she bolted to the shop door in hope of the slightest peep of the man that had completely changed her life.
"Welcome ye one and all to Noah's Ark circus! Come let thy cares be free as we take ye all to wonderland," came an ever familiar voice from the lead of the parade which had since past on further down. Lady Phantomhive tried in vain to see but her view was obstructed by the crowds and sea of waving limbs, standing on tip-toes in a last ditch attempt, she caught only for a brief second she glimpsed the back of an orange head use a skeleton hand to skilfully toss 4 juggling balls into the air to which received rounds of more applause.
Her hand shot to the large orange diamond heart necklace which seemed to of started tingling since she first heard the oncoming circus, rubbing it her hands she let the tears finally fall as she muttered three words, "I love you."
x-x-x-x-x
One arm draped over the purple eyes that was blood-shot from the constant tears shed all that previous night, the banging headache that was helped at all by his breakfast of six glasses of amber liquid he swigged back. e was normally the first of the circus to rise and rally the others for preparing and rehearsals but he just couldn't manage to get off his cheap put up bunk. Nothing to do with the psychical pain but he knew, once he stood how to get around knowing he was so close, yet so far? He would be drawn to go, yet knew he'd be repelled. As if the opposing effects of a magnets was taking the same toll on him at once. He had struggled through these past years to hide the complete sadness that was caused by his yearning heart by a mixture of knowing its what he had to do, support from his siblings and loyalty to his Father. Time wasn't a healer as the famous adage says, 5 years and he never stopped thinking about her for a moment, but distance was. Travelling the length and breadth of the country, being miles away, seeing new sights and sounds, entertaining the public and seeing their smiling faces helped the separation but now; now they had been ordered to perform here. Her home town. Her mansion was literally only just over the hill yet still so far away. Being here brought it all back though, not that the memories was painful, on the contrary, the happiest he'd ever been, just being in her presence made him forget everything but its the fact he would never be able to relive any of those days again. Hoe had happiness at last and it was he had to sacrifice it all. The torment, the tease.
"Yo Senpai, you getting' up any time today? We needs our leader," said the blonde boy in stripy outfit as he popped his head in the opening of Joker's tent.
"I don't feel like it," he muttered.
"Yo won't feel good wit no proper grub inside you," said a little blonde boy in green walking in with a plate of sausages, bacon and eggs, "get it down your gullet."
"Food always cheers everyone up bro," soothed Dagger, "have a bite."
"I cant..."
"JOKER! Get up and eat up!" ordered Peter, "ya can't do a show like that and it will take ya 'til then to probably sober back up. Father will have your hide if you mess it up!"
Joker pulled him self up, groaning in pain as he got into a sitting position, reaching for another drink, but Dagger pulled it away.
"Look just stop this."
"Neither of you two would understand, your loves are here with you. You see them everyday, I haven't seen her for 5 years..."
"Then what's the damn problem?" said Peter angrily, hand on hip, "stop sulking and moping and go see her."
"I just can't walk up to her, give her a bouquet and say 'hey remember me, we used to date for a while until I left suddenly, want to marry me?' It's just not done."
"Then use your typical razzle-dazzle, big romantic gesture, sweep her off her feet and carry her away in style!" injected Dagger.
"It's no use Dags, I've thought it all out. It just wouldn't work. Besides, what have I got to offer her?" he glanced down at his missing arm then around his personal circus tent. Sure, the perfect housing for a noble!
"Well for one thing, can make people laugh, and a man that can make a woman laugh can get her to do anything," came another voice as a large chested female entered Joker's tent and sat on Dagger's lap, "its what made me fall for Dagger."
"I'm serious Beast. She's a high born lady of quality, closest family to royalty. A Phantomhive."
"So? She's got class, so what?" shrugged Peter
"I'm a disfigured common filth of the gutter that's what. This life is no life for a lady such as her. I don't want her involved in what we have to do."
"Oh for heaven's sake, you love her, brother and she loves you. You'll regret it once we leave for the next. It may be another 10 years until we're back again."
"We all know, and mainly ye yerself know that ye gonna go, so stop lying to yerself, wasting time and gets going to see YOUR Michelle."
"My Michelle..." it was as if hearing her name was the tonic he needed, making adrenaline surge through every vein, the tonic he needed to perk him up. Plus Dagger was exactly correct, the fact his siblings could read his emotions so easily
made him crack a huge smile to them all. Within literally seconds he was over the hill and far away.