I got this idea one night, after finishing a fanfiction. I was texting one of friends and she gave me a suggestion of what I should write next. This is what I came up with.
Disclaimer: I don't own Kuroshitsuji
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"Sebastian!" Ciel yells in terror from the depths of his bedroom. There comes a gentle knock on the door. And as the door slowly opens a figure emerges. A tall man, dressed in black, reddish-brown eyes, and raven black hair appears. A candelabra is wrapped tightly in his left hand. Three candles are lit, giving his face a shimmering glow.
"What is it my lord?" he asks.
"I...I" Ciel starts.
"Another nightmare?" he asks.
Ciel nods, "Fire..." he whimpers, "Fire,fire! All around me! All I could see! I was doing nothing. Nothing I could do. Nothing to do, but burn...burning...still burning."
Sebastian sets the candelabra on the counter table.
"There there." he says soothingly, walking towards the bed, "It's alright." he whispers, stroking the boy's blueish-black hair.
"Please." he begs, clinging to Sebastian's suit, "Please stay here,with me." he whispers, "Until I fall asleep." Sebastian smirks, placing his hand over his heart, bowing slightly.
"Yes, my lord." he says. Ciel sighs, releasing his grip from Sebastian. Sebastian smiles, tucking his master in and starts heading towards the large window.
"Ahem." Ciel says, Sebastian turns. "What is it my lord?" he asks. Ciel pats the side of his bed.
Sebastian returns, "Yes?" he asks. Ciel smirks, patting his bed once more. Sebastian raises an eyebrow out of curiosity, but gets in. "So, that's what you meant." Sebastian says kissing the top of his master's head.
"Mmmhmmm." Ciel says scooting his way closer to Sebastian. Burying his face into Sebastian's suit. Sebastian smirks, stroking his master's hair.
Sebastian rises slowly, not to disturb his sleeping master. He grabs the candelabra and walks towards the door. "Goodnight, bocchan." he whispers. 'Alright.' Sebastian thinks walking down the narrow hallway, 'What must be done tonight?' he asks himself. 'The silver must be polished, the manor must be dusted, breakfast ingredients must be gathered.' he makes a right turn and looks up. Freezing at what he sees.
He sees a man before him. Tall,lean, paled skin, brown hair combed neatly on the top of his head, golden eyes with thin dangerous looking iris's trained directly on Sebastian, and glasses that separate their gaze. "Faustus!" Sebastian hisses staring coldly at the butler before him. "Why are you here?" he asks dangerously.
"I'm here to put you in your place." he says.
"Is that so?" Sebastian asks sarcastically, "How do you prepose that?"
"With a battle." Claude says, "A battle of wits."
"Is that so?" Sebastian repeats, "What's the challenge?" he asks.
"A round of chess." Claude says.
"Tsk. How childish." Sebastian says, "I refuse to take part in such ridiculous activity. You see, unlike you, I have a master to take care of."
"I knew you would try and talk your way out of it." Claude says, "So, how about we make things more interesting."
"What did you have in mind?" Sebastian asks.
"How about we make this more like a contest, instead of a battle of wits." Claude says.
"I'm listening." Sebastian says.
Claude smirks, "One round of chess." he says, "Whoever wins shall have the losers master as their personal servant, to do whatever they please, for a full 24 hours. Fair deal?" Sebastian remains silent, processing every word in his brain.
"Seems reasonable. I accept. On one condition. No soul stealing." Claude smirks, his golden eyes burning red.
"Very well then." he says.
"Allow me to escort you to the study. That is where the chess board is kept."
"Very well then." Claude says once more. Sebastian begins to walk down the long maze of hallways, Claude following quickly behind him until they reach the study.
"Are you sure you want to go through with this?" Claude asks staring at his white chess pieces.
"Why certainly." Sebastian says, "I am, after all, one hell of a chess player."
"So we shall see." Claude says dangerously.
"Indeed we shall." Sebastian says in the same tone.
"On your mark." Claude says.
"...Begin."
Chapter 1 complete! How was it? Review!