Hi everyone. I haven't updated ANYTHING in over a year and kinda lost a little self-confidence, but I'm still writing (Yay! ….I guess?).

Since it is my first fanfic on Black butler, there might be a lot of OOCness, but I'll try my best. Forgive me, my writing style isn't the best.

I don't own Black Butler/Kuroshitsuji. This is yaoi! SebaCiel, AU. No likey, no readie!

Welcome to chapter 1

"What is taking him so long?" One of many irritated thoughts rushed through Ciel's head like a slow boat. He sighed through his nose and straightened out his slouching posture, his back is starting to ache. "Hurry up already"

Ciel let out a small and quiet grunt. After waiting for at least half an hour, his patience has almost disappeared. He sighed and crossed his arms that rest on the steal table.

"This visitor is taking sweet time. It's not like I anything important to do anyway" Ciel thought again. He didn't dare say a word, fearing that he'll be beaten again. The blue heard boy turned his head to the right to look that the door behind him. Locked obviously. Two men stand by guarding it, armed.

"You don't scare me. Idiots"

It's lifeless in this dull gray room, not a sound or a motion. The two armed guards stay perfectly still like lizards. They look like they are waiting for something. What though? Whatever the visitor has to say or do, the guards have front row seats.

Suddenly, the giant door's lock clicked, alerting Ciel. He turned his head again. "This guy better have a good excuse" he thought. Clearly annoyed.

"Pardon my late arrival. Horrendous traffic. My name is William T. Spears" the visitor stated, he pulled out the chair and sat down in front of Ciel. The blue haired boy observed the strange visitor and telling by his appearance, this man is serious. Kinda? He is very smartly dressed; a black suit, glasses, polished shoes and his black hair is neat and tidy. He doesn't seem to be at all intimidated by Ciel, the young boy is a killer after all.

"Ciel Phantomhive, age eighteen. Is that correct" The visitor asked, pulling the paper work from his black bag.

"Yes, that's correct" Ciel answered

"Charged for the murder of Peter Serphian, and now living a life sentence. Correct?"

Ciel's lip twitched, he doesn't want to be reminded of that revolting man. "It was manslaughter" he growled and clenched his fists.

William pushed his thick glasses further up his face, his eyes narrowed as he might have misread a section from Ciel's files. Just as he thought; murder is definitely printed on the paper work. "According to your case files; you were charged for murder."

"This has already been discussed. So why are you here?" The young boy asked.

William can see the anger in Ciel's eyes. This exactly what he is looking for. "I was told you were attacked by your inmates but you took great effort into defending yourself. Which lead to your inmates being hospitalized. Yet you were unharmed."

"Am I in trouble for simply that? Everyone picks on the new guy" Ciel indeed thought nothing of his inmates. "They can die of their injuries for all I care. All of them are murderers"

The visitor looked at the files again, perhaps there were some errors during the case. There was no evidence that is was manslaughter but Ciel is really sticking to it, is he simply in denial? Murder or manslaughter, he killed someone.

"No, I have an interesting offer for you. Your defense and combat abilities caught our attention. Many of the inmates and prison guards see you as dangerous, but I see danger and potential." William reached into his black and pulled out a couple more papers, then slid them across the table. "What do you think?"

"Phantom Academy?" Ciel looked up from the papers, without bothering to read them.

William sighed quietly and reached for short stack of paper. "Our founder has a fascination with ghosts. A boarding academy. We specialize in training body guards, computer hackers and assassins. I highly recommend it, since you already have the stomach to kill"

Ciel's breath hitched in this throat. The last sentence he said felt like a huge slap in the face. His victim was a vile man, but that vile man had a family; a wife and two children. Ciel could never forget their horrified faces when they looked at him for the first time. He'll live with the fact that he killed someone and ruined many lives with it. The sight of the man's dead body still haunts him. Even Ciel's own family wants nothing to do with him.

"Well? Do you want to live the rest of your life in a prison cell? Or train to become a professional assassin?" William asked, fingers lightly tapping the iron table.

"What have I got to lose…?" Ciel thought "Fine, I accept your offer. So when do I start."

The visitor's lips cracked a calm and tiny smile "If you'd like to come with me, I'd like to get you started right now"

Sorry this chapter is a little short and perhaps a little rushed. I'll do my very best to update! I was also thinking about changing the archive, but I'll see how it goes. I might have left a few mistakes, I proof read my chapters but some mistakes may have slipped.

Thanks for reading, reviews will be much appreciated. From Quick Speed, I bid you farewell!