A/N : Hey guys! So this is my first attempt at writing a fic. Usually I have ideas but can't put them into words soon... But this time the plot bunnies got me! Kiddin'? I just dreamt about it :) anyway, please be indulgent when you read and tell me if there are mistakes (English isn't my mother tongue so there'll be some ;))

so the chapter now:

Well, uhm, this is something like a prologue... The actual plot is not yet there. But well, I know it's a bit dark and plain, anywaaaay, if you review, I might give you virtual sashimi ;)

bye

~Sashimi

Chapter 1: 12 Steps

They hadn't known.

Actually no one knew besides his parents. That there was a secret room behind the closet of his room.

He was shaking.

He had seen red. Too much red.

This colour, once loved because it was what reminded him of his aunt An, was now feared. Because it spurted out of his mother. Because it made her cry out in pain . He shuddered because of the scene that replayed in his mind. His eyes were burning because of the the tears that were threatening to fall. But he couldn't cry. His father had said that he had no reason to cry. His father. For the boy he was a hero. After carrying him to his bedroom and after putting him in the secret room, the man had hugged him with his strong and comforting arms and had whispered in his ear : "Everything is going to be alright. I'll chase the mean men out of the house and I'll save your mom. And tomorrow when you wake up, we'll buy your birthday cake, your favorite one, from the 'Gabriel' bakery. And we'll invite An, and Lizzy. Now, I have to go kick those burglars's asses and save mum! (He chuckled softly but it didn't sound happy.) I'm coming back soon. I promise, my Ciel, so don't cry.' The tall man hugged his son again but tighter and smiled. He kissed the boy on his forehead and ruffled his hair. Ciel pouted a bit but trusted his dad, even if deep in his inner self he knew that his father pretending.

Because his lips were trembling even if they were turned upwards.

Because his hands were shaking.

Because his eyes, full of determination, were a swirl of sadness and fear for his loved ones.

Deep inside Ciel knew... But he wanted to trust. After bidding him a good night, the man closed the door of the secret place silently. And at that moment, Ciel caught a last glimpse of his father, his hero who was going to save his mother.

But very soon, the confidence, that had been emanating from his father, vanished. The young boy started being scared of the dark. He couldn't see anything but he felt as if cold, oh so cold hands were lingering on his back. The imaginary being these hands belonged to sucked up all the air from his lungs. Ciel was sweating even if it was so cold. The kid only wanted to get out of his sticky clothes and to take a hot bath. This image made him relax, and despite his adrenaline rush, his eyelids fell shut and the boy drifted away, dreaming of cakes, promises and red flowers.

Then, after what seemed like hours , the child woke up.

He thought that by then , all the mean men had for sure been handed over to the police and that his parents were certainly waiting downstairs for him to wake up.

The blue-eyed boy decided to walk out of the room and see what was going on in the kitchen.

He imagined his parents sitting in the kitchen, smiling at him as he came into view, asking him if he had slept well and wishing him a happy birthday. They'd hug him and he'd pout while crossing his arms and while saying 'I'm an adult now'.

The adults would laugh and ruffled his hair like always. He told himself that this scene would be awaiting him, because that's what his father had promised.

But what if it wasn't as nice and rosy as what he'd imagined?

The boy shook his head.

It would be like he'd been told! His dad had promised! And everybody knows that promises can't be broken.

Ciel inhaled deeply.

And went on to his destination.

He walked down the hall ...

climbed down the stairs...

1 step...

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He walked silently to the kitchen door, wanting to scare his parents for fun ...

He pushed the door open ...

Opened his mouth in order to loudly yell 'Booh!'

But he never let it out.

Because the sight that met his eyes was nothing like what he had expected...

- End of Chapter One -

-A/N 2 :

So, hope you liked it.

I wrote this on my phone so it's not nicely done. Moreover, it's unbeta-ed ewww... *laugh*

so please REVIEW and you'll get SASHIMI! :D

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