Ciel let out a loud yawn as he rose from his bed. The day seemed to e an average, typical day at the Phantomhive manor. Dreading work, eating his morning meal of a scone and Earl Grey tea, and him preparing for a business trip to the outskirts of London.
"My Lord," The familiar voice of the butler called to him from the hallway, "Shall I help you dress?" He walked in, carrying a fresh pair of green shorts, dress shirt, blue bow, green jacket, and his stockings.
Ciel nodded, helping the butler pull off his night shirt, "Yes." He let the demon dress him, not noticing the cloaked male hidden in the darkest corner of the room. After the demon left, the mysterious man pounced on the earl and dragged him through a dark portal without a single word. "Sebastian!" The boy managed to call, getting no reply before he was cast into the darkness with a sharp pain in his chest.
"Hmph, pathetic...Passed out before we even got there." The man spoke with a chuckle, quiet voice echoing in the nothingless around them. He lifted the boy into his arms as the area began to take the form of a silver room, with nothing but a small white dresser, a white desk, and a bed with white sheets and the nobodies crest for the frame. There was a single window that revealed the eternal night they lived in, the only light being the heart-shaped moon.
He put Ciel on the bed, pulling his own hood off to reveal none other than the Cloaked Schemer Zexion. The male smiled a little at the boy, pulling the eye patch off Ciel's eye and gently laying it on the glass bedside table. He couldn't help but admire the boy, they looked...so similar. The same hair colour styled in a similar fashion, the same tastes in clothes, even the same facial structure. From what he remembered, their eyes were even the same colour...
The older male shook his head to clear his thoughts, walking out of the small room to the grey halls. He made his way down the dark corridors, passing each member's rooms as he did. Demyx's sitar could be faintly heard as he walked, since the rooms weren't exactly soundproof. Luxord was also faintly heard, well, whoever he was in bed with was clearer. Zexion shivered in disgust as he walked past and to the back, where the superior was.
He knocked on the door, rolling his eyes when he heard a few papers shuffle. Most people would believe the person who ran the whole organization would be organized. He was always so emotionless and composed, but if you give him more than a few sheets of paper he won't be able to organize it for anything...Let alone, hundreds that need to be kept in a safe place. But then again, it's why he had his assistant, Saix, to clean up after him. He made sure that by the end of the day, everything was neat and tidy.
After a few moments, he heard the familiar cool voice, "Enter, number VI." The door creaked open, and Zexion pushed the door the rest of the way open and stepped in. The room was completely white, outside of the small coloured cards and his black organization hoodie. There were six papers on his desk, all with Ciel's name on them. There was a pile of mission cards off to the side; a few key cards sprawled across the grey carpeted floors, and some other papers and trinkets of value here and there. His attention snapped back to Number I as he spoke in his demonic voice, piercing yellow eyes staring him down like a vulture, "You brought the boy, correct?"
He nodded in response, "Ciel is here in tact without the contracted demon, as requested. Unconscious though." He pulled a mission card from the pocket in his skinny jeans under the coat out and put it on the silver desk that he was seated at.
"Very good, I'm impressed with you VI. You will be rewarded with extra munny and a new manga book, since apparently you have an interest in those..." The superior rolled his eyes, tossing the card in the pile with the rest, "You will not have any missions until he awakes, since you will be his mentor. Enjoy the free time while it lasts. You may leave."
The Schemer walked from the white-haired male's office, closing the door and getting a rare smile. He finally got a day off! He could go and help Vexen with his attempt to bring back Chester from the dead, or maybe he could help the mad scientist in Halloween Town. He could even go read some more books on spells, but he does those all the time...Maybe...
He opened a portal to Demyx's room, walking through and smiling a little at the blonde. He was sitting on his bed playing with the instrument that he called a weapon, looking at peace for once. Normally he's afraid of his own shadow! This seemed to be quite a change for the mullet-haired man.
"Hey, IX." He said, causing the Nocturne to jump and look at him surprised. After a moment he seemed to calm down, so he continued, "Could you maybe...Teach me how to swim? I have some free time and nothing to do..."
"Yeah!" The blonde stood, "Waiting for that kid to wake up?" They both opened portals and traveled to Atlantica.
They met on the other side moments later, Zexion with a purple tail and Demyx's was ice blue, "Yup. No idea when he will, but I'm his mentor now."
"Sounds fun, to teach a little kid about our lives." He showed him how to flick his tail and move forward, which Zexion imitated, "I wish I could do something interesting like that." He did a backflip.
The Schemer copied him, "I'm not so sure it'll be too simple. He's a spoiled little brat, which means he'll have no strength to lift anything heavier than a few books. Plus he comes from a rich background," He paused so they could go through the speed tunnel, "So he'll think we're all going to do his beck and call."
Demyx chuckled, "He'll learn." He opened a clam shell and it held a few health orbs, which they shared, "It's why their called new people. They don't know how it's going to work."
"Yeah, I hope. Hey don't you have a mission you should be getting to in Twilight Town?" He smirked, remembering the recon mission Xemnas had assigned him. The Melodious Nocturne was well-known for skipping out on as many missions as he could, even if it pissed off the superior.
The blonde rolled his eyes and left without another word to go complete it, leaving the Schemer to himself. He idly wandered the watery world, avoiding all the people and creatures as he did. He decided to open a portal to the world that nobody else knew about, since it was born but never inhabited.
He walked through the portal to the deserted world, looking around and smiling at the emptiness. The forests swayed around the collapsed temple in the breeze, and the faint theme music played in the background. He took a seat, pulled out the manga book he was working on, and began to read.
Well, I decided to delete and redo my old fanfic. What do you guys think? Should I add on? Review and follow/favorite, please! It's much appreciated!