{A/N: Random scenarios of Ciel and Sebastian. :D
Warnings: bad grammar, redundancy in words, first fanfic.
Have fun reading and don't die}
The Sun bathes everything in a pure, white light.
So holy, it hurts to look at the Sun directly, doesn't it?
They are sinners, born and meant to be.
Do you know why crimes are mainly committed at night?
It is when the holy light stops shinning, and all the sinners gather.
At one gathering place, young boys were ripped from the comforts of their homes to live (or shall I say, 'struggle' to live?) in a despicable, yet entirely humane yet inhumane place.
Indeed, how can such a place be humane and inhumane at the same time?
It is possible. In fact, many places are what we consider to be inhumane, yet so humane at the same time.
Humans are interesting creatures. They like to condemn things that they believe to be entirely wrong, yet they find ourselves doing the same.
Such hypocrisy.
Such is the life of the innocent kitten, Ciel Phantomhive.
Such is my master.
Ah yes, I remember his pitiful face as I 'rescued' him from those animals.
His face was the embodiment of the innocent.
I couldn't wait to taint him. My dear Ciel Phantomhive.
It was I who dressed him in the mornings, like a perfect little doll.
It was I who served him faithfully, like a loyal dog.
It was I who tainted him, like a disease that spreads throughout villages.
And now it is I who rises up to take his soul, one that I had served for a decade. "My lord…"
"Yes?" Even as I was about to take his soul, he was still the arrogant young lord that I created. "Will it hurt?"
"Hmm? Of course…not." Why did he care if it hurt or not? Well, he was still human and could be broken as easily as anyone.
"Make it hurt. As much as possible. I don't care."
Ahahaha. You little fool. My sweet, grey kitten. How much your azure eyes entice me. How much I want your beauty to last for an eternity. How much I want to devour you, and savor your blood. "Yes, my lord." Those three words.
He tenses, and then relaxes as he sees me coming closer.
Will it hurt?
Why yes, my dear Ciel. Of course it will. This is your repayment. I intend to make this as painful as possible.
As you wish, my lord. This will be your last order, I presume? And I will be free. You won't control me any longer, dear kitten. The ravenous panther must devour its prey.
And yet, you amuse me so. I could tell you adored me and love me, as you should have loved Elizabeth. I knew from the start you never liked her; rather, you focused all your intentions on me.
Will I miss you? It is only a matter of time, perhaps, before I forget you in the midst of other souls. But, needless to say, I have enjoyed our time together, my curious little kitten. Your soul will be most delightful to devour.
I lean in towards him, and I can see the faint blush that creeps upon his cheeks.
You are my little treat.
Opening my mouth slightly, I capture his plump lips in mine, and suck on the delectable soul, feeling the bright light entirely devoured by my sinful lips.
It tastes better than any other soul I've ever had. Food of the gods couldn't even being to describe it. And yet, there was a stinging aftertaste. Resentment, regret, pain, but most of all, bliss.
Kitten, why are you so happy? Humans always baffle me. Yet, how amusing. His body grows limp and I carry him bridal-style to the river.
Lifting his pale body onto the relentless stream, he floats away from me.
I want to forget you. But, can I? No other human has ever affected me like he did. Could I say that I hated him? No, I don't hate him.
Did I love him?
No, I don't love him.
Then, what was he to me, exactly?
My lord, my prince. My innocent doll who lived in such a cruel and humane, yet inhumane world.
Such hypocrisy.
Such was the life of the tainted kitten, Ciel Phantomhive.
Such was my former master.