The ghost of Trancy

Chapter 1 Meeting, greeting and saying hello

Sunlight.

It poured though the windows of his house, gently lighting up his bedroom with a gentle golden glow. Ciel Phantomhive shifted under the covers, groaning softly as he awoke. His eyes fluttered open and he rolled over on his side, his dark blue locks pouring to the right. It was a usual Monday morning for him and it was around 6 in the morning.

The 13 year old then made himself sit up from his bed, rubbing his eyes to wake him up more and make the blurriness fade from his eye sight. He stretched his arms for a moment, sighing out softly to himself before swinging his legs off the bed and standing up. The boy walked over into his bathroom and glanced in the mirror, seeing himself stare back at him.

Ciel Phantomhive had two multicolored eyes. One was a dark sapphire blue, while the other was a light purple and had a star shaped pentacle on it. He was born with that purple eye and he had it for as long as he remembered. Reaching to turn on the cold water, he dipped his hands into the cold water and splashed his face with some of it, chasing the last of sleep away. Drying his hands and his face off, he squeezed some minty fresh toothpaste on his brush and began to brush his teeth, thinking about the day that was planned before him.

After Ciel was done with that, he traveled over to his bedroom and dressed (or more like attempted to dress) himself up for school. This was one of the reasons why Ciel woke up very early for school. Tying his black eyepatch around his purple eye, he made his way downstairs where he found his breakfast and a little note from his butler- I mean, guardian who went by the name of Sebastian.

The note, written in elegant letters, said:

Dear Ciel,

Good morning and congratulations on getting up on time this morning without my help. Here is your breakfast, a nice heaping plate of pancakes. Feel free to put as much syrup as you like.

Love,

Sebastian

Ciel quickly read and tossed away the note, ignoring the little heart at the end and got to work eating the pancakes that were made for him, making sure to drown them in syrup. He looked out the window to his left once he finished, sighing out softly once he saw there was still no snow on the ground. It was odd, Ciel thought quietly, that it's already the beginning of December and there's still not a speck of snow on the ground.

The 13 year old had been hoping for a snow filled December this year, but it seemed impossible now with not a cloud in the grey colored sky. He sighed out again and stood up from his seat, slipped on a thin black jacket before grabbing his book bag and headed out for school. His black dress shoes softly clacked on the cobblestone streets of London, England which was his home town. Life for him wasn't always that boring, but it still was boring going to the same school for years and living in the same large house and such.

But while Ciel walked down the sidewalk, he spotted a blond boy out of the corner of his eye with sad crystal blue eyes with his pink lips twisted into a frown. He had never seen the blond boy before in his life and had never seen someone's hair so golden colored before. Just then, a large bus zoomed by in front of Ciel's view and when it pasted, the blond boy had vanished into thin air.

Ciel blinked, wondering where he went but slowly continued walking to his school, swinging his book bag around as he walked. Something was wrong with what he just seen. There at first and then gone the next. It was weird and yet, he felt like he knew the boy from somewhere. Sighing out softly, his pushed all the thoughts he had about the weird blond boy away as he pushed the doors to his school open and slipped inside.

"Ciel!" A loud cry of his name made the boy perk up and grunt as a girl with blond curls and hazel eyes jumped into his slim arms, giggling madly. "E-Elizabeth?!" He cried out as he caught her. Elizabeth looked up at him and smiled widely, her earring swishing this way and that. "Oh Ciel! I told you to call me Lizzy! Anyway, I'm so glad you're here today so I won't be bored in school!"

Ciel sighed out as he listened to Elizabeth talk, walking down the hallways past a few lockers and people who chatted to each other. He zoned Elizabeth out for a few long moments, looking down as he walked and suddenly shivered unexpectedly. He looked up from the floor almost immediately and found the blond boy out of the crowd of teens again. Ciel blinked a few times more but the weird boy was still standing there with his back facing him. Other's didn't seem to notice him at all which was odd as well.

"U-Um, excuse me?" Ciel mumbled right before he passed the blond, Elizabeth still right next to him. The boy seem to be started by his words and quickly flipped around to meet Ciel. "Y-You…were you talking to me?" He asked, looking flabbergasted and shocked. Ciel rose an eyebrow at him, wondering what all the shock was. But that's when Elizabeth passed right though him.

Literally.

The idiot girl had passed right though the strange blond. Ciel blinked rapidly, wondering what he had just witnessed was true and not just a weird scene he had imagined in his head. The blond boy blinked as she passed right though him, almost like he had his breath leave his lungs and then quickly return.

"Wh-What…was that?" The 13 year old boy stammered, still pondering if the boy he was seeing was real or not. The other looked over to Ciel and quickly rushed over to him, passing though every person that came his way. "Y-You can see me?! This is great! Finally! A person to talk to!" The weirdo screamed out loudly, the loud yells not attracting others at all. Ciel blinked again, his mind in a huge train wreak right now.

"Wh-Who exactly are you?"

"I-I'm Alois Trancy!"

"And you're not some weird figment of my imagination?"

"No! I'm Alois Trancy, I've been dead for years! You're the first person ever that can see me!" The boy named Alois threw his hands up in the air in triumph and laughed out loudly. "This! This is such an awesome day!"

"Ciel?" Elizabeth snapped him right out of it, turning around to stare at him. "Why are you talking to yourself?" The 13 year old boy looked over to the blond girl and sighed out softly, rubbing his head with one hand. "I-I actually don't know…" His eyes shifted back to where Alois was standing.

But to his surprise, he was gone.