A/N 'Sup, homos. Here's a lovely Black Butler fic about Ciel and his sister (and Sebastian of course, we love him).

Aurum

By: thewhiteleovaldez

CHAPTER ONE

Vincent Phantomhive, watchdog of the queen. He was never exactly one with the most uptight morals. But Ciel had never expected this. The girl standing in front of his desk was supposedly his sister. His bastard sister, no less. Ugh. Disgraceful. Add to that her clothes...what the hell was she wearing?

Aurum maybe-she-was-Phantomhive was dressed in what she'd proudly told Ciel were combat boots, as well as tight blue pants and a black shirt with a picture of a wolf on it. The black shirt was ripped near the waist, and on top of the shirt Aurum wore a black and purple plaid button-up shirt that was much too big for her. Indeed, it was so big on her that in places it almost went down to her knees. Her hair was messy and short, and Ciel could see grey roots coming in over the blonde she'd dyed it. She wore an obscene amount of eye makeup, darkening around her eyes so she looked sleep-deprived and dramatic.

Ugh. Ciel sighed. "So, tell me again, what did you say happened?"

"Well, the guy who raised me? So, on my sixteenth birthday he tells me that I'm the daughter of an important character from my favorite anime, which is set in the Victorian Age, like, gimme a break. I tell him that's ridiculous and then he shows himself as a demon! I mean, I believe in demons. I believed him. But then he goes and tells me that he's sending me back to my family? Huh. I didn't believe that. But then he like, I dunno, grabbed me and said some weird words and suddenly I'm on your front porch, and he says that I have to find either my father, Vincent Phantomhive, or my brother, Ciel Phantomhive, and then I was laughing because come on. It had to be some kind of a joke. Too good to be real, right? But then he left and your demon showed up with a bunch of silverware, and by the way, your demon? Hot. So anyway that's what happened."

Aurum stopped talking, looking at Ciel and fiddling with one of her buttons.

"First of all," Ciel said, rubbing his forehead, "you also told me that you are the...illegitimate child of my father? And second of all...what on earth do you mean by calling my butler hot?"

Aurum grinned. "Yeah, apparently I was born before you and dad gave me away to that demon in exchange for the demon securing your mom's hand in marriage for our dad."

"How old are you exactly?"

"Sixteen." Aurum sighed. "I was just about to get my Driver's License too…"

"You didn't answer my second question." Ciel gave Aurum a stern look.

"Oh…" Aurum smirked. "I just mean that Sebastian is...really physically attractive."

Ciel groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Of course. Of course."

"I'm surprised you didn't notice that yourself, brother dear," Aurum said with a laugh.

Ciel glared at her. "Don't call me that. And why would I be the one to notice?"

Aurum hesitated, pressing her lips together and staring at Ciel with an apprehensive expression. "Promise you won't, like, kill me or something?"

"Depends on what you say," Ciel retorted, staring at Aurum suspiciously.

Aurum grinned. "I'm not sure you know what shipping is, Ciel, but basically, any fan of the Black Butler story ships you and Sebastian."

Ciel was puzzled, but his voice held a low threat. "You are correct. I do not know what you mean. Would you care to enlighten me?"

"Well…" Aurum tapped her fingers together, surveying Ciel. "In the future, the story of you and Sebastian and all you other people is called Black Butler. However, it's really messed up and garbled and nobody can agree on what actually happens. There's a manga, which is a novel told in pictures, and an anime, which does not really follow the manga. Oh, and an anime is basically a film with color in a specific art style. So the film has two seasons and a few extras, and nobody can agree on whether the second season counts or not."

"What was in the second season?" Ciel wanted to know.

Aurum shrugged. "Oh, basically Sebastian and this other demon named Claude formed a pact to trick their masters and then Claude tried to steal your soul but Alois Trancy, who was his master, made a contract with a demoness to kill Claude, steal your body, and make you into a demon so that Sebastian could never take your soul. And somehow Claude had you convinced that Sebastian was responsible for your parents' deaths."

"And nobody can agree on whether that happened or not?!" Ciel spluttered, his face having become more and more angry and confused as Aurum had recounted the tale.

"Nope. But that's not my point. Anyway, shipping is the act of thinking that two characters in something should be together in a romantic way, a sexual way, or both. A whole lot of Black Butler fans ship you and Sebastian."

"What?!" Ciel shouted. "Why?! He is a demon, I am a human, and I am thirteen years old!"

"Chill, bro," Aurum said, her face dead-pan as Ciel shouted at her. "I guess it's kind of a get what you can while you still have the chance situation. You're gonna die anyway, so why not enjoy yourself while you're alive? It's what I'd do."

Ciel sat heavily back in his chair, burying his face in his hands. "You are incredibly morbid." Awkward silence reigned for several minutes. Ciel finally took his head out of his hands and looked at Aurum with slight distaste. "I guess you really are a Phantomhive. Wonderful. I suppose you'll make things around here a whole lot more interesting."

"You mean I can stay?" Aurum asked happily.

"Yes, I suppose," Ciel muttered.

"Oh, hey, Ciel?"

"Yes?"

"If you don't want Sebastian, can I have him?" Aurum looked at her brother with hope shining in her eyes.

Ciel scoffed. "No. That's disgusting. You're my sister. He's a servant."

"Ha!" Aurum said gleefully, pointing a finger sharply at Ciel. "So you do want him!"

Ciel blushed. "No, I don't! I was just-agh! If you want to be around servants so much, go introduce yourself to the other ones! There's a gardener, a maid, and a chef. They're utterly incompetent at their jobs. But they're not just for show. See-"

"Oh, you don't need to explain, Ciel," Aurum said happily, already halfway out the door. "I watched the Circus Arc and read about them in the manga. Also in the second half of the first season. I know why they're really here. They're all experts at killing, aren't they? Lovely! I'll go see them then." Aurum beamed at Ciel. "Oh, and by the way? Don't expect me to give up on you and Sebastian." She winked at Ciel and pranced off down the hall, singing to herself as she went.

"Let's play a love game, play a love game, do you want love, or you want fame, are you in the game?...Dans de love game…"

Sebastian slipped into the room and regarded Ciel with an amused glint in his red eyes.

"Is there something the matter, young master?" The demon inquired with false-innocence. "I heard shouting."

"No, Sebastian, nothing's the matter," Ciel said, running his hands through his hair distractedly. He was well aware that Sebastian had likely heard every word of the conversation Ciel had just had with Aurum, and Ciel was not sure how he felt about that. "The girl is my sister. She'll be staying here. For now. See to it that she is treated just like any nobility."

"Yes, my lord," Sebastian replied, just as Ciel knew he would. "I do have several questions, however."

Ciel raised his eyebrow at the demon, silently daring him to continue. Sebastian ignored Ciel's hostility.

"Lady Phantomhive is your father's bastard, correct?"

"Yes."

"And she has arrived here from the twenty-first century?"

"Yes."

"And, despite the fact that she is only half-noble, is is to be treated as a full noble?"

"...Yes. Are you going somewhere with this, Sebastian?" Ciel demanded.

"My point is, young master, that she has no idea how a noble of this time is supposed to act. Especially a noble of the female persuasion. For example, I noticed that she was not wearing a corset."

"Sebastian, watch your tongue."

"I don't see how it is a problem, my lord, considering as you have worn the item in question in the past. And I'm sure your sister knows that. But anyway, should she not be taught how it is appropriate for a lady of Phantomhive to behave?"

Ciel was too busy blustering to reply. He hadn't thought of that. Sebastian was right. Aurum said that the story of Sebastian and himself was well-known and that she herself enjoyed it immensely. If that was true, then she knew he'd worn a corset! And not just her, but numerous people of the future knew as well!

"Ah, shit," Ciel finally murmured, rubbing his forehead. "Tch. Fine. Make sure she learns to be a lady. But none of your teaching methods! Get some tutors who can either be bribed or threatened into being discreet about my sister's...ineptitude. If you can't, then and only then are you allowed to employ yourself as her tutor."

Sebastian smiled, his usual smile that betrayed a sort of dark amusement at the antics of humankind. He bowed, placing his hand over his chest. "Yes, my lord."

A loud crash interrupted the moment, causing the teacup on Ciel's desk to rattle. The sound was followed by Mey-rin's wailing, Finny's horrified shouting, and someone's gleeful laughter. Ciel sighed and got up, gesturing for Sebastian to follow him as he went to find the source of the sound.

"Well, I did say she'd probably make things more interesting around here," Ciel muttered to himself.