Author's note= so you came here for the drama? The romance? The ANGST? Then get the hell outta here!
I wrote this mindfuck in an attempt to bring back some spark in me. I did promise a sequel right? Trust me, I didn't expect this piece of err~ either.
Warning: mature content, parental guidance is advised. (as if your parents will let you read yaoi!). AU, Random, OOC
Disclaimer: I'm so poor I don't even have imagination!
"Hello, demons." Claude Faustus smirked and wrapped an arm around K.A.G.'s co-founder, Sebastian Michaelis. They sat side by side on the couch, both crimson and hold fixed upon the members of the elite fraternity who sat on the floor in respect. Among the small crowd, a pair of amethyst eyes roamed across the room in search of the main reason why they took time off just to attend the assembly.
"Did they survived with sanity intact?" He whispered his concern to Pluto, who shook his silver-haired head in ignorance.
"Who knows?" the other art student trained his red pupils on Sebastian, trying to read what his dear cousin had actually done to the new recruits.
"Yesterday, two, lovely freshmen from the business department took the challenge to be initiated as proof that they have the passion and drive to take their place amongst us -"
"And it proved to be a very 'successful and satisfying' experience for us." Sebastian cut off Claude's long and boring speech with a snarky comment. Some members chuckled at the statement, knowing all too well how the two devils torture freshmen.
A rustle from the blankets nearby caught every members' attention to the circular bed at the far side of the room. A blond head popped out, still yawning and stretching before his lay dropped and aquamarine eyes widened in disbelief.
"Ciel! Up! Wake the hell up!" Alois frantically shook the sleeping beauty beside him. Waking up sore and naked was one thing, but an audience to boot is too much. He needs someone to share his misery, and Ciel is the perfect victim.
"The fuck! Can't you tell? I'm dreaming of unicorns and rainbows before you freaking disturbed my moment!" a sapphire orbs looked at him with loathing as the taller teen tried to slap him to consciousness.
"I'm afraid the gay horses and the rainbows will have to wait till bedtime." The deep, sexy voice did the trick. Ciel sat up, with orbs as wide as saucers as his vision switched from the bimbo, to the two perverts, to the small group of people looking at him like he's an animal in the zoo.
I feel naked... He thought, before realization strikes. Yep, he's literally naked beneath the black sheets stained with a horrible white substance that he dreaded to see.
"Rise and shine, midgets!" The one with ruby pupils winked at him and bit his lips, before turning his attention to the topaz-eyed demon beside him. "I must say, you look damn fine today, am I right, Claude?"
"Ravishing." He ran a hand through his coal black wavy locks, admiring the hickeys that designed both pale, slender bodies into polka dots.
"W-wait! Why, in Lucifer's name am I naked?" bluenette was on the verge of hyperventilating, and not even his underwear was in sight.
"Why, indeed?" Claude feigned shock and pouted at his friend. "I mean, you came here last night, we offered you a room, and the next thing we knew, the place was resonating with screams that sounded like this.~"
"Ahhh! ohh... nngh! Shit! HARDER!" Sebastian reenacted the event with a high pitched voice that earned a laugh from the public. Even Alois burst out a giggle, rewarded with a slap courtesy of Ciel.
"I mean, it was crazy! Claude here was blushing like a virgin and I was scarred for life!" The male continued his tale while Ciel squinted and racked his brains out trying to remember what happened. "I honestly thought this place was haunted by horny ghosts-"
"Cut the shit." Ciel glared at the leaders coldly. "You fucking raped me. I remember now. You drugged and screwed me till I passed out." He pointed an accusing finger at Claude, who smirked even more.
"Rape is such a strong word, Ciel." the creep moved his lips slowly, removed his specs and looked at him eye to eye. "I just used aphrodisiacs -"
"That was ecstasy, Claude baby." Sebastian corrected.
"Minor details, heart. So, you're going to sue me for your virginity?" that was clearly an insult. After all, being a virgin in college is hardly a bragging right.
Douche.
"Or quit K.A.G. even if you already passed the Initiation?" Sebastian sighed, eyes looking up as if he was dreaming. "So sad. And last night was a fairy tale too."
"Did you just quote Taylor Swift, supremo?" a blonde make wearing red hair clips cut off the daydream the ravenette was enjoying. "That's so gay."
"You're gay, Finny. Stay outta my life. At least it's not Kesha."
"So, decide, Sweetheart." Claude walked towards the bed like a predator before leaning inches away from his face. Those golden orbs looked more intimidating under bright lights. The bluenette gulped audibly as a drop of sweat trailed across his forehead. "Are you one of us? I mean, you made it this far. The worst part's over and done with."
"Please, Ciel." Alois joined forces with Claude. "Don't leave me here." The pink lips mouthed. Just like any other day, the younger teen was convinced.
This couldn't get any worse. He assured himself silently. "Yeah, whatever."
"Great!" Sebastian snapped his fingers and raised a goblet of champagne. "Bring out the goods and let's rock this chapter down."
Monday morning came. A certain naked teen dragged his legs to the comfort room of his trashy apartment, with a pounding headache ravaging his consciousness. Half-asleep, he switched the shower on, only to be fully roused by a wild splash of cold water hitting his form with vigor.
Fuck. Ciel grabbed his milk liquid soap and quickly cleaned his body, bubbles joining the aqua in a playful medley. The morning wood shrank shyly, but was unnoticed by him as he ran to his closet with only a towel.
The maroon and cream uniform was slipped on and the blue backpack was carelessly placed on his shoulders, and with one last look, he deemed himself presentable before running towards the door.
"Finally!" Alois rolled his eyes and waved at him. The red sports car was parked by his door, and with grace, he managed to fit himself inside.
"Morning biatch." Bard raised a hand in greeting and received a pat on the shoulder as acknowledgement. The male had a rusty blonde hair and a masculine appeal, with a stick of Marlboro always tucked on his lips. He is a sophomore at Culinary arts in Trestine Academy. "Finny's been worried you're still sick from the party last night."
Finny nodded frantically before adjusting his hair clips in front of the rearview mirror. "You should lay off on the Scotch Blue, cupcake. Next time just drink beer."
"Studied for your midterm yet baby?" Ciel leaned closer to the aspiring biology freshman, smirking when the wide eyes blinked in panic.
"Shit. Let's drop by Claude's building! "
"Ohh, someone's been slacking off."
Alois laughed as the car pulled over to the 5-story building. The four boys exited the car, before rushing straight to the elevator to see their Dictator.
They reached their destination, a room marked with a number 32 and adorned with stained glass windows and a sliding door. Ciel's hand reached out and opened it, only to be graced with:
"I told you, Ms. Brighton, I'm not interested-"
Ciel's algebra teacher, a brown-haired middle-aged woman wearing staff's uniform was leaning in awkward seduction towards Claude, not minding the frat leader's annoyed face as he scrunched his nose in disgust.
Hell, yeah. Blackmail material. The woman looked up to them and blushed an ugly shade of red, before mumbling an apology and running to the exit. With a sigh of relief, Claude gestured them to lock the door and take a sit on his couch, which the students gladly took.
"So, Dictator-"
"That's Chairman Faustus in here, Mr. Phantomhive." he sternly insisted. He is Trestine Academy's chairman, and major stock holder. A proud man despite the young age of 24. His status is enough to demand respect to the faculty and staff of the prestigious school, but by some dumb luck, the poor chairman was constantly hit on by professors and even by his business partners. Apparently, they can't understand what 'gay and taken' means.
"Alrighty, chairman. Can we please borrow a copy of our exams? Our frat leader was a bitch yesterday and insisted on us staying overnight to snort coke instead of reviewing." Alois waved a hand casually as if he's just asking for candies. The black haired male face palmed, slightly smirking at the memory.
"Yeah, sure. Next time, tell your Dictator to be responsible and send the kids home before curfew." He pulled a bunch of folders from his rosewood table and handed it to Bard. "Spread the word discreetly to the devils. If this leaked out to the outsiders, you know what I'll do." the yellow pupils narrowed dangerously, making the future chef shudder.
"Now, outta my sight."
Ciel sauntered alone at the school cafeteria, bumping at the army of college students in process. Time to time, he would slip a folded piece of paper to some people. Eyes would meet in secret acknowledgement, and he felt his ego boost in process. They know him all to well, Ciel Phantomhive, academy's number one freshman, and K.A.G's slickest member. His hands are fast and very discreet, making him very useful in handing out messages, or in this case, examination answers from their fierce Dictator.
After 30 minutes of running around, he earned his break and made his way to their table. In the outside college setting, it will be classified as the 'weirdos' place. They couldn't be more wrong.
It's the meeting place of K.A.G.'s officials.
"So, now that you're all here, let's get to the matter at hand." his best friend leaned lazily at the table, reaching out to steal a piece of cookie from Drocell's plate. "It's about the nerds. You know, Spears of the Business department and company."
"What about them?" Pluto, Sebastian's younger cousin and Alois' classmate swatted away the blonde's hand from his chips while watching the said group from the corners of his eyes. All six of them crowded on the table. Drocell, Alois, Finny, Barď, Ciel and himself. It was a rule that the maximum grouping of the members is 6, to avoid suspicion from the other frats. K.A.G. or Devil's Advocate as they prefer to be called, is a fraternity known for being discreet and dangerous, and they couldn't be more correct.
"Like, they totally suspect us cheating. So, yeah... I bet they're just jealous 'coz we're better than them. I can't believe like, they so think that Khel Mandrake is one of us."
"Khel?" Barď raised a brow at the image of the short, fat and flat-nosed male with scattered pimples all over his face.
"I know, right? I mean the number one requirement of the Spider is great looks. There is no effin' way he'll be allowed to join."
"That's 'coz Mandrake is smart. You know how they hate competition." Barď yawned.
"Too bad, Ciel and Aleister is on our side." Ciel cringed at being compared to the perverted med student. Sure, the guy is smart, but really?
"Then, what else, gossip biatch?" the bluenette rolled his eyes.
"Then, there's this party at Ash's place this Friday, and guess who's having an orgy?"
Every one looked up wide-eyed at the mention of the Angelus frat leader. Sebastian's number one enemy at everything.
With a smirk, Alois was sure he got everyone's attention. "Did I mention that it's an open party?"
Oh yeah... Ciel bit his lips as he scanned his brothers' face one by one. Friday's gonna be a one hell of a party.
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