Sebastian Michaelis, a wealthy business man was walking around the town, alone. He'd been stressed since yesterday because his cat died. She was hit by car early in the morning and died from impact and Sebastian had to bury her in a shoebox with her favorite toys. He was very depressed about it.
He sighed, glancing around, realizing he was in the park, surprisingly alone, even though it was nighttime.
Suddenly a strong smell of smoke whipped past his nose. It was cigarette smoke. So he wasn't so alone after all. He turned around, not seeing anyone. There was a slope on the small area and that's where the smoke was coming from.
He walked over, raising his eyebrows. It was a thirteen year old boy, smoking a cigarette into the night sky. He blew a ring of smoke expertly and glanced up at Sebastian. He had blue hair and deep blue eyes, one covered by an eyepatch and his head covered by a plain hat. He wore shorts and a t-shirt which was torn and dirty. He had a small bag next to him and a lighter in his left hand.
"Want a smoke?" the kid innocently asked. Sebastian stared at him for a good few minutes.
"Like what you see, buddy?" the kid continued. Sebastian rolled his eyes at the boy's cocky attitude.
"Don't flatter yourself. I just didn't expect a thirteen year old smoking in the park at night." Sebastian replied calmly.
Sebastian was twenty-six years old and had black hair that reached around his face, covering his eyes from time to time because he hadn't gotten a haircut recently. His eyes were the color of red wine colored and very cool. He wore a dress shirt and dress pants with his jacket slung over his shoulder.
"What's your name, kid?" Sebastian questioned. The kid took a drag from the cigarette slowly before blowing a ring of smoke again.
"Ciel. Ciel Phantomhive."
"Aren't your parents in charge of the Funton Co.?" Sebastian continued.
"Yeah...my stepfather and my mom. " Ciel said, looking back into the night. "What's it to you, stranger?"
"Just wondering what a wealthy child such as yourself is out here by yourself with a pack of cigarettes and smoking them none the less." Sebastian sighed.
"You shouldn't get into things that don't involve you." Ciel said, his tone harder. "Who are you?"
"Sebastian Michaelis." he answered, walking closer to the teen and towering over him. Ciel glanced at him bored.
"Well isn't it my lucky day to meet the CEO of Mich Co.?" Ciel said, sarcasm dripping from his voice.
"Why are you so dirty?" Sebastian asked. Ciel glanced up at him with wide eyes and his face turning red. "I meant your shirt."
"I-I knew what you meant!" Ciel snapped, sitting up. "I fell down somewhere, Jeez!"
"Well, aren't you the liar?" Sebastian chuckled.
"Who you calling a liar?!" Ciel snarled, turning his sitting position towards the standing man.
"Right in front of me. I see blood on shirt, don't tell me it's ketchup because I know it isn't. What happened?" Ciel stared at him before his eyes downcast. He turned his back to the man, his shoulders down.
"I rather not talk about it."
"Ciel..." Sebastian sighed. "You're acting quite childish. If something or someone is bothering you, then you need to tell your parents." Sebastian said, crossing his arms, obviously unimpressed by the boy's antics.
"J-Just shut up! You don't even know me!" Ciel snarled, whipping around onto his feet.
"Calm down." Sebastian ordered sternly. Ciel stared at him before taking a deep breath. He grabbed his small bag before opening it and showing it to Sebastian. It was filled with cigarettes.
"Want one?" Ciel asked. Sebastian sighed and took one. Ciel light it for him, himself.
"Is this how you apologise to someone, by offering a cigarette and lighting it?" Sebastian asked after a pregnant pause of silence. Ciel took a drag from his cigarette.
"Mostly. My stepfather doesn't care what I do as long as I don't do anything bad to give bad credit to the company." Ciel said.
"I see, where do you get the cigarettes then?"
"I get them from a friend of mine who has a friend." Ciel said.
"I see...you shouldn't be smoking." Sebastian said.
"You're doing it." Ciel pointed out.
"I'm an adult."
"Well with as much praise and high expectations I get I might as well be."
"You still shouldn't be smoking."
"You're not my mother." Ciel growled out.
"Does she know?" Ciel gave a blank look before looking at his feet.
"I rather her not to know...she's been through a lot especially when Dad died a few years back."
"Your father...he died from a car accident, right?" Ciel nodded, his face emotionless. "I knew your father at one point. He was a kind man, always looking for the good in people. We got along just fine, even issued a product together. " Sebastian said. He blew a puff of smoke out. "You look a bit like him."
"Everyone says I get my looks from my mother." Ciel said softly.
"But you get your brains from your father." Sebastian grinned.
Ciel was quiet before glancing up at the older man, frowning.
"What do you want from me?"
"Hm?" Sebastian questioned, obviously not expecting that question.
"I said what do you want from me?" Ciel growled.
"From you? " Sebastian repeated. Ciel nodded. Sebastian's eyes glazed over the boy's face, his red wine eyes taking in the boy's expression. " Nothing."
Obviously the answer startled Ciel.
"What do you mean 'nothing'?" Ciel pursed.
"I meant what I said. I want nothing. But if you're so interested in what I want, I suppose I just want to talk with someone who's actually has some intelligence." Sebastian shot Ciel a cocky grin. Ciel looked down, obviously thinking over what he said before snapping his head up.
"Are you saying I'm smart?" Ciel asked slowly, almost as if he were unsure. Sebastian raised an eyebrow at the teen's antics.
"..." he said nothing, taking in the expression Ciel had on his face. Sebastian could usually tell what a person was thinking by looking at they're face but Ciel's face stumped him.
"Well?" Ciel snapped, obviously impatient, snapping Sebastian into reality.
"Sorry, my mind wanders a bit when I smoke." Sebastian said, dropping the cigarette and stomping on it delicately.
"Well, answer my question!" Ciel pressed on.
"What was it again?" Sebastian said, hiding a smirk as the boy was getting even more irritated and Sebastian had to admit it was a bit 'cute'.
"I said, Are you calling me smart?" Ciel said. He crossed his arms, taking one last drag from the now small cigarette before stomping it out.
"I suppose I am. After all you are a Phantomhive." Sebastian said. Ciel's face softened before it riled up in anger.
"I AM NOT A PHANTOMHIVE!" He yelled, bursting out, causing Sebastian to jump a bit at the boy's outburst.
"I-I'm sorry?" Sebastian said.
"I am not a damn Phantomhive, that name is dirt to me now!" Ciel said harshly.
"Excuse me?"
"what? "Ciel hissed.
"What are you talking about?" Sebastian questioned, a bit worried at the boy's antics.
"n-Nothing...I gotta go." Ciel said, tossing his bag over his shoulder. Sebastian grabbed his arm.
"Are you okay?" Sebastian asked. Ciel wretched his arm from him.
"I'm fine! Why wouldn't I be?" Ciel snapped.
"You're very pale, and look like you're about to be sick." Sebastian said.
"I'm fine.." Ciel said, looking at his feet. Sebastian took out his wallet, pulling his card out and handing it to the kid.
"If you need anything..or any help with someone, just give my cellphone a call. " Sebastian said. Ciel slowly took the card, reading it.
"T-Thanks.." Ciel said. Sebastian petted his head, smiling a bit at the redness starting on Ciel's cheeks.
"Don't worry about it kid. I'll see you tomorrow." Sebastian turned on the ball of his foot and climbed the slope.
"Who said I was coming back?!" Ciel yelled after him. Sebastian glanced behind him, giving the teen a long smile.
"Just a feeling."
Author's Note: First Black Butler story ever! Sorry if it sucks! Please review it, thanks! And tell me if I missed spelled anything also! Thanks! Please be nice and no flames.
See ya later, Alligator!