Note: Ciel is a male in this fanfiction. He is not a female, he is a male. Don't get confused, now.
The loud, upbeat music played from the enormous speakers as the waiters and waitresses hastily but professionally set up the table. Plates, spoons, forks, knives, cups filled with wine, were all set upon the multiple round tables that were clothed with the finest, pure white fabric.
A small sign was placed next to each wine cup:
'Welcome to the superstar's banquet.' In beautiful cursive letters, the cards neatly aligned in a circle at each table.
Six limousines came to a stop one by one behind each other, important celebrities of the world joining the special banquet of the day.
"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming to the banquet of our well-known superstar." A man spoke out loud to the slowly increasing audience as people streamed in one by one. Flashes of cameras and the low murmur of small talk filled the room. "Please welcome the famous, number one celebrity of the United Kingdom."
Claps immediately sounded at the mention of the loved man as he walked into the room. Cheers and whistles were heard as the man himself came in with a handsome smile on his face. He was wearing a black and formal tuxedo suit, a black tie accompanying it.
"Mr. Sebastian Michaelis." The orchestra in the room played loudly at this, following the music from the speakers. Music exploded as he bowed politely to the crowd of people, which only, in return, applauded louder by the passing of seconds. As he straightened up again, his smile was back on his face to reveal perfect, white teeth. Now, he was clapping along as the announcer introduced the next person.
"Also, please welcome the celebrity's wife, Ciel Phantomhive."
That's when the people were clapping and screaming so loudly that it was enough to make someone deaf. Everyone stood up from their chairs and applauded harder.
Ciel walked in, a confident and kind smile on his face. He was wearing a pink, floral patterned dress that went just a few inches below his knees. His hair extensions were attached on both sides of his head, decorated with a pink rose clip in his hair as he strided in the room, the flashes of camera almost blinding him as he did so. The boy returned the smile to his husband and came to a stop next to him, looking up lovingly at the other man.
Sebastian only returned gaze of admiration to his wife as he offered his hand out to him. Ciel gratefully took the offered hand with twinkling sapphire eyes that promised future mischief, and they both walked down the aisle and up the stair steps, onto the stage. Standing behind the podium, they turned around and faced the audience, who were still quite loud.
The ongoing clapping continued as they stood up there on the stage together, holding hands and smiling, waving casually to the people below and posing a bit for the cameras of the paparazzi. The couple bowed together and the huge, shining chandelier above them lit up the room brightly.
The upright and honest superstar that the whole country loves...
Ciel and Sebastian clapped together, staring longingly into each other's eyes.
My husband, Sebastian Michaelis.
The blaring music in the background finally died down and came to an end, the orchestra finishing their song as well.
Sebastian stopped grinning and gave Ciel an emotionless, blank stare. That's when Ciel's smile disappeared and a look of disgust crossed his face.
But to me, he is very cold.
Sebastian broke eye contact and his perfect smile returned as he stared off into the crowd.
And very violent.
Ciel growled inwardly and furrowed his eyebrows a bit before also returning his smile to the people.
A man that is appallingly cold.
The boy shivered visibly as he remember how they even became a couple, glancing over at the man beside him, glaring now.
The start of this ridiculous wedding contract began…
Sebastian felt the glare and looked over at him, giving him a fake smile that clearly meant, 'you don't scare me'.
His wife only gave him a threatening, over-confident smile.
*~*~*The Superstar & I*~*~*
Two months ago…
Ciel smirked to himself as he poked his head out from a corner, watching as the people inside the room conversed with each other.
"You're so pretty!" A girl's voice exclaimed happily in a swooning way.
"Can you sign this for me?" Another asked.
"Me too." The other agreed, pushing a paper towards one of the women.
"You're really beautiful!" She repeated, much to Ciel's annoyance.
"Thanks for signing!"
The boy was disguised as a waiter in the restaurant that he was currently undercover at. In front of him was a trolley with a silver tray on top of it, covered by a silver cover. Hastily, he removed the cover off of the tray to reveal a large, black camera. Picking it up with his hands, he gave another small, but evil smirk to himself.
*~*~*The Superstar & I*~*~*
"The head of the business...has something to say to me." Sebastian explained to the professional man sitting across from him.
"The 'Best Singer' nominee… has not passed his confirmation after hearing it three times. This time, with a desperate feeling, the President of Funtom is planning on an secret appointment." The man answered nonchalantly, keeping eye contact with the uprising star.
"A secret appointment, you say?" He turned his head over to his manager, Claude Faustus with a worried look on his face. Crimson eyes met amber eyes for a brief second, and then they both returned their attention to the man again.
"The Funtom Entertainment doesn't have a nominee for the Best Celebrities Awards. Specifically the 'Best Singer' category. We only have two singers in our entertainment business, you and Ash Landers. Unfortunately, Ash had fallen ill with...lung cancer. He can never sing again. That is why, Sebastian, please accept the position of being the nominee that represents us, Funtom, in Ash's place."
Sebastian's bright crimson eyes widened at the sudden news. How could he, a beginner at singing, who was just starting out to become famous, accept such a big job? Barely anyone knows him! Surely if he tried to defeat the nominees of other famous singers, he'd lose! But, with practice, he could master it all. He was quite the overachiever, after all. This was his big chance to become famous. To be loved by millions of people. That was his dream. Though the possibility of losing was there, a possibility of winning was what Sebastian was thinking about. After all, he loved taking risks.
With a sly smirk, the corners of his lips turning upward, he nodded. "I accept. I will beginning my training to become a professional singer, for the Funtom entertainment business. Now, when is the Best Celebrities Awards going to be?" He questioned, leaving Claude's stern amber eyes glaring at him from behind for not asking for his consent first.
*~*~*The Superstar & I*~*~*
It was night time by the time the girls exited the restaurant, walking down the sidewalk, giggling and gossiping loudly. The loud sounds of shoes and high heels hitting the pavement sounded in the night.
Ciel was hiding behind a tree, lowering the camera in his hands down from his face with a small frown. "How strange...I swear they said Hannah Annafellows came in here…" His eyebrows furrowed as he eyed the girls who were now walking down the street and off of the restaurant's property.
One of the girls laughed as they walked beside a man. Ciel's frown slowly turned into another smirk as he pulled the camera up to his face and looked through the hole, zooming in to see Hannah Annafellows giggling and smiling with a man.
"Got you." The boy murmured victoriously.
*~*~*The Superstar & I*~*~*
"Thank you for making such a difficult decision." The man thanked Sebastian as the two shook hands outside of the building.
"Until the official statement has been released by Funtom Entertainment...please keep it confidential." He stated with a professional air around him. "Excuse me then."
Sebastian and the man bowed to each other before turned to leave. Claude turned to Sebastian with emotionless eyes. "I will see him off." He said before following the man, leaving Sebastian alone.
Sighing, he pushed his hands into his tuxedo pant's pockets and stood there in the silence of the night.
Click. Click, click.
Sebastian looked up, curiously, and with an arched eyebrow, he walked towards the strange noise.
*~*~*The Superstar & I*~*~*
Ciel was hiding behind a large brick wall, thankfully, he even with his short height, he could still reach over the top of it. Smiling with his trusty camera, he focused it onto Hannah and her fellow guy friend making out on the outside of their van.
Click. Click, click. The camera's small noises didn't interrupt their make out session, surprisingly.
"Oh, good." Ciel said out loud to himself in satisfaction. "More! Just like a little bit more…!" He exclaimed in a quiet whisper as the couple began to get more intimate and intense in the cold, winter night.
His camera then auto focused on, well, something else. Click. Click, click.
That was when someone walked in front of his view of the couple and stared right at him with bright, crimson eyes glowing in the darkness. Click...
Alarmed, Ciel put down his camera and gasped. A loud creaking noise erupted from the gate of the restaurant, causing his to gulp. "What was that just now?" The boy exclaimed before he heard footsteps approaching him.
A man appeared from the gate and walked over to him with angry eyes. "What are you doing?" The man asked in a stern voice, glaring at the peeping boy. "With whose permission are you taking pictures?"
Quickly, Ciel stepped down from the bricks he was standing on and ran over to the man with a desperate expression on his face.
"Are you a reporter?" The man continued to ask multiple questions as Ciel finally made it in front of the tall figure.
"Yes, I'm a reporter." The sapphire eyed boy explained quickly and quietly, glancing over at the wall, hoping that the couple didn't hear the conversation they were making. "I'm a little busy right now. Can you please be quiet and leave?" He whispered, putting a finger to his mouth and gesturing him back out of the gate and began to walk back behind the wall of bricks before the tall man grabbed the camera out of his hands.
"Not until you erase my picture." He stated while pressing a few buttons on the device and began to delete the picture of him.
"I wasn't taking pictures of you!" Ciel scoffed, staring impatiently at the man who had so abruptly taken his camera. "Give me my camera." The boy tried to grab the device from the other's hands, but the man was taller than him and simply held it above his head while the boy struggled to reach it.
"I don't know how you found out…" The man began, "But until it's officially announced by Funtom Entertainment, you're restricted. I hope you comply." He stated coolly, leaving a confused Ciel staring up at him with a scrunched up face.
"Funtom...Entertainment? Just what are you talking about?" He huffed, reaching for his camera again. "Give me my camera!"
The man's eyebrow went up as he eyed a picture. "Wait a minute…" His eyes scanned over the photos of a man and woman kissing, up against a van. He scrolled through the photos with a look of disgust on his face before turning back to Ciel. "Do you...make a living by taking these kinds of pictures?"
The boy blushed and stuttered, "W-Who cares what kind of pictures I take? What's it to you?" Ciel replied stubbornly, refusing to answer the question.
"You must not be ashamed of living off of other people's private lives." The man commented sarcastically, his crimson eyes gleaming with amusement, which earned a death glare from Ciel.
"Tch." He responded before taking the boy's hand and shoving the camera back into his hands. "Pitiful, pitiful." He murmured to himself before walking off into the darkness of the night.
Ciel was beyond angry as he watched the mysterious man walk into the distance. "What?" He asked angrily out loud to no one in particular, gaping like a fish. "Pitiful?!" The boy spat out in disbelief. "Tch, you rude old man!"
He returned his attention to his camera, which still had the photos of the famous celebrity actress, Hannah Annafellows, giving face to a random man on the street. But that's when Ciel looked up and back over at the shadows of which the man disappeared into. "But...he seemed really familiar…"
Mumbling to himself once more about how annoying the man was, he stood back on top of the bricks and lifted his camera up to his face to resume taking pictures.
...Only to see that the couple was staring directly at him with angry and annoyed eyes. "Oh, fuck..." Ciel gulped again and smiled, before quickly jumping off of the brick and running into the restaurant.
"Hey! Stay where you are!" Hannah yelled after the fleeing boy.
Author's Note: Thank you for reading. I would love it if you guys review. I will update as soon as I can. Also, this story is based off of the Korean drama called, The Prime Minister & I. So every word I wrote is very similar or is exactly the same as the lines the people say in the drama. I do not own Kuroshitsuji or the plot of the story at all, all rights belong to their rightful owners. I hope you enjoyed.
Signed, M.S.