Hello everyone! So, here is a story I've been planning on writing for a very long time now but you know how my mind doesn't work when it comes to actually writing down and blah blah blah. But now I actually managed to get this thing out, and I hope that it's just as amazing as it is in my mind for you all to enjoy because I think it'll end up being one of my best stories I have written in a long time.

So, this story will be primarily based on Ciel's point of view set in the modern era. If people wish for me to write it from Sebastian's point of view from time to time, I would love it if I was told or this will just be writing from Ciel's view point.

Also, there'll be quite some dicks passing here and fro, and a lot of swearing too, so if you're uncomfortable with that, thank you and have a nice day.

Anyway, I hope this story amuses people as much as it amused me. I hope you all enjoy. Thank you. ^^


"Fuck you, random, sexy peasant bastard…"


Chapter One

Fucking finally!

I give out a sigh of relief as I recline against my large chair. From the drawer I reach out for, I pull out a box of cigarettes and a lighter. I normally don't smoke, but this moment deserves a simple let out for finishing this four page essay before three a.m. As of late, I've been dealing with poor grades and shit, but I honestly could careless. I mean, you know, it's just fine for me to balance out school and work like it's a fucking walk to the park. To have a job that is my future, my life, you know, it's completely okay to have it messed up because of school.

Note the sarcasm.

I have nothing against school. I strongly believe education is everything if one wishes to succeed. But come on! Look, I had already finished my twelve years plus four years of Ivy League, so there's no logical reason as to why I should go back to high school. The fucking anarchy system as I like to call it have a problem with me because of that. It's not my fault my parents were smart enough to have me enrolled to two years of school instead of one per year. It's not my fault I excelled in each grade and graduated from a prestigious university at a young age. It's not my fault I'm much smarter than you ever were when you were my age. It's not my fucking fault.

By the way, did I mention that I own a fucking wine company? Try to put yourself in my shoes before you fucking judge me. I'm more capable at going far and beyond even for someone of my age, so don't you fucking underestimate me. I'm not like any other person.

I'm Ciel Phantomhive, an eighteen year old with the largest wine industry in the country and possibly one of the best in the world too. No one has the sufficient authority to hand me a shitty detention for not doing a dumb assignment. Nothing and no one can scratch me.

As I take a puff from my cigarette, I lazily reach out for my phone resting at the edge of the desk and sluggishly swipe my finger across the screen to begin texting to some manager taking care of a piece of my company in a store downtown. Fucker wants money to supposedly remodel the store. As if. If there was anything my father taught me, it was to never trust the managers. They always ended up being backstabbers.

I send off a huge 'No' text before deciding to retire for the night. Using my two lithe fingers, I remove the cigarette from my lips, let out a soft smoke then light out the bud to dispose of it. I steady my desk before heading out, shutting the door behind me slowly.

All my servants had left for the night with the exception of security, so it was eerie quiet. The only person I allow to stay in my manor is Sieglinde. I'm sure she's not awake since she's a weak one and usually falls asleep before I do.

I make my way over to my bedroom down the hall. Being as small as I am, like a fucking girl, I have no trouble making quiet steps to prevent waking Sieglinde. My size can be convenient at times, but honestly, it's just bothersome more than half of the time. Nothing I can do about it, I mean, I've been five foot in height ever since I was thirteen. I doubt I'll grow anymore. But no matter. I still look fucking amazing. That will never change.

Sorry. I digress.

I reach out to wrap my fingers around the cool, silver knob of my bedroom door and was only granted to open it just a crack when a sudden thud came from above.

"The fuck was that?" I whisper as I continue to hear strange noises from outside, almost as if something large has fallen on my manor and was making its way down. I fucking swear. If it's another dead bird…but the thud seemed too heavy for it to be a small animal.

Are people raining from the sky for fuck's sake?

Not knowing why I should even care, I step away from my bedroom and make my way down the hallway and downstairs as quietly as I could through the darkness. Security can take care of whatever fell on my manor, so why the fuck am I walking towards the exit?

My body doesn't give a fuck about what my mind thinks.

I end up standing before the large doors that enclose me away from the outside world. I push them apart and poke my head out. It was dark and completely quiet; I wonder what the fuck security is doing since I don't see nor hear them anywhere. My sapphire hues scan the area before me but no matter how much I look, I see nothing out of the norm. Maybe whatever fell landed in the back. Could be a possibility.

I sigh and step out from my manor to take a breather. I know I should just drag myself to bed and fucking go to sleep but eh. Staying up this late is gonna cost me and is gonna give everyone else a bitch to deal with in the morning.

Eh.

I am getting annoyed due to exhaustion, however, so I decide to head to bed. Just then, something catches my eye. Just as I was about to turn around and head back inside, I saw a man walking right in front of my property. Normally that would piss me off because it's my area, and I don't like some dowdy peasant tainting it. Guess what? It's pissing me off right now.

Because the peasant was walking, I only have a few seconds to capture his image. He wears a long sleeve shirt, sleeves folded up to his elbows with a black vest, black slacks, and black dress shoes. His arms sway side to side in a frantic matter as his legs carry him like a fucking bullet in flight. Even though he seems to be in a hurry, his head still turns my direction, and I can tell he's dazzled in my beauty. Who wouldn't? As he looks at me, I'm able to capture his pale skin, dark hair, and peculiar, bright, crimson eyes before he had his fair share of admiring me and turned his attention away to continue his way.

What a fucking loser.

With a hiss, I turn back around and make my way back to the manor. I reach out for the door knob until, out of nowhere, a hand clings itself tightly around my mouth with a drug covered cloth while another reached down to pull my hands behind my back, slamming my small body against the door. My cheeks presses roughly on the cool wood, and I growl at the pain rushing through my entire body, the strong smell of drug reaching the source of my consciousness.

Fucking shit.

I struggle as much as I can and try to keep myself awake. Whoever this fucker is has an iron steel grip on me and is hurting my frail wrists. I continue to growl and hiss uncontrollably as the stranger's body presses against mine. I keep making a racket, and I'm sure as hell that at least one person could hear my struggle. But not a damn soul comes to my rescue! Where the fuck is everyone?!

- Cough! -

Sudden, violet coughs escape my mouth. I then feel dizzy, my vision growing blurry, and I feel like my fucking brain's gonna burst out from my fucking mouth. Fuck, I'm scared for my life, but I'm much more annoyed that no one is fucking saving me! Then I realize that I am no longer slammed against the door; I'm being dragged away.

Fuck.

I try to use the remaining strength that I have to open my mouth wide and bite the fucker's hand through the cloth. I succeed, and the stranger lets out a disgusting shriek that pierces my poor ears. But even with that, the fucker doesn't let go and instead his grasp grows tighter.

This scene feels all too familiar…

Suddenly, I am released from my imprisonment, causing me to fall hard on the ground. My body's weak to pick itself up, so I lay on the cold concrete and allow myself to grasp reality again. I hear mumbled voices from behind me as well as other strange noises that were too hard for me to identity.

I feel wasted.

My body shivers, and the noises I heard were now magnified. I try to pick myself up, failing three times until I finally get myself in a sitting position. My vision is blurry, and I see only two, pale orange lights moving side to side. My head feels like it was just slammed into tiny pieces, and my stomach fluids are swirling like a fucking hurricane. Perhaps it was better for me to have fainted when I had the chance.

The lights I saw before begin to slow down and come down to a standstill. The voices I keep hearing are becoming clearer as two figures appear before me. I take deep breaths to help myself become sober again, and by the miracle, I did.

Two men.

A hobo looking one with an awful smell emitting from him lies on the ground. His shirt is torn and stained with red liquid along with the rest of his body. I'm sure he has a couple bruises and cuts on that ugly face of his even when the darkness prevented me to see him clearly. He also has that drug smell, so I immediately knew he was that son of a bitch who tried to steal me away or whatever the fuck he was trying to do.

And then there was the other one.

He's a tall man, consisting himself of 80% legs which is fucking ridiculous, and his upper body is thin but built. He wears a long sleeve shirt, sleeves folded up to his elbows with a black vest, black slacks, and black dress shoes. He has pale skin, nearly as flawless as mine. Bright, crimson eyes narrow in anger as his raven bangs stuck themselves to his forehead. His breathing is heavy as if he just ran a marathon, and I can tell his entire body is tense.

He looked like a fucking awkward crow staring down his weak prey.

Suddenly, his gaze falls on me, those red eyes piercing through my fucking soul. He just stands there, the both of us staring at each other as if time suddenly stopped giving a fuck and paused right at this moment. Fuck those eyes. They're literally fucking me, making me feel hot and uncomfortable. Oh god, what the fuck is happening? I'm wasted and feel so fucking gay that it's not even funny. Fuck you, random sexy peasant bastard.

Ah fuck.

A cough escapes my lips and ruins the moment. My gazed removes from him, but I can still feel his presence. He remains for a while before retreating. I look up right at the moment I see that fucker parkouring over my gate like it's an everyday job and just walks away like nothing.

Yes. That was the same dowdy peasant from before. How was he able to make himself so fucking handsome in less than a minute? He was ugly mere seconds ago.

Like magic, I hear noises coming from all different directions. Sirens, raging footsteps, and voices all rush to me at once that it makes my head nearly explode. More coughs burst from my lips and my throat just might break open.

"Sir! Are you okay?" One guard rushes towards me and examined me to make sure I'm fine or something. Geez, violent coughing is not enough to prove a point?

My eyes are losing focus again, and I'm sure this will be the last time I'll have them open before I collapse. And for some reason, before darkness wins me over, my tired mind rewinds the image of that awkward, handsome motherfucker. His red eyes were the ones glues to me as though they were literally piercing through my thoughts right now. I really got mind fucked, didn't I?

Ah…who has time to time to think about that now? Sleep never sounded better…


Lalala~!

So, what do you guys think? Am I doing a good job as I think I am or do I just suck horribly that I should just give up? Hehe. Please be honest, okay?

And yes Sieglinde is the girl from the Kuroshitsuji manga because I love her and since I suck at coming up with any OCs, I just thought I'd use her. Don't kill me.

I hope you all enjoyed it. Please review and tell me if I should continue. Thank you~ ^^