Hi guys Xiaoyu here,

This will be my first fic and im quite nervous so please dont refrain from telling me anything you would like for me to improve. Im here to please you :D also English was my second language so I apologize if there are any spelling mistakes or grammer errors.

First a few things about this story, it will be very dark and sad so if you dont like that you should leave now .

And of course I do not own kuroshitsuji or any of its characters all rights go to Yana Toboso

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My hair is starting to get long" a man with raven black hair and crimson eyes stared into his own refection in his bathroom mirror as he glided his fingers threw his hair, he had long bangs and at the back it was cut short, His name was Sebastian Michaelis. He stood there taking in his image, he was pale and no matter how hard he tried his skin just wouldnt catch the sun. Although he had just turned 27 he still had the glow of a 25 year old and he supposed that was a lucky genetic trait he acquired.

Today was the first day of his new job, he was starting at Tokyo High School as a English teacher, although he was born in japan he studied in london and because of that it was fairly easy for him to land this job. "Teaching english to teens cant be that hard" Sabastian was lost in thought when he heard his alarm yell at him to inform him he needed to head out now or he would be late. Grabbing his keys and bag he left out the front door.

Sabastian stepped out his car and noticed how populated the school was, students in blue school uniforms walked to and from, greeting their friends and teachers. everyone seemed well suited to this place and he suddenly regretted having to start in the middle of the school year.

"you're Sebastian arnt you?" Sebastian turned his gaze to the sound of the voice that said his name and there stood a man about his age who was a few inches taller then him, his hair was charchol black. It almost shocked sabastian at how simular they had looked. Pale skin, crimson eyes, black hair, the only diffrence was this man had a more narrow face, more slanted eyes and glasses. "Yes" he responded.

"I expected someone older, im Claude Faustus. Ill be in the class next to you, we talked on the phone when you got hired" it was true sabastian did remember his name on the phone the night he got the phone call from the school, the principal was out with the flu so the History teacher had given him the good news of his new employment. sabastian also imagined someone older but was actually happy he wasnt going to be the youngest teacher there. "I could say the same, i expected someone older" claude looked at him almost matter of factly "Im 30, Anyways let me show you to your classroom, hope you dont mind stairs because your on the 3rd floor." with that Claude showed him to his classroom, although Sebastian was aware of the style of japanese schools he had never seen one in person. The doors were all sliding doors, windows lined the halls and there were signs over the doors of the classrooms with letters and numbers "1-B" was what was printed on the sign over his door. Sebastian looked at the man who went by the name of Claude and silently nodded before going inside.

The classroom looked like the ones he had seen in japanese movies and shows, windows lining the walls, desks in rows and a chalk board in the front of the class "looks like im in a anime" He chuckled to himself he then noticed one odd detail, one desk had books inside it which was odd because the students usually took their books with them but what was really odd and unnerving about this desk was that it had the word "Cursed" carved into it "A horror anime it would seem". He was about to pull out the books to see who they belonged to when the bell rang he decided to wait to see who sat in it. As he walked to the front of the class and students flooded in and took their seats no one sat in the "Cursed" desk. "Must be some joke" he thought to himself.

Once all his classes had finished and the day was over he went to the desk and pulled the books out "Ciel Phantomhive" was the name neatly printed on the cover of the books. He pondered the name for a moment. It was a french name meaning Sky or Heaven, the student that owned the books parents must of loved them to give them such a meaningful name. Sebastian couldnt remember if the name was masculine or feminine but he thought it was most likely feminine. He had spent a year in france once and knew the language quite well. "Dont waste your brain juice on that desk, it will just be a waste of your time." Sebastian looked at Claude who had somehow snuck up on him, was he really that lost in thought to let Claude come in without him noticing? "Who is Ciel?" he found himself asking, Sebastian never really cared about anyone else but this somehow caught his attention...as if he was missing something important and this kid was the key. "No one important, but the students like to use that desk as some horror joke" Claude seemed bored with the conversation that was unfolding "What do you mean?" the raven haired man asked "They like to spead rumors that if someone sits in that desk he or she will disapear, and that a ghost will drag them into hell. As you can see its just undeveloped brains trying to be creative." Sebastian looked back at the desk. Claude continued "Its common for schools here to have at least one horror story, its japan what do you expect? Bored students make stupid storys, have you heard the one of the girl that died in the school pool yet? every so often kids sneak in at night to get a "glimps" of her. Anyway im heading out. See you tomorow." Claude left the classroom leaving Sebastian alone with his thoughts. Questions swarmed him, was this a fake name that some kid made up for a scary prank that got out of hand? If so, why would they choose Ciel as the ghosts name? Surly using a name meaning Heaven wasnt the best idea for the name of a ghost, he could understand Phantomhive since phantom meant ghost. "What am i doing? why do i care about something so trivial?" he thought. Sebastian decided that was enough and he wouldnt dwel on it anymore. He had more important matters to deal with, like planning his lession for tomorrow.

By the time he got home it was dark outside, Sebastian never really felt like he had a home though. he sighed and put his stuff on the counter. this house was new and foreign to him although hes never had a house that felt comfortable, being the son of a rich buisness man who never payed much mind to him and a mother who was alwasy to busy showing off her jewls to anyone that would pass by, it wouldnt be suprizing if they even remembered they had a son. They only ever called him to complain about his life choices. He was a sucssesful young teacher but that was never enough for them but that was another thing he didnt want to dwel on anymore. He just wanted to sleep.

Sebastian found himself in his classroom with his lession book in his hand, the class was a little brighter then usual but all he had planned for the lession was on the bored..."how did i get here?" he thought to himself, he couldnt remember waking up and driving to the school or even walking up the steps to his classroom. It was like he was waking up after being black out drunk with no memory of the night before except this was loss of memory with no drugs or alcohol..."Am i sick?" was the first thought in his mind...but then he realized that he is in class and he cant be confused and acting like something was wrong on his second day in front of all his students, whatever was happening he would figure it out after class. Sebastian turned to the class but noticed no one was paying attention to him...In fact they were all frozen in their seats, looking at their books. Confused and a little frightened he walked up to the teen girl in the desk closest to him and slowly waved his hand in front of her face but she didnt respond. "Am i dreaming?" he finally made the presumption."Yes, you're dreaming." Sebastian quickly turned his head to the sound of the boys voice that just answered him, he stiffened when he saw a boy sitting in the "cursed" desk looking right at him.

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Well that was chapter one, I hope you guys liked it.

Please dont forget to review, every bit helps. Ive been thinking of this story for a whole year now so im happy to finally be getting it out there.

-Xiaoyu