This is a Black Butler Fan-fiction. For the sake of things, I do not own Black Butler, just this weird, sex-riddled plot.
In this case, Ciel is sixteen, and there have been some changes to the Phantomhive Family. You'll find out in the story.
This is a YAOI, meaning gay sex. You have been warned. And a lot of smexy smut of the naughty and perverted type. :P
Devil in Human Attire
Chapter 1 - Meeting
The party was rather fancy. Ciel hated fancy gatherings, but tolerated them for the sake of his father. These were business connections, after all. And as the eldest son, Ciel had to attend and leave a good impression.
There was a giddy giggle from somewhere in the room, and Ciel made his way back to his father before his flighty cousin could find him and embarrass him. As he walked over, his eye caught a tall, dark-clad figure standing solemnly off to one side.
"Father." said Ciel.
"Ah, Ciel. This is Grell Sutcliff. Grell, this is my eldest son, Ciel."
"A pleasure." said the red-haired man, making a polite bow.
Ciel did likewise. "Likewise." he said, trying to be pleasant. He noticed Grell was wearing women's boots.
Grell grinned. "Would you believe me if I said my feet were to small for men's shoes?" he asked, noticing Ciel's surprise.
"You wouldn't be the first." Ciel admitted.
"Oh?" Vincent Phantomhive asked. "Who else do you know is not only petit like Grell, but wears women's shoes?"
Ciel looked at him. "Undertaker." he replied. "Though his coat usually covers them."
"He's observant." Grell smiled. "I'm Undertaker's apprentice."
"Best of luck with that." Ciel returned. He spotted the dark-clad man as he walked past. The man's hair was dark as night, and his skin as pale as the moon. His clothes, from the tailcoat down to his footwear, were as dark as his hair; even the gloves he wore were black. There was a strange aura about him that made him seem to stand out, despite the modest attire.
"Ciel?" asked Vincent.
"Father, who's the gentleman dressed in black?"
Vincent looked over where Ciel was looking. "I don't know." he said. "I don't recall seeing him before."
The pair walked over towards the man, who was wearing a visor over his eyes.
"Excuse me, but who are you?" Vincent asked.
"Ah, forgive me. I am Sebastian Michaelis." He made a polite bow.
"Whom are you with?" Ciel asked. He felt as though Sebastian were eye him like a tiger eyes it's prey.
"I am here on my own." Sebastian replied. "On behalf of my Master."
"A butler?" Vincent asked. "Who might your master be?"
Sebastian smirked. "Mr. Morningstar. He owns a club that just opened."
"A club?" Ciel asked.
"A Gentleman's Club, of sorts." Sebastian replied. He handed Vincent a red envelope. "We'd be honored if you and your son could attend some time in the very near future."
Vincent looked at the red envelope. "Where is this Club?"
Sebastian nodded to the envelope. "The directions are in there." he said. "We look forward to seeing you in Hell."
"What?" Vincent asked.
"The name of the club. It's Hell." Sebastian replied before turning and walking away.
"I do not like this." said Vincent. He turned the envelope over, startled when a peculiar symbol faced him. It was a halo and a pair of bat-like wings.
"Will we be going?" Ciel asked.
"Later, Ciel." said Vincent. He handed the envelope to Tanaka, the head butler of the household. "For now, we have guests to attend to."
"CIEL!"
"And a cousin to lose." Ciel added. He took a quick step forward, and Elizabeth Midford missed her target, instead grabbing her uncle.
"Elizabeth." Vincent said sternly. "Behave, or I'll have no choice but to send you home."
Elizabeth pouted. "He owes me a dance." she said.
"I owe you nothing." said Ciel coldly. He looked out over the group. The man in black, Sebastian, had vanished. And with him that strange aura that had seemingly filled the room.
"Looking for someone?" Elizabeth asked.
"Not in particular." Ciel replied. He glanced outside, certain he saw a pair of red eyes looking at him a moment before vanishing into the night.