Hello, my dear Kuroshitsuji SebCiel fans. I am finally proud to present a new story, presented to you by moi.

I've been excited about writing this story, since I was inspired by a visual novel game. (I forgot what it was called, sorry.)

It was about bullying, and how if one person stood up for you, the bullying would stop. I was deeply touched and felt like I had to write something similar to that.

So, here is the story, and sorry for rambling on and on.

Ciel Phantomhive, a victim of bullying. And he still is one, ever since that day in elementary school. The day the bullying began. The day he and the girl of his dreams began dating. It all started with a simple, "I'm jealous of you, man." And that statement changed each and every day until it became, "Fuck you! You're an ugly piece of shit, why the hell would she date you?!" It was then the matter got out of hand. It was then he had officially become one of the two people you can be in this world. The person that was to be bullied.

"Ciel! Come sit next to me!" A certain blonde girl waved to the 12-year-old Ciel. She patted the ground next to her as he had walked into the gym. His ocean blue eyes widened slightly, a small pink blush stained both of his cheeks. It was embarrassing to be called over to sit next to the most beautiful and most popular girl in school, especially in front of others.

Elizabeth Midford was his girlfriend for a day now, and Ciel was still trying to get used to thinking the stunningly gorgeous blonde girl was who he was dating. Eyes that were once filled with jealousy from the other boys who were helplessly surrounding the girl soon became angry glares. Liz did not notice the glares, as she was still waving him over. Her emerald green eyes shone with happiness when she laid her eyes on Ciel. As she was waving, her wavy blonde hair bounced up and down on her shoulders.

Yes, she had given up on the pigtails a long time ago. Liz had left her hair down now, her hair as blonde as gold. Ciel gulped at the glares, but he nervously walked over to Liz and sat down on his bottom next to her. Despite the other guys knowing Ciel was Liz's boyfriend, they continued to stare and make googly eyes at her, purposely making him mad. But in all words, Ciel didn't care. As long as he had Lizzy, he would never be mad or angry. She gave him a dazzling smile and placed her hand on his, making him blush furiously.

He was still confused on one thing, though. Why did she pick him to date, out of all of the other better looking guys in school? Heck, Ciel was not even in the top ten of the "Most Popular Guys" list. So he was genuinely surprised when Lizzy had confessed to him the day before. Why me? Ciel thought while staring at their touching hands on the gymnasium floor.

They were at an assembly, something their elementary school did when it was the beginning of a new school year. Yes, they were sixth graders now. A new year with his new girlfriend. As the young couple warmed their hands and listened to their principal talk, a few snickers were heard behind them. Ciel noticed first, and he turned his head around to shush the person making the noise. But as soon as he did, a paper ball was thrown at his face. Ciel jumped in surprise, causing Lizzy to look over at him. She had concern written on her face.

"Ciel?" She whispered, "Are you all right?" Ciel could only nod quietly and hid the ball in his other hand.

"Yes, I'm fine, Liz." He whispered quietly and removed his hand from underneath hers. She frowned slightly from the action, but she dismissed it and looked forward again, continuing to listen.

Ciel turned the other way, his back to Lizzy as he unwrapped the small paper. His eyes scanned over the words, a small fire burning up in his heart and stomach.

In the worst handwriting you can imagine, were the words:

"Die, you bitch."
"Fucking gay ass."
"Bastard, go to hell."
"Stop acting like a shitty little king."
"Break up with Lizzy or we'll beat the shit outta you after school today."
-Your future murderers.

Ciel trembled a bit as he looked up from the paper. He bit his bottom lip lightly as he tried to remember the direction the paper had been thrown from. He looked at the faces of the many boys and girls behind him, scanning each face slowly with a bit of a new fear in his system. Then, he managed to lock eye contact with someone, who stared right back at him with an evil smirk. It was the biggest, baddest bully of the school. Alois Trancy. He may have looked "skinny and puny", or "pure and innocent", but if you ever crossed paths with him, he'd kick your ass right off the curb and wouldn't give a fuck if you were going to get ran over by a car.

Blue eyes locked with blue eyes. One of the two pairs of eyes were staring back with complete fear and pain. The other pair of blues looked back at the other with a winning shine and complete confidence in oneself. Ciel knew right away that the note had come from Alois and his gang of "baddies". He was completely terrified, but he did not want to break up with the only happiness he had in his life right now. He was an orphan; born and raised in an orphanage. His adopter, Rachel, was like his own mother and let him go to a public school. She took care of him and sometimes, she would spoil him silly. She also had a husband, Vincent. He was incredibly rich because he ran the Funtom Toy Company. But even with them, he still felt lonely. He had no idea where his real mother and father were. They were nowhere to be found. The only thing he knew was that on a dark night, the day of the new moon, he was placed in front of the orphanage doorstep when he was a baby. The only thing that was attached to his body was a blue sapphire ring, too big to fit his finger at the time. Attached to the ring was a paper that read, "Ciel Phantomhive". So they had assumed that it was his name, and it had been his name for the last 13 years of his life. He kept the ring safely in a box, inside of his bedroom drawer.

Ciel had decided that even if it would hurt him in any physical or mental way, he would not break up with Elizabeth Midford. He mustered up the little courage he had and gave Alois a "I'm not going to break up with her" smirk. Unfortunately for Ciel, Alois knew exactly what the sudden rebellion against him was, even though Ciel deeply wished Alois wouldn't see the meaning behind the smirk. The blonde haired boy glared at the blue/green haired boy and pointed a finger at Ciel. He then moved his right hand to his neck horizontally and slid his arm to the right, indicating Ciel that "you're dead". Ciel had immediately turned back around, hiding his face when he faced forward again. A cold and empty feeling was in his stomach, and he felt sick. He had always been a good student who got the best grades in the class, he had never once gotten in a fight before. And boy, Ciel was not anticipating the end of school like he usually did. Not even one little bit.

The school day had went by too fast, was what Ciel Phantomhive had thought when the last bell rang, meaning school already was over. Ciel was nervously pacing back and forth in his class, most of his classmates had already gone home. His teacher had went to a teacher's meeting, so he wouldn't be asked to leave, at least.

Are they waiting for me just beyond this door? Ciel mentally asked himself a thousand questions, each question making him more and more uneasy.

He couldn't open the door and leave; he was afraid of what was beyond the door. The scene in the gymnasium kept replaying over and over in his head, it caused his body to tremble. Even so, I have to get out of here and run out of the school. I want to go home. Ciel sighed and stared at the door knob. It's now or never, he thought and reached his hand out. But before he could touch the knob, the door slammed open, and Ciel jumped back, hitting his backpack on a desk behind him.

He stared at the pack of boys standing at the door, a certain blonde was leading the pack. It was Alois Trancy and his baddies. Ciel's eyes went as wide as the ocean as Alois went over to him and grabbed the collar of his shirt with a menacing glare.

"You refuse to break up with Lizzy, eh? Tsk, tsk, tsk. Looks like somebody needs to learn a lesson about disobedience. Right boys?" Alois gave an insane smile and the three boys behind him nodded. "By the time we're done with you, you'll be so ashamed to let her see your face that you WILL break up with her! Hahaha!" He then threw Ciel on the ground with a loud thump, leaving him breathless. The blonde boy took out a beating stick out of his backpack and smirked. "Any last words before you become a dirty, ugly dog?" Ciel stayed silent, offering no emotion whatsoever. It caused Alois to become angrier, so in one swift movement, the blue/green haired boy's cheek was on fire.

The stick smacked his face - hard. And another smack was added, and then another and another. The boys ganged up on Ciel and began to kick, hit, and punch every single body part they came in contact with. Sputtered coughs and blood spilled onto the hard floor quickly, and a few minutes later (which felt like hours to Ciel), it was all over. Alois had put his stick away and left with his gang, leaving Ciel trembling and bleeding on the floor. He was hurting everywhere, especially in his heart. Because Ciel knew that if he didn't break up with Liz, he'd only make her worry about him. And she deserved better than him. He began to stand up weakly, cuts and bruises everywhere on his skin. He looked at the window and saw the reflection of himself.

Cuts. Bruises. Blood. Swelling. Pain.

He looked completely disgusting, red and purple marks were marked every visible place on his body. There was blood coming out from his nose and his left eye was black. That was when his brain broke.

I am dirty. I am disgusting. I am a dog. I am ugly. They are right. I am unclean. I need to clean myself right away!

Ciel took one of the black curtains that was hanging near him. He limped over to the teacher's desk to get scissors, and limped back to the curtain. He measured his size carefully and began cutting the black fabric. When he was finished cutting, he had a black cloak that fit him perfectly. It included a hood that concealed his face well. He had attached a pin, holding the fabric together to make the hood. Ciel Phantomhive was not frightened anymore. He was indeed ashamed of his own appearance and he swore to himself this:

"I will never show anyone my disgusting self ever again." He smiled like a maniac to his reflection - just like Alois. "I am clean with this."

I hope that it is to your liking so far, my fellow yaoi fan. I'd be pleased if you left a review, a short and simple one is also fine. Criticism is invited, but please don't be too harsh. I am a bit fragile. I'm looking forward to getting responses of what you guys think!

~Kawaii Dream