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Hands reached out to grab him. "Let go!" Ciel yelled.
"He's a feisty one!"
The blurry faces of men smirked and didn't let go. A shadow clouded over the men, but the hands kept reaching out for Ciel. They grabbed at him and wouldn't release him.
No
"Stop! Please!" Ciel begged, hands tore off his shirt.
No
"Someone! Help!" No one arrived. Why did this happen? Why did they do this to him?
"NO!"
Ciel woke up panting and drenched in sweat, he grasped onto the bed sheets tightly, dazed from the nightmare. Wait, the bed sheets? He looked down and noticed that he was on a bed big enough to fit ten people! What happened? The last thing I remember is walking behind the man and collapsing... Ciel frowned and looked around the room with his left eye. His right eye still had the patch over it.
The bed he was on was white and it was on top of a large red rug with elaborate yellow designs on it. Next to the bed was a wooden drawer with a small lamp on it. On the wall closest to the bed were two windows with red drapes that hung over them, leaving the room dark. The corner of the room had a bathroom, and a clothing drawer was placed next to it.
Ciel was so distracted by how fancy the room looked that he never noticed that a figure had walked into the room.
"I see you're awake," a voice said.
Ciel turned towards the doorway and saw the man from yesterday. "Where am I?" he asked immediately.
The man smiled, "You're in my bedroom. This is my mansion."
"And who are you?" Ciel retorted.
"Sebastian Michaelis, owner of the MakeAWish toy company, and may I have the pleasure of knowing your name?" Sebastian looked at the child who frowned lightly while fidgeting on the end of his nightshirt, obviously not liking that the attention had turned on him. However, his voice didn't waver when he announced "Ciel Phantomhive."
"Ciel," the name rolled over Sebastian's tongue easily. "That name means the sky right?"
Ciel nodded. "What happened last night?" he asked.
Sebastian smiled. This boy was bold and straight to the point. "Last night you collapsed due to a fever that was caused due to infected wounds, so I cleaned it up and changed you into one of my nightshirts because your clothes had blood on it."
The boy blushed, finally noticing that he was wearing only a nightshirt and his underwear that was covered.
Sebastian looked over the boy and saw that the said nightshirt was now hanging down on one of Ciel's shoulders exposing his snow white skin.
Ciel also seemed to notice this also, and that Sebastian was staring at him, so he quickly pulled the large shirt up.
"Stop staring." he ordered glaring at Sebastian.
How cute. Sebastian smirked, "Oh? In case you forgot, I bought you. I'm the only one who makes the orders here," he said, stepping towards Ciel.
Ciel backed up on the bed as Sebastian advanced closer until he was backed up on the bedpost, and Sebastian was hovering right over him.
Sebastian grasped Ciel's hands and forced it over Ciel.
"Don't touch me you bastard!" Ciel yelled at him, trying to kick him off, but the older man wouldn't budge.
"My, my. It seems that you have a knack for giving orders. It seems I'll have to train you until fully understand the concept of master and slave." Sebastian whispered into his ear.
Ciel shuddered, his heart pounding as the man grew closer until the distance between them was closed.
Sebastian licked Ciel's lips trying to open them but the boy was stubborn, refusing to. Sebastian then nibbled on the Ciel's lips causing him to gasp. Sebastian took this opportunity to snake his tongue into his mouth, tasting every part of the hot cavern. He tastes better than I thought, Sebastian mused. Ciel soon started moaning against Sebastian's lips. One of Sebastian's hands trailed down Ciel's body towards his thighs causing Ciel to gasp in shock.
Hands grabbed at him reaching down…
Ciel bit down hard on Sebastian's tongue causing the older man to pull back. Ciel gasped for air, his body shaking as tears trailed down his face.
Sebastian looked at Ciel noticing that his eye had glazed over look, "S-stop!" Ciel shrieked.
Sebastian frowned, he had stopped already, "Are you ok?"
Ciel ignored his question and panted slowly, calming down. After a few minutes Ciel's eyes had its stubborn look back and he pushed at Sebastian. "I'm ok, you stupid pedophile! Let go!" Sebastian let go, wondering what Ciel was thinking about, probably the brothel.
"You should get dressed. One of my servants had already gotten your clothes this morning. You can go brush your teeth in the bathroom. The blue toothbrush is yours." Sebastian gestured towards the clothing drawer, "Your clothes are in the second drawer. Come down for lunch when you're done."
After Sebastian left, Ciel sighed. What just happened? He just got kissed by his "master", and had flipped off on his "master."
I'm an idiot. He's allowed to touch me….he owns me, Ciel thought dejectedly. Might as well get some breakfast and start this new life.
Ciel went over the clothing drawer across the room, and dressed himself in a green outfit. He then went to the bathroom to clean himself off. He brushed his teeth with his new toothbrush, washed his face, and brushed his hair. He adjusted his eye patch so that his entire eye was covered and rushed out of the room.
Ciel cursed at himself silently. Why didn't I ask that damn bastard where the dining room was? I've been wandering for probably half an hour now! Ciel sighed. All the hallways looked the same! It was like he's been walking in a circle!
BOOM!
A loud explosion sounded out of a room in the hallway left of Ciel. What was that? He got up and walked towards the room and stuck his head through the door. Smoke clouded the room and coughing could be heard.
"Ack! Bard! Master Sebastian said that we can't use flame throwers to cook the food!" a female voice shrieked. Ciel looked towards the direction and saw a woman, probably in her 20's dressed in a maid outfit, covered with ashes, but he could make out red hair and glasses on her face.
A tall blond man, probably in his late 20's responded gruffly, "I was only trying to speed it up!"
Ciel raised an eyebrow. What idiots use flamethrowers to speed up cooking?
"So much for trying out a new recipe.." a third voice joined in. The voice belonged to a male younger than both the maid and the blonde man. He was probably around 18 years old and he had blonde hair like the other male.
Ciel decided that this was probably the best moment to interrupt. "Excuse me?"
All three servants turned around.
"I was wondering if you three can show me the way to the dining room." He continued as the three servants stared at him like he was black sheep in a group of white sheep…completely out of place.
The maid chose to speak first, "Y-you're the child Master Sebastian brought home yesterday! My name is Maylene, what's yours?"
Ciel's eye twitched and he responded coldly, "My name is Ciel Phantomhive and for your information, I am NOT a child, I'm 13, almost 14, technically a young adult!" Maylene said nothing, surprised at how harsh the boy could be.
"Really? Could've fooled me." the older blonde man said.
Ciel felt his patience thinning, "Can someone just show me where the room is!" The last servant noticed that Ciel was getting angry so he quickly responded, "Sure! And don't mind Bard, he didn't mean it as an insult. My name's Finny by the way!"
Finny smiled cheerfully as he led the steaming boy towards the dining room. When Ciel arrived at the dining room, he opened his eyes in surprise. It was huge! This is about the size of the Cloud 9's lobby, maybe bigger! He thought in awe. A chandelier hung above the dining table that was covered with a red table cloth. On the table itself, was dozens of cakes and pies.
"Well aren't you going to sit?"
Ciel looked at the end of the table and saw Sebastian who he hadn't noticed at all. "Of course I was!" Ciel huffed, and grabbed the closest chair to him and sat down as Finny left skipping away.
Sebastian laughed. This boy was entertaining for a human. He watched Ciel as he scanned his eyes over all the desserts trying to figure out which one to eat. This time, Ciel was wearing green shorts with a green button up jacket. After a few moments, Ciel finally decided to choose a chocolate piece of cake with hard dark chocolate melted over the top that had strawberries decorating it, and brown sugar sprinkled on the top.
Ciel stabbed a bit of the cake and slid it into his mouth. Sebastian smiled as Ciel's eye lit up once the cake reached his mouth. Ciel happily munched on his cake until he noticed that Sebastian wasn't eating anything.
"Aren't you going to eat?" Ciel asked.
Sebastian shook his head, "No. I'm not hungry, I don't like sweets anyway." Ciel nodded understanding.
When Ciel finished eating he muttered a quiet, "Thanks."
He's sure well mannered for a prostitute. Excluding his short temper though,Sebastian thought.
"So why did you buy me?"
Sebastian looked at Ciel who had asked the sudden question.
He chuckled and said, "My, you're so direct."
Ciel growled, "Just answer the question dammit!"
"Ok, ok." Sebastian responded. "To tell you the truth, I been looking for someone."
"What does that have to do with me?" Ciel asked confused. Why would an Earl go to a prostitute house to look for a missing person?
"The person I'm looking for was promised to me before he was born. However, I had marked him as mine, but when I was going to claim him, I found out he was sold off. And I think that boy is you."
Ciel gaped at the information and frowned afterwards, "You have no proof."
"Oh, but I do. Remove your eye patch Ciel." Sebastian commanded calmly.
Ciel clutched the eye patch, "No." He whispered. This man is the reason why he was abandoned by them. The reason why he suffered.
"Ciel. Remove the eye patch."
Ciel kept clutching the eye patch, This can't be happening!
Sebastian sighed and got up from his seat and walked over to Ciel and pulled his arms off the eye patch with one hand, using the other hand to rip off the eye patch, revealing an amethyst eye with a pentacle in the middle of the eye. Sebastian lightly touched the area around Ciel's eye as Ciel tried to break away from him.
"Mine," Sebastian breathed out.
Sebastian uttered a quick spell when he saw Ciel backing away and smiled, satisfied when he saw the pentacle in the amethyst eye glow brightly. It dimmed quickly and Ciel's eye felt a sharp jolt in his eye. He bit his lip to keep himself from screaming in pain.
He shoved Sebastian away, getting up from the chair he was sitting on. Ciel's face was red and his mouth was pulled into a furious scowl. "You said that you marked the unborn child. So you who gave me this mark?" he asked whilst shaking, gesturing towards his eye.
"Yes," Sebastian stated plainly.
"..Did you know how much pain I went through because of it?" Ciel asked quietly, looking Sebastian in the eye.
"No." Sebastian returned the stare, not looking guilty at all. Ciel said nothing and turned away from Sebastian. He grabbed his eye patch and walked out of the room, leaving the man behind.
I hate him. No, I hate everyone.
Ciel growled as he tried to find the way back to the bedroom. Did Sebastian even have a conscience? The emotionless face he gave Ciel didn't show any. Ciel laughed dryly. There really was no one he could trust, especially after whattheydid.
****Flashback****
The day started out like most others. I went to school ignoring all the mockery directed towards me from my peers. I knew I was different from other children. I was born with a pentacle in my right eye, so my parents covered it with a black eye patch. This however, led to many rumors.
"I heard that Ciel Phantomhive's parents stabbed out his eye!" "Nooooo! I heard that he has the devil's eye!" Oddly, the comments about the devil didn't seem that far off.
After school, I walked home by myself, unlike the other children. They usually had a friend to leave with, or a caring parent. Not that I minded though, I liked being alone. When I got home, I always met the vacant stares of my parents. No "Welcome home!" or anything like that. In fact, my parents barely spoke with me. Although I was only ten, I already knew that my parents regretted having me.
If the disgusted glares and beatings that seemed to occur for no reason weren't an indication, then the fights they had were. When I was younger, I couldn't understand the glares or the fights my parents had. Ignorance really was bliss.
As I grew older I understood that the fights were about me, but I still couldn't understand the conversations. Lately I'd been hearing bits of the conversations at night when my parents thought I was in bed sleeping. The latest one I heard occurred the previous night. It started with my mother saying something like, "If only you never made that deal!"
Father said something I couldn't catch, but mother responded by yelling, "We're the talk of the town thanks to thatthing!" Instantly, I knew the talk was about me and my cursed eye. However, I had no idea what the deal mother was speaking of was about, and it escaped my ten year old mind.
Anyway, that day, I went directly to my room after passing by my parents as usual. That night, right before dinner, loud knocking came from the front door. I heard my dad answer the door. A few minutes later, footsteps were stomping up the stairs to my room. My door was flung open, and people dressed in red cloaks with masks that concealed their faces barged in. They grabbed my arms and lifted me off the ground.
"Let go!" I yelled flailing my legs, trying to kick the hooded figures. My attempts were futile. I mean, how could a small 10 year old beat a group of large adults?
When the figures brought me down the stairs, I could see my parents, smiling. They'd probably had this planned. As the people dragged me out the door, I saw money being handed to my pleased mother, and that was the last I saw of my "beloved" parents.
***End of flashback***
Ciel sighed as he plopped onto the bed in Sebastian's room. Lurking in his memories was never a good thing. Usually only unpleasant memories appeared. Ciel snuggled against the silky blanket and inhaled. It smelled musky, sweet, and had a hint of spice.
Sebastian sighed as the furious child left the room. Humans really were hard to understand. Why did they try so hard to cling to the past? It was foolish. If something hurt, why didn't they just let go? He got up from the chair he was sitting on and started to exit the room when a headache rushed into his head. A mass of emotions and memories swarmed into Sebastian's mind. He held his head, but quickly regained his composure.
I shouldn't have told him about the mark so early. At least the connection provided itself useful, Sebastian thought, thinking back to when he fully connected Ciel's contracted eye to him, before Ciel pushed him away. Sebastian got up from his seat and started to walk out the door. Ciel was probably in his room.
Sebastian walked to his room, noting the different emotions that were going through Ciel's head at the moment. He pushed open the door quietly and saw Ciel lying in the bed looking upset. "Feeling bad about how you treated me?" Sebastian asked teasingly. Ciel heard Sebastian's voice and looked up at Sebastian with a scowl. "Why would I feel bad for a demon that made me go through Hell?" he hissed. Oops, he probably didn't like being teased.
Sebastian faked a looked of regret. "You're right. I'm sorry for giving you that mark. However, it wasn't my fault that your parents couldn't treasure their child like most would, even with a corrupted eye. In fact, it didn't do me any good when they sold you off anyway." Sebastian watched as Ciel's eyes widened.
"How did you know what happened?" he yelled, jumping up from the bed, glowering at the older man in front of him. Sebastian smirked at Ciel, enjoying how fun it was to torture the boy.
Although Sebastian had been worried about the child earlier, he was enjoying Ciel's different reactions.
"When I held your face earlier, I established a complete connection between us. Therefore I can feel your emotions if they are especially strong, and in rare moments, memories." Ciel gaped at Sebastian, not wanting to believe him.
"How is that possible?" Ciel asked, grabbing Sebastian's shirt, "How can you do all this? The mark, 'establish a connection', and know my parents?" Sebastian chuckled as Ciel shook his shirt.
He bent down and whispered softly in Ciel's ear, "Because I am a demon."
Ciel gaped at the older man that stood in front of him. Did he just say a demon? As in the soul eating, human killing, monsters? Letting go of Sebastian's shirt, Ciel asked stubbornly, "Do you have any proof of what you're saying?" Ciel's arm trembled slightly as he waited for a response, but Sebastian couldn't tell whether it was out of fear or anger.
Sebastian smirked and replied smoothly, "If everything you said before wasn't enough proof, then I can show you." Ciel stared at Sebastian, wondering what he was going to do, when suddenly he found himself on the bed flat on his back with Sebastian towering over him.
"Can a human move that fast?" Sebastian asked, inching his face closer to Ciel's.
"That doesn't prove anything!" Ciel exclaimed, pushing Sebastian back a little. He propped himself up on an elbow and glared at Sebastian, who just smiled at Ciel, still leaning over him on the bed. "Then perhaps this will."
Ciel stared at Sebastian as the older man's hair grew a few inches longer as well as his height. Long, black, feathery, wings that were at least 5 feet long apiece sprouted out of Sebastian's back, and a black tail with a pointed end grew out behind him. The wings curved so that either side of Ciel was blocked.
Sebastian's outfit changed from black pants to leather ones, that seemed a bit tight but oddly appealing on the tall demon. His silk jacket disappeared and was replaced with a tight, black shirt with silver cuffs on the sleeve. His neck had a black choker ribbon, and his polished shoes turned into black boots.
"This is only part of what I really look like. Do you believe me now?" Sebastian asked with a grin, knowing Ciel's answer already. He leaned over the small boy who gave him a stubborn glare, trying not to show any fear to the demon.
Cobalt eyes locked onto glowing blood red ones. "I- believe you." A small smirk graced onto Sebastian's lips. "Then," Sebastian bent down closer to Ciel, who blushed a light pink, "Let's get down to business."
Sebastian got up off the bed and turned towards Ciel, his clothing changing back to normal, and his appearance turning back to that of a human's. "Your father made a contract with me when you were born. I completed my part of the deal. However he sold you off before I could claim you." Ciel stared at Sebastian, who had a blank expression on his face.
"So what do you want with me?" Ciel questioned slowly, looking at Sebastian.
Sebastian smirked, "Be my butler," he said.
"What?" Ciel questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"You heard me. I want you to be my butler. You will have serve me, your master, and help out around the house, wherever it may be needed. You will also have to follow every order I issue. However, your soul is mine as well, so when you die, I will devour it," Sebastian explained.
"That's ridiculous!" Ciel yelled. He pushed himself off the bed and walked over to where Sebastian was standing. He stood in front of Sebastian. "I wasn't the one that made a deal with you! It was my father! I refuse to work for a demon, who I barely know, who tried forcing himself on me the first day we met! Why in the world did you want a child anyway?" He shouted at Sebastian. He felt his face getting red out of anger. In what world do a child's parents give him away in a deal that the child wasn't even part of, and force him into eternal labor?
"Yours," Sebastian stated, grinning slightly.
Dammit! He can read my mind when I'm angry! Ciel cursed to himself. Sebastian suddenly grabbed Ciel and lifted him up into his arms. "W-what are you doing?" Ciel yelled, struggling to get out of Sebastian's arms.
"It's time for dinner, and that is no way to talk to your master. Work starts for you tomorrow, so relax," Sebastian responded.
"I don't want work!" Ciel snapped back to Sebastian, ignoring how childish he sounded. Sebastian chuckled, looking down at Ciel as he walked out of the room to the dining room, "It's ok. I'll make sure it isn't too hard."
"That wasn't what I meant!" Ciel grumbled. Sebastian watched as Ciel frowned, folded his arms, and glared at Sebastian. I haven't had a pet this cute in a while, he mused. "Here we are." Sebastian walked into the dining room and plopped Ciel back in the chair that he had sat in earlier today, and then moved to sit in his own seat.
Ciel looked down at the dining table and saw a plate in front of him. It had roast pork with specialty potatoes on the side. He looked over at the older man to see, once again, nothing. "Aren't you hungry?" Ciel questioned. Sebastian did skip lunch after all.
"No, demons don't need food. We eat souls," Sebastian responded nonchalantly, watching Ciel. Ciel shuddered inwardly, ignoring Sebastian's stares. He grabbed the fork off the table, stabbed the meat, and started eating his meal.
After Ciel finished dinner, Sebastian led Ciel back to the room and tossed him a nightshirt. "Since you're still a child, you should go to bed early. Tomorrow you'll have to wake up around eight to learn how to help around the manor and how to serve me," Sebastian said, sitting down on his bed.
Ciel almost groaned at the mention of serving Sebastian, and then he remembered something. "Isn't this your room?" Ciel asked. Sebastian can't possibly ask him to share a room with him, can he?
"I know that. And?" Sebastian responded with a small smirk, knowing what Ciel meant.
"Where would I be sleeping?" Ciel asked hesitantly.
"With me," Sebastian replied.
Ciel's jaw dropped. He did expect Ciel to sleep in the same room! "But that's not proper!" Ciel exclaimed.
"If your master says it's okay. Then it's okay," Sebastian responded. Before Ciel could reply, he added, "But before you go to bed, you need to take a bath, and address me as master when you talk to me." Ciel glared at Sebastian, but went into the bathroom anyway.
When Ciel went into the bathroom, he started filling the large white tub in the center of the bathroom with hot water. He shut off the water when he felt that the tub was full enough and peeled off his clothes. Ciel hesitantly stepped one foot into the tub, and relaxed when he felt that the water wasn't hot enough to burn him. He stepped the rest of his body into the tub and relaxed as steam rose up from the water around him. When was the last time he had relaxed like this? Even though he had to serve a demon and have his soul eaten, it was a lot more relaxing than the prostitution house.
Ciel remembered how back at Cloud 9, all the male prostitutes had to share a bathroom. It was depressing to see all the marks left on other boys Ciel's age, by the strangers that used them. Pushing back the memory, Ciel poured the bathwater gently over his pale skin. He noted that some of the bruises and cuts left behind by Madam Red were healing already. As Ciel washed himself, a knocking came from the white bathroom door.
"Ciel, do you need help in there?" Sebastian's voice asked.
"NO!" Ciel yelled back. A silence greeted him, and Ciel relaxed, and slid down into the soothing water.
Suddenly the door burst open and Sebastian walked in. Ciel squeaked as Sebastian closed the door and walked towards him. Ciel tried to cover himself with his hands and screamed "GET OUT!" He threw a bar of soap at Sebastian's head, and his aim was perfect. However, Sebastian caught the soap bar and continued walking towards Ciel.
Sebastian exaggerated a sigh. "You didn't even attempt to wash yourself yet." Ciel blushed and tried to get out of the tub, but Sebastian pushed him back down.
Sebastian grabbed the washcloth from the side of the tub and dipped it in the warm water, proceeding to wash Ciel's body.
"S-stop! I can wash myself!" Ciel stuttered, backing away.
Sebastian smirked, "Then why didn't you? Besides, I've seen you naked already, last night I cleaned your cuts."
Ciel opened his mouth to respond, but couldn't think of anything and closed it.
That's better, Sebastian thought. Sebastian lathered most of Ciel's body with soap as Ciel blushed a deep red. This is so embarrassing, Ciel thought to himself. He squeezed his eyes shut, hoping that not seeing what Sebastian was doing might lighten his blush. Suddenly he felt a finger rubbing over his left nipple. A shiver went up Ciel's spine and he opened his eyes. "W-what are you doing?" he asked, biting back a moan, as the dark haired man continued his ministrations.
"Washing you, of course," was Sebastian's reply. A smirk decorated his face and Ciel would've yelled at him to wipe it off if he wasn't so confused about this feeling. The hand holding the washcloth trailed down Ciel's leg and brushed over his erection, causing Ciel to moan out loud.
Sebastian's smirk grew wider when he heard Ciel moan. He moved the washcloth over to Ciel's arousal gently and started rubbing it.
"Ngh-ah! S-stop! This isn't washing me!" Ciel moaned out. He weakly tried pushing Sebastian away, but the older man didn't budge and just continued. "This is considered washing, Ciel. I need to make sure every single part of you is washed clean, and I can't stress it enough. Call me master, slaves don't call their owners by their names," Sebastian said with amusement.
Ciel groaned and shut his eyes as Sebastian rubbed harder. He bucked into Sebastian's hand as he came closer to climax and moaned loudly.
Suddenly Sebastian removed his hands, and removed them from the tub.
"Wait," Ciel whispered feeling the loss of contact.
"What was that?" Sebastian asked teasingly.
"Please," Ciel murmured, feeling his face getting hot.
"Please what?" Sebastian continued, still not touching Ciel.
"Please Sebastian..." Ciel said.
"No, not Sebastian," Sebastian said teasingly, as he slowly walked towards the door.
"Please master!" Those words got what Ciel wanted. Sebastian's hands were back on his erection. Ciel felt himself melt as Sebastian's skilled hands played with his tip, caressing it gently. He grasped the sides of the tub as Sebastian started rubbing faster to keep himself from falling into the water. Ciel felt himself growing tighter. There was a hard squeeze around his erection and he climaxed.
Cum leaked into the bath water and Sebastian drained it out. Exhausted, Ciel slid down into thetub, panting slightly. Sebastian chuckled and lifted Ciel out, wrapping him up in a fluffy towel. Ciel growled at Sebastian as the raven pulled his nightshirt over him and dressed him for bed.
"Child molester!" He accused weakly as the aftermath of the orgasm wore off. Sebastian chuckled as he easily lifted Ciel up into his arms. He walked over to the large bed and laid Ciel down.
"But you liked it," Sebastian said smugly, looking down at Ciel. Ciel blushed and turned away.
"Did not," he argued sleepily. Sebastian changed into his own pajamas and slid in the blankets next to Ciel without arguing back.
Sebastian pulled the blankets up over Ciel's body. He slid his arms around Ciel's waist and pulled him closer. Too tired to scold the demon, Ciel tucked his head into Sebastian's chest. It was...comforting. He hadn't felt comfort in such a long time and enjoyed it, even if it was coming from a stranger he just met. Ciel let the feeling embrace him as everything grew darker. Just as he fell asleep, he heard a faint whisper.
"Sweet dreams."
TotalAmuto: Well anyway, this story's beta reader is now Shadow's Obsession!
Sebastian: *Nods* Now TotalAmuto's work will finally be better
TotalAmuto: Umm….yeah...you're right T.T
Ciel: Please review this fail.
TotalAmuto: That's so contradicting…