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Warnings: Angst, confusion.
Disclaimer: I own nothing…. Which sucks!
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Ciel was frozen in place, his blood running cold. There was no way… Tch who was he kidding, he'd recognize that voice anywhere. Narrowing his eye, he remained facing the opposite way of the new teacher. It felt as though someone had just sentenced him to death when he was innocent. Life just loved to mess with the boy.
"Ciel, the teacher is waiting for you to turn around!" A hushed whisper shot out from behind him.
He didn't bother facing the person who spoke; he was too busy trying to swallow his jumbled emotions. Unfortunately, the bite was bit too big to swallow and he was choking on it. How pathetic.
A clearing of a throat is what made is his pride come forth. No, He refused to sit there and let himself act like a paralyzed dolt! So with a heart of steel and an eye of the night, he pivoted.
A sharp intake of breath accompanied the movement.
Two merlot orbs locked with his own, and to his inner pleasure, they widened. Sebastian stared at him in apparent shock, the raven hair falling around his face perfectly. The slender male was exactly how he remembered, perfect. Those stunned eyes were the color of freshly spilled blood and his skin was pale, untouchable. The only difference that seemed to pop out to the young earl was his attire. No longer did he adorn his butler uniform, instead he wore a pair of charcoal slacks and a fancy white vest. Heh, oh wait, he still kept the trusty pocket watch.
Tick. Tock.
Tick. Tock.
It seemed like an eternity had passed before the elder reacted and when he did, Ciel was only filled with confusion.
A crooked smile lifted on to those demonic lips, those ruby eyes swirling with a strange emotion. The pale lips moved silently, forming a sentence, yet before he had a chance to make it out, the demon was facing the class.
"As I said, I'm professor Michaelis. I expect everyone to work to the best of their capabilities; I only like the best, after all." He glanced at Ciel as he said this. A chorus of obedient yes's filled the room, the other students oblivious to the tension. The teen however caught the fleeting stare and he glowered. What is Sebastian playing at and what the bloody hell did he say?
A nudge to his side caught the boy off guard. Turning to face Alois, he raised an eyebrow. "What?"
A pair of icy blue eyes stared straight through him. Ciel's mouth opened slightly at the intensity of the stare, his eyes growing in size. Alois just continued to focus on him, the boy's eyes flashing like lightening in a storm. Then suddenly, the taller boy averted his gaze away, kicking his feet childishly. "Nothing~"
"Then why did you elbow me?" Ciel stated blandly, his eye twitching.
"No reason." The blonde smirked as he said this, facing the other way completely now.
Ciel continued to stare at him incredulously even after the boy looked away. Alois had always been strange, but that look on his face… He sighed. He didn't have time to worry about such trivial matters. Not when he was confused himself.
Speak of the devil; the source of his confusion was eyeballing him once more. "Alright, since I'm new here~ How about we all play a game?"
Without really thinking, he found himself replying. "Tch, what kind of game?" The minute the words fled his mouth, he regretted it. A triumphant smile was on Sebastian's face.
Footsteps echoed as Sebastian crossed the room, a trademark smug look about him. He placed one hand on the desk as he leaned onto Ciel's desk subtly. His attention was entirely on Ciel as he stated aloud. "A simple game, the whole class will state three things about themselves, the first two facts will be in English. The third one will be spoken in French, seeing as how this is French class, after all."
A few groans filled the room at the instructions but Ciel stayed firm. Resting his chin on his hand, he grasped the challenge in both hands, accepting it. "I see, then shall I go first…Professor Michaelis." The normally void feeling inside sparked with something. Something he didn't make sense of.
"If that's what you want, then by all means, start."
Smirking, Ciel rose to his feet. The entire class stared at him as he closed his eye, speaking with confidence. "My name is Ciel Phantomhive, I like sweets and…J'aime jouer au games avec Sebastian." He reopened his eye just in time to see Sebastian's face fill with amusement.
Sitting back down, he picked up his isolated pen, twirling it in between his fingers. He didn't notice the darkening look in a certain blonde's eyes.
"Very good, Ciel. Who's next~"
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The rest of the class period carried on without fault. It was almost hard to believe that this was the same emotionless man he had allowed to walk out of his life… What happened to all the hate? The rage once pointed at him.
Thoughts shot through his head like bullets and sadly, they were just as painful.
Before he knew it, he was within the dangers of his own mind..
The unreachable ledge was right there, beckoning him. His legs soon ripped him forward, dragging him toward the ledge. The closer he got, the farther it became. His eyes furrowed as he pulled his eye patch up, the pentagram glowing. "Wait!"
The man didn't listen; he darted in and out of shadows, receding out of sight. Ciel's eyes grew to the size of saucers, panic punching his core. He sprinted faster, his asthma kicking in.
It didn't stop him though, breathless and cold, he followed. "S-Sebastian!"
Shattering glass filled his vision and he was falling. "Ahh!" His hand reached out, the earth beneath his feet was vanishing leaving nothing but the dark. Falling down a spiraling labyrinth, his body began to tremble. A gloved hand reached out, grasping his.
He opened his eyes slowly, meeting the serene face of his savior. His butler was standing in the middle of a classroom, grasping his hand. "Sebastian…"
A cold smirk slipped onto that angelic, yet devilish face. "My young lord.."
Ding-Ding-Ding.
Jolting upright, Ciel looked around. Students were filing out the room hurriedly as Sebastian waved them off. He ran a hand down his face, realizing he fell asleep.
With a long drawn out sigh, he stood. The distance from his desk to the door was much longer than it should have been, but he brushed it off. He swiftly moved to cross the room only to be stopped. "My young lord, you're going to leave without giving me a proper greeting? How unlike you."
He paused mid-step, shooting the crow a fierce glare. The anger he had momentarily forgotten reappeared at once. "I don't feel the need to say anything at all, Sebastian."
"Has my absence affected you, bocca-chan?" The tall man inquired as he stepped closer, raising his eyebrows in question.
A flinch was inevitable as the familiar nickname hit his ears. What was wrong with this picture?! Glaring harder, he crossed his arms tightly; almost as if he was trying to close himself off. "What are you doing here and as my teacher at that?"
Sebastian smiled secretly, putting a finger to his own lips. "I am simply, one hell of a professor."
Er. Agitation ran over any civil standards he had as he shoved past the soon to be flightless bird. "You're simply one hell of a pain in the ass!" He exclaimed as he strides out the door, heading to his next class in a fit of rage.
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Sebastian stared after the earl, his face losing any trace of spunk from before. Sighing deeply, he moved to his desk, sitting on it with a shake of his head. The demon unconsciously traced his contract mark as he stared out the window. A calculating look stole his form as he murmured. "This may take a while, you are rather stubborn." An image of his master yelling flashed before his eyes and he smirked. "But, I'm not the one to give up either, young master~"
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Okay, here's chapter two! Review and tell me what you think, please~
Personally I /hate/ it, I might redo it, but it's up to you. The reader is always right.
Btw Ciel said; I like to play games with Sebastian.