Thank you all who reviewed :) Because I had nothing better to do, here is chapter two~ Lemons soon if ya'll review? ;D maybe maybe~

Ciel was slow to wake up, he found himself backstage, placed on the cushioned settee. The last thing he could remember was being lowered onto the mysterious customer's lap and feeling that throbbing pain in his right eye. 'Oh god no… Not this again…' The boy sat up, his corset was gone and the extensions he had tightly secured to his short locks were put back into their box with the rest of the fake hair.

"Don't you even think about getting up." The familiar female voice warned. Leaning against the wall was a tall woman wearing a long red skirt and a white blouse beneath a doctor's coat. Her eyes, lips, and hair were all the same matching shade of crimson as her attire and her arms crossed in front of her "bountiful harvest" of a chest. Angelina Durless was the social worker and doctor to Ciel Phantomhive. Since his parents died when he was a mere ten years old, he was out on his own. Lau had allowed him to stay at the club without charge and gave him all he needed to live comfortably and happily. Once Ciel turned thirteen, he was finally allowed to perform, however recently she was barely allowing him to continue his show at the Ninth Ring. He was only allowed to see clients for an hour at most, he would have to somehow stuff his inhaler within his outfit and he was absolutely under no circumstances allowed to reveal his identity. The boy's asthma was an issue, but it was nothing Ciel wasn't confident he could overcome.

"Miss Red, listen I'm-" He began trying to explain.

"Don't you dare say fine Ciel, you know how dangerous asthma attacks can be. What got you all riled up anyway?" She asked, moving closer to the small couch, her voice taking on an almost maternal-like tone.

"I don't know I was just sitting on a guy's lap and then my eye started hurting and then the next thing I know I'm here." He truthfully explained.

"Let me see your eye." She instructed as she moved his bangs out of the way. As expected, its normal deep purple color was a bit brighter, almost glowing shade of amethyst. "Don't tie your corset as tight next time, alright? You're skinny enough as is." She was obviously avoiding the eye question, and that did not go unnoticed by Ciel.

"Will do, but why don't you ever tell me anything about this? I think I have a right to know after all…" Ciel asked.

"Just wear an eye patch like usual and it won't be painful." She told him and kissed his forehead lightly in a motherly-like fashion before looking at the clock. "I'm sorry, but I need to go. You know what to do if you're feeling any worse, right? I gave you the number to call me if you need it."

"I will I promise." Ciel said with a slight smile. Angelina smiled softly, yet sadly, in return before taking her leave from the club to go back to the hospital where she worked part-time. Ciel rummaged through the drawers of his wardrobe, trying to find a fitting outfit suitable for his client. He was under the impression that he would be meeting with the man Lau was speaking to that night. From the way he was watching, he could tell he was some dirty pervert. Ugh. He got tired of the same thing over and over again after a while. Why couldn't there be something different for once? He longed for something new, something romantic, something scandalous. But he was no fool. Ciel had a clear perception of reality and he knew that the simple fact was that prostitutes, no matter what kind, do not love. He's a demon of the ninth ring, he can dream all he likes, but it won't change the harsh reality. The only love he would ever have was for the highest bidder.

"Meyrin? Can you help me with my hair?" Ciel asked as he sat at the vanity. He wore a silky black robe with blue flowers embroidered at the bottom.

"Of course!" She said enthusiastically as she entered. The girl was far too clumsy to work on the dance floor so she simply helped back stage and entertained in the crowd. Her figure was lean and curvy and exposed for the most part by wearing a classic French can-can outfit and black feathers in her fuchsia hair. She was one of the girls who lived at the Ninth with Ciel. She always thought of Ciel like a little sibling, everyone did. There was something about him that just made everyone want to protect him, and though he'd never admit it, he found it comforting. As Mey was placing each of the tracks of long slate faux hair into his own, Lau walked in with Ranmao hanging on his arm as always.

"Ciel, are you alright?" He asked with a concerned furrow of his eyebrows.

"Yes, I'm alright, and don't you worry I'm getting ready for my clientele tonight. I'm fine and I'm ready to work." Ciel smiled at him in the mirror.

"Are you sure you can do that?" Lau asked one last time just to make sure.

"Positive. Look at me, I'm perfectly ready. Plus, it's not like I'll be taking off my clothes or anything. They won't find out a thing." The boy said with confidence. "The man you were talking to tonight, he's married isn't he?" He asked as he began applying makeup to his already flawless face.

"Engaged. He'll be hosting his bachelor party here. Say, how do you do that? Guess immediately the relationship status of customers?"

"It's easy, if they fall for me right away that means that they're single. If they just stare and gawk then they're taken but they can't seem to remember. But if they analyze me like he did, he's debating on leaving his wife or fiancé for a night with a whore." He laughed, the boy was proud and confident in the hypnotic effect he had on the poor men that walked into the Ninth.

"Well he just left so if I were you I'd get ready quickly. He's expecting you in the Velvet room. He originally wanted to come tomorrow, but if there's one thing I know about humanity is that if a hungry man smells a brownie, then walks away before getting a taste, he's not very likely to come back later after lunch~" There it was, the proof that Ciel's boss was absolutely positively stoned out of his mind.

"Lau you are a poet." He complimented and laughed.

"And if I'm lucky I'm also a mountain lion~" He said in the same tone as always, distant yet calm and relaxed. In response to the nonsense rambling, the girl on his arm made a clawing motion with her hand and quietly mewled, earning her a little pet on the head.

"All done, Ciel. If there's anything else you need don't hesitate to call for me!" Meyrin bowed before leaving to go back on the floor. Ciel stood up and let his robe slide to the floor, revealing to his boss his outfit for the night. The blue corset was bound tightly around his waist, despite the advice he had just received from Miss Red, and the tiny black and blue feathered skirt just barely covered the bottom of his perfectly rounded ass. The fishnet stockings reached to just above his knee and a midnight blue jeweled garter was slipped onto his upper thigh, a very tempting ensemble.

"My my, you do look delicious, Ciel, I'm sure he'll agree once he sees you~" Lau smiled. Ciel slipped on the see-through blue robe with black feathers at the hems.

"Good, I can't mess this one up, I can tell he's got some major cash." He slipped into his high-heeled black stilettos. God he looked good, and he knew it too. He wasn't about to let this client slip through his dainty fingers.

"Oh by the way, he's broke. Completely and utterly broke." Lau acted as if this was not even the slightest issue. Ciel simply let his mouth hang open, gaping at the news.

"Excuse me?"

Sebastian paced around the room, for once in his life, nervous about something. He wanted to sleep on this decision, he really did, but Lau had given him a little piece of information that made him crazy with curiosity and lust. He wasn't going to do it. He wasn't going to do anything with the girl, he was engaged! He was just going to ask her the question, get the answer he wanted, then go. Easy as that. Just as he had sat on the bed and got comfortable with his strategy he saw a leg peek through the door. Nope. Goodbye willpower. Hasta la vista morals! He growled in the absolute lust he felt for that figure, while only seeing her leg!

"You were expecting me?" Ciel asked innocently while stepping into the room.

"Yes. I was." Sebastian's biggest accomplishment in his life just occurred: He somehow managed to not stutter or let his voice crack while hiding the enormous swell between his legs.

"Well here I am~" He smiled at the man and leaned over just a bit, in a teasing gesture.

"Mhm." Was all Sebastian managed to croak out.

'This was too easy.' Ciel thought to himself without breaking character for a minute. "Well then, big boy, let's see what you've got and maybe I can help you~" He purred seductively.

"Oka- NO! I mean no!" Sebastian stood up and walked out to the balcony to get some fresh air. Why was he here, there had to be some reason. What was it, damn it? As he turned around to tell the boy he had to go he almost came right then at the sight. Ciel's head was adorned in little cat ears and the robe he was wearing before was in the corner of the room on the floor, "Meow?" Ciel purred with an innocent look on his face. Sebastian shuddered. He couldn't take it, the noticeable wet spot in his pants caused Ciel's perfect little lips to curl into a smirk.

"Are you a virgin?" Sebastian finally asked with urgency.

"WHAT?"

Oh-ho-ho lets just leave it at that~ Chapter three shall reveal all things wonderful! Thank you for reading and don't forget to review~ Without reviews, it all ends here :'(