Heyo~ I think I updated quickly. I hope I did.

Anyways, I'd like to thank you for the reviews, follows, and favorites.

I did not expect so many people to like the beginning of the story -the prologue- as it was just about the past.

But anyways, I'm trying to follow some of you guys' advice, so forgive me if there are a lot of repeating words. I'm still trying to make my vocabulary wider.

Warning: Very, very, very OOC.

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Chapter 1 - Cloaked in Love At First Sight

High school. It had been more than two and a half years since the incident, almost three years. The incident that caused Ciel Phantomhive to wear a black cloak.

On the first day of high school, when Ciel had worn the cloak, everyone had stopped and stared at him. They whispered about him in the hallways and teachers would try to get him to take off his hood. But he refused the teachers each time, and ignored the other students whispering. Ciel was used to it. He was used to everything. The whispers, the name-calling, the pushing, the rumors. It happened on the first day he wore it to school in sixth grade. He had broken up with Lizzy, leaving the girl a sniffling mess. Ciel did not want to worry her, and he really did not want her to stand up for him when he was just a pathetic loser. It would've ruined her reputation, and he didn't want that. After being beat up to a pulp, Ciel's usually bright and cheerful personality slowly faded away into the shadows. He became more quiet and shy. He never spoke unless he needed to, he never smiled (because no one could see his face), and most importantly - he became as emotionless as a rock. His gentle and shy voice now had no emotion at all like it used to. No one saw what he really looked like, and they just assumed that he was as ugly as a ogre and as dirty as a worm, that he was hiding his ugly self under the black sheet. And that was what everyone believed.

What they didn't know was that Ciel Phantomhive was actually shy, afraid of people, and no longer believed in the so-called thing called "trust". The friends that he used to have turned against him, calling him names just like the others. Saying that he was probably as fat as a pig and smelly like a cow. He believed that he would never open up to anyone ever again as long as he lived; because no one cared about someone as irrelevant as him. He had closed the door between people and himself; trapping himself inside and refused to open the door to anyone who tried to make friends with him (which he did not trust, he concluded that he was going to be used and then thrown away like the trash he was), and never showed anyone what he looked like. Ciel was afraid of showing them his "unclean and impure" self. Ever since the most frightening experience of his life, the day he had gotten beat up, he never once looked at himself in the mirror. He just assumed he was ugly and scarred forever.

He was eventually sent to the principal's office for utter defiance, but Rachel and Vincent had defended their only adopted son.

"I honestly don't know why my son would wear this cloak, but it seems like he won't take it off at all costs. So please, just let him keep it on. It's probably for personal reasons," Rachel argued when she got a call about Ciel refusing to take off the ridiculous thing. She, too, had to repeat herself every year on the phone to the principal of the school Ciel was going to. It was tiring, but she respected her son's privacy and never pushed him any further to take off the black fabric. "This is a high school, ma'm. Please tell your child to take it off! It seems to be a distraction to the students around him," the principal fought back. The man clearly did not know who the husband of Rachel was yet. Over the other line, there was the sound of sighing, and Rachel decided to end the argument with one sentence. "Listen here, my husband runs the Funtom Toy Company, Vincent." The woman heard nothing but an eerie silence on the other line.

5 seconds.
10 seconds.
15 seconds.
30 seconds.
Tick tock, tick tock.

"O-Oh really? Your son can definitely wear his cloak wherever he goes! I apologize for my rude behavior, Mrs. Rachel." The principal finally chuckled nervously after checking the Ciel's informational form. Rachel smiled to herself. "Thank you. I suppose this is good-bye now. Have a nice day." She hung up without waiting for a response with a winning grin.

"Hey, look. It's that kid, the one rumored to be so ugly that he had to hide himself under that black fabric!" Someone whispered while Ciel walked out of the principal's office. A few chuckles and snickers were heard after that. With a heavy sigh, he walked quietly through the hall. Getting through the crowd wasn't difficult at all. When he came near someone, they would automatically step to the side, as if they'd catch his "ugliness" if they were just standing next to him. The only time when a person came close to him was when they pushed, shoved, or sometimes even beat the dark haired boy up. Ciel kept his head low like he always did, making sure no one caught even one glimpse of his face. He was scared and afraid the rumors would become worse if they saw him.

It was time for second period, which was physical education for Ciel. The blue eyed boy was never really fond of P.E., in fact, it was his least favorite subject. His high school required at least one year of doing something physical to graduate, so he decided to get it over with the first year. He despairingly walked down the hall that was filled of nasty whispers and rumors of him, never forgetting to keep his guard on at all times, just in case someone were to pull off his cloak.

-Going back a few minutes earlier...-

"Hey, look. It's that kid, the one rumored to be so ugly that he had to hide himself under that black fabric!" Everyone moved to the side, the sound of feet shuffling quickly rang through the hall so that the "thing" could walk through. Sebastian's rather handsome friend, Claude, whispered rather loudly and snickered.

Yes, the both of them were good looking and perhaps even the most popular guys in the school. They were both seniors, and they were enjoying seeing the lost and helpless-looking freshmen. The two men loved to find "toys", which were freshmen that they "played" with until they broke, meaning that they bullied the small ones. They were always surrounded by people and had many friends. Sebastian eyed the dark figure that was slowly moving down the hall and chuckled, causing the others to chuckle and snicker as well. Whispers immediately broke out in the hall, most of them were loud enough to hear.

"What the hell is that?" Claude asked more quietly this time, and Sebastian smirked.

"Who the fuck knows? Some weirdo that never removed that cloak off since sixth grade, or so I heard," the red eyed man responded quietly, his eyes never leaving the retreating boy.

"At least I have something interesting to do during my free time now..." Amusement gleamed in Sebastian's eyes as an idea popped into his head. His interest in the mysterious freshman was sparked when he heard that no one had ever seen what the kid looked like. The boy looked like he was heading towards the gym for second period. He absolutely loved vulnerable and weak people, because then, he could easily break them. Ironically, that was also Sebastian's second period. I'll mess you up even more, kid. Don't break too soon, my new toy. Heh.

Claude looked at his friend with interest. "What was that, what did you just say?" He raised an eyebrow.

Sebastian shook his head and blinked. "Nothing, my friend. I think I just found my new toy, that's all."

"Already?" Claude laughed. "I still need to find mine."

"Good luck with that. I am going to go stalk my prey now, have fun picking your toy." Sebastian turned around and waved, already on the move.

"Yeah, yeah," Claude responded.

The golden eyed man looked back and scanned the crowd of freshmen, searching for an interesting toy to play with himself. His eyes stopped when he saw a certain blonde boy with light blue eyes. He looks promising, Claude licked his lips.

"Hey, tell me who that kid is," he asked one of the gossiping girls next to him. He pointed at the blonde. The girl turned towards the direction of Alois and nodded.

"Oh him? He's called Alois Trancy. Apparently they say he's the toughest freshmen. He may look like he's easy prey, but he's a lot stronger than he looks. I heard he's insane and would kill you if you got him angry enough."

"Interesting...A tough one, hm?" If I take down a tough one, I'll feel more than proud of myself...heh. Alois Trancy, get ready, because this is going to be a crazy ride...
"Thanks for the info," Claude walked away with a dismissive waving hand. This is going to be fun...

In the gymnasium, freshmen and seniors shared the same period due to having too many students each period. So the school had split the gym in two, one side for freshmen and the other for seniors. Since it was the first day of school, the whole hour would just be a long lecture about P.E. procedures and rules. Was what Ciel thought, but was proven wrong right when he had entered the gym. His appearance seemed to attract attention, like always.

"All right, kids. I am your teacher; Grell Sutcliff, DEATH!" Grell striked a pose and paused for a moment, leaving Ciel and the others silent. The seniors, like Sebastian, found it horribly funny and chuckled. "And I hate talking about boring stuff, so today we'll play dodge ball! Seniors on that side, freshmen on the other side!" Grell instructed and handed out the red balls to people (which came from literally; nowhere).

Well, that escalated quickly... Ciel thought and grabbed a ball from Grell, walking quietly over to the others who were about his age. 14.

Everyone found their place and stood there, waiting for the teacher to start the game. I hate dodge ball Ciel thought unhappily. He hated all sports, because it was hard to see anything through his cloak. Plus, he was afraid of playing against seniors. They were older than him by three years!

Grell was already told by the principal that Ciel could leave his cloak on, so he wouldn't need to tell him to take it off. He was rather curious to see what was under the cloak. Ugly shit or a sexy little boy? It wasn't his place to care, though. The red-eyed teacher started the game with a "GOOO, DEATH!" and his signature pose.

Seniors immediately began to throw balls at the freshmen, many getting hit and out in one second after starting. Sebastian made sure to hit everyone on the other side, only to see his toy was still on his two feet and standing in one spot. Amazingly, the boy didn't even get hit by a dodge ball yet. A plan quickly formed in the handsome man's brain. He aimed his ball at Ciel's head, determined to end it in one hit. With careful measurements and precision, Sebastian threw the ball as hard as he could. He watched as the ball flew to the other side of the gymnasium, hitting his target exactly where he wanted it to hit - the head. The dark figure fell to the floor, not expecting the hard ball to his head at all. And was unconscious. Sebastian smirked to himself and licked his lips.

"Mr. Sutcliff! Stop the game, now!" Sebastian yelled through the large room, causing everyone to stop they were doing and stare at him.

"What is it, Sebas-chan?" Grell smiled. He had loved his student, he was devilishly handsome after all.

The man pointed a finger at a black lump sprawled on the floor, everyone's attention following Sebastian's finger. "Someone was hurt...I could carry him to the nurse if you want."

Grell frowned. "I didn't even notice! Well, whatever. Yes go ahead and carry the boy to the nurse's office, be back soon.~"

"Yes, thank you. I'll be right back." Sebastian walked over to the unconscious boy and picked him up - bridal style.

"Well then," he bowed with the young one in his arms and exited the gym.

The red-eyed man smirked as carried the surprisingly light figure in his arms. You're mine now, toy. I'll see how ugly you really are! Probably ugly as a piece a shit! He smirked and walked to the nurse's office, which was only a minute away from the large gymnasium. He reached the door, which was open, and walked in.

The beautiful nurse looked up at Sebastian and smiled. "An injured one already on the first day of school?"

He nodded. "Freshmen this year just don't know how to be careful!" Sebastian gave a hearty laugh and placed the boy on the bed.

"Yes, yes, they are! I'm assuming that a ball hit the head of the young man?" The nurse had always known everything, even if you didn't see the wound, she's still know what the problem was. And Sebastian found it a bit creepy.

"Yes, you're such a good guesser, Ms. Blanc." Angela gave him another smile and nodded.

"Be right back, I'll get the ice in the office. Wait here." She turned around and walked out of the office.

Sebastian took this chance to find out who and just how ugly the boy sleeping next to him was. Is he hideous? Disgusting? Vulgar?

Questions filled his mind and he became more eager to lift up the fabric and take a peek. Oh, this was going to be interesting. Sebastian smirked and moved his hand over the sleeping boy's face and easily attached his hand to the cloth covering the face. Without further ado, he gently lifted up the black cloak.

The first thing his eyes saw was white. Pure white skin. The second thing he were the long eyelashes. The third thing he saw were those soft, moist, and pink lips. He had already uncovered the whole face of the boy. Sebastian saw that the boy had dark hair.

He was shocked; completely at a loss for words. This boy...he wasn't ugly or hideous at all! In fact, this was the first time he's seen someone that surpassed his own beauty. The rumors weren't true at all...his toy was now his prize. Sebastian eagerly touched the boy's soft cheek. It's so smooth, like baby skin. His eyelashes are long like a girl's. His lips felt incredibly soft. He wanted more than to ravage and kiss the innocent boy's lips. But first of all - he didn't even know what the mysterious boy's name was. He was not only beautiful, he was like sleeping beauty. And now, after realizing that so many people had hurt this stranger that he wanted to break at first; he angry.

How could I have believed those rumors? How could people hurt such a fragile boy? How could I have hurt him?! I won't let anyone else see the sight before me...because I want to make him mine. And I will. I will protect this boy; making him fall for me in the process. Sebastian swore mentally to himself and crossed his heart.

"Toy, you will be mine whether you like it or not." And he smirked his signature smirk that drove the girls -and some guys- crazy.

Ah, one more thing. I am in need of a beta reader...I've never had one of those before and I'm quite inexperienced with them. If you want to become my beta reader for this story, please review or PM me. I honestly have no idea what I'm supposed to do when I get a beta reader; but I hope you can tell me. The only thing I know about beta readers is they read over your story and correct errors before publishing the story. Many thanks!

And again, criticism is welcomed with open arms. I want to become a better writer (but please be gentle). To be honest, I felt like this chapter was rushed. I think I'll try to improve on adding more details and emotion.

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~Kawaii Dream