A/N: So again, for those who may not read it, this story is AU and OOC and we know it, it is intentional. Please NO HATE, if you don't like, don't read.
-Kei
Chapter 2: It just can't be perfect, can it?
Ciel's POV
It was the same old routine. I hear the phone buzzing in my back pocket, getting more annoying second by second so I smash it against the wall, before Bassy starts complaining. "Bloody hell..." Sounded from the other side of the room with some crashing noise, so I'm guessing I hit him instead.
"Good morning, Ciel." I hear but don't bother answering. Good-fucking-morning, it's like 7AM, who do you think I am.
After few more moments I hear the shower turn on and I groan while rolling over to my side. "Fuck this." Finally opening my eyes I manage to glance up at the wall clock, finding out I still have almost two hours before the introduction seminar begins. I'm still wearing yesterday's clothes so I strip them off immediately and proceed to the bathroom.
Bassy is occupying the shower right now, so I brush my teeth and wash my face before grabbing the only towel we own to wrap it around my slim hips and lean against the cold dewy tiled wall to watch his confused whining face as he turns the shower off and searches for something to dry himself with. I grin in his face when he pierces his eyes through mine and eye the towel tightened safely around me. "Problem, mate?" I jerk my chin up and smile.
My question goes unanswered as he simply steps out of the bath, with water dripping all over his body, and his hair completely wet. I've seen him without clothes hundreds of times but he still, after all this time, gives me this slightly embarrassed/annoyed look before heading to our bedroom.
With that the smile on my face curls up into a smirk as I follow him and lean again, this time against the door frame to watch him dig up another towel from his old black travelling bag. "How are you?" I pretend interest and ask.
He takes some time to answer, first pulling on some underwear and slacks, like that mattered to this conversation. "I am fine, what about you?" And I'm already bored. Sometimes I hope to get something exciting from his mouth but he always proves me wrong and says some boring shit. I couldn't be bothered answering so I turn on my heel, stepping back inside the bathroom, slamming the room behind me.
There I shower myself, let the hot water pour over my body, wetting my dark hair as I comb them with fingers and sigh. I lean my naked body on the cold wall when suddenly I hear something from another room, but I don't mind it and keep showering. After about five minutes I get out and bare naked as stand there, in front of the hazy mirror I swipe my hand over to clear it. I look perfect. As always. I look at my worked-out body, tense muscles and pale skin with drops of water dropping from my hair, my figure of an athlete.
After I dry myself I put on some underwear and walk in the first room again, finding the nerd at his best. Creased black trousers, lousy white shirt, ankles crossed and headphones, covering the majority of his head, sitting back to me and clicking persistently. God, this is ridiculous.
I dress up in a navy shirt, pair of black slacks and a tight vest of matching colour. My still-wet ink locks fall in my face before I swipe them away with what must have been a totally tired face. I watch the geek behind his precious little nest of cables, looking up and checking me out with amazement in his eyes. Do I look perfect again? Most probably. I put on my black Armani shoes, expensive as fuck but who the hell cares when my grandfather pays. Turning around on my heel, I step closer to my home boy Bassy and lean over him as I close his laptop with a smile. "You going? If we leave now we can still manage a decent breakfast."
"Wait, wait- okay." He says in his panic mode to which I raise my perfectly shaped brows and walk over to the hall where I grab my coat and wait for him to crawl there as well. He's about a head higher than I am, making him the perfect laughing pole at every occasion, such as this one. But I keep my mouth shut and just wait for his ass to take on his Oxford shoes and his sorry excuse of a coat on. "Where do you want to go? Cafeteria here or somewhere outside?" He asks with those annoying sparkles in his eyes.
"We can just explore." I say with a half mysterious, half ironic tone as I step to the door, grabbing my iPhone with earphones which I shove into my pocket. I also take the black leather bag in which I carry the new iPad, not that I'm an Apple freak or anything. It's just luxurious and overpriced. Almost as I and my family is. Stepping out on the rusty red carpet of the hallway I can hear Bassy closing the door behind us and following me like a loyal dog to the staircase. In about two minutes we pass the receptionist, this time it's a brunette with a ponytail, chewing a gum with her mouth open. How animalistic. We walk through the glass rotating door and suddenly I feel the summer sun on my cheek. I sigh and walk toward the centre of our beloved faculty.
Walking around for a bit, passing shops, restaurants, clubs, even a mall, we eventually appear in front of a not-that-bad looking café. "What about this one?" Bassy says and I can see him eyeing the Wi-Fi logo on the door. Unbelievable.
I walk in with my shiny shoes and hell of an attitude; I head to bar immediately to order a black coffee. Waiting for the useless employee to do his job and satisfy me, I look around the room, seeing for my taste too many sober students preparing for their big day. I also notice two girls near a window, talking about Professor Fitz, the head teacher of the Law department, so I figure out they must be from my class. Without hesitation I come closer while putting on my devilish smile that everybody, and yes, I mean everybody, loves, and speak up.
"Is this seat taken?" I ask while raising my eyebrow and leaning over one chair.
"No, you can sit there if you want." One of them, a brunette with a sincere smile replies.
"Thank you very much, love." I smile and look at other girl. A total cheerleader type. Two blond ponytails, emerald green eyes, snow white teeth and a girly outfit. "My name is Ciel." I introduce myself to the blondie after few moments and sit of the chair reversely, leaning my elbows on the backrest that was now before me.
"I'm Elizabeth. This is Paula." She giggles and points her cute pink nail at her friend. Elizabeth? This better be interesting.
"Hey, Bassy?" I call on the geek in his depressive little corner where I find him by looking around the cafeteria. I could almost see the black emo smoke around his side table. "Come here, I would like to introduce someone to you." I smile charmingly and nod my head in a get-you-sorry-ass-here-you-twathead gesture before I turn back at the girls.
Suddenly I hear the pathetic employee calling my order, and actually thinking I would get up and walk there just to pick it up. So I eye him until he gets up and brings the order to my table. As he placed the beverage in front of me with that oh-so-scared face, I smile and thank him. Then I turn on Bassy again as I nod my head, again, to tell him to come closer. God, why are people sometimes so fucking inept? Do I really have to say everything twice?
He unwillingly gets his ass up, taking the tray with his vegetarian food and what I could assume was a strong coffee, and transported himself to our table, sliding down next to the brunette Paula with a regretful look on his face. "Hey, I'm Sebastian." He says dryly with the absolutely most dead-fish face he has.
I leave Bassy top deal with the less pretty friend with love for books, and start talking to Elizabeth. We, of course, find out we have a lot in common. We'll be both studying law, we're both pretty much beautiful, we're both into sports. I was right actually, she was a head cheerleader on her high school in Leicester, and I was a football captain. It's like a bad American movie, for fucks sake.
About 15 minutes pass until the four of us get up on our feet to finish our drinks and get to the bloody introduction seminar for freshmen year.
We arrive to the university and I find myself in a group of people looking up from the brochure up on the magnificent building rising before us. It's enormous, just like I heard from my father who studied here. But certainly not as huge as those universities my grandfather wanted to send me to in States.
Soon enough we reach the welcoming hall or whatever it is and find ourselves four free places. Bassy, me, Elizabeth and Paula, sitting on those old wooden chairs, sandwiched right next to each other, uncomfortable as shit. Who the fuck do they think we are? Fucking little shits from middle school, still drooling our chins? I look around myself, seeing couple of boys, ( yes, I am forced to say boys since I wouldn't want to be vulgar) jerking out over a photo of Kristina Rose on their phone. Amateurs. I look the other way, right when seven people approach the podium. One having a microphone and speaking up. From his precious little speech I only get that he is the headmaster and the other six are the main teachers of each department.
I might have died, go to hell, and revive again meanwhile Mr. Dickhead Walzig kept his speech going on and on for whole 93 minutes. 5,580 second I could have done something productive instead of listening to this fuck face. After he ended I raised and stepped to the front door, with Bassy, Elizabeth and Paula following me. "Oh, I just remembered. I have to meet up with my brother. He's in his last year now. So, I guess we'll catch up with you later?" She twitted amazingly fast and left with her friend beside her.
"Tsk." I sighed and turned around to face Bassy. "So it's just you and me now, hm?" I smirked.
"It seems so. Want to look around? After that I'd like to have lunch in that restaurant we passed yesterday, what do you say?" He smiles, before tucking his unwashed black locks behind his ear.
It's still a bit too early for lunch, don't you think?" I say as I glance on my wrist watch, showing 10:36 AM. "God, I'm bored. I want to do something." I complain as we step outside and I noticed about ten to fifteen school stands in front of the main entrance, showing club activities of all kind. I see a football stand few feet away so I step closer, looking up at the sunglasses-wearing tall athlete behind the table, with leaflets in his hands.
We discuss the football activities, talking about the championship at the end of the semester, and at last I sign up for the program, knowing I'll be a great reinforcement for their team, when I lead them to victory.
"So see you at practice on Wednesday?" The guy, named Chris, asks. "We would be happy to have you on our team with your amazing experiences and all." He smiles while I take the leaflet and shove it in my pocket.
Suddenly he has a shocked, almost disgust face as he looks behind me. I turn around to see what his problem is and see Bassy, just putting his hand on my shoulder. "So did you sign up anywhere?" He asks and looks at the stand I'm standing by.
"Actually, yes." I reply as I reach out for another leaflet and shove it in his shirt pocket, where it comically sticks out. "You can visit me on the field. I'll be the one running away from you." I give him a charming look and walk further from the stand. "What about you?"
"Sure, I signed up in a math club, there's this IT workshop and I am also thinking about joining some research groups. The quality of these activities seems very good so far and-"
"Oh, yeah, cool." I don't listen to him at all. Maybe he was talking, maybe not. I don't give a damn. I was thinking about something else entirely so I didn't have time to pretend like a care.
We walk between more stands, looking at some closely once in a while, but I haven't seen anything that would interest me. In the end, beside to football I also join the swimming club and reading club, just because the girl giving the flyers looked hot. Bassy joins it too for the pleasure of spending another 60 minutes a week in the same room as me.
And after about an hour we sit in that restaurant Bassy wanted to visit and I order tonic with vodka, lemon and ice. For lunch I'm having a lobster, just of the satisfaction I'll have when seeing the look on Bassy's face when I dig my teeth in the dead animal.
"So tell me more about your summer holidays." He brings up a new topic while we wait for our meals. He's looking at me with that stalker/loving expression on his face as he leans his head on his palm and stares without blinking. It's fucking creepy.
"Sweet, I was at grandfather's house in Hamptons. Few parties, few fucked ups, I just hope I won't be having a kid in 8 month. Other than that, boring." I finish and water my throat with the cold beverage some waitress brought meanwhile. "What about you, Bassy?" I lean on the backrest of my chair and slightly smile. "Let me guess, closed in one dark room, with your notebook, playing WoW or LoL or whatever, with your imaginary friends, and occasionally jerking off over my topless photos on Facebook?" I laugh. I would be very surprised if it was something different. "Oh, and maybe studying from time to time. Having no life whatsoever. Did I get it right?" I raise my eyebrows as two plates with food land on our table. One with a proper, good meal, for myself; and one with the rabbit food our little vegie here.
"Uh- anyways, I would have guessed that too. It's nice how careless are you, but hey, using a thing called protection is the most difficult thing in the world, right?" He shakes his head in disapproval.
"I did, not that it's any of your business, mate." I smile and have another sip of my tonic before I take the first bite of that dead meat. It wasn't that bad, but it certainly wasn't the best lobster I've ever had. As always. It just can't be perfect, can it? Why can't some things be perfect just for once? Is it that hard to satisfy me? I guess it is.
I take another bite to make sure before I shift the plate on the side and sigh. I take another sip of my drink but it taste like shit too so shove it next to my plate and lean on backrest. "How's your salad, hamster?" I smile mockingly.
"Again? You're too spoiled, Ciel, this is quite luxury restaurant just for a regular lunch." He says calmly but I couldn't care less if this was the Queen's personal dinner, the food was just shit. "It tastes wonderful, I don't know what do you dislike about this cuisine. You may try something vegetarian too, sometime."
"Yeah, like that's ever going to happen." I laugh and quickly check the time on my phone. 12:15. I'm so bored I don't even feel like fucking. And that state really scares me. "Do you- Oh, wait. For a minute there, I wanted to ask you what are your plans for today, but then I remembered. You never have any, plus, I don't really care." I sigh with a lovely smile and with last sip I finish my drink.
"Of course. Why, do you want to do something? We can do something." He looks up at me now with a curious look.
"Like what? Hm? Tell me your brilliant idea, sporto." I lean forward and place my hand on the table, smiling.
"I, uh, thought that you had a suggestion and that was why you wanted to ask." He wriggles nervously like a girl on her first date. "But we could like, I don't know, look around Liverpool. Social people do that, right? Or what else do you want to do?"
"Actually, that's not such a bad idea." Smiling, I stand up, get my leather wallet from my back pocket, and throwing some cash on the table. "Let's be social!"
"Alright." He chuckles and when he finally finishes his drink we leave the place just to find ourselves on the busy streets of Liverpool. The weather was alright, not too hot but also not as cold as it could be. Few sun rays shine through the clouds on us, and soon enough I felt it on my pale face, and in my sapphire blue eyes.
I could feel Bassy's determined look as he was so desperately eyeing my face with joy and lust. But I don't turn my face to him, I never do. I simply go on with that knowledge, never turning to his direction. We end up at the end of some street, with a huge park in front of us. It reminds me of Hamptons and my summer holidays. I step on the green without even thinking about it, and walk further in the sparling light. I pass few trees and even bigger lake, but I still decide to go on. I see quite a lot of people around, few study groups, some lovers in an old altar. It was quite nice, I must admit.