I do not own Kuroshitsuji nor any of the characters.


-BOOM-

Ciel flinched. 'Well…at least now I know why Bard was holding a flamethrower.' He thought.

-BOOM-

The entire kitchen shook at the sudden explosions. Ciel stayed put in a chair beside the kitchen's exit, and held on to the exit door's handle whenever an explosion took place.

"B-B-B-B-BARD!" Yelled a female maid with purple-ish pink hair and glasses.
"Y-you j-j-just destroyed the M-Master's l-l-lunch!" She sprinted over to Bard, who was standing over a large piece of burnt meatloaf. He was wearing a pair of protective goggles, and holding the flamethrower at his side.
The female maid grabbed the flamethrower from Bard, and both started quarreling over it.

"Let go Maylene!" Bard hollered. "I won't let you take my baby away!"
"I w-won't l-let you p-p-poison our m-master!" She exclaimed.
"Oh, please you two! Stop fighting! It's exactly twelve-thirty!" Said the gardener Finnian, "You both have exactly half an hour to prepare his meal!"

"Shut it, Finny! Just because it's raining doesn't mean you can slack off." Bard scowled as he pushed Maylene away from his flamethrower. "Since you're off duty, you have to help us!"

The three of them all started talking and yelling at one time.

Ciel tried to hold in his laughter…the mansion had such an elegant atmosphere to it. Ciel even wondered if it was possible to spot any mistakes here, but after witnessing the most mind-blowing cooking presentations by Bard, Maylene and Finny, he started to have second thoughts. The kitchen's walls were charcoal black, and for some reason, egg salad and apple juice was splattered all over the floor.

"Ho, ho ho." Said a voice.
Ciel quickly turned around, and saw an elderly man sitting on his knees, sipping tea from a Japanese teacup.

"Whose he?" Ciel asked. He was wearing a tuxedo and had an awkward smile on his face.

"Oh! That's Tanaka!" Finny said, "He's the Master's butler…he might just sit there all day not doing anything, but don't be fooled! He's capable of murder!"
Ciel glanced at Tanaka.

"Ho, ho, ho" Tanaka said.

Ciel tried to picture this innocent looking man murdering a person. He narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms. "He looks and sounds more like an underweight Santa Clause than a murderer." He said.

Tanaka tilted his head. "Ho, ho, ho?"

-BOOOOM-

Finny gasped, and turned around to face Bard and Maylene. Both were out of breath and had charred faces.

"Now look what both of you have done!" Finny exclaimed. He ran towards Bard and Maylene, but ended slipping on the egg salad. While he was falling, he grabbed the kitchen table's cloth, and smashed several white plates.
"FFFFFFIIIIIINNNNYYYYY!" Both Maylene and Bard yelled. All of them started fighting again.

Ciel rolled his eyes and went out the exit door. He had seen enough screw-ups for one day…or maybe a lifetime.


Ciel decided to explore the house. He walked through all of the mansion's halls and closely looked at the paintings on the walls. Apart from the kitchen, Bard, Maylene and Finny, everything was flawless. It was sparkling with radiance and had the most exquisite details to everything.

Ciel noticed that he hadn't seen 'The Master' anywhere around the house…he shrugged it off. He didn't exactly care about him anyways…rejecting to be his servant was what Ciel planned to do. Although, he was still curious to find out what kind of a person he was.
While lost in thought, he came across something that caught his attention. The air had gotten chilly, and he noticed that the corridor he was walking through was dark and creepy. Ciel hesitated to move forward, but was curious about what he would find at the end of the corridor.

He wrapped his arms around himself. The air had become even icier and sharply hit Ciel's face. Was this corridor highly air-conditioned or something? He stopped. 'This is unnatural…' He thought.
He started walking once more and looked up at the portraits hanging from the walls. The eyes of the painted men looked as if they were evilly eyeing Ciel's every action. Ciel frowned…
'Things just keep getting better and better, don't they?' He looked down, and tried avoiding eye contact with the unnerving eyes of the paintings. Walking as fast as he could, he could still feel the looks that the paintings were giving him. 'This is stupid...' he thought. 'I hope the painter of thee horrific paintings is dead.'

He glanced up, and to his relief, saw a black door. He quickly scurried towards the door and turned the knob. Was this room a storage area? Ciel hoped so…who would build a guest room in such an alarming part of the house? He opened the door, and peered inside.

Inside, was a large room; there was a bed with silk black bed sheets and a canopy on one side of the room, dressing tables on the other side, and another door on the last side…most likely the bathroom door. Ciel liked the room. It was simple and wasn't decorated much; but something that he didn't like was that the whole entire room was painted black. Although the curtains were open, there was still hardly enough light outside to brighten up the room.

Ciel walked in. Leaving the door open behind him, he moved near the window. Was this Sebastian Michaelis's bedroom? Ciel had a feeling it was. He gazed out the window at the stormy weather.


-Click-

Ciel jumped. What was that sound? He looked around the room, and immediately saw that the door was shut. Ciel's eyes widened. Was there someone in here? He hastily ran to the door, and turned the knob. It was locked.

"My, my…it looks like there is a lost little kitten in my room." Said a voice.

Ciel froze. That voice…was hypnotizing. He slowly turned around and saw a man sitting comfortably on the black bed. He had raven hair, wore a black suit with white gloves, and was smiling at Ciel.

Ciel was mesmerized at the sight of the man.

"You must be Ciel Phantomhive." He said.

Ciel got a hold of himself, and crossed his arms. "You must be Sebastian Michaelis." He said in a mocking tone.

Sebastian chuckled, "Welcome to my humble home…" He said. "You do know why you are here, don't you…Ciel?"

Ciel felt a sharp shock go through his body as he heard Sebastian saying his name. "You want me to be your servant." Ciel shakily said.

Sebastian grinned. "Precisely." He lifted himself from the bed and walked closer to Ciel until they were standing face to face with each other. Ciel leaned back against the door. 'What is wrong with this man?' he thought. 'Why is he leaning so close to me?' Ciel turned red.

"You have had quite a lot of time to think…Well? Are you willing to become my servant?" Sebastian questioned.

At that moment, Ciel glared at Sebastian and pushed him away. He took a deep breath.

"Okay, first of all, please back away from me. I hate it when people disrespect my personal space. Is this a hobby you adults have? Second, I would like to tell you that I am on to your funny little game. Do you think I'm stupid? What idiot would search for a servant in a host club; and using a seductive voice on me will not work at all, I bet you planned for me to enter your bedroom. You sicken me." Ciel confidently extended his arm and pointed to Sebastian with his index finger.

"You're just a sorry, rich, perverted sicko who can't find any other way to amuse himself. I hate people like you." Ciel exhaled, put his hands on his hips, and glared at Sebastian.

Sebastian had a surprised expression on his face, but he smirked after Ciel was done with his statements. "Well, Madame Red was quite correct." He said. "You are a feisty boy." He held Ciel's chin and lifted his head. "I must say, you are very confident with your words…and cute with them as well."
Ciel blushed and narrowed his eyes at Sebastian.
"How in the world were my words cute? Should I insult you more?"

Sebastian chuckled and leaned forward to Ciel's ear. "Do not forget little kitten, it was you who wandered into my bedroom on your own, I never 'planned' any of this." He silently said. Ciel blushed harder and looked down. "Also…" Sebastian added. "Seductive voice? I did no such thing as to make a seductive voice. This is the actual way I talk."

Ciel slapped away Sebastian's hand. He was looking down in embarrassment. "Yes, well, that wasn't ALL I said!" He stated.

Sebastian snickered. "As for the real reason I decided to ask you to be my servant," he said, "Is because, I simply want to help you."

Ciel raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?" He asked. Sebastian smiled and patted Ciel on the head.
"Well, " He started. "I was told that you would rather sell your soul to the devil than to stay in that place…I am just fulfilling your wish."

Ciel stared at Sebastian in disbelief. "Um, yes, that's what I said."

"Well, then why reject to an offer like this, when it is exactly what you wanted?" Sebastian asked.

Ciel beamed at Sebastian, "I already told you! I'm not falling for it." He said as he turned away from Sebastian. "Even if I were to become your servant, what would you make me do?" He asked, "What kind of servant would I be?"

Sebastian walked near the bed and sat down again, "The best kind…" He said. "The one that does absolutely, nothing." He crossed his legs and smiled at Ciel…who was now gawking at Sebastian.

"What do you mean nothing?" He said, annoyed. "Be serious here! I'm not joking around!" Ciel glared at the calm man sitting ahead of him. He was still smiling, and his hands were on his knees.

"I am being very serious", He said. "You will not have to do anything but wear a specific uniform. Other than that, nothing more will be required."

Ciel's heartbeat quickened. 'Should I agree to this?' he thought, 'There had to be some sort of trick here.'

"You are not lying to me, are you?"
"No, I am being one hundred percent truthful my little pet."
"What will happen if I reject this offer?" Ciel asked.
Sebastian put a hand on his chin and looked up. "You will go back to the way you were…but I do think that Madame Red will see to it that you are punished due to your lack of respect to clients." He said. "Most probably a gang raping…I suppose."

Ciel's mouth dropped open. Gang raping? He clenched his fists… they weren't giving him much of a choice here! "Fine then. What will I have to do to serve you?" He asked. Accepting the offer was the only choice now…how bad could it be? If Sebastian was really being honest with his words, then Ciel saw no harm in becoming his servant. Ciel still had his doubts about Sebastian though.

Sebastian moved near his dressing table, opened one of the drawers, and carefully started fidgeting around.

He darkly smiled. "You will have to sign this contract." He said, pulling out a long piece of paper, and a red feather pen. "If you sign your name with red ink right here…" Sebastian pointed to the very end of the paper with the feather pen. "Then it will be official." He held out the paper and pen in Ciel's direction, signaling him to come over and sign it.

Ciel nervously stepped closer towards Sebastian and sat down on the floor in front of the bed. "Why in red ink?" He questioned.
Sebastian held out the items and smirked. "Because it is convenient to the matter." He said.
Ciel extended his arm to take the long paper and red feather pen. He examined the contract. It had a lot of fine printed words on it. Ciel squinted to read them, but gave up in his attempt.

"Don't expect me to call you 'Master'," Ciel said.
Sebastian sarkly chucked. "I'm afraid you won't have a choice my little kitten…it is compulsory for me to be called Master." Sebastian said, smiling at Ciel.
Ciel rolled his eyes, "tch…and don't call me 'little kitten'!"

He laid the paper down on the bed and hesitantly signed his name at the end. Sebastian raised his eyebrows.

"Don't you think it would have been a smart choice to read the contract first?" He asked with a smirk on his face. Ciel glanced up from the contract and started at Sebastian,

"Well, I couldn't read it. The print was too small. What was the difference between what you just told me, and the contract?" Ciel asked, playing with the feather pen.

Sebastian stood up, tiredly sighed, and chuckled. "It is very crucial to read something before you put your name on it…or agree to it." He said. "You are still a child though, so I'm not surprised at the silly mistakes you make, my pet." He bent down to where Ciel was sitting, and cupped Ciel's face with both his hands.

Ciel jolted up, "H-hey! D-don't touch me!" He yelled. Ciel grabbed Sebastian's arms, and tried to move them away from holding his face, but they were too strong. "L-let go!" He exclaimed.

Suddenly, Ciel's gulped as he stared into Sebastian's eyes. They were fiery red and hungrily looking at Ciel.
"W-what are you…d-" Ciel's voice trembled with fear. Sebastian breathed on Ciel's right eye. "What are you…doing?" Ciel demanded.

Sebastian smirked. "I'm completing the contract, of course." He said in a dark whisper. Ciel painfully gasped as intense, burning heat filled his body. He screamed, as loud as he could. What had he gotten himself in to? His right eye felt like it was being pulled out of his eye socket. He couldn't breath…it seemed like burning heat filled his lungs. Ciel wrapped his arms around himself, trying to endure the pain. His right eye kept seeing bright lights and star symbols. Ciel covered his right eye with one hand.

Sebastian let go of Ciel's face. The pain and heat had stopped flowing through his body...he fell to the ground.
Panting and gasping for air…he slightly opened his left eye, and saw Sebastian smirking at the helpless state he was in. '…demon…' was the only thing that he could think of while looking at Sebastian. He shut his eyes, and blacked out.


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