Sebastian Michaelis. A young man of age 21. He graduated from university the age 18. Amazingly high intelligence quotient, social quotient, and emotional quotient. Current occupation, doctor in the underground hospital. He was attractive enough to easily get the most of the ladies to fall on his feet. He has a quiet, smooth, calming demeanor and very polite. Jet black hair, red ruby eyes, and snow white skin. Obsession with cats.
Ciel Phantomhive. A boy of age 14, often mistaken for 12. Currently enrolling into university with a full scholarship despite of his age. Incredibly high intelligence quotient, but less than average emotional quotient and social quotient. Orphan with deceased parents. Charcoal blue hair, deep blue eyes and snow white skin. Also very attractive. Easily annoyed, but calm. Very logical. Holds himself in a high manner. Has ties with underground. Loves black.
Finnian -: Currently nothing is known. He has blonde hair and green eyes. Very hyper excited about many things. Very naive and immature. A taxi driver.
Ciel POV:
"You're not gonna like… turn me into a cat… are you?"
"I would if that is possible… But no. Cats are beautiful and wondrous, but some of my patients are allergic to cats… So I can't keep any at home."
"What… are you going to do?"
"..."
"No."
"My offer is a place to stay and food and necessities and services."
"Services… Like you'll listen to exactly what I say?"
"No… not really, but something like that."
"..."
"I'll be your guardian."
"..."
"If you let me stick needles into you… I'll tell you what'll happen before hand…."
"..."
"No?"
"..."
"..."
"You realize that this makes no sense to me and if I accepted…. I would be crazy."
"You'll have super human abilities…"
"?"
"Since you are so graciously considering my offer, would you like another scone?"
"... I AM NOT EVEN THINKING ABOUT YOUR STUPID OFFER!...yes, I would like another scone."
I grab for another scone as Sebastian pours me more tea. I think about his request. Does that mean that I can make him be my servant? I can make him do whatever I want him to?Would I REALLY be able to do anything? Like be immortal? Hahaa…. No. People have been searching for that solution for years… This cat crazy maniac wouldn't be able to do it even in fifty life times.
"What do you really want to do with me?"
"... I want to experiment on you…"
"Change my skin color? Make me grow scales? Have superhuman abilities to like… I don't know… Maybe… play golf."
"Yes… All of the above."
"Let me make my way to the door."
"... Just kidding?"
"Well that comforts me."
"You have an intellect of… 8 out of 10. In my opinion."
"EXCUSE ME?!" I ain't taking your sassy frass. Don't you diss me like that. I'm a 10 out of 10. DAMN you.
"But I could make you a 100 out of 10 with my experiments…. maybe."
"Maybe?"
"The serum could possible lower it to 0 out of 10."
"... What would that be like?"
"Perhaps… You would act like a neanderthal…"
"... No…" I stand up to leave. What the hell?! I could become a neanderthal if the experiment goes wrong?!
"It's only a 3 out of 1,000,000 chance that you'll be… a neanderthal."
I give him a face.
"Do I LOOK like I'm going to take the chance?"
"Yes. Okay… Let us begin!"
"..." I run for the door.
I'm running.
…
Well, that's boring.
Running. Runnnnniiinnnnggg! RUNNING!
Sebastian POV:
This really takes no effort. I could just wait for Ciel to pass out and I'll go pick him up with my car… As I'm waiting might as well drink some tea.
Ten minutes pass, I get up from my chair and make my way to the garage. I slip my feet into my shoes and grab the keys on the hook next to the door. I unlock the car and the door automatically opens. Ah, my black ferrari is just amazing. I should make rounds around the town since I have the time. Where's the little boy… Come out come out wherever you are…
I had made a circle around the whole neighborhood unable to find Ciel. Well, that's too bad. Someone else must have picked him up.
Ciel POV.
I jump down the tree I was hiding in and make a run towards the entrance. I hail a taxi. I should have money somewhere in my pockets…Thank GOD! Not that I'm religious… I have 10 dollars…
"Go as far as you can with 10 dollars."
I hand him the ten dollars.
"How old are you, son?"
"14."
"You look 10! Get out! I won't take some young'un and get in trouble with the law!"
"Is there a rule saying I have to be older than…"
"12?"
"Yeah."
"... No, but I won't let you."
"Good grief. I have the money… now go."
"Alright. Whatever you say, but you're gonna pay extra."
"What?! You know what, I'm hailing the next taxi."
"Get out, get out."
I get out of the taxi. What the hell!? Do I have to grow a BEARD for people to believe I'm 14? I don't think that 14 year olds EVEN HAVE beards…. Maybe a short mustache, but STILL! Okay… I didn't get puberty yet, but my voice is still on the low side… I think… and I'm still short. Yeah, it's not my voice, but my height. Why am I still worrying about this?
I hail another taxi. Thank god the taxi driver didn't give a crap about anything.
"Can you go as far as 10 dollars can go? Like a park?"
"Yeah! By the way my name is Finny! What is your name?"
"Is it necessary to answer that question?"
"No… But I want to know!"
"... Just go."
"Not before you tell me your name."
"Fine. It's Christian."
"Christian? You don't look like a Christian."
"Because I'm not, but that is my name for now."
"Okay. Let's GO!"
"Where are we going?"
"A park!"
"How much is it gonna cost me?"
"About 20 dollars."
"... I only have 10 dollars."
"Oh… I'll give you a discount."
"... Okay."
The car was moving and the constant chatter of Finny lulled me to sleep.
…
"CHRISTIAN!"
"...? Why… Are you Christian?"
"... You told me that's your name."
"Oh."
"We're here!"
"... Thank you. Here is the ten dollars."
"Thanks!"
"Ciel... by the way."
I walk out of the taxi. I think that was a cool enough exit. Should I have just left without saying anything? This is gonna come back and bite me in the butt.
"CHRISTIAN!"
"CIEL!"
"Oh… Is that your name? Ciel?"
"... Yes."
"Oh.. Okay.. I was about to tell you that you forgot your wallet in here."
"Wallet?"
"Yeah!"
Finny hands me the wallet and he runs back into the cab. I don't have a wallet… Wait… WAIT!
"Finny! This isn't…."
He had already driven away. I open up the wallet in hope to find the original holder of the wallet. 'Finnian -'No last name? Who is he? What? Does he have no parents like me?
"...hmmm…"
Yeah… well… that's it? Yeah… sorry this was really bad. I'll PROBABLY edit this...