SHIITTT. I re-wrote this. The italics is not Ciel's thoughts once again, it IS SOMETHING ELSE. You'll see, eventually… Not one of my best chapters though I admire my work with the first part (italics).
I do not own the anime this fan fiction is based off of, but I do own the contents of this story and some of its characters.
Do not mind mistakes.
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Rusty chains that seemed to burn his flesh away wrapped themselves tightly around his wrists, cutting off his blood circulation and making his fingertips tingle painfully. His shirt lie stranded a few feet away, blood stains covering the entire piece of clothing. The only light that shone in the rather large room was the dark blue sky that was barely lit by the rising sun through a small window.
Blood was rushing out of the cut that was inflicted across his pale chest. The other man that was dressed in a dark suit hovered over the wounded boy, smiling savagely down at him.
"So you chose yourself over me, eh?" The wounded boy questioned, a smile spread across his bruised face. Blood tainted his perfectly aligned teeth. The older man leaned down and pressed his lips against the boy's ear, breathing heavily.
"Maybe." His voice was still perfect to the younger boy, he still loved it more than anything, even when the man was torturing him and on the verge of ending his entire existence.
"What do you mean "maybe"? The whole deal is you choose. You kill me to save yourself or you die and I live." The older man stood up straight, clearing his throat and fixing his tie. He glanced at the small window then looked back down at the boy that was on his knees with a serious expression.
"I know." He replied softly.
"Then why haven't you killed me?" The blue-eyed boy coughed, blood splattered across the cold cement floor. The man smiled mischievously once again.
"Because every game becomes boring when it lacks thrills. It'd be no fun killing you if I couldn't take my time…" He bent down once again and looked the boy in the eyes while running his fingertips across the boy's cut up cheek. "I want to see you suffer."
The younger boy laughed loudly, his fangs slowly extended as he smiled and shook his head, blood beginning to trail down his abused cheeks.
"I loved you." He laughed again. "I can't believe I loved you!" His tone became serious as he abruptly leaned forward, causing the chains to dig deeper into his skin.
Ciel opened the door to his room to reveal Jenkins, his roommate. The blonde smiled softly, now losing the attitude he had before in class.
"Why are you here so early?" Ciel asked, setting down his books on his bed and beginning to pull his coat off.
"Had nothing to do." The blonde replied as he stretched out across his bed that sat across from Ciel's.
"Really? You always have something to do." The blonde laughed at his roommate's comment and looked up at the ceiling before closing his eyes.
"Well I guess today is different." The blond leaned up all of a sudden after a few minutes and looked at the other boy. "Hey, remember that boy… Uh, Sebastian was his name, wasn't it? Do you know him?"
Ciel raised an eyebrow as he sat down across from the blonde. He shook his head.
"No, I don't think so. He just doesn't seem… I don't know. I just don't like him." Ciel felt kind of bad for lying for a split second.
"Really? I think he's pretty cool. We were going to hang out after class, you know. 'Cause he sits in front of you and we started talkin' and shitbut then he said he had to look for someone or something."
"Uhm, Jenkins, why wasn't he in our class last year? I mean, the girls knew who he was."
"Don't know. I think he was held back. He was a senior last year, I know that much." Sebastian being held back? Ciel laughed inwardly before lying down.
"I think I'll transfer to AP Health tomorrow."
"Because of Sebastian?"
"No, just because I don't think regular Health is really teaching me anything new. I already know all the crap Mrs. Ericson teaches us."
"Eh… Well go ahead, I don't care."
"Okay." And it was then that silence filled the room, Jenkins fell asleep after a few minutes still in his uniform and Ciel stayed awake with his eyes closed, trying to remember the day's events. Once he began to feel sleepy, he hoped that he'd fall asleep and never wake up.
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The next morning he woke up to a screeching sound. His eyes slowly slid open just to close again because of the light. He sat up and rubbed his eyes then opened them again and looked around. Jenkins sat in a corner and was scratching at his desk.
"What the fuck are you doing?"
"You know, Mikhail, this school is bull shit!" The blonde stood up from his ex-position and walked over to Ciel.
"What do you mean?"
"It's SATURDAY and they're having us go to Spanish class for an hour because the teacher said we misbehaved yesterday. It doesn't make any sense!"
"What?! Like the whole class, or just you and I?"
"I have no fuckin' idea. But we have to get ready. I just noticed how late it is." The blonde ambled towards the bathroom and turned on the shower. Ciel sat there for a few minutes before he began getting ready. He knew what the day would bring, Jenkins may have been nice last night, but Spanish was the class Jenkins liked to insult Ciel to no end during.
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Short when it got down to the current situations, eh? xD Well, there's a reason.
I have nothing to say.
RandR if you want to.
Thank you for reading.
-Queerdo.
