A/N: (More like Author's Really Long Letter…) It seems that we need to have a little chat. I cannot stress enough the indescribable feeling of accomplishment authors get when they get a lot of reviews! SO REVIEW! And to the people that have been reviewing, thank you so much! I literally stalk the story stats and refresh every five minutes to see if I got more….aha…anyways! This chapter follows the actual thing REAALLY closely since it's sort of a crucial aspect of the plot, (deal with it) but after this it's going to separate from the actual "Twilight" thing a bit more so this cracular-fic won't be a rewrite of Twilight. Yes I just made that word up. OK it's reading time now.
Bard's musings drifted in and out of Ciel's ears as he made his way to his biology seat. Sebastian's eyes were a gentle maroon shade today, a stark contrast from the blackness that inhabited them days before.
"Hello…" The deep seductive voice caused Ciel to turn towards the older teen instantly. "I apologize in regards to the other day. I was…rather preoccupied with something. I'm Sebastian Michaelis, and you're Ciel Phantomhive; if I'm not mistaken." It wasn't a question.
As his cerulean eyes lingered over Sebastian's face, Ciel called upon every ounce of his willpower to keep from stuttering. "Y-yes." He had failed himself miserably. A microscope was slapped onto the lab table in front of his face.
"Phantomhive, please try your best to pay attention. You and Michaelis will be completing this lab today, even if it requires extra time in detention." The teacher's eyebrows rose with warning.
Sebastian turned to the teacher, saving the younger boy from answering. "I assure you sir, completing this lab within the required class time will not be a problem." He smiled, flashing an immaculate row of pearly white teeth.
Even the teacher was taken aback by the impeccable nature of the boy, and simply nodded before leaving the pair alone to do the lab.
"This one is an anaphase." Sebastian started, wasting no time with the lab.
"How did you conclude that so fast? Let me see." Ciel leaned over to Sebastian's side of the desk, accidentally breathing in his intoxicating scent. Mmm…he smells so…A light blush decorated his cheeks ever so faintly, and a forced cough from the older boy set his mind in the right direction. What am I thinking! This is so awkward! Ciel argued with himself inwardly as he returned to his side and clenched his hands into fists to reprimand his thought process. He grabbed the microscope from Sebastian and stared into it, still somewhat flustered. This lab was the same exact one he had done last year at his old school. "Yeah, you're right." He changed the slides. "And this is prophase."
Thin lips curled into an attractive grin as Sebastian held out a hand, asking silently for the microscope so he could affirm Ciel's assumption. "What do you know. You're right." The microscope was gently pushed to Ciel's side once again, and Sebastian smiled at the boy's snide comment.
"Of course I am."
"So. What's your favorite class so far?" Jet-black hair shielded the intrigue in Sebastian's eyes as he questioned the new kid.
Speaking about Arizona, Washington, and the contrasting weather between the two states was tiring for the boy, and he couldn't even count on his fingers and toes how many students asked him the same redundant question. So, when Sebastian had made himself stand out with such a unique question - compared to the others - it was a welcome change. Nevertheless, it was a question centered on his least favorite topic. "Can we not talk about school…?"
"Okay then. What would you like to talk about instead?"
"Let's talk about you…" Ciel's voice trailed off as he tapped his finger on the desk and stared at the stone tabletop. "Where were you this week?" He mumbled.
"You noticed?" Sebastian raised a dark brown in amusement. When the boy nodded, he grinned and sat forward in his seat. "I was sick."
"I don't buy that." What did I just say? "I mean…you seem to have recovered too fast, that's all."
"You're right." Sebastian stared out the window into the heavy precipitation then turned to face his lab partner. "My guardians let me skip."
The extremely honest comment made Ciel's eye widen. "No way! Why'd they do that?" He whispered, turning to meet his classmate's alluring eyes. Just then, the bell rang and the students began to pack up. Ciel was about to follow Bard and Finny out of the room, but out of a small tinge of unpredictability, decided to walk with Sebastian instead.
"Long story." The black haired student stood, surprising Ciel with his height, and walked alongside him down the hallway. His muscles weren't easily concealed by the fitted shirt he wore, and he caught the younger boy staring with what he figured was jealousy. "What about you, then? Where were you before you wound up in this rain-storm of a town?"
There they were again; Sebastian's soul-ravaging eyes, staring straight through him. "I…" Ciel started, but was denied a response as the class bell rang, causing Sebastian to smile and retreat down the hallway without so much as a goodbye. The teen stood alone against the lockers, mesmerized, as all the students left for class. The lewdness of the late bell in his ear accompanied by the silence of the empty hallway brought him back to reality yet again. "SHIT!" He cursed, kicking a booted foot into an unsuspecting locker. "That damned guy…" Every time he was in the same room as the student, he would turn into a complete loser. This Sebastian character must have some impractical ability to turn people into mindless idiotssomething. Ciel snickered in denial at his comment and headed to class after flipping his hood up and shoving a hand roughly into his pocket.
"Finally! The day's over!" Bard walked out of the double doors, stretching as he purposely blocked his friends from exiting the building.
"Hey, watch it!" Mei attempted to shove past the blonde's athletic frame.
"Aw, come on Bardroy." Finny pleaded. When the ripped blonde started flexing his muscles in front of the doorway, Finny shoved an impatient arm into Bard's back that sent him tumbling down the stairs.
Lizzy squeaked as she saw the well-built blonde lying in a heap at the bottom of the stairs. "You okaaaaaay?" She called innocently.
"Finny, I'm GOING TO KILL YOU!" Bard roared once he stood up.
"Ruuuunnnn!" Mei squawked as she grabbed Elizabeth and Finny and took off past the aching Bardroy into the parking lot.
Ciel heard the loud giggles echoing through the otherwise calm parking lot as he searched for his keys in each of his pockets. He found his music player and put the ear buds in, then continued to search for the elusive keys.
The teens from India were standing across the lot with the other members of Sebastian's group, chatting softly to each other about this and that while the red-eyed male stood propped up against his shining black sports car. He wondered what his lab partner could be looking for so hopelessly before the ear-shattering screech of tires against asphalt alerted him to a blue van. The car was reeling across the parking lot as it headed straight for Ciel.
Where are these damn keys? I know I had them somewhere earlier…Ciel's face was completely engulfed by his backpack as he rummaged through books and pens for the key to leaving that horrid school for the day. He heard a screech and dismissed it as his earphones going bad until he heard a horn honk wildly. Taking his head out of his bag to see what was happening, Ciel turned towards the ruckus and went completely rigid as his legs were frozen to the ground. Abberline's blue van was coming straight for him.
In a split second, he felt himself being pulled down by something large and he was sure he had been hit. SLAM! He heard the sound of bending metal, presumably the van curling around his already paralyzed body and sandwiching him against his red truck. When he finally opened his eyes, he was amazed to see at least an arms length of space between himself and the two cars. But then…what happened? Ciel brought his eyes up to witness the perplexing sight of a pale muscular arm holding the van away from him. A considerable dent was made from the impact. No human could have stopped a car…His deep blue eye followed the milky skin up the arm, and the teen was completely flabbergasted when he saw whom that hand belonged to. Oh shit! Sebastian!
Crimson eyes peered into azure irises once again, and the older teen looked just as shocked as Ciel was, if not more. Slowly, Sebastian stood and leapt out from between the cars to run away.
Soon enough, every student and staff member in the school was crowded around the two cars as they all rushed to see if the new kid had survived the calamity.
Abberline leaned towards Ciel from his car window, a steady stream of blood pulsing from his brown locks and onto his pale forehead. "Oh my god! Ciel Phantomhive! I'm so sorry! I- I don't know what happened!"
"Ciel! Are you okay? Where does it hurt?" Lizzy screamed.
Mei, Bard, and Finny followed soon after, questioning Ciel about half-a-million things. The blue-haired teen refrained from answering any questions. He simply rose and searched the crowd for his savior, who was nowhere to be found. Ciel only stopped searching when he heard a soft clinking that managed to be heard over the din of students screaming at him. The boy leaned over and picked up the objects, realizing they had fallen out of his music player's case. "Ah, there are my keys." He said, and then collapsed onto Mei as blood trickled from the back of his head.
Vincent Phantomhive burst through the hospital doors into his son's shared room and surpassed all the other children in a b-line for Ciel.
"I'm soooorrrryyy!" Fred Abberline cried, reaching out a blood stained hand to Ciel. "Forgive me!"
What a fool. The boy thought, but nodded nonetheless. He spotted his father rushing towards him and groaned, knowing full well that Vincent had already told his apprehensive mother. "Hey, Vincent."
"Young man, I thought I told you to be careful!" The dark hair around Vincent's face did nothing to hide the agitation and concern that littered his expression. "Are you feeling alright?" He pressed a hand to Ciel's forehead, earning a pained groan.
"Ow…I'll be fine." Ciel lifted his left eye and looked towards his doctor. The angelic yet angular face of the man reminded him of Sebastian in some way, although the two did not truly resemble each other. They were complete opposites, in fact, besides the extremely pristine features. Dr. Ash had snow white hair - although he did not look a day over twenty-nine - and soft amethyst eyes that were a stark contrast from Sebastian's smoldering irises.
"Dr. Ash, good to see you again. Is my Ciel okay?" Vincent asked, shaking hands with the strikingly handsome doctor.
"Mr. Phantomhive," Ash started, smiling warmly. "Ciel's fine. He had a slight abrasion to the back of the head but with the medicine I gave him it will heal in no time. He's good to go home now."
"Thank God." The father let out a giant sigh and patted his son's shoulder.
"It could've been much worse if Sebastian wasn't there to save me." The words slipped out of Ciel's mouth unconsciously.
"Your son was there?" Vincent's eyes widened.
"Sebastian's your son?" Ciel questioned, but stopped trying to comprehend the relationship immediately as his injury throbbed.
"You could say he's my adopted son." Ash laughed, then clicked his pen across the medical chart. "You're good to go, Ciel. Don't hesitate to call the hospital if you experience any problems."
"Thanks." Vincent and Ciel replied simultaneously.
The worried father helped the blue haired teen off the stretcher and the two walked out of the doors together. "I uh…called you mother. So you might want to give her a ring to tell her you're still alive."
"Thanks dad." An azure eye rolled as Ciel spat sarcastically.
"Isn't that Ash's kid?" Vincent mentioned, pointing subtly at Sebastian who was only a ways off with his friends.
"Yeah. I'm gonna go thank him for saving my ass."
"…Okay. Oh, hey, watch your language Ciel!" Vincent brought a finger to his lips. "That's what dads are supposed to say, right?" It had been a while since Ciel was in his care, and in all honesty his parenting skills were wearing thin.
"Sure. Well, I'll meet you at home, kay? Thanks for worrying about me." Ciel walked towards the black-haired teen, not even bothering to glance back at his father.
"See ya." The floor squeaked as Vincent turned on his heel to head in the other direction.
Hiding behind a wall, Ciel waited patiently while he listened to the conversation that was conspiring between Sebastian and the male from China. Lao paused, seeing Ciel's unmistakable blue hair protruding from the wall. He motioned to the wall and Sebastian gracefully made his way over.
"I can see you, you know." Sebastian teased with a grin.
"I knew that…" The teen trailed off, shoving a hand into his tight pocket and turned to in the general direction of Sebastian's voice. "I came to thank you for saving me. I would've probably been dead right now if it weren't for you so…. you know…. thanks and all that." Ciel couldn't bring himself to look into those eyes again.
"Don't thank me, I didn't do anything for you."
"What do you mean!" He had to risk it to see if the older boy's expression hinted at a joke. As his eye analyzed Sebastian's face, Ciel found that it was completely serious. "I saw you, with this eye." He pointed to his large blue eyeball. "How did you get to me that fast anyway…"
"I didn't. I was standing right next to you the whole time."
"Were not."
"Was too." Sebastian grinned at how childish his words sounded, and his thin lips erupted into a full-blown smile once he saw how much the pouting Ciel looked like a child.
"Either way…thank you." The boy said again, turning away and propping his booted foot up on the wall. He saw Sebastian nod out of the corner of his eye. Ha. I win.Ciel thought to himself.
"I have to go." The muscular teen adjusted his leather jacket and waltzed down the hallway, leaving Ciel without reasoning.
"Bye, I guess…" The younger boy trailed off, and then shook his head vigorously when he realized he was talking to himself. I swear! This guy is so irritating! He told his mind, but it didn't believe a single word.
When Ciel had gotten home, Vincent had wanted to keep him from going to school the next day in fear that the boy would end up in the hospital again. Although Ciel had explained that he would most likely still get hurt even if he lived out the remainder of his life in a padded cell, Vincent was skeptical. The boy's mother had been worse.
"Seriously, Ciel I mean it!" Rachel's usually light tone came across as remarkably stern when she used her mom-voice.
"There's no way I can avoid going to the parking lot for an entire year. That's ridiculous." His mother had been pestering him with random absurdities for half an hour now, and the boy was tempted to simply hang up. If I leave in the middle of a sentence I can just tell her my phone died when she calls back tomorrow…his pale finger inched towards the end button as he formulated a completely unrelated - but much needed - exit phrase.
"OH! Wait, before I forget," She interrupted, and Ciel slapped his palm against his face as he felt another half-hour rant coming on.
"Mom! I gotta go. School tomorrow, remember? …Love you. Bye." Silence caressed the boy like a fleece blanket as he finally pressed the end button and sighed with relief. "Thank God that's over with…" He flinched when his phone vibrated; it was a text from Rachel.
"Ok, ok. I was just going 2 say that u should probably e-mail Grammy…I sort of told her what happened 2day. Luv u!"
A small whine escaped his lips as he imagined whom else his parents told about the incident. "SERIOUSLY?" Ciel couldn't believe it; his family was insane.
"You okay?" He heard Vincent call from his room down the hall.
"Yeah. Night!" Apparently he would have to deal with this continuous monitoring from his family longer than he had expected.
It was almost one in the morning, and as Ciel blankly surveyed his ceiling again, his unconsciousness overflowed with Sebastian's presumably super-human arm. What kind of drugs was this guy taking? Ciel thought there could be no other explanation. It has to be that. Or else, he's a sub-human species. He laughed out loud at that last thought; Sebastian Michaelis was definitely human. Or, was he?
A/N: Like the answer to that question couldn't get any more obvious. Sowwieeee that chapter screamed rewrite…. but Hell. It's going to get better. And hey, it's not my fault Ciel thinks rude things and curses like a sailor. Oh, by the way, I got a new one for you guys: What kind of horse is good at poetry? Edgar Allan Pony! Ahaahaha! Ok. REVIEW! Bye.
