~Sebastian's POV~

Sebastian pulled his bright red whistle out of his pocket, scanning his next class. It was Ciel's class yet again, but instead the boy had to suffer through gym class. Judging by how all the other students were taller and more muscular than the short and scrawny teen, Sebastian was glad that he was placed to teach this class to protect his master the best he could.

The main one that the demon was worried about was the red-head Hikaru Hitachiin. He could sense something strange about that kid since he first laid eyes on him and when his stench first graced his nostrils. Of course he only got even more suspicious after he lashed out at Ciel. It took all of Sebastian's willpower to not kill the spoiled rich kid on the spot, or to painfully devour his soul.

Sebastian cleared his throat, raising his hands as the adolescents quieted down. "Okay, class! Today you will be playing an old-fashioned game of dodgeball! You know the rules, you've been playing this since primary school. Now, pick your teams! Hikaru and Kaoru Hitachiin are the team leaders!"

"Yes, Sensei!" the students shouted, as Hikaru and Kaoru moved to opposite sides of the centre circle.

"You go first, brother," Kaoru said in a loving matter, obviously caring for his sibling despite the class dispute earlier.

Hikaru nodded, sneering coldly. "Fine then, I pick him." He pointed to a student that Sebastian wasn't fully acquainted with. The butler posing as a teacher couldn't understand that Japanese kid. Was he trying to be a bad boy? It was rumoured that ladies were into that kind of guy, but Sebastian thought that his attitude was ridiculous.

Kaoru pursed his lips, scanning the class until his eyes rested on Ciel. "I pick Shieru."

The devilish Hikaru burst into laughter. "HIM? Sheesh, you're going down, Kaoru."

The youngest twin let tears form in his eyes, as he covered his face with his slender-fingered hands. "But, Hikaru… Don't you have faith in me…?"

Hikaru sighed softly, his hand reaching out to Kaoru's chin. "I'm sorry, Kaoru, please forgive me."

Sebastian huffed. "Okay! Thant's enough now! Pick out the rest of the teams and let's begin!"

~Ciel's POV~

The game was on, and Ciel was glad that he was still alive.

The bloody older Japanese kids were murderous, Ciel wouldn't have been surprised if they ate the bodies of their victims for dinner with a cup of fresh blood in their afternoon tea. They probably had enough muscle to even take down Sebastian, his devil butler, in a dodgeball match.

Really the only thing that kept Ciel on his feet was his speed. Even though he didn't participate in much physical activity, he was used to having to run quickly over the years as the Queen's Guard Dog, and Sebastian helped him gain good reflexes for dangerous situations. Some of the other students weren't so lucky, however, as Sebastian had his back turned to the game trying to revive one student that had a bruise blossoming on his cheek and another that was knocked out.

How so? Hikaru, and his prime teammate, Saske Morinozuka. A distant cousin to the Host Club member Takashi 'Mori' Morinozuka, according to Kaoru. It was the two of them versus Hikaru and his partner, and the odds weren't necessarily in their favour.

"Shieru, look out!" Kaoru shouted, as Ciel snapped out of his daze and ducked in time for an incoming ball-of-terror-and-death, curtesy of Saske. They seemed to be targeting him in particular, but he couldn't tell if it was because of Hikaru's hatred of him or because he didn't want to hurt his brother.

Saske was cracking his knuckles, eyeing me like it time for my slaughter. I couldn't help but wonder if he was really human. If he was, he certainly wasn't from a rich kid community where they are taught to be gentle to girls and not to beat them with dodgeballs.

"Kaoru," Ciel called. "Let's g—"

A ball slammed into his stomach. He sat down hard on the gym floor, causing Hikaru and Saske to laugh hysterically. His eyesight became fuzzy, and he felt like a grim reaper just stabbed him with a death scythe. He didn't know that anyone but Sebastian could possibly throw that hard.

"Shieru, duck!" Kaoru yelled, saving me again as Ciel rolled away from a ball whizzing past me. It hit the back wall, creating a sound louder than Grelle's chainsaw.

"Hey!" Ciel scowled at Hikaru and Saske. "Are you trying to kill us?!"

Hikaru smirked at me, tilting his head while wearing an expression of pity. "What's wrong, Fantomuhaivu? Can't take a game of dodgeball, you stuck up nobleman?"

The way he sneered at Ciel sent a chill down both his and Kaoru's spine. Kaoru stood up, legs shaking as he looked at his brother directly in the eye. "Hikaru, what's gotten into you? You're usually so much calmer—"

"Deal with it, Kaoru," Hikaru interrupted him. "This is the real me, but you just didn't realize it 'til now!" He gripped the dodgeball in his two hands tightly, throwing straight at Kaoru, who was frozen on the spot in shock. Ciel wanted to call for Sebastian, but knew that it would just blow his cover.

Acting impulsively, he dashed in front of Kaoru, the comet of a ball hitting him square in the chest. He flew the length of the court and smacked into the back wall, sliding down the concrete bricks and slamming head on the ground, slipping into unconsciousness.