Chapter 2

okay guy, chapter 2! I hope you guys like this and I want to say that I don't own Black Butler/Kuroshitsuji or Phantom of the Opera! Shame that I don't though... Oh well 3 people are great anyway. AAAAANyway, enjoy!

-TLE


The show that evening was nothing less than extravagant, and the events surely interesting. Ciel worked harder than anyone in the house that night, cramming what he needed to know into his head, and expelling it beautifully on stage. The cast and crew were in awe at his dedication and talent, complimenting him throughout rehearsals. Of course, there were the few who gave him hell for taking Grell's spotlight, but they consisted mostly of his old posse. When the night came around the butterflies in Ciel's stomach became violent, as he paced across left stage. His hands shook and his heart beat fast. All attempts at composing himself were in vain… until he was granted an unexpected visit. About fifteen minutes before ShowTime Ciel was paid a visit by no other than The Viscount de Faustus… or to Ciel, Claude. "Well if it isn't my Little Lottie" Claude said, walking out of the shadows, causing Ciel to jump. "Claude!" He scowled halfheartedly at the man, "You scared me, you ass!" Claude crossed his arms at the insult. "Is that any way to treat an old friend?" Ciel's scowl disappeared and he gave Claude a small smile. "I missed you so much, Claude. I didn't think I'd see you again. " Ciel said, a light blush dusting across his face. There weren't many people Ciel let into his heart, but Claude was one of them. They had known each other for a long while, since before Ciel knew how to speak. When they we're younger they we're inseparable, practically attached at the hip. Unfortunately after Ciel's parents died he was sent to live in Paris with his cousins and to study dance, causing him to be separated from Claude for the first time in his life.

Ciel looked at Claude and his heart fluttered. He looks so different… but a good different. And Ciel was right, it certainly was a good different. Claude had grown up to be an exceptionally handsome man, his ink black hair styled nice, his beautiful amber eyes framed by a pair of stylish glasses. His lips, his cheek bones, simply perfection. And then there was his body. A body that could only be sculpted by the gods themselves. Perfectly toned and strong, like he worked outside often, but not so muscular that they would crush someone who was surrounded by them. Claude, in all, was perfect… to Ciel, at least. Claude came closer to Ciel and put his hand on his cheek, rubbing his finger across it. "And I've missed you. I was surprised to find you here, I never expected you to be working in an Opera house. But I suppose it's suiting considering how much you loved to sing and dance when we were small" He said with a laugh. Ciel smiled at that, rubbing his face into Claude's palm. "Hmm, yes. I always was the more artistic one of us, wasn't I ?" Claude scoffed at that comment, "Hey, I think you're forgetting. I dance too!" Ciel rolled his eyes. "Oh yes, Tap dance. How graceful." He retorted sarcastically, causing Claude to smirk. "Ah, now there's my dear Ciel. The boy with the sarcastic tongue.", Claude paused, "The boy I fell in love with." Ciel's eyes went wide, and he gave a little gasp. "C-Claude?" He didn't know what to say. "We were so young… but I could never get you out of my head. Im not going to rush anything, I promise you that. But one day I do intend on marrying you… if you'll let me, that is." Claude said, quietly, moving his face closer to Ciel's,
his eyes glancing at his rosy lips. "I would… I would be honored." Ciel whispered, closing the space in between their lips. The kiss was hot and desperate. Claude pulled Ciel's body close to his, wrapping his arms around his small body and tangling his fingers in his hair. Ciel's mind was blank, letting lust take over his actions as he ran his tongue over Claude's bottom lip and giving it a small nip. Claude smiled at that and teasingly gave Ciel what he wanted. Claude slid his tongue against Ciel's, rubbing them together and exploring each other's mouths, memorizing every which-way of each other. The kiss was broken when a sound was heard above, the sound of cutting. Ciel and Claude broke apart to look up, surprised to see a sand bag falling their way. They separated quickly and jumped back as the sand bag landed right where they had been moments before. "Claude!", Ciel gasped," Are you alright?" He asked, panicked. Claude adjusted his glasses and nodded his head. "Yes I'm fine. Goodness, are the people here usually that irresponsible?", He grumbled, eyebrows furrowed, "Excuse me up there, be more careful, will you!" He called up to the catwalk. A lanky technician with a thick cockney accent called back," I'm sorry sir, but there's no one up here but me, and I didn't do it! If it wasn't me, it must've been a ghost! Or, a certain ghost in particular, that is." The techie said, cackling, his cigarette hanging loosely from his mouth. Claude shook his head and mumbled under his breath,"Tch, Ghost." Ciel bit his lip. "He's right. This place is haunted. At least, it's rumored to be. They call him the Opera Ghost. Unoriginal, if you ask me, but that's who he is. He causes problems for anyone who does something he doesn't like. Strange, he's never bothered me before…" He said, thoughtfully. "Ghosts don't exist, Ciel," Claude stated," Anyway, I'll see you after the show, alright?" He said, smiling. Ciel nodded and gave him a kiss goodbye, heading back to his place, all butterflies gone now.

The house was indeed full, more people we're there that night than there had been in a long time. When Ciel made his way on stage the audience was in a hush, curious as to who the new lead was. The music started up the opening song and Ciel began to sing. Not only did he sound beautiful, but he looked beautiful too. Dressed in a white and rose colored ball gown, curly hair extensions hanging from the sides of his head, and a cute hat to top it off, He looked, well, like a she. And he was gorgeous. The dress hugged his body and defined his natural curves, giving him a very sensual look, the makeup around his eye making his eye look bluer than it already had been, with hair covering up the other. You could practically see the people in the crowed drooling over the boy. The crowd was speechless by the end of the show. No one dared to make a noise as Ciel finished off the last song—no one wanted to ruin the magic his voice had brought. But then, as suddenly as the silence had started, the crowd jumped up and gave him a standing ovation, throwing roses on stage and clapping and screaming. This is undoubtedly the best feeling in the world, Ciel thought. He smiled and waved, tears welling up in his eyes as the curtains closed.

He headed backstage, wiping his eyes, a smile permanently etched onto his face and pride in his heart. I hope I made you proud, mother, father. "Ciel! Oh you did fantastic!" Alois squealed, jumping onto the smaller boy, who let out his breath at the weight of his friend. "T-thank you Alois, it means a lot." He said, taking in a deep breath. "Oh and the looks Claude was giving you! Oh come on, I'll tell you about it when we get to your room!" He said excitedly, pulling Ciel to his room. When they got there, there were already multiple bouquets of flowers sitting outside his door, but it was one flower in particular that caught his eye. It was a single black rose with a red ribbon tied in a bow around the stem. Ciel picked it up and gave it a smell, surprised at how sweet it turned out to be. Intoxicating, he thought, taking another deep breath of the flower. "Come on, let's go." Alois said, picking up some bouquets and bringing them inside.

They sat down on the couch, Alois helping get the hair extensions out of Ciels hair. "Now, as I was saying earlier, Claude was totally giving you the bedroom eyes, swear to god, he couldn't keep his eyes off of you." Ciel slapped Alois's arm,"Oh you stop that. You weren't even that close to him, you wouldn't know." Ciel said, lips pursed. Alois stopped what he was doing and put his hand on his hip. "Um, honey, I've been given that look more times than I can count. I think I'd know what it looks like. Honestly I'm a bit jealous it wasn't aimed at me." Alois teased, licking Ciels ear. Ciel wiped his ear in disgust,"First off, ew. That's gross. Whats up with you and your tongue?" Ciel asked, getting a shrug from Alois."Second, you stop that. Find your own piece of hot ass." He grumbled, sticking his tongue out. Alois growled at Ciel and continued fixing his hair, grumbling under his breath. There was a comfortable silence for a while before Ciel broke it with a strange question. "Alois, do you believe in angels?" Alois gave him a funny look, moving to face his front instead of the back of his head. "I guess not. I mean, not the ones with the shiny halos and the holy light, but I believe in angelic people. Why?" He asked. Ciel bit his lip hesitantly. "Well, you see. I think I have one. A guardian angel, I mean." Alois cocked his head. "A guardian angel?" Ciel nodded his head and went on to explain. "Yes, a guardian angel. Ever since I came to the opera house, someone's been, well, talking to me. I thought it was my father, at first, but it wasn't his voice, so I figure my father must have sent him for me, right? I mean, he always wanted the best for me, and this angel has been giving me the best. He's been protecting me from the people here, he's been helping me through hard times… and he's the one who taught me to sing. I didn't want to ay anything until now because I thought you'd think me crazy." He said, with a large breath of air. Alois took a moment, trying to process what Ciel had just said. "Well… you've got one thing right. I think you're crazy—" "Alois!" " What! Ciel, things like that don't happen. It had to have been your imagination. No one could possibly have been doing all those things." Alois said, matter of factly. Ciel's face turned red. "I know what I've heard! And I heard someone talking to me! And you can't say I haven't, because this has been happening ever since I got here, and it's only when I'm here!" He said, puffing his cheeks out angrily. Alois sighed. "Ciel—" "No. Don't. I thought I could confide in you. I guess I was wrong." He said, venomously. A pained look flitted across Alois's face as he started to say something. "I think you should go, Alois. I'm tired." Ciel interrupted. Alois waited another moment before getting up and heading for the door. "Goodnight, Ciel… You did great tonight." He said, walking out the door and closing it behind him.

Ciel sighed and started to undress himself, sliding the dress off his shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. He untied the back of the corset skillfully and pulled it off, tossing it on the couch before going to stand in front of his mirror. He stared at his naked reflection, feeling the indentations from the corset, and silently criticizing the things he didn't like. Like this eye, he thought, pulling on the tie of his eye patch, letting it slide off to reveal an unnatural Violet eye. "This eye that has caused me so much hate…" He said quietly. He stared at himself for a short while longer before tying his eye patch back up and putting on a silk robe. "Ciel~" a bodiless voice called, causing the boy to let out a squeak and jump around. "Oh, it's only you…" He said, a smile on his face. "I tried telling Alois about you. He didn't believe me. Called me crazy… I'm not crazy am I?" He asked quietly. The voice laughed. "No, my dear Ciel. You're not crazy. Im perfectly real." Ciel pursed his lips at that. "Then why am I not allowed to see you?" He asked. The voice was silent for a moment before replying. "You want to see me? Well, I guess it is about time… I'll show you who I am, dear boy. Just follow my voice. Follow my voice, my darling." The voice sang, seductively. Ciel did as he was told and followed the voice. Followed it to his mirror, and stood there before his mirror moved to reveal a tunnel. "Angel? Are you in there?" Ciel called. The angel called out from the darkness. "I'm here, Ciel, I'm right here. Just come to me."

So Ciel did.


Alllllright guys! Day two, chapter two! I like how this one came out, it was a lot of fun. I know Its slightly ClaudexCiel now, but its GOING TO BE SEBAXCIEL IN THE END. Although it's based off of Phantom, its not going to be the same…. Hence 'Based'. Anyway, thank you for reading, follow, favorite, review, request, and pleaseeee recommend! I really want people to read this J Thank you and Good night/Good morning/Good day!