HAHAHA I'M BACK. Hello lovely people! I am so sorry for not uploading for a long while, but as I have mentioned, I had exams and all. I just finished my preliminary exams, and I would not be free from October onward. Sad T.T
But when I wasn't studying I was typing away, although I thought a lot about this story, because I have to constantly make references to previous chapters and the background information I have specifically created so that the characters stay true to their, erm, character. Haha.
Well, I really hope this story's up to expectations, because I haven't written in a while, so enjoy!
It was another boring day at school – Ciel got full marks for his Biology test, which seemed to upset Mr Spears, he ate his lunch which Joker always prepared for him early in the morning, Alois was disturbing him as usual… too normal, too boring.
Ciel's thoughts always seemed to wander back to his raven-haired senior, and seeing how his mind was too empty and hazy today – considering how boring the day was – he decided to just let his thoughts run free as he sat at his seat, completely not listening to class having read the entire textbook before school started.
Sebastian first appeared to him as a sex-craving beast who just wanted a taste of Ciel's ass, but after noticing his reaction when he saw Ciel's brand on his lower back, Ciel began to wonder if he actually knew what the brand meant. Slavery and disgust, Ciel thought, feeling repulsed at himself and a cold shiver ran down his spine.
To be honest, Ciel was not at all calm or reserved back at the infirmary the previous day. In fact, when he was zipping up his pants and coolly telling Sebastian off, his heart was thumping so loudly against his chest he was surprised Sebastian did not ask him about it. Not like it was his first time, neither was it his first time with a guy, but it was definitely a first that he actually enjoyed all the teasing and he was anticipating it…
No, what the fuck am I thinking, Ciel shook his head to throw the thought out.
Okay perhaps it was slightly enjoyable, Ciel persuaded himself. But he wouldn't deny the senior's kisses were hot.
And what was with the persistent asking yesterday? Perhaps he really was a victim, or maybe still is, Ciel thought, his head swarming with questions. He just had to clarify with the older male, or else it would bug him all day long, as it did the previous night. And he thought he would finally sleep peacefully without any of those horrible nightmares he usually had as he finally caught a glimpse of Joker before going to bed, but instead he dreamt of Sebastian, licking his earlobes tenderly and playfully, and woke up with his pants sticky and wet. Ugh, what is going on with me, Ciel shook slightly in disgust.
But indeed, he had to ask the older male why he was so persistent on the mark. The moment the class greeted the teacher Ciel headed off to find Sebastian. After a while of walking in no particular direction, he felt a tug at the hem of his shirt, and turned to see Alois gleefully following him around.
"You don't think I'll let you off for abandoning me right?" Alois smiled innocently, although his eyes were full of daggers and evil intents.
Ciel rolled his eyes. If he had his earphones with him right now he could plug out the annoying shrilly voice Alois was scolding him in…
Ciel stopped his aimless walking and began thinking; he had completely forgotten he did not have his earphones with him. Perhaps he could use it as an excuse to see Sebastian and as conveniently as possible question him.
Alois looked at Ciel, puzzled at his best friend's dazed look, and looped his arms through Ciel's, dragging him off to Claude's classroom, breaking Ciel's train of thoughts.
"Do you even know where I'm going, or what I'm going to do?"
"I'm just dragging you to my darling Claude's class. I'm guessing you want to see the other senior too right?" Alois asked coyly, surprising Ciel, who never thought Alois could be this sharp.
Alois mimicked Ciel's rolling of his eyes, and said, "You've been discluding me in many of your things recently, and I'm guessing there's been things occupying your tiny brain, and it's either something new that disrupts your daily boring life or it's that you didn't manage to get full marks for your test."
Ciel slapped Alois's head with his free hand and let Alois drag him around. Well, he could be smart and useful once in a while.
They walked to the senior section, where they could see more guys wearing long pants, and a few girls gazing at them, their faces a scarlet red. Apparently people know me here too, Ciel thought, although he was pretty sure it might have also been because Alois was looking at them with a cheeky and seductive smile, even though he was younger than anyone in this section.
"By the way, how do you know which is their class?"
"Claude told me, in case I was bored," Alois grinned as he clung onto Ciel, skipping forward. Perhaps one of the reasons why he didn't mind Alois clinging on to him and being so intimate was because he knew Alois was incapable of pouncing on him, but still he was so girly Ciel would roll his eyes thinking about it.
Alois slammed the doors open and said in a shrilly voice and with his free hand up in the air, "CLAUDE FAUSTUS."
Everyone in the classroom turned to the juniors, either surprised or annoyed. Ciel covered his face with his hands and muttered under his voice, "It's the exam period you fucking idiot…" Alois giggled knowingly, and with a gesture and a 'sorry' to the class, he looked around the room finding his beloved, who seemed to be nowhere in sight.
Suddenly, Ciel felt a warm hug from behind and the feel of lips on his ears, which whispered, "Come to see me, darling?" Ciel whipped his head around to see Sebastian smiling cunningly at him. Ciel tugged the senior's arms off him forcefully and purposely rolled his eyes at him, watching him as he crossed the room to his seat. Alois grabbed Sebastian's arm and asked, "Where's Claude?" Sebastian replied the washroom, and Alois sprinted to the nearest toilet, looking ready to unzip his pants, and leaving Ciel alone.
Ciel ruffled his hair and slowly edged towards the older male, unsure how to start of the conversation. Hey, tell me why you keep asking me questions; Hey, do you have the same problems as I do; What's going on! Is your personality this weird? He realised he must have looked weird just standing in front of Sebastian and looking deep in thought, and Sebastian looked at him, slightly puzzled.
"Let me guess, you're here to profess your love for me," Sebastian grinned.
Ciel rolled his eyes. "Earphones," he said nonchalantly, hoping to lead the conversation into his desired topic.
"Earphones?"
"Yeah, the one you took from me?"
"Oh..."
Ciel looked at Sebastian intently, slightly perturbed by Sebastian's sudden silence and the sly smile that came afterwards.
"And if I say I won't give it to you?"
"What?"
"What would you do if I won't give it to you?"
Ciel froze for a moment; this was definitely not how he thought the conversation would turn out. He didn't know how to answer, and suddenly felt that it was a waste of his time coming to his class, and turned to walk out, angry that he seemed to be being made fun of.
"Alright, alright, I'll give them to you!" Sebastian raised his hands in defeat. The younger male turned his head, unsure what to do now.
"I'll give them to you, if you meet me after school in the music room, okay?"
He had to go to the forsaken part of the school to get his earphones? Ciel squinted at Sebastian suspiciously, but he knew he had difficulty dealing with people like the raven-haired individual or perhaps hot people in general, and continued to walk out as nonchalantly as possible, weighing in his mind the consequences if he went.
Alois slammed the washroom door wide open enthusiastically and yelled out in a pretentiously sweet voice, "Oh Claude!" He spotted the older male washing his hands and turning to see the younger male, looking not at all surprised.
Alois jumped in glee at the sight of the handsome bespectacled man and skipped towards him, acting like a total girl, and jumping onto him, his arms around the senior's neck. He nuzzled his head on Claude's neck and clung on like a monkey on a tree. A handsome tree. Another student who was washing his hands as well looked at them with his face full of disgust and quickly exited the washroom.
Claude's face was, as usual, quite straight. Straight as in, not in surprise, happiness, annoyance, anger, embarrassment, but just, straight. It was like nonchalance with a pinch of interest. He pushed up his spectacles and coughed slightly, before walking effortlessly with Alois's entire being wrapped around his upper body into a cubicle and shutting it, as he guessed what the younger male wanted and rather not make a scene.
Alois excitedly looked up at the nonchalant face, and licked his lips. He brought his head closer to Claude's ear and whispered ferociously, "Let's do it!"
Claude easily peeled Alois's arms and legs off him and settled him like a baby on the top of the toilet bowl cover. "Are you always in heat?"
"Aren't you as well?" Alois retorted, a grin spreading across his face. "Isn't that why you accepted me?" Alois eagerly started fumbling at Claude's belt buckle, looking like a little kid finding his hidden candy.
Claude chuckled and pushed his hair back with his hand, and sighed, "Well, I was bored and thought I could use some entertainment."
"Good sex is good sex, doesn't matter the motives or intentions," Alois said in a sing-song voice, and gave a soft exclamation of 'ah!" when he finally removed the buckle and the belt. But Claude suddenly took Alois by the shoulder and ferociously slammed him onto the side wall, and Alois winced, although it wasn't exactly painful because he had worse. As he was about to question Claude, Claude forcefully pressed a kiss onto Alois's lips, as if devouring him, driving his tongue in and expertly moving his mouth. Alois groaned with pleasure and instinctively placed his arms around the older male, who was biting on Alois's bottom lip.
Claude trailed his tongue from the junior's lips, over his cheeks, and then to his ear, nibbling it and circling his tongue over and over, and he whispered ever so softly, "I'm the one in charge here." Alois shivered and was completely aroused by his seductive words, and his defenses – if he had any – fell, giving up to the older male.
Claude gave a smile of satisfaction when he heard the younger moan slightly, and he continued to kiss Alois on the lips, their lips audibly smacking as Claude proceeded to roll his tongue in and out of the junior's mouth, playing with his tongue – sometimes gentle, and then suddenly rough. Alois could only think of… well he wasn't even thinking in fact; his mind was going haywire at the pure ecstasy he was receiving, and he could feel his pants tightening. He couldn't wait any longer and pulled away from Claude reluctantly. He grabbed Claude's hand and placed it on his growing erection, and pleaded with his eyes.
But Claude looked unmoved, and grabbed both of Alois's hands, pinning them onto the wall and suddenly biting Alois's neck. Alois whimpered, upset that his erection was growing bigger and more unbearable, and that Claude was torturing him so slowly and so sensually, he didn't know what he was feeling anymore. In the infirmary Alois was the one who initiated the sex – or perhaps it was Claude who had let him do it – and so Alois was surprised at the change.
Claude licked the bitten area and looked up from Alois's neck, and was turned on by Alois's moans and the look of complete surrender on his face, a complete seduction. He slowly released one of Alois's hands and slowly trailed his finger across the younger male's erection, and Alois let out a small whimper, his voice full of pleads to just fuck him already.
Claude chuckled, and as if they had all the time in the world, started to unbutton Alois's shirt with his other hand, and started to trail tiny circles around Alois's pink and pretty nipples. Alois bit his lip; he wanted Claude to just stop torturing him so slowly and to do him, but the torture was so satisfying he couldn't stop Claude. Claude tugged at one nipple with his mouth, sucking and dragging his tongue over it, while the other hand slowly and cautiously unbuckled Alois's belt so that Alois would not notice. Sure enough, Alois was writhing with pleasure as Claude expertly sucked on his nipple and used his other hand to slide it down his chest, massaging first at the other nipple, and then to his sides.
And then, Claude suddenly drove his hand into Alois's unbuckled pants and grabbed Alois's dick, running it up and down so fast Alois exclaimed in surprise. Alois huffed and wrapped his arms around Claude's neck, and cried out, "Not so fast!" but obviously Claude ignored it. Claude was in charge, and he was not going to bend to anyone's pleas or cries, even if the person was extremely cute.
Claude went fast, and then slow, deliberately trailing his fingers round and round, and then he would suddenly bring his face close to Alois's and kiss him. Alois was dragged along to Claude's pace. Never has he been led like this before; usually Alois would be the one leading even though he was the bottom, as he would seduce his partner to give him what he wanted. But this man was intentionally not doing so, and Alois wasn't sure whether he hated not being in control for once, or liked the fact that he didn't have to, and moaned as Claude pressed his lips against his.
Just as he was about to come, Claude removed his hand from Alois's shaft. Alois was about to complain, when Claude pushed Alois's head down such that he was on his knees, and facing an enormously erect dick right in front of him.
"Now you can suck it," Claude smirked.
Alois obediently placed his mouth over the warm dick, and started to move his head back and forth, as he had always done, although this time he did it willingly. He used his fingers to play with the senior's scrotum, and looked up to see Claude perspiring, his fingers digging into Alois's hair. Alois used his own hand to rub his shaft up and down, groaning as the excitement rose in him.
Claude gazed at Alois under his half lidded eyes, and could tell that the boy was about to come, and so swiftly grabbed the junior by his collar and again slamming him onto the cubicle door, his back facing Claude. Claude smirked at Alois's confused and frustrated look. He licked his fingers and probed at Alois's hole, before putting in a finger and massaging the insides.
"How loose, this slutty hole of yours," Claude chuckled as he inserted two more fingers.
"Ahh… Stop teasing it and put it in!" Alois turned his head to look back, and that one expression of flushed cheeks and wet lips immediately turned Claude on, and Claude shoved his hot dick inside, earning a highly lustful 'Ah~' from Alois, and he began to move vigorously, causing much pain and pleasure to Alois, who could only mumble incoherently as he drowned in eternal bliss. Good sex really does blow your mind away, especially when you just had the most horrible sex the previous night, Alois thought.
"Your hole is clenching real tight around my dick," Claude chuckled, and although trying to maintain his cool demeanor, his profuse sweating and short breaths gave him away that he was enjoying himself as well, and continued to move ferociously until he came.
Alois gave a small shrill of delight as he was being filled up, and he himself came at the same time. He giggled as he slid down the wall, completely satisfied.
"I'm gonna make you my favourite. I might even reduce the number of people I fuck with everyday just to fuck with you," Alois said slyly as he slowly turned around to face Claude, with his aching ass on the cool floor.
"I rather you go about your usual routine, I have no intention of having attachments of any kind with you or anyone," Claude said coolly as he zipped his pants and brushed it casually to rid of any prominent stains.
"C'mon, I'm not that kind of person too! But you gotta admit it was good sex right?" Alois chirped, and Claude smirked, which Alois thought was his way of giving approval.
"I have never encountered a kid with such a high sex drive," Claude said as he sat down on the toilet seat cover and crossed his legs and arms, now analyzing Alois from head to toe, or from head to knee, as Alois tucked his legs carelessly behind him.
"What can I say, I'm gifted," Alois replied coyly and fluttered his eyelids, although Claude could tell this younger male was just being a pretentious brat, and he snorted in response. Alois eyed the handsome male, and cautiously approached him on hands and knees, and sat with his back on one of the walls. He asked with curiosity dripping all over his voice, "You don't seem like the type of person who would indulge in such pleasures. Look at you, glasses and all. Such a deceiving look!"
"And you still approached me despite my deceiving looks?"
"Because you look hot? Duh?"
"Hm, so you say. I guess I have a high sex drive as well," Claude pondered upon his own words.
"So can we have sex next time?"
"This is your second time already, and you still bother asking when you jumped on me today." Claude pushed up his spectacles and stood up, sauntering to the cubicle door and unlocking it. As he opened the door, he turned back slightly and sighed, "Please be more discreet the next time." And he was gone.
Alois, on the other hand, not only completely filled with happiness with what he proclaimed to be the greatest sex he ever had, was squirming silently at the cool aura Claude was emitting, acting like a complete girl. He proceeded to hurriedly put on his clothes and to rush down to class to, hopefully, find Ciel and tell him all about it, although he doubt Ciel would be interested in it, seeing how he would always either stare into space and blank out when Alois was speaking or doze off.
Ciel stared hard at the doorknob, as if it would turn into scones or chocolate if he stared hard enough. What was he so afraid of? He was not afraid; it was just meeting a senior, in an abandoned part of the school, to extract some information out of the perverted older male, get his earphones back, and not getting ravaged. Nothing to be afraid of at all.
And anyway, he should be able to stand up for himself. He was not some weakling who would succumb so easily. He was Ciel Phantomhive, the son of the once most influential family in England, the one who succeeded in running away after being held captive for a year, and he was definitely not going to freak out over such a small matter.
"If you stare too long your pretty eyes are going to pop out," a deep silky voice caressed Ciel's left ear. Ciel slowly turned around, and as usual glared at the raven haired senior.
"Do you have to do that all the time?" Ciel muttered under his breath, absolutely not surprised by the, what he thought was, a surprise attack.
The older male chuckled – was it a common trait amongst handsome men to chuckle? – and reached out to turn the doorknob. "Shall we?"
Ciel rolled his eyes and walked in as Sebastian opened the door, with the older male following behind. The room was dusty and looked extremely moldy. Ciel made a face of disgust; he had this certain distaste for anything dirty, humans or any tangible objects alike. Well, except for Alois because Alois was just a stupid male bimbo.
The room had a dusty mini grand piano in the middle of the room, and a few other instruments lying either on the floor or against the walls. Ciel began to wonder how the music room became so forsaken, when he was brought back to the world by Sebastian's coughing.
"Oh, right, yes, my earphones, give them to me."
"I'm actually surprised you actually turned up. I thought you would be stubborn enough to not come," Sebastian commented, completely ignoring Ciel's demand as he leant on the door.
Ciel angered slightly, and he stretched his arm, his palms open. "Earphones. Give it to me."
But Sebastian grabbed his wrist and pulled him into an embrace, his arms around Ciel's waist and his face an inch away from the younger male's.
"Wha-"
Sebastian pressed his lips onto Ciel's and skillfully maneuvered his tongue into the junior's mouth. He smirked, and in between breaths he teased, "You don't really think I invited you here to just pass you your earphones do you?" Sebastian slowly removed Ciel's sweater and shirt, pleased that Ciel seemed to be enjoying it since he was showing no resistance.
But this was the moment Ciel was waiting for, and the moment his shirt came off, he used both of his hands to shove himself away until they were at least 2 metres apart. Sebastian looked at him puzzled, and Ciel turned around, pointing to the mark on his lower back.
"Do you know what this is?"
Sebastian stood there, completely dumbfounded at the question. He had not expected the junior to ask such a question, and he casually ruffled his hair and laughed, "What are you talking about!"
"You seemed to recognize it the previous time when you tried to fuck me," Ciel said coolly, turning back to face him. If Sebastian recognized it, perhaps he was being victimized as well. But if he weren't, how did he come to know of it?
"I think you're mistaken here, cutie. I asked you where you got that mark because it looked like a really cool tattoo. I actually thought of getting one similar to that."
Well, it didn't seem like that to me, Ciel thought, you sounded surprised when you found it. Ciel turned his face away, and then came to a decision. He stomped up towards the older male and demanded fiercely, "Take off your shirt."
Sebastian chuckled, "Ooh, feisty aren't you?" But Ciel had proceeded to unbutton Sebastian's uniform and ripped it from his body, checking from his neck to his back, but finding no traces of the mark that he had. Ciel didn't know whether to be relieved that Sebastian wasn't a victim, or suspicious that he might know what the mark was about.
"I'm leaving." Ciel picked up his shirt and sweater, and buttoned up his shirt as he walked out.
"And you think I would just let you?" Sebastian grabbed hold of Ciel's arm, his grip strong and hard to tear away, and he pushed Ciel to the ground, Ciel's chin hitting the floor. Ciel yelped in pain as Sebastian sat on top of him, and he felt his pants being pulled down, and Sebastian began to put in a finger into his hole.
No, no, no, no…
"You're not as tight as I thought it would be, not a virgin anymore eh?" he heard Sebastian chortle, and no matter how much Ciel struggled, his efforts were futile as Sebastian pinned his hands behind his back. No matter how determined he was to not let anyone lay a hand on him, no matter how many times he had promised himself never to fall prey to anyone again, it never seemed to work out.
Sebastian began to thrust his erect dick into the younger male's hole. Ciel clenched his teeth, unsure whether he was in pain or pleasure. Pleasure? Never, Ciel thought angrily, but unconsciously let out a moan as the senior hit the sweet spot over and over again. Sebastian leant in so that his chest was almost touching Ciel's back and his hand tilting Ciel's chin back.
"Don't look like you're in so much pain, little cutie. You're turning me on," Sebastian said in his deep sex-filled voice, and slowly dragged his tongue from the younger male's ear to his cheek, and then to his lips, slowly biting and sucking his lower lip. "I'm pretty sure it feels good."
Ciel shivered as he was slowly drawn in, and was about to close his eye and give up. And then he felt the string holding his medical eye patch together fall to the side of his face.
"Such an ugly eye patch to cover part of your pretty face, I wonder what happened," the senior whispered against Ciel's lips, cautiously removing the cloth that covered his right eye. Ciel was suddenly brought back to his senses, and bit hard on Sebastian's lips until he tasted blood. Sebastian drew back in shock, and in that one moment of hesitation Ciel hurriedly yanked his hands out of the senior's grip and nimbly crawled out of Sebastian's hovering figure.
"And you're seriously going to leave me half done?" Sebastian chuckled with a pretentious disbelief, his crimson eyes gleaming.
"What the fuck do you want!" Ciel shouted across the room, quickly tying the strings together. That was a close call, he thought. No one had ever attempted to remove the patch, not Joker, not Alois, no one. And it was Ciel who had shown it to them after he had learnt he could trust them. And this fool thought he could drown me in what he calls goodness? Ridiculous.
"Easy there, baby! Oh well, I guess I have to take care of it myself," Sebastian looked sadly at his dick and reached out to jerk himself off.
"Fuck you, you know how disgusting I find you? And baby? Are you fucking serious?" Ciel fumbled with his pants and quickly stood up. He may have found it exciting in the beginning, and he perhaps thought it might have been okay for one second, but he was not going to be led around any longer. Besides, for the senior to be so eager to take off his eye patch… it seems really weird.
Sebastian chuckled, and began zipping up his pants. "Well, at least I know I'm not some wild animal who can't control his erections." He got up from the floor and sauntered towards Ciel, who was standing in the middle of the room, his arms and forehead crossed, obviously in deep thought. Sebastian contemplated taking him down again, but decided against it, seeing how it would definitely not fit the mood. He sighed, and settled himself onto the piano seat, looking up to the annoyed junior.
"So, would you mind telling me how you got-"
"Absolutely," Ciel interrupted. Ciel wanted to be the one who did the questioning, but since he obtained an answer which could not satisfy him but could not do anything about it, there was no point staying. "You never intended to give me back my earphones did you?"
Sebastian stared into space, as if he did not hear him, but turned to face Ciel was a smirk, "And you still came?"
"Because I had questions," Ciel snorted.
"Well, since I answered yours, answer mine then."
"I have no obligations to do so."
"Ooh, so insistent on not telling me huh. Something to hide?" Sebastian grinned.
Ciel's face flushed a deep red. True, it would be less obvious if he came up with a lie. People do tend to give up asking only by getting a reply anyway. How stubborn.
"Car accident. The window broke and scarred my eye, happy?" Ciel glared down at Sebastian, and without waiting for him to reply, strode to the door and forcefully opened it, and then slamming it shut.
Sebastian's smirks and smiles suddenly turned into a frown. A very irritated frown. "Not happy at all." He was so close. Perhaps he was too fast. After all, this task had gone on for far too long. He would usually get them done by a week. But this had gone on for at least a month. It would be much easier to just accept that Ciel was the one he had been looking for, but without the required evidence it would be meaningless. He ruffled his hair, completely drained. One day, he would tear away from this organization.
Ciel went straight home with Alois as usual clinging on to him. It was impressive and scary how Alois found him as he was walking out of the abandoned building with his bag all ready, and when Ciel asked him how Alois knew he was there, Alois shrugged and said, "I smelled sex in the air, and you always give out funny vibes." And Ciel spent the rest of the journey home trying to convince Alois that he definitely did not have sex, and that he did not give out funny vibes. Who in the world detects 'vibes' anyway? Wait, women do, according to books, Ciel came to a realization and rolled his eyes.
Even before stepping in, the smell of potato gravy and delicious chicken wafted into his nostrils, and he knew Joker was home. At least there was something to look forward to. His entire day was destroyed by that disgusting senior of his; to think that he actually let Sebastian put his dick inside; what was his thinking? Past memories started to surface in his mind, and Ciel shook his head to get rid of them. Never would he ever go near that bastard. Although Ciel didn't get satisfactory answers as to how he knew the mark on his body, he didn't care anymore. Nor did he give a damn about his earphones. It was an excuse anyway. If he ever got violated again Ciel would kill himself first before subjecting himself to such torture.
Ciel threw those thoughts to the back of his head and skipped into the kitchen, and as he expected, Joker was there, chopping up some carrots and other vegetables.
"I hate vegetables." Ciel stood next to Joker, screwing his face up to convince his guardian not to put it in the soup.
"Welcome back," Joker chuckled, and stuff a raw piece of carrot into Ciel's mouth.
"I hate vegetables," Ciel sulked, and obediently chewed it.
"Ba-ka, go set the table, wash up, and then we'll have dinner."
"Why is it that when you actually are home early you cook stuff I hate?"
"Do you hate chicken?"
"No! Those greenish leafy… oh never mind," Ciel sighed and took the cutleries and table cloth to the living room, setting them on the coffee table. Joker thought it would be a waste of space to have a dining room since there was only 2 people living in this house, and since the coffee table was relatively big, they would usually have their meals there.
Ciel went up to his bathroom and peeled his clothes off, stepping onto the cold floor and turning on the shower faucet. He scrubbed as hard as he could, determined to get rid of any signs of dirt, except there was nothing. Dirt, as in Sebastian's touches. He may have felt good the last time, but this time it went too far. He automatically touched his scarred eye, and had the temptation to just rip it out, although that sounded too far-fetched. But the scar was a constant reminder, and no matter how he tried to hide it, it would always be there.
There was a knock on the bathroom door. "Ciel? Are you okay?" Ciel heard Joker call out to him. He must have been in the water for too long. He stopped scrubbing and realised his entire body was red, and his wrists were bleeding slightly as well.
"Yeah, I'm fine! I'll be down soon!" Ciel called out, and turned off the faucet. He should stop thinking about it. How many years had it been?
Ciel dried himself and pulled on some fresh clothes. As he collected his uniform which was lying on the floor, a piece of black cloth slipped out of his pants' pocket. Ciel picked it up and looked at it curiously. It definitely wasn't his. A white flower was sewn on it, with red at the edges of the petal. Pretty, Ciel thought. Perhaps it's Sebastian's. May have slipped in when he was, erm, yeah. Ciel ruffled his hair and proceeded out. Whatever, it's not mine, and I have no intention of seeing him again, so I'll throw it away.
Ciel threw his uniform into the washing machine and the cloth into the waste basket underneath the sink in the kitchen, and helped Joker bring the dishes into the living room.
"What's that?" Joker referred to the cloth that he just threw.
"Rubbish," Ciel called out from the living room. "From a rubbish person," he muttered, slightly pissed off.
Joker noticed the black and white on the cloth and looked down to see what it was. His eyes grew wide as he took in the design on the cloth. Where in the world did Ciel…
Joker maintained his composure and settled down in the living room together with Ciel, who was reading a book while eating his chicken.
"That looks like a pretty cloth, where d'you get that?"
"Doesn't belong to me, some senior's," Ciel said between mouthfuls, his face looking like a chipmunk.
"Senior?"
"Think so, I was with him for the last half of the day."
"What's his name?"
Ciel turned to face Joker. People have been asking too many questions these days. But Joker must have some sort of valid reason, since it was Joker. "Why? It's just some random senior I met," Ciel said, wondering since when was Joker so inquisitive.
Joker chuckled, "Oh it's nothing, I just want to know more of your friends. I mean, Alois – was that his name? – can't be the only friend right? I would be seriously worried."
Ciel laughed; parents would be worried if Alois was anyone's friend. "It's just some guy called Sebastian Michaelis. Funny name huh?"
Joker froze for a moment. Sebastian? That Sebastian? In Ciel's school? Joker hissed softly in annoyance, and smiled at Ciel, "A funny name, indeed." It was time Joker be prepared. He had to first confirm it was the same person, but hearing his name indeed sent chills down his spine. For Ciel to be involved with him was quite a serious matter, so he had to find out what was his business. But no way would he let Ciel fall prey to him, or that fucked up organization. He had to call Anne as well. To think that I could actually peacefully lead my life, Joker sighed, and continued to munch on his carrots.
JOKERRR. For some reason I am madly obsessed with him. So I shall glorify him in this story and make him look extremely hot. Okay I'm joking, the story wouldn't be interesting if I did that ):
I hope the story was good ^^ I apologise if it did not meet to expectations, but please review and tell me your opinions. Thank you so much for reading! The next story won't be out so soon thanks to me hectic life, but I'll try to write whenever I can!
Thanks again lovely people!
