A/N: Hola, yeah I know It's been forever! I have a good reason for that and it was because I was at the infamous BAND CAMP! God, it was hell. For 13 hours a day ugh! Never ever do band camp or at least not marching band camp. The band was playing Push it really loud in the band room and the people in the room across from us doing sports orientation could hear us XD
Back to the story, I was thinking and thinking and thinking and thinking about how the Kadar family could wiggle its way into this story, Well, I found out and you will probably figure it out next chapter. Also, a BIG apology to everyone who thought that Ciel would be getting his memories back this chapter but nope, nope, nope, no memories for Ciel.
THANKS SO MUCH FOR EVERYONE WHO READ AND REVIEWED I LOVE YOU ALL :D
WARNING: Give me a Y give me an A give me an O give me an I put it all together and what does it spell? YAOI
Disclaimer: Yo no own-o Kuroshitsuji-o!
I look to the chalk board hoping to ignore the stares and whispering.
"Mr. Phantomhive, Welcome to my class. I am Sebastian Michaelis, but you can call me Professor Michaelis." The teacher said sending a smile in my direction that made my heart race once more. I lower my head thinking why my chest clenched every time I look at him. I mean, he is beautiful. The most beautiful person I've ever met in my life. His hair is a sleek jet black, the back was cut short but his side bangs almost reached his shoulders. Thin eye brows, a sharp nose, a perfectly angled face, and pearly whites behind smooth lips. And his eyes, they were the color of the darkest red I've ever seen. Like red velvet cake. My mouth watered at the thought of cake. I love sweets so much but don't eat it in fear of getting fat… Did that make me sound like a girl or what?
"Now let's resume our lesson. As I was saying before, open your math books to chap-" The Professor was cut off by a ringtone I haven't heard since I was going through my Pokémon phase.
I look back to see the Professor standing in front of a blonde girl that had her hair in two pig tails searching her purse for the ringing device. I didn't hear what they were saying but I did see Blondie hand her phone to the Professor and the phone ringing again, then he crushed it in one swift movement. I gaped at his amazing strength and then was afraid for my life, turning in my seat I stared at the board once more, thankfully nobody was staring at me this time.
"Does anyone else wish, to interrupt my class again?"
"No sir." The class said in harmony including me. A tall figure towered next to me and I look up to find the Professor look down at me. "Don't fret. You will understand to working of this class very quickly." He put a finger to his perfect lips and I blushed for what seemed like the billionth time that class period.
"Chapter 3 lesson 4." I flinch as his overpowering voice once more filled the silent room. "I want numbers 10-50 done by the time I get back. Those who do not complete the assignment will have after-school detention."
And then I remember. "Umm, excuse me Professor Michaelis sir. I don't have a book yet." I say shyly trying to look somewhere other than his face but falling miserably when we make eye contact.
"Does anyone wish to share their book with Mr. Phantomhive?" My heart dropped in my stomach when I realized that every head was turned praying to God that they didn't have to share with me. It wasn't like I was going to bite somebody and give them rabies! "Fine. Then I will pick. Mr. Kadar, would you mind sharing your book with Mr. Phantomhive." I look to my left to see a young Indian boy trembling in anger, probably about having to share a book with me. I cast my head down trying to hide the obvious hurt on my face.
"No sir." He strained his voice. That was a bad idea.
"Are we going to have a problem today, Mr. Kadar?" I noticed how Professor Michaelis voice dropped low.
"No sir, Mr. Michaelis, sir." The Indian boy was shakily with a slight smile on his lips. Another bad idea.
The clocks ticking could be heard in this silence, from a mile away.
"Detention." Was the only answer that Professor Michaelis said before walking out of the room, leaving me at the mercy to everyone.
I looked at the Indian boy who was still staring angrily at the ground, hands in tight fists grinding his teeth together. "Well, what are you waiting for? Get your ass over here!" I was startled at first but then positioned my desk to be right beside his, putting the book in the middle of the crack so we could both see it.
This silence was defining but then I suddenly made the decision to try and make friends with this boy.
"What's your name?" I say with smile.
"Kadar. Adan Kadar." The boy said pushing the last name while narrowing his eyes at me.
"My name is Ciel Phantomhive." I hold out my hand for a handshake.
"I know." He snapped at me. I lower my hand to my side digging my manicured finger nails into my palm. Who the hell does he think he is? It's like he's mocking me! I've never done anything to him!
"Aww, what's wrong? The little brat got angry?" The prick said to me in a baby voice, setting his chin on his laced fingers that were sitting on the desk.
I tried my best not to get too agitated by his childish antics but was impossible when he reached his hand to my eye patch. "What's wrong with your eye anyways? Your parents didn't love you and tore out your disgusting blue eye?" He mocked at me.
I bitch slap his hand away from my eye stumbling out of my chair scowling at his words. "Shut your mouth, you don't know anything about me!" This was the wrong choice of words because it just made everyone else suspicious.
I was Adan lower his head and then snap it back up to scowl at me. "It's all your God damned fault! I hate you!" I tilted my head to the side at his words. What the hell was this git talking about? Me? At fault?
"What the bloody hell are you talking about I've never met you before in my life!" I look at him in anger when he lunged at me tackling me to the ground trying to get my eye patch off.
"Once I see for myself that you are the Ciel Phantomhive grandpa was talking about, I'm make sure your gone forever!" He whispered harshly to himself as he tried to yank my eye patch off.
Not again. This school will not like the last one. The humiliation. The anger. The hurt. Memories came rushing back to me and I got scared of falling into the same pit of despair again. I managed to kick Adan in his gut and ran towards the door before I was pushed back onto the teacher's desk. I started flailing my arms and legs violently to get the oaf off me and protecting my eye at the same time.
I didn't notice that there was a rather large group surrounding us chanting 'Fight! Fight! Fight!' until Professor Michaelis came into the room. Thank God too, he was about to grab the string of my eye patch.
"What is this rumpus?" Professor Michaelis yell to us making my flinch slightly.
I immediately spoke up. "Adan hit me!"
"Ciel invaded my personal bubble!" I immediately realized that it was the other way around and I seethed at the taller boy, knowing that he was trying to get the Professor on his side.
Then Professor Michaelis smiled evilly and I shuddered.
"Do you two know that you are violating two rules? One, no fighting and two, do not touch my desk" I felt my hear stutter and I hoped off the desk standing as straight as a pole.
'What is he going to do to me?' I thought, my palms sweating at the possibilities.
I saw the rest of the student slowly but surely walking back to their desks not wanting to get in trouble. Cowards. I felt the earth shift then when the Professor walked behind us and said. "Detention."
My jaw dropped. Detention on the first day? I wasn't even there for 2 hours yet and I already got detention.
"But I already have detention!" I saw Adan turn sharply in the corner of my eye and yell at the Professor. Geeze, this boy just loves to get himself into trouble.
Fine. Then you can have detention for a week." Professor Michaelis says to him obviously not in a good mood.
"God, Why do you hate me so fucking much?" He says and I turn my head to him. I can't believe he use that sort of language with the Professor. I saw his hand smack his mouth and instantly I thought. Smart boy.
"Parent conference. Tomorrow." I almost laugh out loud at his luck, but was quickly silenced when the professor craned my head up with his finger looking into my visible eye deeply. I stare back without fear. I never show my weakness not even to the Professor. "Detention. Today, in Professor William's classroom."
'At least I don't have a parent teacher conference' I thought to myself and then the bell rang.
Everyone got their book and started to leave ignoring me, except for a boy and a girl that looked exactly the same. The boy had foam green eyes with slightly curly blonde hair that almost went past his eyes but not quite. He had a very mature face looking more like a high schooler than a 7th grader. He, as well of many other boys, was about a foot taller than me. The girl on the other hand, was about my height if not a little taller, with very curly pig tails coming down to her shoulders, forest green eyes and a baby doll face. Both of them had porcelain skin almost rivaling mine.
"Hi, I'm Cassandra Middleford but you can call me Casey." Her voice was high pitched and a bit whiney but I knew I would have no choice but to get used to it.
"My name is Christian Middleford, but people usually call me Chris." His voice was very deep and manly, which I did not like at all since my voice was about two or three pitches lower than the girls.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Ciel Phantomhive, but people like to call me Ciel." I mimicked and both of them laughed.
"If you haven't noticed, we're twins." She said enthusiastically as I bent down to gather my things from the desk, not even bothering to move it back to its original spot.
"Really? I didn't notice." I said sarcastically. The twins chuckled and then the girl leaned into my face so we were staring eye to eye.
"So is it true?" She whispered and then the boy leaned in for the answer.
"Is what true?" I asked confused.
"You know, that you are the great grandson of the founder of the school!" I looked at her completely and utterly confused, staring to walk out of the classroom to my next class, the twins following.
"I don't know what the hell you're talking about. I just moved here from Wales a while ago and before that I was in America." I stated.
"But you look exactly like him!" They yelled in unison startling me. "And you have the same last and first name! That's definitely not a coincidence!" Casey said to me waging her finger in my face, which I didn't appreciate.
"Wait I thought he didn't have any kids though." Chris said with a questioning look on his face when we stopped in front of a giant portrait of a man in his low twenties, sitting on what looked to be a throne, wearing a regal outfit. He had an eye patch in the same place I had mine, and a shocking resemblance to me. I roam over the epically sized portrait in the middle of the hallway until I reached his hand which was resting on top of his crossed legs. There on his right hand thumb was my ring. It look exactly the same as mine. I grabbed the ring on my finger and started to panic stepping away from the portrait, when there was a shooting pain in my head. I clutched my skull but the pain just intensified until everything went black.
"Ciel." There was a faint voice. I looked around me to see red. Red surrounding me on the ground. Red dripping down my face. "Ciel." The voice grew louder as it walked towards me. It smiles. "You're mine now."
"Ciel!" I nearly fell off the bed as Casey yells my name in concern and starts to hug me. My head is still throbbing as I look around trying to figure out where I was.
"Where am I? What happened?" I asked my voice barely above a whisper.
"You're in the nurses office. You were looking at the portrait and then all of a sudden you passed out! We were so worried." Chris said holding my back, supporting me. "The nurse said that it was due to lack of sleep. Are you eating properly? How many hours are you sleeping a day?" I was then bombarded by questions from the twins mouth causing my headache to worsen.
"Okay, okay. That's enough with the questions. I think Mr. Phantomhive should rest a while. You may go back to your class." A feminine voice said entering behind the curtains. The twins noticeably deflated and slunk out the door with a simple "Bye Ciel." And "Get better."
"Well then Mr. Phantomhive if you would please sit up and drink this." She said handing me a glass of water. I automatically downed it, my throat feeling very dry and set it down on the stand next to me.
"Thanks Ms.-"
"Jane. Call me Jane." She said taking a seat in the chair next to me.
"Thank you Ms. Jane." I saw this time really getting a really good look at her. She had Long silver hair down to her waist, a small face with grey smiling eyes, glasses and huge breasts. I look away, blushing, noticing the very revealing outfit she has on. A skin tight white lab coat, unbuttoned at the top showing her bust and black lacey bra. Knee high, black leather stockings and black 5inch high heels.
"You should rest until school ends. I will call your teachers and tell them that you fainted and in the nurses office."
I muttered an "okay" and let myself descend back into darkness.
I woke to a loud bell, signaling the end of the school day, and then I remembered. Detention. "Aww, fuck." I said aloud and heard a faint "Language." Response from the nurse.
I opened the door and walked straight into the twins.
"Oh my God, Ciel! Are you okay? We heard you weren't in your classes for the rest of the day. We were so worried." Casey let the words flow like a waterfall out of her mouth.
"Yeah I'm fine. By the way would you two know where Professor William's classroom is?"
"Uhh…" The twins stared at each other exchanging worried looks. "Yeah, It's down the hall, first door on your left." Chris said to me. "And be careful. Professor William is pretty…mean, sometimes." Chris added and with that they walked away.
I wondered what they meant by that as I slowly made my way towards the classroom, taking in all the scenery.
I look at my ring as I start to turn the bend thinking, if him having my ring was just a coincidence or not. Am I really family with that guy in the portrait? That's not possible though because I remember growing up with mother and father and they never said anything about my great grandfather being a super rich dude who owned a freaking school! But I don't remember what happened before I was six years old. I stopped then at a door halting all of my thoughts up to now. I slowly open the door to see a tall man sitting in the upright position at the head of the room reading. He slowly turned his gaze to me, not looking to long before looking at the desk directly in front of his.
"Sit." He says to me, and I immediately obey sitting in the chair think that I would have to kill myself in I was in here with this tension for an hour. I pouted and slunk into my chair crossing my arms rebelliously.
I need to be out of here. I need to find out the truth and quickly. I need to talk to my parents. This situation needed to be attended to immediately. That cross dresser in red acted like he knew something. And there had to be some kind of material on the founder of this school in the library. I just have to find out. Curiosity was eating me up the moment Professor Michaelis stepped into the room.
Just then Professor William got up closing his book, walking past Professor Michaelis nodding. I widen my eyes at the two Professors nodding as if in some agreement. I started to panic as Professor Michaelis walked straight up to me. "Well, well Ciel. Getting caught on the first day I see."
I puff out my cheeks again and decided to ignore the snarky remark. I hear the Professor chuckle at something as he walked behind me placing his hands on my shoulders.
"Ciel." The voice sounded dangerously close to the one in my dream this morning. I crane my neck just in time to see the professor smiling, showing a deadly set of fangs and I went stiff. "I need you to remember." He whispered into my ear and I shuddered at the sensation. I felt a hand undoing the tie of my eye patch but I felt too weak to fight back right now. He removes his glove from his left hand bringing it to my scarred eye. "Remember back then. Remember us."
Then I felt a dull burning sensation in my eye faintly growing stronger. His mouth met my neck as he started suckling on my pulse, nipping occasionally. After that my body moved on its own, like it was natural. My breath hitched in my throat and my head tilted itself, exposing more or my neck.
His hands undid my coat and were travelling under my shirt meeting my perked nipples, rubbing them harshly, my body couldn't help but moan. His ungloved hand moved tantalizingly over my smooth stomach when his mouth worked its way down to my nipple. My body jerked, hips thrusting its clothed erection hoping to meet sweet friction, but was greeted with nothing.
"Patience, Young master. We wouldn't want to rush things now do we?" He moved his lips over my clenching and unclenching stomach.
My voice screamed. "Sebastian!"
He unbuttoned my shorts, pulling them down and tossing them aside. "Eager are we?" He chuckled darkly taking off his other glove.
I wanted… What did I want? To run away? To not look back and sue him for sexual harassment? Or more of the delicious torture? To have his tongue running underneath my shaft, his fingers in my ass finding my sweet spot and me moaning aloud for the world to hear? My body chose option two. My body spread its legs wide offering itself to the man. My hands threaded itself in his hair pushing his to my crotch, urging him to continue.
He brought his finger up to the tip or my still covered member, rubbing on it and my body threw it head back, panting hard. Oh God did I so want option two now. I whined uncontrollably trying to push his head to my hard prick.
I see his eyes glint with hunger as he practically tore off my boxers. Now standing proud was my small prick, leaking with pre-cum. He then suddenly shoved my penis in his mouth making me moan loudly, tightening my grip on his hair to hold his head in place for a moment. My legs start to twitch with anticipation as I slowly pull out of the hot cavern and thrust back in but my action were quickly stilled by the very skilled tongue swirling around my length.
"Ahh… Sebastian! Mmn, so go-oo-d!" I moaned saliva dripping from my mouth, sending trails down my stomach and to the wet hole surrounding my erection.
I felt my balls start to constrict and knew that I was about to come. His tongue unexpectedly licked the crease in my tip, hard, making me careen over the edge and shoot straight into his throat.
I controlled my breathing and the twitching of my body in about five minutes when my eye started to burn again, but this time it was harsher.
"Arghh!" I screamed in pain bringing my hands that were once threaded in Professor Michaelis hair and covering my eye.
I heard the man getting from his position on the ground to leaning over me smiling sinisterly.
"And it begins." Was all I heard before I blacked out from the pain.
A/N: I am evil am I not? Please remember to review and tell me what you think about the story!
I have been struggling writing these stories in time because it's yaoi and my family doesn't know that I like yaoi so I have to keep it a hush, hush, shh, shh secret hee hee ^.*
Also tell me if there are any problems with it cause it's like 1 in the morning and I really just wanted to post this and go to sleep ;D