A/N:OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG! DID ANYONE SEE THE NEWEST CHAPTER OF KURO! XD WE FINALLY SEE THE UNDERTAKERS FACE AND I AM LEGIT FREAKING OUT RIGHT NOW!

Okay on to the story

Ciel POV

"Gasp...Ahhh...Nahh! Breath...Gahh!" My body was on fire. Wherever he traced fingers, a new blaze burned in it's wake. I convulsed as he touched my unthinkables. "Unn!"

"You love that don't you, young master?" His silky voice said behind me. I gathered enough energy to lift my head and open my eyes to see my candle lit chambers. It took me a while to realize that I was tied up with a rough rope, hanging form the ceiling. My feet were barely brushing the floor and my everything was exposed for the world to see if somebody walked through the door.

I bit my lip when he attacked my neck with harsh kisses and assaulted my puckered hole with his fingers. I tried to cry out my completion until I noticed the rope that was making sure I was doing no such thing. "Sebastian! I nee-ahh! Cum- guh, now!"

"Uh uh not until I say so." I could feel the smirk growing on his mouth in the crook of my neck. I almost blacked out when he slammed his fingers into a secret bundle of nerves. He chuckled and I panted heavily, barely holding back a scream. "What's all this? You are very sensitive here young master."

I let out a low whine and rocked my hips against the fingers that were now lightly brushing against it. He pulled his fingers out without warning, and dipped his hand in what looked like oil. "This is an aphrodisiac. It'll make you feel like you've never felt before." I heard the evil tone in his voice and bucked my hips, searching for any type of friction that was available.

He easily slid three of his fingers inside and at first it was cold and uncomfortable, but then as he began working them in and out the cold feeling turned into a slight tickling feeling. The tickling quickly left and a tingling replaced it. At this point my brain was on overdrive, trying to decipher all of the different feelings. A scream bubbled in my throat as I felt my inner walls set aflame.

The fingers were now searing hot and I could not think, all I could do was moan and throw my head into the torturous mans neck while he played with my body like a kid with a brand new toy. My back arched and my toes curled, I tried to moan out loud but I couldn't when my voice was so hoarse that I couldn't even use it anymore.

"C-ciel?" A very familiar voice said from the, now, opened doorway. My eyes widened as I saw Lizzie standing there with large green eyes clutching a Funtom teddy bear. I gasped and then let out a breath when Sebastian's fingers began to move again.

He spoke in my ear again but it was a completely different voice. "You are dismissed."

I closed my eyes and opened them again to complete darkness. I could see nothing, but I heard pieces of the conversation in the distance.

"But I...everything!...throw...MINE!" A higher pitched voice yelled.

"I...using...really think...need...good...thing." The lower pitch said in a monotone.

"ASS!...Get...this!" The higher pitched screamed and a flash of bright white blinded my vision.

The multiple things that I noticed when I awoke was that, first, it was about a half an hour earlier than I was supposed to wake up. Second, I had a mind numbing head ache. And finally I had morning wood. How the hell could any normal person still have a boner after that dream?

The voices though. They sounded do familiar. But...I couldn't place it...My head began to pound even more when I tried to think about it and I just sighed and went straight to the bathroom. I slammed the door shut and went to take care of some business.

I haven't done this since I...Well, since never. I never really knew anything about masturbating until Sebastian gave me back my memories and even way back then, I never did it. On that note, I pictured Sebastian's face in my head. Even though he's an insensitive, cheating asshat with no compassion or love...I couldn't get him out of my head. My hand cupped my erection in my pants and I let out a shaky breath. His voice from the dream, the hot breath in my ear, his fingers moving in and out. "Oh God."

My hands fumbled through the trousers and I gasped when I took hold of my penis. From base to tip I stroked it and let my muffled cries echo throughout the bathroom. I felt my completion come about rather quickly and I moaned low while whiteness spilled from my hand.

I searched for a tissue and wiped up the mess from my hand. The substance blended perfectly with the pure white of the tissue, I grimaced at it and threw it away. Throwing the night clothes on the tiled floor, I stepped in the shower. The freezing cold water kept me awake and helped bring me back to real world.

Sebastian was gone. The only person in the world who understood and really knew me was snatched up by some little busty bitch. To say that I was angry would be an understatement. What I felt was, rage and deep depression. It felt all too similar, to when my parents died. My real parents. The unrealistic feeling that the people I loved most are gone was and monster, eating away at my soul. Everybody I get close to leaves me. Am I cursed?

I turned off the now cold water and stepped out, carefully drying myself so that I could, at least, feel a tingle in my fingers. I put my uniform on and looked toward my dresser. I walked over there and glared at the mahogany box. When I came to terms with the fact that staring at the small chest wouldn't burn holes into it, I opened the lid and saw a gold ring next to my regular blue ring. It was the crest ring!

I quickly grabbed it and looked around the room, searching for anyone, anything to be the reason for why this was in the box. I saw nobody, chills ran up and down my spine as I shivered. I placed it back on the red velvet cushion and closed the lid.

Slowly making my way down the stairs, I could hear James in the kitchen sounding ruffled and frustrated. I sighed and continued down into the area. By the bottom step I violently sneezed multiple times. 'I only react like this when those beasts are around.' I shrugged it off though.

James heard me coming and turned to the entrance, looking at me and blushing heavily then turning away and muttering something to himself. I got a piece of bread and butter with a knife and sat by the table.

James ruffled his chestnut hair with his hands and blew out a breath. He sat down across from me and folded his hands. "Ciel, let's talk." He stated as I began to butter the bread.

I didn't know what this was about but I knew that it was going to be long and boring. I put the buttered bread down and looked at him in disinterest. "I'm listening."

"Now son...When a man loves a woman, or whomever, very much. They have...sex..." I gaped at his conversation starter. Was he seriously going to talk to me about this? "Remember that...sex...Is only between you and the one that you love. So if this person is male or female it doesn't matter. The important thing is that you have safe...sex..."

I could see his hands trembling and a light blush at his cheeks. I was about to intervene until he began talking again. "Condoms!" He blurted out. "AIDS is something that you don't want to get, so make sure you wear a condom." I grinned devilishly inside when I decided to make this the most embarrassing talk of his lifetime.

"What if I bottom?" He deadpanned and began stuttering.

"I-if you, you-you do w-wha-what?"

"What if I bottom? You know, if I take it up the a-"

"STOP! Geeze, I'm really not the one for this uhh..." He ran his hands through his hair again and then continued. "If you 'bottom' then make sure that your...partner...wears a um, condom." He finished quietly. "Anything else?" He asked, probably in hope that he could end the conversation but I couldn't have that.

"Where do babies come from?" I asked with genuine curiosity, even though I already knew. His face turned beet red and he fumbled with his fingers.

"Well...Babies can only appear between a man and a woman...And uhh, Gulp, they uh...They..." His eyes shifted from one side of the kitchen to the other and I cocked one eye brow.

"Well?"

"CRANES! Yes, when a man and a woman get married, the day after their wedding a baby shows up on their door step. Any other questions? No, 'kay bye, have a nice day at school!" He quickly got from the table and tripped over himself out of the room.

I scoffed and proceeded to eat my bread.

'Loser.'

"And when I went to the classroom for the detention, he wasn't even there! What kind of sadistic asshole gives detention and doesn't bother showing up?" Chris blew up to his sister while sitting upon my desk.

"But you have to admit that what he was wearing the other day was so sexy!" She squealed and I turned away sighing. Looking longingly out the window and to the gray cloudy sky.

Chris frowned at me and placed his hand on my shoulder. "What's wrong Ciel? You've been sighing ever since you got here?" He asked with genuine interest and I only sighed again and bent my head forward more.

"I know that look anywhere." Casey began, scooting her chair next to me and then taking a hold on my hand. "You're having relationship problems aren't you?" She stared into my eyes with all seriousness. I was taken aback and furrowed my brows.

"How did you know?" I inquired in a very hush tone.

"Who exactly do you think I am? Plus it's pretty obvious. You're acting all love sick, sighing and what not." She flipped her hair smugly. "Tell me, did you and you boyfriend break up?" She rubbed the back of my hand with her thumb in soothing circles.

I flinched and tried to pull away but her grip intensified. I sighed and hung my head. "...You could say that." My eyes began to water at the memories from yesterday but I would not cry. Phantomhive's do not cry.

Flashback

Slam!

I locked the stall door in the men's bathroom. My heart felt like it was going to explode through my chest. My breath was short and I began to dry heave. My contract eye was on fire and my head throbbed.

I slowly drew my shaking hands to my face, eyes wide.

'This is a dream. Just a dream. Once I closed my eyes and open them, I will be back in my bed.'

I squeezed my eyes shut tightly and counted to five.

'1...2...3...4...5...'

My eyes flew open and darted around looking for anything, anything, that was in my room. But all I saw was the gray siding of the stall. I slid to the floor and my eyes stung. The wrenching in my chest never stopped, only intensified. I let out a choked sob but refused for the tears to fall freely. I curled into fetal position, suddenly feeling freezing and stayed like that for, who knows how long, until the dismissal bell rang.

My brain was numb and I could not think straight. Like when you're driving through a thick fog. I couldn't see clearly and moved robotically outside of the school. I barely missed three cars heading straight towards me, caused one accident and almost walked in front of a bus if a cat hadn't taken my place under the tire instead.

The bus moved forward, leaving the cat alone on the ground with a broken body. Without sympathy the bus never faltered and kept going. The cat was barely breathing and was meowing loudly, calling for someone, anyone, to help it.

I walked towards the cat and petted it softly before taking it up into my arms and walked the rest of the way home.

"Ciel, do you have any homewo-" Angela came out of the kitchen with a yogurt in her hand dropping out of her hand and resting her eyes upon the nearly dead cat. "Oh my Goodness!" She yelled.

"He was run over by a bus..." I said blankly and she took the cat from me and rushed to her car, dragging me along all the while muttering about a the 'closest vet clinic'. She drove frantically to the veterinary and parked sideways. She ran inside and gave the cat to the vet who rushed the cat to a back room.

While all of this was flashing before my eyes, I stayed in the car. None of the possible death of the cat phasing me. I was out of my mind, not reacting to any of my panicked adoptive mother questions. Not hearing her yelling and finally giving up on trying to get anything out of me. Not rejoicing when the cat came out of surgery after the sun was disappearing over the horizon. Ignoring the cat's calls and licks to my hand.

"Ciel we're back." Angela ran fingers through her hair in a frustrated manner and picked the cat up delicately. I tilted my head to look at her but my eyes did not reach. "Are you okay baby?" She reached out to touch my cheek.

Then I came to my senses and everything flew before my eyes. All of the emotions hit me like a train and I smacked her hand away, retracting like my hand was burnt. "I'm fine." I growled at her and she turned hurt eyes on me.

"Oh...Okay then..." She turned away and went up the stairs of the garage into the house.

Alarm bells ran in my head and the world turned upside down. "He's watching me right now." I was hyperventilating, wheezing to catch my breath. "With me." I closed in on myself, my movements were jerky. "Don't leave me!" I rushed out of the car not bothering to close the door, and sped into the house clutching my head. My ears were ringing with his lies.

"Yes my lord."

I dashed past Angela without a look back.

"If that is what you wish."

I ran jaggedly up the stairs, tripping in the process but clawed my way back up and backed into my room, a desperately choked yell squeezing through my vocal cords. "Don't betray me!"

"I will remain with you everywhere."

I looked toward my bed and saw him sitting with his arms open and waiting. I climbed into the bed snuggling into his warm chest. I let the bottle up tears flow like a fountain. Silently crying in his arms. 'Only in front of you will I do this.'

End Flashback

I cringed inwardly at the memory and tried to pull my hand back even more but the girl had a steel grip. "I read a book once that talked about the 7 stages of grief."

I narrowed my eyes and looked skeptically at her. "What does that have to do with anything we're talking about right now?"

She rolled her eyes at me and tugged on my hand. "Well, obviously you are grieving over the loss of your relationship with your boyfriend, duh. Now pay attention. In the book they said that the seven stages were: Shock and Denial, Pain and Guilt, Anger and Bargaining, Depression, The upward turn, Reconstruction, and finally Acceptance." She nodded to herself, probably pleased with the fact that she could help a friend.

"Wait one minute, why the bloody hell did you read that book in the first place?" Chris asked his sister.

"Remember the great break up with Jon Walker last year?" She asked sadly and Chris sighed and rubbed her back in a silent apology.

I frowned and though to myself, is these stages were real, which one would I have already passed? Definitely Shack and Denial. That presented itself last night. Pain and Guilt was supposedly next and if Casey was right then it would not be pretty.

"Oh hey!" Chris said to us. "I heard from a friend of a friend of a friend that there's going to be a party on Friday, and he told me to invite anyone I wanted. If you guys want we could go." He asked hopefully.

Casey looked at him and then to me. She shrugged and said to him "Why not? You going to Ciel? It'll be fun and it could help you forget about you boyfriend even if it's for a little bit..." She rambled off into nothing and silence rang among them for a moment before I spoke.

"Sorry guys. I don't know. I haven't really been feeling myself as of late." I mumbled with my head down.

"Then all the more reason of why you should come! Hey it'll be fun, I promise. Plus I don't take no for an answer." Chris looked at his sister, smiling.

I allowed a fake plastic smile cover my true emotions his face which, in turn, let smiled paint their was across my two friends identical faces.

"Great! Well then we'll swing by your house around eight-ish?" Chris looked at his sibling for conformation and the girl nodded her head.

"Yea, and don't worry about what to wear, I have something in mind for you." She grinned devilishly which reminded me about whenever my ex-fiance decided to dress me up. I shivered at the memory, and then the memory drifted to when Sebastian used to dress me. Long fingers brushing against my soft pale skin, usually leading somewhere other than getting dressed.

My eyes narrowed at the though of my former butler/lover. The jerk that he was. That selfish manipulative prick, just wanting to use me as his play toy for his own personal pleasure! But he was my everything, and he promised never to leave. To stay with me forever.

A small pale hand clenched the table edge tightly, the knuckles turning white as Ciel ground his teeth together. "Damn, care to explain why you are trying to destroy school property?" Chris put a hand on my shoulder which brought him back to reality.

I sighed and let go of the table. "I'm sorry guys, I guess...I'm just not over it yet. And I really don't want to talk about it right now..." A shadow cast around my face and I turned and slunk away before the twins could say anymore.

The rest of the day was rather uneventful except for the fact that the bastard decided not to show up to the class that day. Probably too much of a pussy-ass to even show his face in front of me, and he was damn straight to not come because who knows what I would have done if he were there.

Saying that I was rather bi-polar this day was an understatement. One second I was angry, thinking about how that douche bag cheated on him and then the next I'm near tears, reminiscing on the good times. He was shuffling out of the classroom, giving his friends a faltering wave before walking out the door. But I ran into the last person I would want to ever face at this very moment.

Kaylee Ophious.

She bounced up to me with a school girl blush on her face that would deceive even the most cunning, but not me.

"Sorry about what you saw yesterday. I really didn't mean for any outsiders to peek in. If you don't mind could you not tell anyone else what you saw? It's just that I've liked him for a really long time and- I well, don't want anyone else interfering, if you know what I mean. Well I'll see you around, Ciel." She waved and strutted off with an air of winning around her.

I was speechless. I could not believe she had just confronted me about that. I kept my head down the entire way back home and decided it was the perfect time to listen to his iPod. I hadn't listened to my iPod since I found my so called 'lover' again. I stuck the ear buds in and double tapped the button turning on the device and pressing play to a random tune. Of course the irony when the random song was 'Devil In the Details' by 'Placebo'. I turned the volume all the way up and continued my way down the lane to his house.

I walked into the house and Angela immediately walked around the corner to greet me, but I couldn't hear anything due to the impossibly loud volume on my iPod. I didn't notice she was standing there until he looked up and saw her holding one of those beasts. I narrowed my eyes and wrinkled my nose in disgust.

"What are you doing with one of those things?" I tore the buds from my ears and looked her dead in the eye. She flinched slightly but recovered her posture.

"You are the one who brought him home last night." She set the cat on the ground and it slowly but surely, mad it's way towards the boy. I scrutinized the cat. It was a strange off white, manilla color but with red stains. 'Probably where the blood was.' I thought to himself. The eyes were a hypnotic blue color and a soft pink nose peaked through the fur.

The cat meowed and I grimaced when it rubbed against my leg. "Get rid of it." I said flatly and she looked at me in disappointment.

"Why?" She frowned and went over to bend down and pick the cat up. "He seems to have taken a liking to you Ciel."

"It seems so, but if you haven't forgotten..." A violent sneeze made it's way into the sentence but I still continued whilst covering his nose. "I'm allergic to animals." My foster mother looked down in sadness at the poor kitten that was mewing softly in her hands and I sighed exasperatedly. "Just...Keep it out of my way."

I turned away and Angela smiled widely and set the cat back down and skipped back into the kitchen. "Dinner will be ready in an hour!"

I mumbled angrily and made my way up the stairs into my room, passing my foster father who had a confused look in his face. I stepped in my room and dropped my bags, not caring where it landed. I sighed heavily and threw himself on the bed. 'Maybe just a small nap.'

I opened my azure eyes to see Sebastian standing over me with his signature grin on his face. I looked around and we we're in a pitch black room. A single spot light shining over me and Sebastian.

"You're awake, love." He said. Looking not at my but straight through me.

He leaned down, going for what seemed like a kiss. I closed my eyes but when no lips met mine I opened them. There was Sebastian and Kaylee kissing, directly in front of me. The spotlight was no longer on Sebastian and I, but Sebastian and Kaylee.

It felt like I was drowning. My lungs were on fire as I looked upon them, doing whatever they pleased right in front of me, like it was nobody's business.

Then I saw it. That girl's face looking back at me as Sebastian tore off her clothes like a wild animal. She was sneering at me, mocking me.

"You really think he would love you? You're a twisted little dirty boy that was raped by faceless men, even by your supposed 'best friend'. You're nothing but a little whore and he wants a real woman." She smiled wickedly and laughed coldly.

Sebastian turned to me and glared."Get out of my sight, filth."

I awoke with a start from the horrific dream. I took a few deep breaths to get my speeding heart under control. It was dusk now, and there was a faint light in my room was from the crack in the bottom of the door. I sniffed lightly and smelled something that reminded me of Bard's cooking. It was smoke.

I stood, though still a bit disoriented, and sped down the stairs towards the kitchen. I was in panic when I looked around and saw Angela at the sink putting a pot under the water but immediately settled down.

"Sorry Ciel, dinner took longer than expected." She chuckled nervously and I rolled my eyes, shuffling my feet to take a seat at the table, across from James. "I've already burned this damned dish about ten times!"

"I can see that." I said under his breath.

"No mocking your mother Ciel, she's trying her best!" James chided me and shot me a disapproving look.

'Yeah, whatever.' I said under my breath, rolling my eyes.

"Excuse me?" James eyed me but I just avoided eye contact, muttering a 'nothing' while managing to look bored at the same time. "Ah, that reminds me, I brought you Claratin."

I narrowed his eyes and looked to him. "Clara-tin?" I pronounced uncertainly.

"Yes, you know it's allergy medicine. Helps rid the symptoms." He reached next to me and tossed the package to the table. "Just take one for now and we'll see how you feel later, yea?"

I picked up the package, taking one pill out and popping it into my mouth before swallowing. It was a small round white pill and it didn't have a taste. 'Strange 21st century medicine.'

Angela ran around the kitchen for a minute muttering curses and profanities before grabbing the home phone and dialing a number. "That's it. I'm ordering pizza! I was planning on making curry but it seems that's not going to happen for now." She grudged.

"Pizza? I think not." I said while scooting my chair back, walking up to Angela and taking the phone from her. There was a faint 'Hello' from the speaker but I pressed the end button anyway. "I will make the curry."

"Ciel, baby, no offense but...you've never cooked in your life." The woman gently patted my shoulder with her slender hand.

"That doesn't mean I do not know how to make it." I grumbled and rolled up my sleeves, exposing my forearms. "I vaguely remember how to make the curry so please excuse me if it doesn't come out tasting very good." I said while getting out a clean pot and various spices.

Angela and James exchanged worried glances to each other and then looked back to me who was stirring the now bubbling pot of only God-knows-what. But it smelled good, no not good, it smelled amazing. The scent wafting in the air had The spouses' mouths watering and after a good 30 minutes I seemed almost satisfied with my work. Almost.

I tasted it for what was about the 20th time and mumbled to meself. "It's still missing something." I thought back to Agni and Soma, before he became a total rapist of course, and replayed the Curry competition. I had put in all the correct ingredients yet it didn't taste the same.

I was startled when I felt something brush against my leg. I yelped and sharply looked down at the small cat at my feet. Glaring at the cat I saw that it's foot was caught on something that looked to be a wrapper. I bent down to take it off the kittens paw and it struck me.

I ran to the pantry and picked out a Hersey's chocolate bar. "Not as good as mine but it will have to do." I shrugged and continued to unwrap it.

"Ciel, you're not going to put that in the curry are you?" James asked with a disgusted tone while crinkling his nose.

"Of course." I stated simply before plopping the whole bar into the pot, turning the heat up to high and stirring. After testing the thick soupy mixture for any clumps I turned the burner off and set the pot aside to cool.

"Uhh, I'll get the plates, I guess." Angela said scratching her head and looking towards the pot with a frown. She grabbed three random plates from the cupboard and set them on the table. I took the white one with the most intricate designs as his own, leaving the two colored ones to his foster parents.

"James go get the pot please, Darling?" Angela smiled sweetly at him and James sighed, getting up from the table to reluctantly bring the pot of curry infused with chocolate to the table. He didn't even breath when he was bringing the pot over, quickly setting it down he took his seat and blessed the food along with Angela. I just sat and waited until the religious ceremony was over before motioning for somebody to fill my plate.

James frowned at my pompous attitude but filled the plate without any complaint. "Who wants to try it first?" The man asked the other two at the table. Angela stayed silent and chewed her lip. I stared at him with blue eyes making him swallow thickly. "Alright then, I guess I'll try it." James picked up him spoon and scooped up a small amount before taking a deep breath and tentatively sliding the curry into his mouth.

Jame's eyes widened as Angela's narrowed and I stayed as impassive as ever. "This is...Delicious!" He began shoveling the food into his mouth and looked the his wife. "Eat it, it's to die for."

Angela looked suspiciously at her husband and then tasted the dish for herself. "Mmm. It is good." She looked to me before taking another bite. "Who taught you to cook this?" She asked me and I visibly deflated.

My eyes dulled and his skin paled at the memory of the man formerly known as my butler. "I'll be in my room." I slunk from his chair, dragging my feet to the stairs and up until I reached my room. I closed the door softly. Falling back into my warped dream world of memories I sunk into the bed.

Narrator POV

Ciel, Casey and Chris roamed the hallways before the beginning of 1st block.

"Holy crap, is it just me or is it freezing in here?" Casey shivered, wrapping her sweater closer to her and shivered.

"I think it's just you." Chris waved her off and turned, then to Ciel. "You cold, mate?"

"I'm fairly neutral." Ciel replied monotonously. He glanced around, not really knowing what he was looking for.

A long silence passed through them until Chris piped in energetically. "Anyways are you guys psyched about the party tonight?" Chris said with enthusiasm before Casey smiled brightly. But Ciel just frowned deeply.

"It's okay if you two want to go without me. I'm not much of a 'party animal'." Ciel said monotonously. Ciel wanted nothing more than to just stay locked in his room for the rest of the weekend, or the rest of his miserable life.

"Oh come on Ciel don't be like that!" Casey touched his arm and Ciel moved away slightly.

"I'm not feeling well." He lied but grabbed his stomach and squinted his eyes a bit for good effect. Casey and Chris shared disbelieving looks and then looked back to Ciel.

"Cut the bullshit Ciel. You're going and that's final." Chris said with authority, closing the argument for good with arms crossed on his chest.

Ciel sighed heavily. "I just don't have the energy to do anything today guys, sorry." Ciel put his head down on the desk but raised it again when he saw that man enter the classroom. The noise around him was instantly blocked out and the only thing that mattered was the man in front of him. Ciel silently prayed that Sebastian would smile or smirk at him, reassuring him that it was all a joke but when no smile or eye contact came during roll call Ciel felt instant depression setting deep inside of his belly.

Ciel clutched at his stomach and turned away eyes screwed shut in mental pain. Worse than any type of physical injury was the rejection of the only man he had ever loved in that way. Ciel heard a female voice faintly around him but it was drowned out by the man's perfect silk voice.

"Detention tomorrow Miss. Middleford." Was what he said. Ciel felt a bit better but then instantly felt worse because the voice was not aimed at him but his blonde friend. Jealousy, sadness and pain mixed in his soul. Ciel's breathing was irregular and he couldn't look at him. All he could do was shut down. Block out all emotions and move robotically.

Deep Breath...Hold it...Hold it...Hold it...and release.

Ciel did this while staring at the ceiling of his room. Each time holding his breath longer than the time before. 'What the hell am I doing? Trying to kill myself?' He sighed and rolled over, curled up in a tight ball. Drifting off into space until a great disturbance came.

"CIEL! Get up and get your hot pants on 'cause I'm out of detention and we are goin' out boy!" Casey yelled from the open door. Letting light and cold air inside the dim warm room.

"I told you I'm not going Casey!" Ciel mumbled from his fetal position on his bed, not feeling in the mood for anything but brooding.

"Oh no no no, that just won't do!" Casey said with a big grin and snatched Ciel's arms together, tying his wrists together with a bandana. "I told your parents that I would cheer you up, so you must go you see." She smiled evilly.

"And I promised as well." Chris showed up behind the door with a rather large bag of something. "So let's get started." Chris smirked identically to the one his twin was wearing and he shut the door slowly.

"Come on Ciel this is the place!" Casey said with enthusiasm pointing to the lit house emmtitng loud obnoxious techno music. "Trust me, these parties are really fun Ciel. You might even meet a new guy." She said with a wink but Ciel just crewed up his face and willed the man from his brain for the moment.

"Let's just go inside." Ciel mumbled, moving ahead of the twins to open the door to the big house. Once he stepped inside, it seemed like everyone has stopped what they were doing to take a glance at Ciel.

He was wearing a light blue half jacket that stopped in the middle of his torso and underneath was a loose blue and light blue striped muscle shirt. There was a cut all the way down the side of the shirt, exposing the white of Ciel's smooth skin. The pants were light blue skinny pants, loose around the ankles though. Casey had also put in a blue colored contact in Ciel's eye to cover the pentagram forever engrained in his eye.

Most of the girls that were staring at him blushed and giggled while a few select boys that varied from ages 15 to 17 stared at him with hunger in their eyes.

Ciel just sighed inwardly and made his way over to the makeshift bar at the island in the kitchen. The man at the island looked him up and down and asked "How old are you?"

"How old is everyone else at this party?" Ciel quipped back at him, and rubbed the bridged of his nose. "Just give me a strong drink." The teal haired boy said and hummed in approval when the shot glass placed in front of him was filled with clear liquid, which the bottle was named 'Patron'.

Ciel took it and drank it slowly, letting what felt like fire slide down his throat. He cleared his throat and nodded to the man behind the counter. Ciel looked around and saw a bunch of jumbled party lights moving around the room while teenagers danced with each other like they would never see the light of day again.

What Ciel wouldn't give to have his innocence back. He thought how unfair it was that all of his innocence was robbed from him. Right in front of his eyes. No childhood left, only a sad existence that an outsider would call life. He felt the emotions coming to him again and tossed back the rest of his clear drink without thought.

"Going for the heavy stuff early, huh?" A deep male voice said beside him. Ciel looked to the seat right across from him and squinted his eyes.

"Tha hell 're you?" Ciel slurred and then yelled at the man for another glass of whatever he just drank.

"Guessing you can't hold your liquor at all, boy." The other male sitting beside him said. He was tall and has brown hair with dark blonde highlights. His eyes were a deep green and he had the most charming smile on his face.

Ciel didn't care though, wanting nothing more than to just drown in the strong clear drink. He drank the next glass rather quickly as well. "Shuddap." Ciel sighed and put his head down on the table.

"I'm Corey, 16. What's your name, boy?" He asked while sipping the translucent orange drink the man behind the counter gave him.

"Ciel." He murmured to the older teen.

"What's the matter, Ciel? You seem down." Corey said while rubbing Ciel's back in small comforting circles.

"My lover ditched me for some hoochie." Ciel spat with distaste and tired to get the rest of the drops down at the bottom of the glass, not taking notice in which direction the older boys hand was heading.

"Oh well...I can always make you feel better..." The brunet boy whispered in Ciel's ear. "Even if it's just for one night." He began rubbing circles on the inside of the younger boy's thigh. Ciel still took no notice because his vision was blurry and his brain was on a frenzy from the drink. "Come with me." He said while taking a drunken Ciel upstairs and setting him on the bed in one of the rooms.

Corey closed the door and Ciel just flopped down on the bed rather disoriented from the fast movements. "Don't worry, I'll do everything, you can just relax." A sly smile appeared on Corey's face while Ciel struggled to come to terms with what was happening around him.

The brunet flicked the lights off and crawled onto the bed, shedding his top and straddling Ciel's hips. He began to unzip Ciel's half jacket and finally reality struck Ciel. He began to struggle underneath the larger boy, but with his world being in slow motion, Ciel failed miserably.

"Quit movin, ya little bitch!" Corey yelled and smacked Ciel across his cheek leaving an angry red imprint. Ciel panicked and lunged forward knocking his and the brunets heads together. The pain in Ciel's head was too much and he fell back onto the bed helpless.

Corey just rubbed his forehead and smirked evilly. "You're mine now." He took Ciel's jacket and tied his arms behind him and ripped off the younger males top. Corey attacked Ciel's torso roughly, biting and leaving bruises. Blood falling from some of the bites, Ciel's eyes were wide and apprehensive, he began screaming his old lovers name over and over and over, but when no answer came tears began flooding his eyes. "Shut up would ya? I'm tryin' to have some fun here!" Corey pulled a white handkerchief from his pockey and stuffed it inside of Ciel's mouth.

Ciel's pants were harshly yanked from his hips and he clearly saw the elder's dick spring to life from the jean confinements. "Oh this is gonna be great."

"Thanks for that. I had a really good time." A satisfied Corey said with a refreshed smile on his face. He fixed his collar in the mirror and headed back to the party. "See ya."

Ciel shivered, rubbing his wrists with his hands and rocking his body frantically. There were bloody marks littering his body with semen and blood dripping from his anus. There were cloth burn marks on his wrists, an angry red and his face was a mess. His cheeks red from the hitting and hair was wild and tangled. His eyes were vacant and tears wouldn't stop flowing. He was gnashing his teeth together trying to rid himself of the pain and humiliation he felt.

It was like Soma and the masked men all over again. The brutal rape and innocence taken all over again. At least with Soma and the masked men, someone had rescued him. One individual that he had put all his trust and faith into had come to comfort him and tell him that he was still loved and wanted. To tell him that he was still pure. But not this time, there was no one. When Ciel called out he was answered with the cold harsh truth that he was all alone in the world now.

The door was burst into and one policemen with a gun and a flashlight stormed the room. "Stop everything!" He yelled looking around the room for any type of person and waiting for a response but when he saw the bloody naked boy he stopped and rushed over to him. "Oh god! I need some help in here!" He yelled for some of his teammates. "Goddamit, I said get in here you lazy asses!"

Ciel did not acknowledge the voice, still trapped in his own nightmare.

The police man wrapped the boy in a thin sheet that was stained red and brought rushed him to the police car. "Don't worry we're going to get you to the hospital, son."

A/N: Be happy that I spared you all from the rape scene. I knew from the last chapter that if it's not Ciel/Sebastian then you guys don't want to read it XD So I put enough in there so you what went down but hopefully not too much that it made you throw up. And yes it is late, I don't even want to hear it. I just hope you enjoy the chapter. All haters comments will be removed and ignored from now on.

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