A/N: This is something slightly different from my usual style but I found it really enjoyable to write because it's so laid back compared to the story I just finished writing, haha. It is Sebastian/Ciel, I promise. This first chapter just mentions Claude/Ciel but it's needed for the story, even though nothing will come of it. So please don't be turned off by that. This is a SEBASTIAN/CIEL fic. Just want to clarify that one last time.
Disclaimer: I don't own Kuroshitsuji.
Wind howled outside the bookstore, tossing the summer leaves about as the storm blew in. It promised to be a strong one, but one that would be short lived as most summer storms were in the area. But for the occupants inside the bookstore, the storm simply offered them more time to browse the aisles and sample the books that were on display. People were curled up in couches, ignoring the incoming storm as they continued to read, while others nursed warm coffee or tea and watched the weather from the safety of the coffee shop.
The door was blown open, two more people entering the bookstore with their hair mussed and cheeks tinted red from the wind. No sooner had the door closed behind them did the skies open up, letting cold rain fall to the earth, staining the concrete a dark gray color. The duo laughed lightly and made their way further inside, wanting to find a place to sit so they could wait out the storm.
"That was a lucky break," Ciel murmured, running a hand through his hair so it would lie properly again. "This is why I don't go shopping with you, Lizzy. Bad things always happen when we go shopping."
The blond haired female huffed and fixed her own hair. "You're just mad because we didn't get to reach your favorite bakery before the rain hit. I promised to buy some pastries as a thank you for coming with me and I will. You just have to wait a little longer now," she commented before making a beeline to the music section.
Ciel rolled his eyes and slowly followed Elizabeth, wondering once again how his friend had coaxed him into this shopping expedition. Part of it was because Lizzy had forced him to come with the threat of telling his parents about the porn hidden under his bed while the other part was because of the promised sweets. Either way, Ciel was up against a losing battle and in end, had accepted the demand without much fuss.
"Ciel, you're so lucky," Elizabeth commented and sighed wistfully as he drew closer to her. She waved the CD that she was holding in his face. "You know that right? You're sitting on such a great opportunity and everyone would kill to be you right now."
A low chuckle left Ciel's throat and he plucked the CD case from her hand, looking over the cover. "So you've told me every time he releases a new album. And then you proceed to tell me how dreamy he is and how sexy he is. That he has a voice to die for and you would do anything to meet him." The object was placed back on the display case before it was snatched up by Elizabeth again. "It's not my fault he records under my family's business," he teased.
She batted him away with a small pout. "So modest, aren't you. But you've meet him before right? I mean, you're taking over the business when your father retires and you practically live at the recording study so you have to have met him before."
Ciel nodded and followed Elizabeth as she moved deeper into the music section, looking for some headphones so she could sample the music. "I've meet him before. Several times actually."
"And you're just now telling me this why?" She asked, voice pitching slightly at the realization.
"You never asked," Ciel answered with a wolfish grin. "I can't help it if you don't ask the right questions."
Elizabeth clicked her tongue. "You're so mean to me."
Ciel rolled his eyes. "I'm mean to you? You're the one who blackmailed me. Threatening to tell my parents my secret." He shook his head. "I think we're even by that account."
"Why are you so strung up and worried about it? It's just porn. Every male has at least some small stash." She slipped the headphones over her ears and pushed one to the side so she could still talk to Ciel. "I think your father would be worried if you didn't have one. Even considering your preference in gender."
Ciel tugged on the cord of the headphones, pulling Elizabeth closer. "Because it's not just porn, its DIE porn," he hissed.
Mascara outlined eyes widened and her mouth opened into a neat 'O' as the realization hit. Elizabeth stared at Ciel for several seconds before finally squeaking out. "You have DIE porn?"
A pale hand shot forward, curling around Elizabeth's mouth. "Not so loud," Ciel snapped, looking over his shoulder to make sure no one could hear them before turning his attention back to Elizabeth. "Yes, I have it. I bought an official DVD from them two months ago."
"How was it?" Elizabeth whispered in awe, music forgotten for the time being.
"Awesome," Ciel answered, lust pooling in his veins at the mere thought of it. "I've never come so hard in my life from watching that."
Elizabeth flushed and pushed Ciel's hand to the side. "Right. Moving on, because I really don't want to hear about that from you. Awkward." She turned her attention back to the music in her hand to get her mind off the mental image.
Grumbling, Ciel looked at the CD's around them. "That's why I agreed to go with you. If it was anything but that, I wouldn't have cared, but I'm not about to risk having my parents find out about that."
"I can see why," Elizabeth sniffed. "Your parents would kill you. You know the controversy that surrounds that company."
Ciel nodded absently. He didn't need Elizabeth to remind him of just how much trouble he could get into with his parents if they discovered it. Descending into Ecstasy or DIE, as it was called by everyone, was a successful porn company that had been around for years, drawing in everyone from fans to critics alike. It drew controversy across the board for its racy and borderline content, things that could be considered illegal but the company was always able to find a loophole.
The company was flexible, catering to nearly every kink and fetish listed and never favoring one sexual preference over the other. Their DVD's featured something for everyone and was always in high demand. But it was due to DIE's wide range of selection that drew negative attention as well and it often made the news when a new series was released.
People protested the selling of such DVD's, claiming that they were too violent or risqué. Parents didn't want their children getting a hold of the DVD's in fear that they would try to repeat some of the scenes that were on the shows and loudly stated that they were made by a demon. For only a demon could think of such a sinful program.
But sex sells and despite all the criticism and negative attention, sales were still increasing and the company continued to produce, meaning they had to be doing something right. It didn't help that no one knew who owned the company, so even if the government wanted to close it down, they didn't know where to start. There were rumors about who owned the company and it was those rumors that helped to further increase sales. No one knew who headed the company but whoever it was, they were smart.
DVD's weren't sold online from the company, as everything on the internet could be traced these days. Instead, the material was delivered to sex shops at random intervals by hand and the money was exchanged there. From there, it was anyone's guess as to who the money went to and the owners of the sex shops were staying quiet. DIE DVD's were a source of income for them and the few that sold them were more successful than those who didn't carry them.
It had taken Ciel almost six months before he could finally purchase his first DVD. It had taken even longer even longer to track down someone he could buy it from but Ciel finally found a shop selling them in the city next to his and from there, it was just about waiting for a shipment to come in. They were delivered randomly to avoid a pattern and it had made that wait even longer for Ciel.
But getting his hands on an official DVD had been worth the wait and that night Ciel was able to experience just why the shows were so sought after. They were hot and arousing, shattering all the boundaries Ciel had set for himself in the span of an hour and a half. He couldn't pinpoint what it was exactly about them, but the DVD's were like a drug and Ciel craved more.
A loud clap of thunder overhead pulled Ciel from his thoughts and he quickly shook his head to clear his mind before he embarrassed himself in the bookstore. He glanced out the windows, sighing as the rain was still coming down in sheets. Next to him, Elizabeth was still sampling the music and Ciel tugged at her arm, tired of standing still.
"Come on, you know you're going to buy the CD anyway and listen to it on the way home in the car so what's the point of standing here the whole time?" He asked. "Go buy it so we can get a coffee and sit down. My feet hurt."
Elizabeth huffed at him but plucked the CD off the shelf and headed towards the checkout line. "So what's he like, Ciel?" She questioned. "You said you met him several times before so you have to know what he's like."
A small hum left Ciel's throat. "Well, he's cocky and kinda arrogant. And the rumors about him being a flirt are true. He'll hit on anything with two legs and he's not meticulous on his gender either. Although I see him with more guys than anything." He shrugged and tried to look nonchalant, knowing that he was leaving out the one thing Elizabeth wanted to know.
"But is he as hot in person? He's damn sexy on these CD covers and his posters, but that can be Photoshop-ed," Elizabeth stated, tugging lightly on Ciel's arm. "Tell me Ciel, please."
Ciel turned to look at her, his voice lowering slightly. "He's sexier in person," he answered, voice growing husky.
Elizabeth giggled behind her hand. "You want to sleep with him," she accused before stepping up to the register.
"Wouldn't you want to?" Ciel countered as he looked at the familiar cover. Golden eyes pierced his and Ciel shivered slightly, wondering what it would be like to have that intense gaze focused on him during sex.
A pretty flush spread across Elizabeth's face and she coughed lightly as the bag was handed to her. Thanking the man, they moved towards the coffee shop where Ciel grabbed a table close to the window so he could watch the rain while Elizabeth placed their orders. She came back moments later with two warms drinks and placed Ciel's before him.
Once she sat down, she leaned forward on the table and glanced at him. "I have a favor to ask," she started.
"No," Ciel answered without missing a beat. "I agreed to a favor last time and now here I am, shopping with you. I'm not doing it again."
Elizabeth twisted the wrapper from her straw around her finger. "At least hear me because I think you'll like it and possibly benefit from it." She waited until Ciel let out a long-suffering sigh before waving her on. "As you know, my birthday is in two weeks, hence the shopping trip today. Wouldn't it be great if you could him to come perform at the party?"
Ciel nearly spit out his drink at the words. Clearing his throat, he leveled his eyes at her. "Why in the world would I do something like that for you?" He asked. "I said I've met him a couple times. That doesn't mean we're best friends or anything."
"But this will give you a chance to approach him and talk with him. Who knows what can come from that," Elizabeth pointed out. "Plus, if you can get him to agree to this, I'll personally pay for another DIE DVD for you." A smirk spread across her lips at the way Ciel twitched slightly at the mention of the company.
Grumbling lowly, Ciel leaned back in his chair and sipped at his drink. "Fine. I'll ask but that doesn't mean he'll say yes. He's supposed to come in on Monday to talk about his new album that he's been working on."
Elizabeth bounced excitedly in her seat. "Oh, Ciel thank you!" She exclaimed happily. "If you can get him to come this party will be the talk of the college. Everyone will be there and they'll talk about it for months to come."
"Sure they will," Ciel answered, trying to sound uninterested but his interest was already peaked. If he played his cards right, there was a chance that Ciel could win more than just a DVD and that was something that interested Ciel greatly.
"Oh they will," Elizabeth chirped and tapped a manicured nail on the table, her smile growing wider. "Because everyone loves him and you said so yourself, Claude Faustus is one sexy and hot specimen."
Ciel rocked back and forth on the balls of his heels as he waited for Claude to finish recording the lyrics of a new song. The older male had been in the recording study for almost an hour, trying to perfect the song and was just about to finish, giving Ciel plenty of time to ogle the man. Ciel's father was the one who found the man almost three years ago and had taken the chance to contract him. That gamble had paid off handsomely and now Claude was an international star.
His looks sold just as well as his music did, making him all the more successful and the more dangerous. The man was known as a flirt and it made Ciel wonder just how many people Claude had bedded in the past. His current interest was a blond haired male around the same age as Ciel named Alois. The male was outside in the hall, currently sulking at not being allowed in the recording study because he caused too big of a distraction the last time he was there.
But it gave Ciel the perfect chance to approach Claude and Ciel waited patiently for the older male to leave the recording booth. He gave a small smile to Claude and shivered when the older male winked teasingly at him.
"Hello little Phantomhive," he purred, tugging his glasses off as he stalked closer. "What can I do for you?"
"Who said I need anything from you?" Ciel asked, swallowing heavily as Claude circled around him.
Claude chuckled lowly. "Because you've waiting here patiently this whole time and I could feel your eyes on me. You were listening to my music yes, but you were also thinking other things."
Ciel flushed, embarrassed that Claude had noticed such a thing. "I was waiting for you to finish because I have a question for you," he said instead.
"Continue," Claude answered.
"A childhood friend of mine is having a birthday party in a few weeks and she wanted to know if you could perform at the party," Ciel commented. "I know it's not your typically venue but the college age group is the highest buyer of your CD's, so I figured it would be in your best interest to play a few songs there."
Claude hummed in thought, weighing the pros and cons to such a thing. "Where is this little party of hers?" He questioned finally.
Ciel grumbled, looking disgruntled. "My parents are holding it at our house since we're good friends with her family. They agreed to throw her a party seeing as we have a pool and our house is bigger than theirs."
"Pools are always nice until you have to get out and the air is slightly chilly. But I would presume that you would have heated towel racks close by," Claude teased but looked intrigued. "Very well. I don't see any harm in such a thing. My schedule is free and I always enjoy seeing my fans. Publicity is very good. Besides, it's a way to help your father and I owe him a good deal."
"So you'll come?" Ciel asked, wanting to make sure before he ran off to tell Elizabeth. A DIE DVD was on the line right now and he didn't want to risk the chance of losing that. At Claude's nod, Ciel beamed. "Thank you, this will mean a lot to her."
Chuckling, Claude watched as Ciel trotted out of the room and adjusted his glasses. "And somehow I get the feeling this will be something interesting for you too, little Phantomhive."
Music thumped and pulsed from the speakers while warm bodies moved around each other inside the large house. Black clad servers walked through the crowds, serving food on silver plates while the rest of the partygoers enjoyed the warm pool outside. Elizabeth stood in the middle of the party, beaming and talking happily with her friends like the social butterfly that she was. She was well liked in the college and watching her flirt around the floor with her friends made Ciel smile slightly.
He nursed a drink upstairs on the catwalk, overlooking the large open room that everyone was mingling in. Claude had yet to arrive but was due shortly as his band members were already at the house, enjoying the party and talking with everyone. It was a festive atmosphere and Ciel glanced at his watch before heading to his room so he could change out of his swim trunks and into normal clothes. He wouldn't be going back into the pool anytime soon and the damp trunks were giving him chills, even in the warm house.
Moving to the back of the house towards his bedroom, Ciel ran the towel over his hair one last time as he pushed the door open. He came to a stop just as he was about to toss the towel on the floor when he realized that there was someone already in his room, asleep on his bed. For a moment, Ciel felt as though he had just walked into the fairy tale 'Goldilocks and the Three Bears,' when the bears found the girl sleeping on their bed.
But it was no girl that slept heavily on his bed but instead a male. Sighing heavily, Ciel tossed the towel at the man, the wet cloth smacking him heavily on the head. There was no sound from the male as he shifted slowly on the bed and Ciel could feel his irritation rising even more. "No one is supposed to be upstairs," he said coolly. "Get up and leave my room now before I call for security."
The words seemed to sink in and the male finally lifted his head, hand reaching out blindly for something he had discarded on the blankets. They curled around small oval glasses and slipped them on before turning to look at Ciel. No words were offered and instead, crimson eyes gazed calmly at Ciel as silence settled in the room.
No words were needed, as Ciel instantly recognized the tired and unattractive features of Claude's brother, Sebastian Michaelis. His dark hair was messy from sleep, sticking up in odd places, and there was a red spot on the side of Sebastian's face where his cheek had been resting on his arm. His clothes were rumbled and as usual, the man just looked unkempt.
Ciel could feel red eyes piercing through him, gazing at him without a word and instantly Ciel was aware of his current state of dress. It wouldn't have bothered him to have Claude's eyes on him but Sebastian was nowhere the same as his older brother and Ciel didn't want the man looking at him in such a way.
"Get out," he spat. "Your job isn't to sleep whenever you get the chance. We don't pay you for that."
He watched as Sebastian sat up carefully and adjusted his wrinkled clothes before sliding off the bed. No words were exchanged as the man slipped out of his room, closing the door softly behind him. The room was bathed in silence and Ciel scowled as he picked up the discarded towel. Sebastian was the last person he had expected to run into, seeing as the older male usually kept to himself and stayed away from the limelight.
The man was mute, either by birth or because he refused to talk. Ciel didn't know, nor did he care to find out; Sebastian wasn't worth the effort. Ciel had bigger fish to hunt and Sebastian wasn't anyone he would go for. It was amazing how opposite Sebastian was compared to Claude. If he didn't know that they were related, then Ciel would never have guessed that they were brothers.
Whereas Claude was popular, attractive, and outgoing; Sebastian was a shadow, unattractive, and kept to himself. He was nothing more than a presence to be ignored and it was only because of his relationship to Claude that Ciel even knew the man existed. Sebastian helped to manage the equipment, making sure that everything was running properly. Because of that, he was at all the shows and recordings to make sure that everything went smoothly, and Ciel would often see Sebastian lingering in the shadows while Claude performed.
Shaking his head and slipping some pants on, Ciel finished changing quickly. There was no sense in worrying about the older male because he would just fade into the shadows again by the end of the night. The only person Ciel cared about seeing was Claude and the man was due to be singing soon.
Pulling a shirt over his head, Ciel trotted out of his room and back downstairs. The band was already set up and playing through a few chords while Claude talked to Elizabeth, her eyes shining brightly as she stood before him. A pleased smirk was on his face as Claude happily talked to her, enjoying the attention and subtly flirting with her until he was called to stage.
Giving her a wink and kiss to the back of her hand, Claude jogged up to the small stage that had been set up in the backyard and Ciel pushed his way through the crowd until he was standing next to Elizabeth.
"Ciel!" She shouted over the crowd. "This is the best birthday present you could give me. You're the best friend anyone could ask for. I actually talked to him and he kissed my hand." She shoved her hand at Ciel, looking dazed and pleased over a simple kiss.
Ciel rolled his eyes and shoved the hand away from his face. "You're hopeless, you know that," he answered but the small smile on his face gave away how he truly felt. "Just remember what you owe me for doing this."
Elizabeth nodded fiercely. "I think I should get you two DIE DVD's for this. It's better than I ever could've imagined and you're just the best friend in the whole world!" She tossed her arms around his shoulders, hugging him fiercely before planting a kiss on his cheek.
Ciel rubbed at his cheek, brushing away all evidence of such a thing as the band started to play. Small shivers worked their way up Ciel's spine as Claude started to sing and he swore those golden eyes were looking down at him the whole time. Ciel had been to concerts before that were in the area, being the son of the man who discovered Claude had its benefits but nothing compared to having the man play in his backyard.
Even though Claude was here for Elizabeth, he had only come because Ciel had asked him and in that sense, he was also doing this for Ciel. It made Ciel grin at the thought, feeling excited that the older male had agreed to and feeling as though he would have a good chance to get closer to Claude.
He glanced around, looking at the people around him who were enjoying the music and Ciel's eyes settled on a lone figure standing in the shadows of the stage. Ciel's lips curled slightly at the sight of Sebastian, even though the older male had cleaned up his appearance some after his nap, he still looked disheveled and out of place. There was no way that Sebastian could ever compare to Claude.
The man's clothes hung loosely on his body, making him look scrawny and weak. His glasses sat crookedly on his face, as though the frames were bent and Sebastian didn't care to fix them and Ciel could only click his tongue at the sight. Even if Sebastian somehow cleaned up, he doubted the older male would compare to his brother. There was just no comparing the two.
Ciel disregarded Sebastian and turned his attention back to Claude, feeling the small crowd around him surge as Claude started singing a new song. The volume around him rose and several students near him tried to sing along, making things that much more enjoyable and in the end Sebastian Michaelis was easily forgotten.
It was late that night when everyone finally went home, leaving a mess that needed to be cleaned up before going to bed. The band members were already packing their instruments into the proper cases while Sebastian supervised the removal of the other equipment that littered the stage. Claude was sipping on a bottle of water when Ciel approached him, glancing briefly at Sebastian before turning his attention to the older of the two brothers.
"Thank you again for coming out tonight to perform for Lizzy. She had a great time," Ciel stated, grabbing a bottle of water for himself before settling next to Claude on a barstool. They watched as the staff moved around them, cleaning up the mess quickly and efficiently.
Claude waved his hand after capping the bottle. "It was no problem. She was a sweet girl and I enjoy catering to my fans from time to time." His eyes slid to the side. "How did you like the performance?"
Ciel smiled. "It was a lot of fun and it was amazing to watch you perform, especially to such a small venue. I didn't have to fight off a horde of people to watch you." He chuckled lowly and shifted on his chair.
"I can imagine that that would make it hard to enjoy a concert," Claude commented with a small laugh and he patted Ciel's leg before let his hand rest there. "But I'm glad you were able to enjoy this performance. We should spend more time together."
"Oh?" Ciel asked, his body shivering slightly under the touch before jumping as a loud crash pulled his attention to the stage and Claude's hand jerked away from his leg.
Growling lowly, Claude pushed his glasses up and stood from his chair before striding towards the stage where Sebastian was quickly putting microphones back into the box he had been carrying. "Sebastian," he hissed and pulled the younger male to his feet. "Why are you always so clumsy at the worst possible times?"
Sebastian was silent even though his eyes spoke of defiance as he glared at Claude. Red and gold eyes clashed as they held each other's gaze before Claude finally backed down and Sebastian knelt once more to pick up the microphones. The younger male ignored Claude's furious glare, even going as far to smirk when his head was bowed so Claude couldn't see the gesture.
With a hiss of annoyance, Claude made his way back to Ciel and sat heavily on the chair again. "My brother is nothing but a waste of space. I'm sure you've seen him around once or twice, even though he's as invisible as a ghost."
Ciel nodded. "I've seen him before and stumbled across him earlier today. He was passed out on my bed before I kicked him out."
Claude scoffed. "He's a nobody, you can just ignore him and I apologize that he dirtied your room with his presence." He tore his gaze from Sebastian and focused on Ciel once more. "He's a murderer, did you know that?"
The bottle of water nearly fell from Ciel's hand at the words and he snapped his head to look at Claude. "He killed someone?" He asked, voice pitching slightly.
Claude nodded. "He killed our parents," he stated. "First our mother when he was born. It was a hard birth for her and they couldn't stop the bleeding. She died of blood loss shortly after birth. I was five at the time. After that, my father couldn't bear to look at him and when I was eight and Sebastian was three, our father took his life because he couldn't stand the thought of continuing without her. Sebastian looked too much like our mother and it killed him every time he had to look at him."
Ciel grunted. "I'm sure your mother looked far more attractive than Sebastian," he commented sourly. A part of him felt that it wasn't fair to call Sebastian a murderer because of something he did when he was a baby, but he wasn't about to admit those words aloud.
There was a moment of silence before Claude laughed and ruffled Ciel's hair. "I like your sense of humor," he said, chuckling to himself. "But our mother was beautiful, I remember that much. Sebastian has her eyes and face, but he could never compare to her beauty. He took her maiden name though as a way to remember her."
"I guess that was nice of him," Ciel answered and leaned slightly against Claude, feeling tired. "So what does he do between recording sessions? We only pay him for the day's he works and he can't live on that alone."
Claude hummed as Sebastian came back into the room, crimson eyes darting to look at them before focusing on the stage once more. There was a sense of annoyance on his face as well as impatience, as though Sebastian had to be somewhere and he wanted to be anywhere but there. "I have no idea actually. He obviously doesn't tell me and we barely see each other despite being brothers. We're not close, if you haven't guessed already."
Ciel nodded, having already figured that out for himself. It was obvious that Claude hated Sebastian and held him responsible for the death of their parents. It was sad that things were so bad between them, but Ciel found it hard to feel bad for Sebastian, seeing as the man wasn't doing anything to make his life better.
"He probably does something lame," Ciel finally said. "Works at some cheap store or something."
Claude chuckled. "Well, he does have a business degree, I can say that much. So maybe he works at a company nearby, although I don't know who would want to hire him. Even if he did graduate with a 4.0."
"Nerd," Ciel coughed, making Claude laugh even more.
"I like you, little Phantomhive," Claude claimed, draping his arm over Ciel's shoulder and pulling him closer. His eyes lowered slightly as he turned his head to look at Ciel. "And if I'm correct, you like me as well. You find me very attractive," he purred.
Ciel shivered as hot air washed over his ear and neck, making chills race through his body. "What if I am?" He asked, glancing at Claude from the corner of his eye, his voice dropping a few octaves. "Do you find me attractive as well?"
Claude smirked and let his fingers trail down Ciel's leg. "I do," he answered and his hand came back up to rest near Ciel's groan. "I have a proposal for you."
"I'm listening," Ciel answered, finding it hard to think with Claude's hand so close to his groin.
The older male leaned closer, lips brushing against the shell of Ciel's ear. "If you find out what Sebastian does during recording sessions, I'll reward you with a night of pleasure. Pleasure you won't find with anyone else," he murmured.
Ciel moaned as the hand palmed his cock through his pants, giving a small taste of Claude was offering. "I think I can manage that," he answered and nearly whimpered when the hand pulled away. "You'll have your answer soon enough."
"Perfect," Claude commented and leaned away from Ciel, making it look as though nothing had ever happened between them. "But not a word of this to my dear baby brother. He's to remain unaware of this deal between us. Don't want him to get jealous that I'm getting all the gorgeous people for myself when he's probably still a virgin."
Ciel chuckled, finding himself agreeing with the comment. There was no way Sebastian had been laid before and he silently pitied the man for that. But the pity was short lived as he found himself growing excited for the days to come. He wanted to find out what Sebastian was hiding and bring it to light, gaining Claude's attention. To Ciel, Sebastian was nothing more than a stepping-stone on his path to Claude; a pawn. And Ciel always did love a good game.
Next chapter will have more Sebastian/Ciel and a lot less Claude/Ciel from this point on. Again, this is a Sebastian/Ciel fic XD Thank you!