A/N: Hi there! It's been a while, right? Heh... heh... Yeah, sorry about that. At least I didn't quit writing! :D Also, thanks for following, favouriting and reviewing to my story, it makes me want to continue even though I'm really to lazy for this.
One more thing, in this fanfic, Ciel is really not his old, "good" self, so sorry about that.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji or any of the characters.
Warnings: Super OOC! Like, really, really OOC. o_o I haven't read through this yet, as I just wanted to post it as fast as possible after finishing it. BEWARE OF TYPOS (and stupidity).
A soft sigh escaped the boy's lips, and he shakily stood up, heading towards the door. With each step he took, he could feel his legs become steadier and steadier until they were finally used to bearing his whole body weight.
He opened the door slowly, peeking out to see if there were anyone there. Of course, there weren't. It was pitch black out in the hallway, so it was probably in the middle of the night.
"Honestly," Ciel sighed, closing the door behind him, before starting to walk down the hallway. He kept as silent as he could, knowing that if any of the orphans heard him ever so slightly, their paranoia would most likely wake them up.
How annoying, the boy thought to himself, strolling down the hallway as quietly as possible. Every step he took sounded way too loud to him for his liking, but he knew that he couldn't do anything about that.
Loud snoring was heard from several of the rooms he passed by, almost completely suppressing his footsteps. The doors here were obviously not very thick.
Where was he going anyway? He didn't even know where any of the entrances were. He didn't even know where he was now, and therefore no idea where he could go. Somehow, he wanted to meet the person that was waiting on the rooftop at the school, but they had probably gone tired of waiting already.
Damn it all. He grit his teeth, clenching his fists in anger and annoyance, both mostly towards himself. Why hadn't he just gone to meet that damn guy when he had the chance? He shouldn't have ignored it the way he had. Now it was too late.
"Hey!" someone suddenly yelled at him, making him jolt.
He spun around, now turned in the direction the voice had come from. His eyes went wide at the sight of the younger version of himself staring at him with fierce eyes, arms crossed over his chest. "You again!" he exclaimed, glaring at him, wide-eyed.
"What do you think you're doing?" the boy asked, his voice sounding very annoyed.
"I don't know!" Ciel hissed, trying to keep his voice down so that he wouldn't wake anyone.
The other boy merely arched an eyebrow cockily, crossing him arms. "Is that so? Well, I could help you, but I don't really feel like it…" He smirked. "I'll tell you one thing, though. The exit is that way," he said, pointing towards the opposite side of the hallway. "And you better be quick. People will start getting up soon, and you don't want them to find you, right?"
Ciel nodded, turning on his heel as he started moving in the direction the boy had pointed to. He was about to turn around to thank him, but of course, there was no one there. How cliché.
Ragged breathing resounded through the dark hallways in the orphanage as the boy ran down the corridors, eager to find an exit. He had been running for quite some time now, and yet he hadn't seen a single door that could lead outside. Needless to say, he was exhausted. A boy like him was not fit for running, especially not for a long period of time.
He passed door after door, but he could hear the other children inside, making far too much noise for someone who was supposed to be asleep.
Loud steps were heard through the corridors from behind him, and no matter how fast he ran, they just kept getting louder and louder, so much that the boy started to wonder how the other orphans didn't wake up from the sound.
Just after he rounded a corner, he could see a small, green light shining from the other side of the hallway. A strained sigh left his lips, and he sped up, wanting to get out as soon as possible. When he reached the door, he grabbed the handle and pulled with all his strength, but the door remained closed.
Damn it! He thought. Should have known it would be locked.
Even though he knew that it would not open, he couldn't stop himself from desperately pulling the handle. It was the only thing separating him from the outside, his freedom, and he did not want to leave it like that. He needed to go out!
But now, the steps he heard behind him were so loud, it felt as if the whole place shook by the mere sound. As they sped up, they almost seemed to resemble the sound of his rapid heartbeat. A strong, eerie presence slowly formed itself behind him, almost as if it was taunting him. As it got stronger, the boy started pulling the door handle more desperately, and still, nothing happened. It wasn't as if the door would just miraculously open.
A terrified scream echoed through the hallways. Even though he hadn't been quite aware of doing it himself, Ciel could feel from the hoarseness in his throat that it had been him. "Go away!" he shrieked, putting his hands over his ears, as if that would somehow make the evil presence leave. Of course, it didn't. Actually, it seemed to become more eager than before. It got closer and closer, until the boy could actually feel the creature's cold breath against the back of his neck. As close as it was now, the disgusting smell of rot and decay reached Ciel's nose, and that did certainly not help him get rid of the panic he was now feeling.
The boy stiffened. Instead of in an malicious, sharp voice, his name had been uttered surprisingly softly, in a warm, worried tone. It hadn't sounded at all like a monster, but rather something else. A child..?
He slowly turned around, his eyes so wide they almost looked as if they would fall out of his scull. Standing alone in the middle of the hallways, only a few meters away from him, was a young girl, maybe around his age, or a tad bit younger, dressed only in her nightwear. She was looking at the boy with big, concerned eyes as she slowly moved closer, careful not upset him any more. "I knew it was you! Are you feeling alright?" she asked cautiously.
"Who.." Ciel blinked once. Twice. Was she the monster? How was it possible the gruesome presence he had sensed earlier could be such a young, innocent-looking girl? Was it possible? But it had to be! He hadn't been imagining things! No, he was not crazy! No no no.
The girl stared at him for a few more moments, before letting out a sigh. "..I was lying awake in my bed when I heard you scream, so I ran over here to see what was going on.." She cocked her head to one side, taking a few steps closer to the boy. "What are you doing?"
Ciel frowned, looking at her, then turning his eyes to the door knob. "What does it look like? I'm trying to leave this place."
"You don't seem to be doing a very good job," the girl stated, giggling softly.
The boy merely rolled his eyes, taking a deep breath to calm himself down. "What do you expect me to do? It's locked," he sighed, glaring at the her.
"Geez, you're such a kid. Don't you even know lock picking?" she asked.
Ciel shook his head in response. "Am I supposed to?" he asked, clearly by the strange girl. Though he was very relieved by her presence, she was really getting on his nerves right now.
"Idiot~! It's not that hard, really, once you've learnt it."
The boy stared at her. He needed to leave the orphanage, and he needed to do it now. After a lot of debating with himself about whether he should ask her or not, he let his pride slip past himself for a moment, and heaved a sigh. "Do you think you can help me?"
The girl blinked, cocking her head slightly to the side. "Help you? Do you really have that big of a wish to get out? It's not that bad in here. At least not when you get used to it.." Her gaze fell to the floor, and Ciel could see a hint of sadness hidden deep within her eyes. He couldn't help but feel pity for this girl, as he knew how it was living in an orphanage, having no real family or friends.
"How long have you been in here?" he asked, his voice now noticeably softer.
The child turned her eyes back at him, now completely void of the sadness Ciel had noticed. "I've been here since I was born. Or rather, I've been adopted four times, but I've always been returned after a few months. No one wants me. Really, I'm just a waste of space."
A soft laughter escaped Ciel's lips, startling the girl. "You remind me a lot of myself. I, too, have been adopted many times, and I was always returned, except for this last time. The reason I'm here now is because my house was burnt down, and my adoptive parents were killed in the fire. Sad, isn't it? I finally found a good family, and they just ended up dying. They left me."
"I'm sorry…" The girl looked concerned, and also as if she was feeling very guilty for saying the things she had said.
Looking at the young girl now, Ciel couldn't help but feel something in his heart soften. He had no idea why he was acting like this. It was not like him… But he saw so much of himself in her, his heart felt as if it would melt any second.
It was silent for a while. None of them seemed to really want to break the silence, but Ciel knew that he had to leave, and he had to do it as quickly as possible. Sunrise wasn't too far away, and he didn't want to risk being caught.
"..Are you really going to leave?" the girl asked quietly.
The simple question set the boy off guard for a moment, before he quickly regained his composure, nodding. "I'm afraid so..." He looked at the girl for a second, before tilting his head slightly, sending her a polite smile. "What is your name, by the way?"
Ciel nodded. "It's a good name, for a good girl. As you probably know, seeing as you did say my name when we met today, I am Ciel."
Mary smiled slightly. "Yes, I know. I've been in charge of putting food in front of your door. I like helping around here, it makes me feel like I really can do something. I'm sorry I didn't put anything there today, I was having a meeting with one of the nice workers here, and my friend must have forgotten, even after I asked her to do it."
"Oh, it doesn't matter, I haven't been particularly hungry for the past few days, but thank you very much for your concern," Ciel said, gaining a small frown from the girl.
"That's not good! You need to eat, or else you'll become sick!"
The boy's eyes turned even gentler, and he ruffled the girl's hair. "I'm already sick, I don't think it will get any worse than this."
Mary blinked. "You're sick?"
"Sick enough… So, are you going to help me or not?" Ciel observed her, taking in her reaction. At first, she seemed sad, then disappointed, then sad again.
"Alright, just… turn around, please. It's uncomfortable doing it while someone is looking over my shoulder… Reminds me of the times I've been caught doing this…" She sighed, shaking her and moving over to the door, gently pushing Ciel out of the way.
"Thank you…" He turned around, now facing the dark corridor he had been so afraid of only minutes earlier. Of course, he didn't feel safe there. He wanted to get out, but he felt a small pang of guilt, knowing he would have to leave Mary behind.
After one about one minute, he felt a small tap on his shoulder, and he turned around to see Mary's proud smile. "I'm done," she said, opening the door with ease. Surprisingly enough, there was no sound of any alarm whatsoever, but really, what could be expected of a stupid orphanage?
As Ciel stepped outside, taking in the fresh air for the first time in days. It was dark out, thought it wasn't too far from sunrise, but who knew what could be lurking in the dark forests around the orphanage, but that was the boy's smallest worry now.
He was outside. He was free. He would make his mother proud.
The sound of the Mary's voice snapped him out of whatever trance he had been in, and he swirled around, looking at her with big, somewhat exited eyes. "Yes, Mary?"
"W-Will you take me with you?" the girl asked expectantly, moving a tad bit closer to him.
It pained him to do so, but Ciel shook his head. He couldn't let this girl come with him, and he knew it. If she did, she would no doubt become as corrupted as he was, and he did not want that. Her childish innocence was something he had himself years ago, but was completely gone now. If she were to lose it now, she would never be the same.
"Why?" Mary's eyes were big and glossy, and a small tear was lurking in the corner of her eye, threatening to get out. "Don't you want me to come with you? Do you hate me?"
Ciel shook his head yet again, putting his hand on her tender, bony shoulder. "I don't, but you do not wish to come with me, really… Soon, you'll be adopted again, and this time you'll be accepted and taken into a good family. You will be the happiest person on Earth, I promise. But if you do come with me…" He sighed.
Mary frowned. "You mean I wouldn't be happy with you? You could be my brother or something! It would be great."
"The world isn't that great. Just… promise me one thing. Never become like me." With that, Ciel turned around and started walking away, not turning back even after he heard Mary call out to him. It was for the best, after all.
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