Electrifying

♤Isa♤

Being born into a world that many things can happen. Y/n once thought about what he'll do if he might end up in a different place where culture and ethnicity are completely different from his own. He never was one to ponder. So he disregarded his train of curious thoughts and focus on whatever he is doing. He might have made a mistake there...

But even so, even if he ponders on it longer, he will never come to a conclusion that he will end up pinned to the ground by a butler with unusual glowing fuchsia eyes. His pupil is thin like a cat. 

He is menacing. The white-haired male thought.

But I've seen worse.

"So? Talk. Now."

He wonders what'll happen to him if he doesn't speak. He doesn't know what this butler -it seems- can do.

This man is not a human. He quickly realized.

He can sense it. His presence, his whole aura is unfamiliar. He had never felt it before. It is strong, suffocatingly so, but he remained calm and collected.

"Ha... I don't know myself. I just suddenly popped here out of nowhere. I'm telling the truth."

The boy -he just realized that the non-human on top of him has company all this time- look at the man it seems he wanted confirmation to his excuse.

The jet-black-haired man took a moment to respond, his eyebrows furrowed, and sets his eyes on him, trying to find lies or secrets by staring right into his eyes. It's unnerving. It feels like the man is staring right through him. But he can't really do anything about it. He seems to be in deep concentration.

It seems that the male took longer than the young boy's temper. Y/n heard the soft thumping sound of shoes on wood. A shuffle of clothes.

He looked up at the young boy. One of his eyebrows is lifted, both arms folded on his chest.

The Zoldyck stared at the eyepatch of the navy blue-haired boy. He can sense a similar aura that he sensed to the non-human. A suffocating, slightly vile aura. He can never truly understand nor explain it. He just knew that he might've gone crazy if he was pressed to the floor longer. He might not control himself and ended up harming the two companions.

"He isn't lying. He's telling the truth young master."

Young Master? He thought. He is a butler then. But why is he serving this kid? Is this perhaps an agreement? A job, to pay the butler? Of what? Money?

Or is there something that he is missing...

"Un-restrain him. I wanna have a talk to him."

The butler raises his eyebrows at the boy.

"What do you mean young master," Butler asked. And yet, the boy only replied with a stare. They stared at each other. Their eyes moved in sync as in communicating between them. 

They've done this many times before. 

This is not their first time having an..... unwanted visitor at this place. They are doing this for a very long time and it seems to be second nature now. Y/n observes with classic, Zoldyck sharp eyes. Eyes full of calculation and focus. His whole face darkens at the same time.

And yet he didn't try to hide his realization. He is doing this on purpose. He wanted them to realize that he can read them. That he can figure out their motive and plans if they keep this up. He is not only showing them, Y/n Zoldyck is warning them. With the same communication that the two used. Without any word spoken between these three, a full-blown conversation has been said. The moment that the navy-haired boy's eyes flicker. Y/n knew that he caught on. And so those the butler. 

I am perfectly capable. Are the words left unsaid.

The butler's face morphed to realization and smirked.

Checkmate...

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He should've known better than to trust anyone that just popped out of nowhere, but here is Y/n doing just that. Trusting the people that popped out of nowhere... even though he is technically the one who popped out of nowhere-

"As I've told you, I don't know how I ended up here. A big black hole sucked me in. That's my only explanation."

"You wouldn't be here if you just got... sucked.. into a black hole or whatever."

The white-haired boy crossed his arms in annoyance. Seriously?! He already said that he didn't know and yet here he is being a stubborn prick. It's not his fault that he is the one who is chosen to be sucked by a hole!!! That sounds wrong-

"Alright then-" 

He perked up when he heard the eye-patch boy start.

"What can you do for us."

It was not a question, it was a demand, a demand for answers. And Y/n knew that. Everyone in this room knew that. He has the authority here, and Y/n can't deny him. That's basically like disrespecting your parents. 

Well, Y/n Zoldyck isn't exactly well-known for being a good son. Especially when his parents themselves are not quite good to their kids as well. The feeling's mutual you assholes. 

So, he did what he can do best. 

To be a fucking annoying menace to society.

He leaned more onto the desk in front of Ciel -they introduced themselves earlier- and put his arm onto it, propping his chin on his palm in the process. He smirked.

"Nothing. I can't cook, am too lazy to clean, nature is not nice to me, and taking care of you like this person over here is tiresome. I am a leader. I am the one who is giving orders. My orders are absolute. Understand?" 

He can feel Sebastian tense up behind him. Not out of fear. oh no, he tenses up to be alert. Awaiting for an upcoming attack.

Ciel narrowed his eyes at the boy in front of him. In which it seems to be the same age or younger. He didn't know what's the deal of this person right now. At first, he thought it is just the usual. But no, this person, this boy, he is more capable. He is more useful to him. That means he is more dangerous if he let the Zoldyck go. There is more to him than he thought. He can feel it. But he didn't know what it is.

And then he realized that he lied. Y/n lied about being useful. But there is hidden truth in there. 

I am useful on other things. I am not fit to be in a house doing house chores. I am more stronger than that more capable. Is what he can decipher to his little half-lie.

"If you can not do anything in exchange for staying in my manor. I am afraid that you have to leave. You look like you are in a good condition."

And then, Ciel's eye began to glow, bit by bit. They smirked at each other. 

"Then fighting for you sounds pretty good. Isn't it?"

"Very well then.."

Ciel offers his right hand to the Zoldyck. An agreement, a contract.

"Pleased to be in your care, Y/n Zoldyck."

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idk wtf happened to this chapter. I'm sorry if it is horrible. I've tried my best here....