[ Black Butler One Shots ]

Ciel Phantomhive x Rishima Celine || The Queen's Snow Leopard || ILY, Kitty

Name Meanings:
~Rishima = Moon Beam
~Celine = Moon
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Info on Rishima Celine:
~boys/men consider her extremely beautiful
~is 13 years old
~is 5'0 tall
~was experimented on as a child at the age of five and now has snow leopard ears and tail (Ciel won't be allergic to her though even if she's in her snow leopard form because she was born human)
~has milk chocolate brown hair that is androgynous and light grey eyes
~wears a black cloak, black shorts like Ciel's, a matching lightish-dark grey crop top with no sleeves, black combat boots, and a silver ring on her right ring finger that she had gotten before her parents were murdered (her parents had also given her a special daggar) (she made the shorts and top on her own)
~is the Queen's Snow Leopard and is known for being sneaky, clever, strong, and independent (also can be quite sarcastic and cocky at times)
~is homeless
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Here's how she looks:

*she is also wearing undergarments, aka a bra and underwear, underneath her clothes!*
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Rishima Celine's POV
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I am currently just standing outside, leaning against the wall of a bakery with my left leg propped up against it, watching civilians pass by who are giving me weird looks. I make sure that my hood keeps my face hidden, for my parents had told me to keep this hood on when I was a child due to my beauty and men's constant staring.

It had honestly freaked me out, that's why my parents had given me the cloak to wear and keep my features hidden away. Also because of my snow leopard ears and tail, since I was always teased for it by other children who never understood why I was different from them.

You see, I was taken away from my parents when I was five and was experimented on. Luckily, my parents had contacted the authorities immediately and had gotten me out of there in no time flat. Well, after a week they did, but they got me out safely. That's all that matters.

Now that I'm thirteen, whenever I have my hood off, it's only on occasion or if I'm fighting (it won't stay on when flipping and stuff). Something like that. When the men around me stare, I do still feel uncomfortable if it's a perverted stare, but if it's just one of those starstruck stares then that's fine. And yes, I can tell the difference between the perverted stare and the starstruck one. It's pretty easy, actually.

I remember when the Queen had noticed me and had offered me to work for her. Well, she noticed me and then sent her guards to bring me to her if I wanted the job, and then that's that, really. I hadn't mentioned anything about me being homeless, though. And I did have to take off my cloak, but I only did it if every man in the room, aka the male guards, left us alone. I didn't want anyone staring, besides my own gender, that way I felt more comfortable. The Queen complied and I showed her the real me, thus earning the name the Queen's Snow Leopard.

Since, you know, my snow leopard ears and tail.

And I've been on multiple missions by myself since then. I never once worked with a partner.