The plan will be orchestrated this class, the last class of the day when Ciel is in biology. The problem is hey need the help of one of the other students, a perceived model student in the form of the Headmaster's neurotic son everyone affectionately nicknames Death the Kid. Adrian offered to help but he's too close to Ciel and Sebastian to not be a suspect if anything goes horribly wrong. But Kid? He's never been in trouble for anything and is an academic excellence, especially in the science classes. Sebastian corners him as he leaves for lunch, falling into step with him as they wait for the corridor to empty. "Well? I don't have all day. What do you want?" Kid ask once they're alone, impatient to get to the library where he spends lunchtimes reading and playing chess with himself. He leans against the wall with his arms crossed and scowling.
"Kid, just as pleasant as ever to talk to," Sebastian drawls, looking ahead casually. If this plan works, Ciel will be within his grasp, the little shit with the superiority complex under his thumb - what fun. "I need you to get involved in a little plan of mine. Not a major role just a distraction,"
"And what's in it for me?"
"My Year 10 textbooks - I never returned them and if you want they're yours,"
Kid can't pass up the chance to learn all the Year 10 material while he's in Year 9. That'll put him at an advantage next year and give him an edge over the teacher. Still, it isn't enough to get involved in some scheme with the infamous troublemaker. "I'll take the textbooks but what else can you offer me?"
"Ugh," Sebastian frowns. "You drive a hard bloody bargain,"
"You came to me," Kid smirks. "Are you forgetting who has the upper hand?"
Sebastian didn't want to acknowledge that. "Black Star won't give you any problems for the rest of the year," he offers, having seen how much the idiot makes fun of Kid.
"You can guarantee that?" Kid quirks an eyebrow, temptation in his voice.
"I can," Sebastian agrees.
"Alright. What do you want me to do?"
It's ten minutes before the bell ends to end the day, ten minutes before detention. Ciel realises how stupid this plan is - the risk factors alone makes it totally not worth doing this. A 1 hour detention isn't even that bad, why did he listen tp Sebastian? He watches the seconds tick by, it's time.
Kid is down the hall in chemistry, fiddling Sebastian's lighter in his pocket. The smooth plastic gives way to shockingly sharp ridged metal on the ignition. He scrapes it, hearing each little notch click into the mechanism. Go time. He sits at his bench right by the window beside the sinks and sharpens his vision to look around. Stein is busy and everyone else is dutifully copying notes. He takes a flint from the sink and walks over to the bin, silent so as not to alert anyone. A he reaches it, pretending to sharpen his pencil he pulls out the lighter, setting fire to the end of the flint and letting it fall into the bin, quickly closing the lid.
The bin is on fire.
The smell of burning plastic wafts through the room before the flames burst through the lid, licking up the wall. Stein barely has time to turn around before the fire alarm starts blaring above. He pauses, panicked before following procedure. "Alright, everyone get up - just leave your stuff and go down to the exit," he instructs, grabbing the fire extinguisher and quickly putting out the blaze to the tune of shuffling feet and laughter as several pupils video him for YouTube on their way out.
The entire school meets at the assembly point, a wide football field outside. It's the end of the day and a big mess, teachers groaning about being kept back late as the end of the day bell should have already rung. Fuck this, Death decides and declares the day officially over once everyone has been accounted for - letting everyone go back inside to pick off their stuff and leave. Of course there had to be a fire in Stein's classroom 10 minutes before the end of the day. That's an asthma attack, trespassing and a fire. The science department is officially cursed.
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Tales of Tribulation
FanfictionSebastian Michealis is stuck in a whirlwind world of despair until, thanks to some clever manipulation from external forces (namely his ornery friends) he finds his purpose - to serve as the Phantomhive butler, but so much more than that. Modern hig...