OneShots (Requests Open :)

Sebastian x Ciel

 Ciel was sitting in the main room in the run-down cottage Sebastian and himself have accommodated for the night. He was absent-mindedly playing with a rook from the chest game he and Sebastian was playing, until Sebastian got up and excused himself from the game. Ciel sighed and slammed the rook back down onto its original position.

He had everyone of Sebastian’s moves covered, plus he has him in check. He has every possible move Sebastian could make covered. He sat back into the chair with a sly smile.

He's trying to avoid the inevitable. Ciel thought with a wiry smile.

He waited for Sebastian to return and quickly got impatient. He ripped his eye patch off and felt his connection to Sebastian. He was just outside-

Sebastian burst through the door holding a small plate with a cover. Ciel tilted his head in confusion.

“My apologies, my lord.” Sebastian said wearing his polite smile, but it looked strained. There was a loud crash outside which made Ciel stand up abruptly.

“Sebastian?”

“It seems that a demon has tracked us. My lord, I ask for you to remain here and stay safe. I’ll take care of this.” Sebastian seems worried. Ciel felt his stomach drop.

Quickly Sebastian rushed over to him and handed the plate to him. “Happy birthday, my lord.”

“What-“Ciel didn’t finish as a black mist formed in the doorway and slammed into Sebastian, sending him through the window. Ciel quickly ducked under the table as a black figure flew out the window after his butler.

Ciel took off the cover and found a small cake on the plate. Iced in his favourite blue. Ciel blushed, he had told his butler countless times not to give him things for his birthday. Now especially, he felt incredibly guilty, he didn’t know Sebastian’s birthday, after all this time he hadn’t asked once. Now he is facing all of eternity with the demon which, when Ciel tries to recall details, he knows very little about.

He blinks and raises a hand to his face, he jerks suddenly as his fingers touch something wet. He was crying? He shook his head and the crying stops.

Ciel looked back to the cupcake and frowns, for the first time since his transformation he wished that he human again, so he could eat it. Then Ciel noticed something. Upon closer inspection, the cupcake wasn’t actually a cupcake, it was a decorated jar. He scratched the side and clay fell off leaving pearly glass behind. There was something in the jar though. He lifted the lid slightly and a wisp of what looked like white mist slowly rose.

Ciel’s eyes suddenly turn bright crimson and his stomach rumbled. He licked his lips, Splendid, he thought. His thoughts were interrupted by a loud bang that came from outside the window. Slamming down the lid, he put the jar into his pocket and rushed to the window.

What he saw made his stomach turn. Sebastian. On the ground. What? His suit was in tatters and covered in mud. He wasn’t moving. Impossible.

Standing above him was a black figure, with a smoky haze around it. Holding above its head was a dagger.

“SEBASTIAN!!” Ciel screamed.

The figures head whipped around and it threw the dagger at the young duke. The aim was off, the dagger hit the window pan and the tip sunk into the wood. Ciel wasted no time he quickly tore the dagger out of the wood and jumped out the window. The figure turned and smiled, a wicked smile, completely, beautifully white with sharp teeth. Ciel hasn’t seen anything like it before; it seemed to be completely made out of smoke. A black, forked tongue slid out of its mouth and Ciel stopped in his tracks.