7:00pm:

Atticus Bar:

A small group of college men sat around one of the tables in the crowded college bar. Each of them gulping down much more alcohol than they probably should; rough housing and slurred laughs passed between them. The night was normal, exams had just ended and many college students were out partying of some sort. Simple innocent fun, well...for 23 year olds it was. However, for Sebastian Michaelis it was the beginning of a new feeling for him. He couldn't describe it, at least not at this moment in time, but in the future, when he looked back, it would be a story he told his children. Well, if he ever gets to see that day. For what had started off as harmless fun quickly turned into something much much more serious. And it all had started with a bet.

"Ayee! Sebastian!" One of the men said wrapping an arm around Sebastian's shoulders more to balance himself than act friendly.

"Hows life maan? I been hearing the recent s-stories! Preettyy intense! What number you at now?" the man looked at Sebastian like he was a god or something, all the other men quieted a bit to listen to Sebastian's answer.

Sebastian's first response to this was a smirk, but not just any smirk, one that could charm the pants off any female that walked his way; which was exactly what he used the look for. Sebastian had a reputation, it wasn't considered a healthy one, but to the guys, he might as well be their teacher.

"Are we just counting this semester? Because I believe my numbers are off a bit. Let's face it, I've already gotten most if not all of the pretty girls here, and the less than attractive ones usually come with a bit of alcohol. It's not easy to look at them while doing such an act. It's quite tiring, but to answer your question, I would say this semester is about thirty seven."

At that every man around him gasped and "oh"ed.

That's right, Sebastian Michaelis, was a man whore.

It's not like Sebastian would deny such a thing, he fully understand that many women here call him that. (Only AFTER they take a test drive though)

He had laid more women than any rich older man and he was only 23 years old. However, having such a record does have its downfalls. Yes he has run out of options. He had the pretty, the ugly, the smart, gothic, redneck, you name it he's fucked it.

Sebastian took another shot then turned to the table of obnoxious guys.

"I've run out of options, I need new prey, it's quite boring being with women so often, I want a new goal. Something interesting…and creative, and different, and-"

"Male?" Another friend, Andrew, had finished.

"Male?" Sebastian answered back almost in a confused tone. Andrew smirked evilly and turned Sebastian's head over to the bar.

There, sitting in the corner was a boy. At least, he appeared to be a boy, he looked 16 but had to be at least 21 to be in the bar in the first place. Sebastian gazed at him for a moment taking in the boy's appearance.

He was short, probably only came up to Sebastian's chest. He had hair as black as ash but not as black as Sebastian's hair; it seemed to have a bit of blue tint to it from the lighting. He was wearing a simple grey jacked and jeans with tennis shoes. His skin a fair polished color which from what Sebastian could see had no blemishes at all; pure. Sebastian couldn't see his face however for his head was looking down at his drink.

Sebastian didn't know what to think of trying to get another male in bed, especially not one that would make him look like a pedophile. He turned back to the table to explain but before he had the chance the other guys were already discussing plans of action.

"We could jump him when he leaves! And Sebastian could save him!" one stated.

"OR! Wee could just follow him around allll night! And BEG him to go out with you!" another cheered. Sebastian squeezed the bridge of his nose and hushed them all.

"Listen, I don't think this is a good idea, he looks like he could be, I don't know 12, and I don't want to look like a pedophile. Maybe we should pick someone else."

Andrew smirked again and said "What? Afraid you won't be able to fuck the little creep? Is Sebastian losing his touch?"

Sebastian turned angrily to Andrew "Of course not, don't be ridiculous I-"

"Then what are you worried about?" Another named Logan answered. "If anything I think you're afraid of getting rejected!"

Another guy named Kendel spoke up "Well if THAT'S the case! I say we bet! I b-bet Sebastian can't bed the little brat in.. a month! I'll give you leverage since your 'new' at this game." The other guys began to agree with Kendels decision. He sighed. Why did he hang out with these drunks? Granted he was a bit buzzed he seemed to be the mature on at the moment.

After a bit of thinking he looked up at his 'friends' and said "If I can do it, what would I get?" The boys quietly whispered together for a brief moment. Then they turned to Sebastian and Logan answered "If you can fuck him, and get him to ADMIT he did it with you, and then we will clean up after your kitten, do all of your homework for a semester, AND do your chores."

Sebastian liked the sound of not having to do homework for a few months. "And, just for conversational purposes, if I don't do it in a month?" The boys all smiled "Then we get to have a party at your dad's estate when he's not home." Sebastian paled a little, his father was the CEO of a major company, one Sebastian didn't care enough to look into, all he knew was his dad was bloody rich. To have a party in his house when he wasn't home? Not going to happen.

"Deal" He choked out and shook Logan's hand. "Now for a plan of action…Kendel?"

Kendel smiled and grabbed Andrew "Lets doo this!" They both grabbed full glasses of beer and tried to stand up as straight as they could, heading over towards the bar.

"Hey, wait!" Sebastian had no idea what their plan was but it probably wasn't pleasant.

7:45pm:

The chain of events that had occurred had happened so fast Sebastian hadn't even seen them coming. He had watched Andrew and Logan trample across the bar towards the boy. Once they got there they began rough housing lightly at first, but soon their pushes turned into shoves and soon they were hitting each other, all while holding full glasses of beers in their hands which were sloshing around just begging to pour over the edge. One final push had Logan's body sent back towards the boy, he pulled Andrew shirt and brought him with him. In the most drunk and clumsy way possible, they both sent their drinks in the boy's direction until.

'SPLASH'

Sebastian jumped up immediately and made his way over to the mess. He stepped over the guys who were thrown into hysterical fits of laughter rolling around on the ground.

"Are you alright?" Sebastian asked in a low voice.

"We're FINE!" Logan yelled happily

"Not you two, you assholes." Sebastian looked up at the boy currently drenched in alcohol. He was wiping his eyes furiously. Sebastian felt his sympathy for the boy rise when he realized his eyes probably stung like hell.

"Here, let me help you clean up, come with me" Sebastian lightly touched the boys arm until the boy complied with him and began guiding him towards the bathrooms.

The boy said not a word, not even a groan from the pain as Sebastian led him into the bathrooms and turned the water on helping him clean the alcohol from his eyes. The boy stood at the sinks and used paper towels to clean himself. Sebastian stood from the side gazing at him. He was even shorter than Sebastian had guessed, his legs and arms were lanky, not unhealthily so, but small none the less. The boy stripped his wet jacket and stood awkwardly with it until Sebastian offered to hold it. He looked at the now exposed pale skin of his upper arms. Sebastian couldn't help but want to bite it, and mark it.

"So...what's your name?" Sebastian wanted to ask sooner or later, and the awkward silence was getting to them since no one else was in the room.

The boy froze with a paper towel covering his eyes. He lifted his head slowly and whispered in a barely audible voice

"Ciel."

Sebastian moved towards him. That voice, that small word just drew him in. He moved next to Ciel and asked

"Does this Ciel have a last name?"

Ciel kept his head down a bit, wiping his eyes again before answering

"Phantomhive."

Ciel Phantomhive sounds familiar. Hmm Sebastian couldn't recall at the moment.

"I'm Sebastian Michaelis" Sebastian reached down to remove the towel from the boy's face to get a better look. If this child was ugly it was going to be a long two months.

Once the towel was removed the boy peered up at Sebastian. Sebastian was at a complete loss for words. He had not expected this. The boy was….beautiful.

His face was as pale and pure as the rest of his skin; he had a tiny nose, and soft looking lips. His eyes were large and although appeared empty, held the color of cerulean and ice. They shined in the dimly lit room. Sebastian couldn't help but be mesmerized by their beauty. His ash blue hair splayed across his forehead damp from the towel and drinks. His face held just about no emotion at all. He was a blank page and nothing more.

This whole boy had the qualities Sebastian was looking for, ohh, soon Sebastian would own him. This boy would be his pet. In time, he would make that face twist and scream in pleasure with a bright blush spread across his face and those pale lips opened wide.

Sebastian could hardly wait.