Broken Doll

Summary:- Dark secrets could not be kept hidden forever. Ciel Phantomhive, a typical college student in London, seemingly leads a normal life, that is, until he met Sebastian Michaelis, whose devilish red eyes saw right through him and his innocent act. Modern-AU. Yaoi.

Warnings: OOC. Yaoi. Violence and threatening behaviour.

Notes:- Sebastian x Ciel, one-sided Elizabeth x Ciel, one-sided Finian x Elizabeth and one-sided Maylene x Sebastian.

Rated:- T+ to M for violence, language and possible sexual themes- will be changed to 'M' if this occurs.

Chapter One

Slowly, carefully, and with quick, nimble movements…

Ciel Phantomhive stopped and then looked at his work with a smug expression. Taking a class at the nearby college to pass his time was certainly amusing, considering he should be focusing on more important thing other than making wooden dolls. Glancing upwards, he saw his teacher, Mr. Michaelis, eyeing him from afar with a curious expression.

Ciel, by far, was the most talented student in the class. He worked hard, kept his head down and didn't really talk to anybody. He was a top-grade student, but Sebastian wasn't buying it. It was too coincidental. A student had signed forms to enter this class last minute and actually got a place? No… It just didn't work out. Plus, he seemed like a prodigy, he always had around three pieces done before anyone even finished half of one. Maybe he was a toy lover and Sebastian was being too paranoid, but something seemed off, really off.

Sitting at the desk, he muttered to himself tiredly. Why did he teach this class on how to make stuff with wood? Because he was ordered to. He actually worked with the police force, and he was forced to watch over Ciel Phantomhive. His cover story was that he was a teacher, which he only got away with since he actually had the qualifications to do it, but really he was doing a private report on the nineteen year old boy.

To anyone else, Ciel was kind, smart and overly shy. He acted well, but Sebastian could see right through it. Well, kinda.

"Mr. Michaelis." Sebastian looked up to see Ciel looking at him with a bored expression. "I'm finished this one too. What should I do now?"

"What you usually do." replied Sebastian dryly, writing in his register to give Ciel a merit. "Either write a detailed report on how you made it or start a new one."

Looking behind himself, there were shelves full of the students works, but a full quarter had been filled in by the young Phantomhive. Ciel yawned as he leaned down, bringing out his notepad and a pen, writing a title and summary in neat italic, the pen making a small scratching sound as two dark blue eye followed the writing.

Student from the other side of the room were muttering among themselves, irritated that they were constantly outshone by this one boy. Actually, the only person who didn't talk behind Ciel's back was another hard working student under the name of Elizabeth. Everyone knew she had a major crush on Ciel, but they never dared voice it out. She was, after all, a fencing champion. No one wanted to be skewered just yet.

"Mr. Michaelis, I'm finished too!" she called out, causing most people to bash their heads off the table. If it wasn't Ciel showing them up, then it would be Elizabeth. She was cute, smart and rich, but she never made friends with people who she knew were using her for her parents money, her looks or trying to use her for studying. She was smart that way too.

Sebastian raised an eyebrow. At some point, he wondered if Elizabeth and Ciel were some form of due working together, but after investigating, it showed that Elizabeth had a private tutor at home, so of course she would be ahead of people.

"Come down and I'll examine your work." said Sebastian, yawning lightly. He never had to check over Ciel's work, the boys' work was flawless every time. Elizabeth was talented, but she did make mistakes every so often. Taking the doll from Elizabeth's hands, he smirked when he noticed it was modelled on Ciel. "I don't see any mistakes, but you should focus on the eyes a bit more. They lack character."

Elizabeth nodded, but she bowed her head. The eyes were always difficult, especially if she tried to model it off the boy she admired. He was so hard to read, but that only made her more curious about him. Taking her seat, she chanced a glance at Ciel, only to notice that he had already closed his notepad and started another model.

Ciel already picked up Elizabeth's attention on him, but he had to act nonchalant. He was, after all, being tracked by the police. A slight, but hardly noticeable, smirk crossed his lips as he continued carving his new doll. Fun and games had always been his forte, but the stunt he played a few weeks ago must have attracted attention. He was suspected, yet they had no proof.

All he had to do was play a game of puppets.

Tapping his fingers gently off his desk, Ciel kept firm attention to the board where numbers where quickly written down, memorizing them as he reminded himself to tap them into his phone later. A sub-teacher? Right then. The person teaching he didn't really know, but the way the numbers were written in complicated numbers showed where he had to go… but he was still waiting for the message to come on what time and what day it was meant to be.

'23x58x2'

23:58, tonight. Ciel sighed. To anyone else, it would have been a sigh at the sum written, but that was an easy matter to him. It was more or less the late night he was guaranteed that annoyed him. He blinked when the girl in front of him raised her hand eagerly to answer the question. Elizabeth was really irritating when he was trying to see the board.

"Is the answer 2668?" the sub-teacher nodded dully, clearly not interested in the class. Ciel continued to tap his fingers off the desk, narrowing his eyes when he felt someone looking at his back. He had to stay calm and collected, he was trained to do this-

Did he agree to have college students piss him off? No, it wasn't in his abilities from what he knew. As dangerous a person Ciel was, he still had his limits of enduring, especially when it came to normal school. He was, after all, home-taught.

"If you keep staring at my head all day, I'm going to kill you." growled Ciel, causing said boy who was staring at him to quickly look away. "This is the third time this day Finian, trying to have your blood splattered across the wall?"

Elizabeth blinked in shock as she looked behind herself, blinking green eyes as she saw Ciel's eyebrow twitching. She wasn't bothered with the threat he had thrown at her childhood friend, she was more worried by the fact he looked pretty annoyed.

Finian, a blonde haired boy with light blue eyes, keep his head turned to the wall, his face pale as he shook his head wildly. Ciel didn't even need to look to know the answer as he went back to his jotter, writing down quickly before shutting it, looking at the sub-teacher with a smirk on his face.

"Sir, I've finished my work for the day, may I be excused from the class?" Ciel didn't wait for an answer, just throwing his jotter on the desk and leaving without another word.

Finian looked at the door as it was slammed shut before his eyes drifted down to the front, watching Elizabeth stare at the door for a few moments before slowly turning back to her work, a small smile decorating her lips.

In life, some things were just twisted.

Looking at his watch, Ciel shivered as the chilly breeze brushed over his face and blew the hair away from his vision. It was only 23:20, but he appeared early on the spot just in case. It wasn't anything dangerous; he just had to pick up some supplies and more sniper ammo for Maylene.

Even though his senses were quite sharp, Ciel couldn't place the feeling of unease filling him. He was a professional, but he just… couldn't sense what was coming, so he couldn't put a strategy in place. He'd already mapped out escape exits, had his weapons on him, he didn't look conspicuous at all.

His eyes narrowed as he watched someone walk past him, said person was hiding his face with a cap and had his hands dug deep in his pockets. It looked shady, but it was late at night. Besides, if he did decide to attack him, Ciel was strong enough to defend himself.

What he wasn't able to defend himself from was a screeching girl who ran up to him, a smile on her face.

"Be quiet Elizabeth, it's late at night." growled Ciel quietly, causing the blonde, curly-haired girl to quieten down as she looked at him with a bubbly expression.

"Why are you out so late Ciel? You might get hurt!" she said, smiling widely as Ciel felt his eyebrow twitch. He didn't want to deal with her right now- and he really needed to get her out of her or she would be killed for being so close to him when he was in operation.

"Elizabeth, go home." said Ciel, closing his eyes and leaning against a wall. "You shouldn't be out this late either. I'll see you in class tomorrow. Better yet, I might even help you with that model of yours."

Elizabeth blushed, not really realizing his true intention in saying what he did. She clapped her hands together and giggled, her ted up hair blowing in the breeze.

"Ok!" she said happily, before she stopped and looked at Ciel with a curious expression. "Why are you out this late? Waiting for someone?"

"Yes, so I suggest you leave. Now." Ciel shifted, his brain formulating an excuse before he coughed. "He doesn't feel comfortable around females, so it would be in your best interest if-"

Turning round, Ciel outstretched his arm and grabbed someone's arm, twisting it and pushing him away before snarling.

"Don't sneak up on me." it sounded like a horrible hiss, and Elizabeth squeaked uncertainly. She heard something clatter on the floor, and as she looked down, she froze when she saw a knife and Ciel looked at her with cold eyes.

"Do you have a death wish? Leave or I really won't be able to help you tomorrow." she turned on her heels, bolting away from fright. She wasn't running from Ciel, she really wasn't, but she didn't really want to die yet either. Ciel turned back to his target, his lips crawling into a smirk as he chuckled lightly, keeping his distance as the male continued to hide his face. "How should I kill you? Slowly and painfully for threatening me and a classmate? Or maybe I should decapitate you and sink the remains. Maybe-"

Ciel stopped when he heard chuckling, the smirk being wiped off his face as his eyes flashed. Something was off, majorly off. Wasn't the person who attacked him merely a thief who was trying to mug him? Taking a step back, Ciel glanced down to see that he had stepped on the knife before quickly it away as it began flashing.

"You planned to stab me with that and detonate of C4 attached to it when it was stuck in my flesh." Ciel wasn't surprised; people came up with new things everyday. He watched as it stopped flashing and the male before him stayed still, still hiding his face. "Now then, leave now with your life or die here, you choose."

Ciel blinked before he tried to leap back, but he could shrug off the male as he leapt forward, clinging to him as his chest flashed red.

'He has C4 strapped to his chest!' Ciel's mind screamed at him as he grabbed the man by the throat, trying to separate himself as quickly as he could. 'Suicide bombers usually have a five second timer on the bomb attached to them, so I don't have time to get away-!'

He did manage to separate himself from the unknown person, but the C4 exploded as he tried to leap back. Skidding across the ground, Ciel stayed still, his heart thudding in his chest as he tried to figure out how much damage he had taken. Was the message he got in college all a set-up?

Spitting blood, Ciel tried to sit up, but he felt two hands appear on his chest and push him back down.

"Don't be a fool; you'll only get yourself killed if you move."

Ciel flashed his eyes wide before spluttering, forcing himself to go back into the college student mode as blood splattered from his mouth. Right now he couldn't afford to be caught out, if he got caught out, then he was probably going to end up dead when the government found out about his crimes.

Plus, Ciel already knew that this Sebastian Michaelis was more than just an everyday teacher. He knew Sebastian worked in the police force and he knew that the older male was a well respected officer that was tasked with the more difficult things. Hopefully, his acting could pass well enough and Sebastian wouldn't manage to figure out that he was a freaking murderer.

Ciel kept still as he felt his shirt being torn from his body and panicked internally, feeling the cloth being pressed against the largest wound the C4 had created. Trying to keep himself calm, Ciel closed his eyes and gritted his teeth together when he felt his head throb, Sebastian remaining on top of him as he attempted to stop the bleeding.

"Sometimes I wonder what you do." said Sebastian quietly, causing Ciel to open his eyes a crack. "I mean, you are smart and you've always been suspicious in my books, but I can't say anything against you since I only saw you defending yourself and saving a girl. Who are you exactly, Ciel Phantomhive?"

Ciel let a smirk grace his lips before it dropped from his face, feeling his shoulder burn painfully before he composed himself.

"I-I'm a college s-student?" he said, deliberately making his lower lip tremble as he clenched his eyes shut again. "I d-don't know what happened- Someone gave me a note saying the found a bag that belonged to m-me and when I got here-"

"You were attacked by a man with C4 attached to his chest." said Sebastian dryly. The kids acting was pretty good, so it was pretty hard to tell if he was lying or not.

Ciel blinked before cursing in his head, feeling his vision flicker. If he passed out now without knowing if he was caught out or not, he'd be waking up in a high-security prison cell. Forcing his eyes open, he froze when he felt Sebastian's hand cover his eyes and close his eyelids.

"You might as well rest. Its better being unconscious than feeling the pain as I tend to your wounds."

Being unconscious was good to escape pain, but falling unconscious with wounds so serious was just begging for death. Glancing to the side, Ciel let his eyes droop, seeing his gun and knife were next to the corpse of the dead man. He could make the excuse that he was threatened with the objects if his DNA were on them, but Ciel highly doubted that.

He was careful. He was sly.

He wouldn't get caught. He never had and never would. He let his consciousness slip from him, his mind finally deciding that this Sebastian didn't suspect him to much as he felt himself being lifted from the ground and held firmly.

If he died, he certainly wouldn't get caught at all, but Ciel doubted he would die anytime soon. He wasn't willing to go to hell to play with the devil yet.

Sebastian remained quiet as he sprinted through street, dark red eyes glinting in the streetlights as the clock struck midnight. The bell rang and rang, earning a couple screeches from sleeping cats and a few grumbles from homeless people, but Sebastian couldn't bring himself to care.

He had a bleeding boy in his arms that needed treated, that's all he knew right at that moment.

A/N: Boredom fic to pass my time~ Written a while ago but then I decided to continue it after looking at my plot notes x3

Let me think... I have a lot of writing to do tonight if I want to update my other stories, but I'll try to update this as soon as possible, even though it will be difficult to do since I'm planning to write longer chapters for this one~~

I hope you enjoyed reading~ Anyone want to guess what Ciel's objective is? Or Does anyone want to guess if Sebastian suspects Ciel or if he's actually really clueless?

And If Sebastian does know about Ciel... What do you think he would do once he discovered the truth?

Anyway, that's me for the day (hopefully)~

~Sky~