Edit: 4.4.2012:

Ugh, I just read the first chapter through and died because of the typos and grammar mistakes. I'll be going through the chapters right away when I have time to fix them.

A/N: I am tired, and came up with an idea for a multi-chaptered fic, and here is what I drabbled together.

Tell me what you think, should I continue or ditch?

It was a dark night. Ciel, a hired assassin, took out his phone for one last time to confirm the address. 'Yes, this must be the place', Ciel thought while looking at the house about 20 meters to his right. The house was white, and the lights were on inside.

Suddenly, the silent vibration of his cell phone interrupted Ciel's thoughts. He sighed and took his phone out for the second time during the past two minutes. The phone's screen was flashing the caller's name, or more likely the title of the caller. "Well, what is it?" He answered, sounding a bit pissed, knowing his boss would probably have nothing else to say except for to check his whereabouts. He didn't trust Ciel one bit anymore, though the boy understood that, he had fucked up pretty bad in the near past. "Remember your place, brat. Where are you?"

'Tsk. I knew it he would be asking that'.

"At the target's house. And I am not a brat, I am seventeen, as you know full well".

He knew he had been a brat back when he was fourteen, but not anymore. It had been three full years since he had started to work for the mafia. "You'll still be the same brat to me, Ciely. And good, just don't fuck everything up this time, you still aren't forgiven for what you did last month". The blue-haired assassin sighed again, now louder. "Oh come on now, Willie", Ciel blurted out, emphasis on the nickname he knew his boss despised. "Everybody makes mistakes sometimes, you know".

"Just don't do that again", William answered the boy, and hung up the phone, leaving the teenager to listen the 'beep, beep, beep'-sound.

'Asshole', Ciel thought and started walking closer to the house he was supposed to break in, get some stolen documents back and… Shall we say, quietly eliminate the person living there. Will hadn't told him a lot about the target, only that he was on his mid-twenties or so, and that he had done something for the mafia. So, as far as Ciel knew, it was revenge and an eye for an eye-case.

As the boy reached the house, he froze as he saw a figure inside. The man inside was doing some paperwork (or so Ciel thought, it looked like it at least), and Ciel quickly ran to the backyard of the house to search a way to get in.

It didn't take more than a couple of minutes for Ciel to find a backdoor, and he approached it. He was about to take out his lock pick, but then saw the door was actually a bit open. 'How careless', he thought.

'You never know who might come in if you leave the door open to everyone like this. Oh, the irony'.

He stepped in quietly, finding himself in a living room or so, judging by the big sofa and TV. He glanced around the open house, and found the target sitting in a different room, his back facing Ciel.

Ciel quietly walked to his target, carefully watching his step. As he approached the man, he saw that the black-haired man was actually wearing a suit, and a tie with it.

'Who actually wears a tie at home?'

When Ciel was only about a couple of meters away from the man, he held his breath and prepared to knock the man unconscious. He raised his hand, and forcefully hit the back of the man's neck, earning a quiet yelp while seeing the man fall on the floor.

"I'll be right back when I've got what I need", Ciel said quietly, knowing the man wouldn't answer. He quickly checked the papers the black-haired man was going through, and decided those documents weren't the ones he was looking for.

He walked around the house for a while, looking for a room that would look something like a study. He walked upstairs, and walked into a room he assumed that was the man's bedroom. He found a study table from the room, and took out his cell again and speed-dialled his boss. "What's it, brat?"

"Fuck you, what did I tell you about calling me brat? Anyway, whatever, if you want the fucking documents or whatever back, tell me what I'm trying to look for".

"There's about 15 pages stolen, at the first one is headlined 'Michaelis'". "Uhm, okay…" Ciel answered, half listening. He was going through the piles of papers, until something caught his eye after a while. A small pine on the bed table was titled as William had said, and he went to pick the pile up. "Alright, I've got it, I'll be back there in about an hour", Ciel said and hung up without waiting for an answer. Suddenly, he froze when he felt a strong arm around his neck.

"My my, aren't the burglars quite daring nowadays?" An unrecognizable voice stated while tightening the grip around the teenager's neck. 'Fuck…' Ciel thought, panic starting to rise. He had to get out of the situation. He was close to failing again.

He jabbed his elbow on the captor's stomach as hard as he could, hoping to get away from the grip. The man took a sharp breath, and let his grip go so that Ciel could escape. He turned around, and pulled out a knife out of his jacket. He was faced with his very own target, now facing him. He was actually pretty attractive.

"Tsk. Of course I should have killed you first, what a fool I am", Ciel said, raising the knife.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you", the man answered and pulled out a small gun from the back pocket of his pants. Ciel froze. What the fuck is he supposed to do know?

"Quite cowardly of you to attack me when I was not even aware of your existence, wouldn't you say?" The man continued, motioning Ciel to give the knife to him. "You must be from the mafia too, eh?" He continued. "Here to steal my papers again? Didn't you already get enough from my life?" The man's attitude suddenly changed into very threatening, and Ciel backed away just a bit.

The man opened his mouth once again.

"Now, little boy, just give me those papers back, and I just might let you go". The black-haired man was now fully pointing the gun straight to Ciel's forehead. "You make me give them".

"My pleasure".

A/N: CLIFFHANGER ON THE FIRST CHAPTER. I know I'm a bitch.

Anyway, hello people. It's been a while again.

So, tell me, should I drop the idea, or continue it? Constructive criticism and ideas are welcome, and of course, I LOVE REVIEWS. Doesn't matter what they contain (but no flames please, they hurt), I just adore them. I'll worship you forever if you review. Thank you, loves! (:

ALSO, the one who notices a yaoi manga reference in this gets a biiiiiiiiiig, chocolate cookie!