well here is my first ever fan fic. i hope its ok. all comments accepted.

P.S i do not own kuroshitsuji or any of the characters apart from my OCs.

oh another quick word thanks to my best friend who help me finish this story. :)

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thoughts

LINE = time space.

The foster home.

I guess my parents didn't love me but I just don't know. I was abandoned when I was a baby. Ever since then I have been in and out of foster homes. Then I came here.

Chapter 1: Hilton's home for foster children.

"Here we are Sebastian" the woman who had been driving said looking in her mirror at me. Before she had said any thing I was looking out of the car window. The hills defiantly stated that I was not in the city any more. I had known the woman who was driving a long time. She was the one who can a got me when a nun found me on the doorstep of a monastery. I grew to know her as madam red -she always wore red- "Sebastian" she called to me. "What?" I asked scowling at her. "Well what do you say?" she asked as we pulled up the long gravelled drive way to a massive house. I was not impressed. "Woo I'm so excited" I expressed in a sarcastic manner.

Well I guess this is where my life begins.

The place was dark in side. It was full of old objects that looked like they dated from the Victorian era. "This place will not only be your home but school as well. You car is in garage number 06 and your room is number 04. You will be sharing with a boy named Ciel Phantomhive. Well I guess that's about it really" Madam red told me as I took in my surroundings looking around the entrance hall. I guess it's a good thing that she doesn't know I'm bisexual or she won't let me share. "Oh one more thing" she said as she stopped dead in her tracks with me nearly bumping into her. "Mr Tanaka is expecting you. He is in the room just down the hall on the left" she smiled at me. I looked around the corner and shouted back "which door on the left?" I raised my right eye brow. "The last one" she called back as she pointed but I guess I just didn't give a flying fuck. Madam red turned around a left the way we came. Just great new place and I'm left alone. I hated it here and I had only been here 5 minutes. As I walked down the hall I remembered the last place.

I had gone to live with some people who were really into there faith. They went to church every Sunday and prayed before dinner. After about 8 months they had decided that I really wasn't fitting in there family I really couldn't care less. Apparently they couldn't deal with my bad language, my gothic dress sense, my heavy music and my smoking and not to mention my how should I put it, my one night flings, both boy and girl I might add. Why settle for one when you can have both. Well no ones perfect and certainly some one who was left by the people who that person thought they trusted. Truth be told you can't trust no one or at least they had to earn you trust.

"Arg too many doors" I stood there looking really glum. Holding my back pack and with a smoke behind my left ear. That's when I felt some one watching me.

Ceils POV

*Knock knock knock* "enter" I shouted from behind a dark door. "Well he is here" said the high pitched girl as she bounded into the room. "Well what does he look like?" asked a teen who was laid near the window "well we didn't get long miss bubbly here was to entrance by his back side" said a taller teen that was properly 17 or 18. "Just tell us what you know" demanded another bubbly kid who was bouncing up and down in excitement. "Well he has a gorgeous ass." said the cheery girl. "We gathered that" answered another teen was properly the same age as the taller teen who had spoke first. "Well…" continued the girl "he was in black. He had big buckled boots, dog collar, black hair long at the front short at the back with a bit that stuck up on top." she smiled at her thought. "Basically a Goth then?" asked another tall teen with glasses. "Hay maybe you have a play mate now who's in your style" the bubbly blond boy directed to me. I was sat in the chair at the centre of the conversation looking rather like a king. "Hmm. Maybe we will have to wait a see for now every one go back to your rooms." I motioned with my hand.

Sebastians POV

"Well Mr Michaelis I hope you will like it here" the gray old man in front of me expressed with a gentle smile. Then he began explaining the rules. I wonder how many I can break before the weeks end.

"1. there will be no smoking or drugs" he said and took my smoke from my ear. Well that was strike one to being on my hit list. Never touch my smokes.

"2. No going out after 9:00pm." great so I'm like 12 now.

"3. Every one is expected to be in their first class by 8:30am sharp" strike two making me get up early.

"4. When attending school uniform must be worn" that one I can understand as long as the uniform is not some strange colour.

"5. Everyone must fill out the incident form. I will give you one in a moment. It will explain all the rules." he finished with a smile. I just sat there and scowled. "Oh One more thing. This is the most important rule of all. There will be absolutely no sex understood?" he looked at me waiting for the answer. I just nodded my head. So now I'm confined to having no sex. Well that's my week ends fuck up.

I looked over my shoulder for the 8th time since I started walking back to the main office. I'm sure someone is following me. The walls looked really boring; there were just a few old pictures.

The main office was very boring as well. I got my form and took a seat at the near by table. Some one came in and went back out. I looked over from the form to the window that was in front of me. There was defiantly someone there. I have excellent eye site.

Wow there's a lot of stuff on here. So as normal more work. Great. I filed it in as best I could.

Name: Sebastian Michaelis

Age: 17

Date of birth: 6th of June

Sex: Male

Sexuality: Bisexual.

Brief statement: I love to be called sebby or demon as a nickname. Oh and teachers beware

Favourite hobbies: reading, listening to music, teasing people, plying the violin, sex (a lot) and smoking if it counts.

Grades from last school: English A, Maths A, Science A, Religious education F, P.E A*, History B, Music A* in violin grade 10.

Last schools name: Belton's school for boys.

Criminal convictions: 5. 1. Hot wired a car twice. 2. Beat some who up who tried to jump me. 3. Threw a kitchen knife at some jerk who tried to mug me. 4. Climbed a lamp post and refused to come down. (Don't think it counts the cops just had a go at me)

Last date of criminal conviction: yesterday (the lamp post stunt)

The rules seemed boring so I didn't read them all. As I walked to me room I was defiantly sure some one was watching me, I had the crepes running through me. I guess the schools over for today. My chains that hung from my belt rattled with every step I took, along with the creaking in the floor boards. Jeez this place is old.

I eventually got to my room. 04 on the last fucking floor. I knocked out of respect. "Come in" a voice shouted from the other side. I obeyed and went in. I was greeted by the site of a boy sat in a chair in the middle of the room. His legs were crossed and had his head rested on his hand. "Hi" I noted as I closed the door. He nodded his head in agreement.

I began decorating my side of the room. My posters and my calendar were hung up first. "What's this?" I suddenly realised the boy was stood next to me holding my diary. "Nothing" I justified as I snatched it away. "Oh. Ok well I'm going to go back to watching you" he said in a cocky manner as he moved back to his bed. It was like he was the king or some thing.

When I was just about finished with decorating my side the door suddenly burst open and a springy blonde haired boy bounced into our room followed by others. "CIEL! How are you?" he near enough shouted in the poor slate haired boy's ears. "Oh hi" a blond girl said offering me her hand "I'm Lizzy" she gave me a warm smile. I shook her hand "Sebastian" I replied. "Well I'm 16 and I am very pleased to meet you" she beamed at me. "Oh cool. I'm 17 but don't fall for me" I gave her my signature smirk and watched her drown in her thoughts. She snapped back out of them when the bouncy boy came over to her "I…I won't" she stammered. I love doing this to people there reactions are always interesting. "This is Alois" she motioned to the boy who had again attached his self to the slate haired boys arm. "Hi. I'm 15" he said looking at me with big bright eyes "wow you are gorgeous" he battered his eyes "and he is gay" Lizzy clarified for me. He just smiled. "This is Undertaker" she motioned to the long gray haired kid. "Hello I'm 17 and while every one else is stating there sexuality I might as well to, I'm straight" he answered I a creepy voice while rubbing his hands together. Boy he had long nails. "That is Grell" she pointed at the red headed thing. "Oh. A new hot guy. I'm 17 and I guess you are too." he winked at me. That's one to beware of. "I'm Clude" a guy with black hair and glasses added "I'm 17" he specified. "Yer he's Aloise's bo" Lizzy giggled. Clude just smiled. "And I'm Ciel. I'm 15 if you wanted to know. And while were at it I'm bisexual." the slate haired boy said. "Yer if you wanna get with him you have to work hard" Claude said. "Ok. Whys that?" I was curious. "Take it from me and Claude who has been in Ceil's eyes for a while. It takes a lot be there. He is quite demanding." Lizzy said sitting next to Ciel. "Well if you say so but in my defense you wanted me to be dresses 'cutely' as you put it and Clude couldn't keep up with my demands." Ciel gave me a saucy wink when he looked back at me.

'Jackpot' ran through my head.

I finished off decorating my side of the room. My posters stood out they were of my favourite bands. Black veil brides, Nightwish, sisters of mercy and of course evanescence.

"Yes some who likes Nightwish" Lizzy said standing next to me. "Yer I love the song bye bye beautiful" I smirked at her again. This time her knees went weak. "Well we gota go" a boy said. I forgot to ask his name. "Hey what's your name?" I questioned. "William. I'm Claude's older brother by 1 year and at school I'm a prefect I look after the class in study hall." he smiled while pushing his glasses up. Another boy was just sat there with another boy who looked like he was playing with some thing. "He's Pluto" ciel gestured to the sitting boy with white hair. "And that's snake. Just like undertaker no one knows his real name but he always speaks as his snakes. Emily, hiss and Sid" Ciel said looking at the boy who looked like he had scales on his left check.

Ok.

"Anyway I do believe that William is right. You may all leave. Oh don't forget. I want a cup of tea in the morning with a scone. Lizzy your in charge of the scone and snake your in charge of the tea" Ciel waved his hand for them to leave. I couldn't believe it. It was like he was in charge that's when I herd his name. "yes young master" snake and Lizzy said. Lizzy did a curtsy and snake bowed. So he's what the head of the whole operation, master of the whole manor and I just got stuck with him. He's going to be challenging.

When they left and I had finished unpacking. I laid on my bed. "So. Talk about your self" Ciel demanded. He was looking at me with one bright blue eye. "Well I'm 17. I've been in and out of foster homes for as long as I can remember." I said looking at my gloved hands, they were fingerless. "As you could guess I am a Goth. I love demons and stuff to do with hell but not because I'm a Goth it just fascinates me" I stated. I turned to look at him properly and replace my hands under my head. Wow. Is everyone sure that he is a boy, he seems so feminine and not to mention stunning.

Perfect soft looking skin. Pale. Rosy lips. So asking to be kissed. Hair perfectly styled. Eye patch added to his mystery.

"Are you ok? You're staring" Ciel looked slightly worried. "Erm…yer sorry" I said with a smile. I put my hands up in defence. Ciel grabbed my left hand. "Why are you wearing gloves" he gave me a wicked smile and peeled my glove off my left hand. His eyes went to comic portions when he saw my tattoo. "Wow. You have a tat" he said excitedly holding my hand. "Yer" I whispered. "Well no one has one here" Ciel stated looking at me. I just couldn't help my self. Leaned in. our lips connected. His lips so soft, it was him that moved first. Our lips started to move against each other. He opened his mouth. I slid my tongue in and started to explore. He broke the kiss.

"What was that for?" he looked at me a little breathless. "I don't know. You moved your lips first" I smiled. "Well aren't you just cute when you blush" I really couldn't help but comment on his crimson checks. "Keep away from me" Ciel shouted at me while pushing my hand back into my chest.

"What?" I asked in disbelief "I didn't mean to make you mad at me" I was shocked at his out burst. "No. just don't come near me. Now listen to some music or some thing. Just don't come near me at the moment" Ciel was bright red.

Ciel's POV

God my pants were tight. I just had to get Sebastian to do some thing else and to stop him from seeing my growing bulge in my trousers. Shit. I need to move. It was starting to become really uncomfortable.

"Um…Sebastian. I'll be right back" I didn't wait for his reply I had to get to the bathroom right now. I left him sat on his bed.

The bathroom was a safe haven. Dam Sebastian was hot and I really wanted to jump him.

Sebastians POV

What was up with him? I didn't know.

I laid back on my bed and stared at the ceiling. This place was looking up. I took a smoke and put it in my mouth when the bathroom door opened up. "Better?" I asked not looking at him. "Yer. If you want to smoke do it out the window. I just quit last month." he clarified walking over to his bed. I walked over and perched my self on the window sill with the window wide open and lit my cig. "Hey Sebastian" Ciel looked at me. "Yer." I answered looking at his eye while holding my smoke out the window. "Do you like me?"

well there it is. as i said it my first. sorry for any spellings or grammar. not my strong point.