Ciel x Reader || Traitor

Trancy Manor: 11:00 PM, Alois' Bedtime

"[Name]!" 

Silence fell over the manor, as you sighed, lazing up from the couch, dropping your book on your bed, stood up, rolling your eyes.

"ALOIS!" You screeched back, and plopped yourself back down on the couch, picking your book up again, before another sound made you go rigid. 

"[NAME]!" 

"Jeez, I'm coming, Alois..." You muttered, sitting up completely, and putting your book down on your couch, and sighing, walking up the stairs, your feet dragging, as some thoughts crossed your mind.

"Hello?"

"Who the bloody hell are you?"

"None of your fucking beeswax is who," you snapped, before covering yourself up with your cardigan, and pressing your lips together, trying not to let this kid see your tears. (Okay, yeah, maybe he was taller, and maybe he was the same age, but still.) 

The boy snootily pushed past you, and you fell to the ground, your cardigan being ripped off your shoulders, and onto the ground, exposing the bruises on your shoulder, as if being gripped tightly. As the cardigan slipped off your arms, it showed the bruises you had gotten.

The blonde boy looked back, before seeing your arms, his face softening, just a bit. "Claude, pick her up."

"I-I have a h-home!" You protested, while lying, as the butler next to him picked you up from behind the knees and back, carrying you bridal style, emotionless.

And that is how you met your best friend, Alois, and how you ended up staying in his manor with him, almost at his side all the time, much like his butler. 

"Alois?" Your knuckles rapped on his door quietly, as not to disturb him. "It's me, [Name]."

The sounds of thumping feet came, as the door flung open, and he pulled you into a tight hug. "[Name]," he whimpered into your shoulder, as you pet his head. 

"Did you have a nightmare?"

He nodded into your shoulder, the mass of blonde hair tickling your neck. Carefully guiding your way back into his room, as you laid him on the bed, you next to him, as you played with his blonde hair. 

"Don't cry, dearest," you said softly, while touching his pale cheek with your thumb to wipe away the tears making their way down his face. "I'm here... I'll protect you."

"You have to promise to never leave me, okay?"

"I promise, Alois. I would never do that to you. I wouldn't leave you for the world."

"Not even if Ciel asked you?"

"Especially if he asked me."

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"A-Alois?" Voice breaking, you looked the young boy known as Ciel in his eyes. (Well eye) "H-How could you? He was my best friend! You killed him! YOU KILLED HIM!" You screeched, causing the boy to wince, and and smile up at you.

"[Name], you came..." Alois said softly, and you shushed him quietly. "Ciel came for me, [Name], he came for me..."

You nodded, sending a glare to the young Earl, making him step back a few steps. "I know, dear. I know," you sniffled slightly, holding the wound that was over his stomach area, the crimson staining your fingers as you pressed down on it. "I hate you!" You screeched, tears streaming down your face. 

"He killed my parents. He deserved it," he spat, your [e/c] eyes giving him a deadly look of murder.

"He would never, I'll kill you, you son of a bitch!" You shrieked, standing up, tears streaming down your face, hands raised in a smacking motion, "Alois... He loves me... He wouldn't do that, right?" Hands and body trembling, you looked down at Alois, your best friend. "He w-would never..."

The young earl caught your wrist, as you collapsed. Your best friend... No.. His eyes looked down at you solemnly, as you screeched loudly, "LET GO OF ME! L-Let go o-of me..."

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"Comfy..." You murmured softly. White surrounded you; your hand reaching out to rub the sleepiness out of your eyes. It was dark out, you noticed that much at least. A small candle light was at the bedside of your, well quite frankly, your bed, as you jolted up. This wasn't your bed. This wasn't your bed at all. "W-What?"

A teenager was at the foot of your bed, a small smirk playing onto his face. "So you're awake."

"L-Leave me alone!" Your shriek echoed through the mansion of the person in front of you, as he frowned. 

"You seriously don't remember me?" His voice was soft, as the boy, introduced himself. "Ciel. Ciel Phantomhive?"

Squinting your eyes as a headache came on, you let out a soft groan, as you shook your head. Absolutely jack shit came to mind---nada.

"How could you forget me? And remember him! Of all people!" Furrowing his eyebrows, his rage level ticked up notch by notch as he looked at your pretty, yet blank, expression.

"It's not ringing any bells, forgive me," you said, clenching the blankets. He killed your best friend, and now he wants you to make it up to him some how by remembering his stupid face? No fuck him. Just fuck him. "Y-You killed... Alois..." Tears were streaming down your cheeks, and you didn't know that they were there in the first place. 

His mouth settled into a frown as he crossed his arms. "You really don't remember me? I saved you."

"N-No! Alois saved me! F-From t-the st-streets!" You protested, but as he looked you over you started to doubt your now dead best friend. 

The boy's cerulean eye's bore into you, as Ciel shook his head, heading for the door. "Get some sleep." The door opened, and slammed shut with such a great force it made you flinch. 

Fucking Alois.

Brainwashing you.

Said boy paced through his NEW manor, and growled, kicking over a table, making Sebastian's eyes flicker over to him.

"Is something wrong, my lord?" The sick smile that was placed onto his face made the teenager even more pissed. 

"Shut the hell up, you bloody bastard." Pushing past him roughly, he debated whether or not to go into his room and sulk, but then remembered-- you were in his room.

The study it was then. 

Walking to the study, he opened the door, only to find a chess set. "Tch." 

FLASHBACK

"Come on, Ciel, let's play chess!" Your voice rang clear as you hung onto the young noble's shoulder, quite unlady like, might I add. But then again, if you two weren't best friends, he would probably kick you off. 

"No, [Nickname]," he sighed, while flipping through his book, reading at a fast rate. 

"That's the point of a chess tournament!" Whining childishly, you covered his eyes (well, eye) with your hands so he couldn't read) and snatched the book out of his hands. "Play me."

"You're going to lose, you know," Ciel said, as you smiled.

"[Last Name]'s never lose! I should know, I am one~!" You grin as you sit down at the table with him, pulling the chess set out to play. 

"Even if you are my best friend, even if you are a noble, you should know that Phantomhive's never lose," he said with a smirk. "I'll even give you an advantage, you can be white."

Nodding seriously, your face became serious, now looking like a noble woman. It matched your [f/c] well. D4.

D5.

C4.

Ciel's eyes furrowed unhappily. The queen's gambit? He didn't know how to play against that.

Cue wink. "I'll take your resignation now, Ciel-chan~!" 

The game play ensued, and you were going to checkmat-

The loud clock tower bonged loudly, as Ciel stood up. "Oh, look at the time. The next round is starting, [Name]. Let the games begin."

Flashback End

After he had won that round, he went looking for [Name], aka you. Nowhere to be found. You wouldn't have ditched the chess tournament, would you?

You didn't. 

Two days later, it was classified as a missing case,


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The teenager opened the door to his room, in which you sleep, hugging closely a plush pillow, as Ciel let a smile grace his face.

Not a disgusting smile, but an actual, genuine smile. 

Hot tears streamed down his face, he had lost his best friend--his crush.

"[Name]...Please...Just...Remember me..."

Walking over to the bed, he removed his shoes, and laid down, watching your beautiful sleeping face.

"Remember me, please." Your hair was screwed up all over your face, as you let out a little snore. Grabbing your hand from under the sheet, he squeezed it childishly. He was full out sobbing now. 

"..." 

He kissed your lips softly, and sniffled, as tears streamed down onto the white pillow.

And then you woke up.