'My' Ciel X Reader, Part 1

                You are sitting in the back seat of your mom’s car on the way to Wal-Mart to take your grandma grocery shopping. You are reading the next uploaded chapter of Kuroshitsuji on your phone. It’s winter and your mom is a good driver, but, all of a sudden the car slides on the interstate. You hide behind a seat in shock when, BAM! Everything goes black. 

    You feel yourself sliding into consciousness. You feel a dress on your body that is princess style, poofs out from the waist down. You realize you are laying on grass. “Mmn.” You try to speak. You feel a bit weak and your head is pounding a bit.

    When you hear, “Hello, Miss?” You force yourself to sit up thinking, I know this voice.

    You open your eyes. “Finny?!” You look down at your hands. They’re now animated and gloved in black. You instinctively scoot back from him in shock about being in a parallel universe.

    “How do you know me, Miss?” He asks.

    Then you head pounds a little harder. “Oww!” You exclaim. The shock makes your head pound harder. You try to regain you calm composure.

    Then you see a familiar maid come out into what seemed to be a garden. “Mey-rin?!” You ask in surprise, again.

    She gasps, “Who must tis be?”

    You finally find yourself, again. “My name is (y/n). Is Sebastian around?” You say as your head stops pounding.

    They look at each other. “I’ll will get him.” Says Finny.

    “Did you hit your head?” She asks.

    “Yeah.” You confirm with a nod. It makes you head do a ‘Woom-Woom’ thing.

    All of a sudden you see a familiar Butler, “Who are you, miss? And how did you get here?” He pulls on his gloves “Mey-rin, go to your chores, please.”

    “Y-yes, sir.” She stammers and runs off.

    “I don’t feel comfortable talking to you here….” You trail off.

    He grabs you by the arm roughly to lead you inside. You pull away. “Chill it. I’m not going anywhere and even if I were I can’t very well run from a demon.”

    He looks at you in suspicion and then heads into the manor with you on his tail.

    “Are you taking me to Ciel?” You ask.

    “Yes.” He says with no emotion as you follow him through the halls. You feel you pulse quicken, because, you have always looked up to Ciel.

    You walk into what seems to be Ciel’s study as Sebastian explains what has come about thus far.

    “Where are you from?” Ciel demands.

    “You wouldn’t believe me.” You sit down and stare out a window.

    “Try me.” Says Ciel leaning back in his chair.

    “I’m from another dimension. Where I come from this is just a not real, a show for entertainment.” You say folding your arms and trying to word it so he understands.

    He looks at you like you’re crazy.

    “I can tell you things about yourself that only you and your demon know.” You add.

    “Really? Go ahead.” Ciel doesn’t change expression.

    “Sebastian’s a demon and his demon animal is a crow but he’s obsessed with cats, You have asthma and are allergic to cats, a very red grim reaper named Grell is in love with Sebastian, -“ Ciel cuts you off.

    “I believe you.” He interrupts.

    “Really?” You raise an eyebrow.

    “Yes.” Ciel says, still no expression.

    “Oh, also, in my world the year is 2015 and I’m from America.” You say.

    “About one and a quarter hundred years in the future?” Sebastian asks.

    “Yeah.” You nod.

    “What is the future like?” Asks Ciel leaning forward intrigued.

    “No. I don’t think I should do that.” You say worried rubbing the back of your neck.

    “What?” He asks.

    “I don’t wanna to screw up the course of history. I don’t want you ta go inventing things before they should exist. Being the owner of the Funtom Company and all.” You frown.

    He just smiles darkly at you amused.

    “What?” You ask.

    “Wanna screw up? Your accent is interesting.” He smirks.

    “Gee, thanks.” You say sarcastically.

    He seems amused again, “I’m guessing you don’t have anywhere to stay.”

    You frown yet again as soon as he says this.

    “Don’t worry. You can stay here.” He leans back.

    “What’s your deal?” You ask.

    “Heh. You really are not from here, are you? You’re suspicious of my motives?” Ciel asks.

    “Yes.” You say with your arms folded over your chest. “The Ciel I know does things for himself and himself only with a possible exception of your servants or Lizzy…. Sometimes. So why?”

    “I find you amusing.” He says plainly.

    “That I might believe.” You sigh, but, don’t let your guard down. When you remember what happened last. The memory flashes in your mind. Your eyes are little wide with shock.

    “What is it, (y/n)?” Asks Ciel.

    You shiver at the sound of his voice speaking you’re name, but, you keep calm. “Nothing. I just remembered the last thing that happened before I woke up at the manor.” You let out a big sigh.

    “What happened?” Asks Ciel interested.

    “I was in a tragic accident, I think.” You frown. “Anyway, can I see where I’ll be staying?”

    “Yes, Mil-“ Ciel interrupts Sebastian.

    “I’ll take her.” He grins. That’s when you realize that you and Ciel are about the same height.

    ‘How old is he? How old am I?’ You think to yourself.

    Soon you become vaguely aware of your surroundings. “Isn’t that your room?” You ask pointing to the left of the one you were about to enter.

    “Yes, it is.” He confirms then opens the door to your room.

    The room is gorgeous. It has a chandelier and small fireplace. The color scheme is shades of blue. “It’s amazing.” You smile. Then you see a mirror and gasp. You walk up closer to it. “Is that me?” You touch your face. “I look so different.” You pull at the corner of your eyes. Your hair and eyes are the same color. But, your eyes are a bit sharper, more piercing. “What am I wearing?” You look down to see an elegant light blue dress. “It’s so poofy.” You pat the skirt of the dress a few times. “I’m never ganna get ta wear pants again, am I?” You say to yourself all sad.

    “Pants?” Ciel asks in shock.

    “Oh yeah. Uhm…. Where I come from women are equal to men. They can wear pants and shorts.” You say.

    “Really? Tell me more.” He asks sitting down on your bed, calm.

    “You look serious.” You point out.

    “What about it?” He asks.

    “You darkly smile when you’re planning some scheme. So, I believe you for now.” You sit on the bed and fold your legs then shove the dress down. It’s all the way up to your face. You hit it a few times annoyed. “Argh….”

    “You really aren’t from hear are you?” He snickers, again, while you beat the dress in frustration.

    “What do you want to know?” You ask.

    “Anything.” He says interested.

    “Okay….” You think for a moment, “We can heat a house in the winter without fire and cool a house in the summer without ice.”

    “Interesting.” He says a bit wide eyed.

    “Also, we have cars. Uhm… Transportation Machines. An average car can travel about 100 miles per hour, but, usually travels at about 30-60 miles per hour on most roads.”

    He looks intently at you. “So, you said this is a show in your world?”

    You nod, “Yes. Everyone here is a character in it, except me obviously.”

    “Who is your favorite?” Ciel asks.

    You hesitate for a moment, “Most girls like Sebastian.” You say twiddling your thumbs.

    “Disappointing, but, that’s not what I asked, is it?” He says resting his chin on his hand.

    “No, it’s not.” You look over out the window, trying to avoid answering.

    “You favor Sebastian too, don’t you?” He says through his teeth.

    His tone of disgust almost hurts and you blurt without thinking, “No, I like you.” You cover your mouth quickly with a slap. But, you realize it’s too late and just look away as your face turns a bit red.

    “Me?” Asks Ciel completely blank of all emotion this time.

    “Of course. You are a lot like me.” You say nonchalantly.

    “I see. Tell me how.” He glares.

    “Eventually. Can I go to bed for now?” You smile weakly and then yawn.

    “You must be tired from traveling to another world.” He snickers. “I’ll leave.” He gets up.

    “I don’t know if I want to sleep.” You say.

    “Why?” He asks.

    “I don’t want to wake up in my world.” You frown.

    She DOES NOT want to wake up from this world? I step out of her room to see my slave standing there. “You are being quite nice to her, my lord.”

    “No more than usual.” I scoff and enter my study.

    “True. But, you aren’t ‘faking nice’ this time, my lord.” Smirks the demon.

    “Shut up and get out.” I say with anger. Though it was true. I wanted to be nice. What is wrong with me?