He awoke at the sound of plates crashing and it wasn't a pleasant sound. The servants of the Phantomhive household were always noisy, but it made the mansion more lively. Ciel Phantomhive didn't particularly like the sounds but it would reassure him that at least they were trying to do their job. Downstairs, Maylene was busily cleaning up her mess of broken plates...at least trying to. Bard was running around the kitchen trying to put out a fire, he had tried to cook breakfast for the boss but it didn't really come out as he expected. Finnian stood dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.

A figure watching by the side sighed and headed for the stairs to dress his lord up for the day, and of course bring him his breakfast(which is of course not burnt and beautifully arranged). It was a very normal day at the Phantomhive mansion.

The kitchen cleaned with no broken dishes, the three finally walked out and let out a breath of relief. Today wasn't the worst day at least. They notice the young master walking down the stairs along with Sebastian close behind.

"Morning, young master!", they all yelled.

Ciel just kept walking down the stairs with a sour look on his face, he headed for the entrance as Sebastian walked over to the three. "Bocchan has a very tight schedule today, so we are in a bit of a hurry, please excuse him", he said with a bright smile. Maylene blushed, and the other two nodded quietly. Sebastian then followed after his master.

Sebastian climbed into the carriage after his master and the coach driver closed the door. The carriage started to wheel away from the mansion with the aristocrat and the butler inside, towards its destination.

"Bocchan, today we must first go to meet a man named Edward Dorvit, he appears to be very interested in the Phantomhive history."

"Is that so, well he isn't getting anything out of me," he smirked.

"Of course, bocchan."

"We are going to meet him at one of his company's cafes, they are all named Crystal Fontaine, it seems to be quite famous for their coffee," Sebastian continued.

"Is that so, I prefer tea to coffee"

"Then, I shall prepare it if they do not have it"

"Hmm, why are meeting this man, I don't remember agreeing to meet with someone to discuss my past," the Phantomhive replied.

"You may disregard his questions my lord, because he did originally say that he wanted to discuss the merging of his and your company."

"Oh, I remember now. I asked you for his profile previously didn't I."

"Yes, and it appears he has been dealing with illegal drug dealing, bocchan."

"Yes, that's the reason I decided to meet up with this man, we should get rid of this man so he doesn't taint the country's name, the Queen would agree with me"

"Of course, Bocchan, but if I may ask though, you aren't really going to merge your company with Mr. Dorvit's no matter how convincing he tries to be,
will you my lord?"

"Rubbish, I would never merge the Phantomhive company with another..."

"It's more important to me than anything,it's the only thing I was left with," Ciel said, his voice gradually became quieter as he did.

"Bocchan..."

"WHAT!"

"Never mind, but please try to control your temper, it is bad for your health"

"Shut up! I don't need you to worry about me!"

"Yes my lord", replied the now silent butler.

The carriage continued down its path into the town which the cafe resided in, the road became more bumpier to remind drivers not to drive too fast. The reason? If you looked out the window, you would see streets filled with people, all bustling around happily buying their groceries or working hard to sell what they had. Children were running down the streets laughing and playing. There was barely any space for the carriage to fit, the driver had to be very careful in places like this.

Inside the carriage the earl had calmed down from his sudden rising temper and was now trying to stay calm. The bumpy roads were annoying him. It seemed that his temper was coming back. The butler sensed it and knew that nothing good would come of it especially when they had a client to speak to right after the ride.

"Bocchan, how about we get off here and walk to the cafe, it would be very nice to know what this town is like. The cafe is not very far from here either"

"Alright, it better not be far," he said as he glared at the man.

Soon, the carriage came to a stop on the side of a road in a small alleyway on the side of the bustling street. A butler climbed out first and helped a younger man climb out. Then the two began to walk towards the street, with the Phantomhive holding is cane as usual and the butler close behind him. When on the street others would stare at the two, standing out like always. The clothing and the way the Phantomhive held his head up, with a butler following with admiration in his eyes knowing how much attention his master could receive in a split-second. They walked down the streets effortlessly, not having to swerve around anyone because they all gave space for the aristocrat. The two finally arrived at the cafe, it wasn't exactly filled but it was clear that it had quite a good reputation with the amount of people walking in and out for simple take-outs of coffee. Maybe he would try some, thought the Phantomhive to himself.

", it is such a pleasure to be able to meet you face to face," came a voice as Ciel walked in the cafe. He turned to see a man to be about in his 20s, blond hair tied up at the back. The man's green eyes seemed to smile as he stared into the other's blue one (since he had an eye patch over the other).

"Im Edward Dorvit", the man said holding his hand out. He obviously had no problem with the fact that Ciel was still so young and much shorter than himself. Most would feel that he is too young, but for first-impression of the man he seemed quite kind and knowing.

"Ciel Phantomhive, pleased to meet you ", the aristocrat said as he shook the other's hand.

"Then, shall we?", Edward said gesturing towards a table for two in the back. Ciel nodded and the man began walking towards the table.

"Sebastian, check out the store's stocks", Ciel whispered as he looked back for a moment then followed after the man.

"Yes my lord." the butler replied just loud enough for his master to hear, since the place was quite loud.

The two men (well, one was still small man)conversed about their companies. Dorvit had many convincing suggestions and facts as to how the Phantomhive company could do much better if the Dorvit company and his were to join. Since the Dorvit's company focused on drinks they could be included into the Phantomhive company's category for food, since they already had the candy shops. Ciel was becoming very convinced, and was actually thinking of joining his family's company with the other mans just as Sebastian walked back in.

"My lord, it is about time to go", the demon said. His voice snapped Ciel back to reality and couldn't believe what he had just thought. He shook his head lightly, to reclaim his thoughts.

"I'm sorry , I'll have to think about this longer.", the young earl said.

"Oh no that's alright, although if it's OK with you. Could I come over some time to speak with you?", Dorvit asked.

The aristocrat looked at the man, surprised, he still wants to try and convince me, eh?

"Sure, why not," Ciel replied with a fake smile.

The butler and his young master walked out the cafe and walked towards the carriage on the side of the street. The chauffeur had managed to park it on the side. They climbed in and the carriage took them away.

"Did you find anything?", the earl asked with a stern look on his face.

"I was quite surprised that there was in fact nothing in the stock that isn't ingredients," the butler said.

"What? You said that he had been dealing drugs." the Phantomhive stated, now looking straight into his butler's eyes.

"Yes, but it appears that he has stopped completely and is trying to erase it all. I ran out to find information when I didn't receive anything in the stock's room.

"So he wants to make sure no one finds out about it, and he has actually stopped the selling of the drugs"

"Yes, my lord"

"Well, even though he's stopping now, that doesn't mean he's going to get away with selling it in some point of his life." the earl smirked.

"Of course, my lord." the demon said as he smiled devilishly.

The carriage continued on, and for the rest of the day it took Ciel to all the appointments he had on his schedule. It was tiring for the young earl, but he didn't show it in front of his clients. Only when he climbed into the carriage ( all the many times he had already) did he sigh and relax for some time. When the earl and the butler were back at the mansion, Ciel was fast asleep. The butler chuckled lightly and carried him into the house.

"Welcome ba-"

"Ssh" Sebastian quickly said to quiet the servants down. They then saw their master and understood remaining quiet until he was out of sight.

"Bocchan must be really tired to have fallen asleep" Maylene whispered.

Sebastian put his master down on his bed and began to take off his formal attire. The young earl mumbled incoherent words every now and then.
Once Sebastian had put the Earl's nightwear on, he took his eye patch on and put it on the side table. Then began to take his leave but was stopped by a hand grabbing the end of his jacket.

"Stay with me", Ciel mumbled, he was still sleeping.

"Bocchan?"

Ciel was slipping off the bed but Sebastian caught him just as he was about to. The Earl looked more is age now then ever, clinging onto Sebastian's jacket as he nuzzled his face into his shirt.

"Bocchan?"

Sebastian didn't know how to react to his master's actions, and was clearly surprised. Although his eyes seemed to soften as he looked at the boy in his arms. He stayed by the young earl's side even after he fell asleep.