Hello, Darlings! This is my first Ciel/Sebastian FanFiction but I think it's turned out rather well... Sadly, I do not own Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler or any of the characters. D: Enjoy!

January 7th

The days have yet to grow easier. In fact just the opposite. The past few weeks have been filled with mental hardship and have caused me to lock myself in my study for days. Only he has been allowed inside and only to bring me my meals and tea. Why had I let this go this far? If I had only spoken with him about these thoughts-these feelings- I've found myself having. Oh, my darling, Sebastian when will you see that I've fallen for you? Will you deny it? Or will my dream from many nights ago come true…? That dream was amazingly wonderful. That dream where I was yours and you were mine… Will that dark veil ever be lifted from your beautiful ruby eyes? Let's hope not.

Forever,

Ciel Phantomhive

A knock-soft and confident- echoed through the silent room as I signed my name in the note I've kept secret for so long. Everything seemed distant and cold to me now. Even the concern in his eyes does not melt me like before. "Young Master?" His voice like an ocean wave seeping through the wooden door. I glanced at the grandfather clock on the far wall-it was only four! Dinner is not until six. What could Sebastian possibly want from me at this time? I quickly placed the note in the neat confines of my desk before leaning back in the leather chair and replying, "You may enter." Sebastian did just that. The door moaned in protest as it was pushed open. There he stood, bowing with his hand over his chest, looking simply dashing. "Pardon my intrusion, My Lord. Lady Elizabeth has requested to see her 'precious Ciel-chan'." Anger rose within me as I witnessed the corners of his lips twitch, threatening to turn his smile into a devilish smirk. Yes, Lizzy. I would have to do something about her soon. "Tell her important business has sent me south for the next few weeks." My tone was light, uncaring. He did not move, nor did he speak for quite some time. My fingers drummed against the hard surface of the desk. "Sebastian? Did you not hear me? That was an order. You can leave now." A sigh came from my lips; my own patience wearing thin. Why was he not moving? Couldn't he see it was killing me to see his face? Obviously not.

Sebastian, instead of leaving, stepped inside my study and closed the door softly behind him. My eyes lowered as I straightened in my chair. He gazed directly at me with a solemn expression. "Excuse me, Young Master, but leaving was not an order. I won't be leaving any time soon unless you speak your mind. The welfare of my Bocchan is more important than his orders." His signature smirk flashed and how it made me long to reach out and touch him… Just then, seeing the worry and wonder in his eyes, I thought of something. "Very well, Sebastian. Why don't we play a game? In this game you must guess what's on my mind by midnight tonight. Are you up for the challenge?" Now it was my turn to smirk as Sebastian thought over my words. "It seems your games are becoming more difficult by the day, Bocchan." He said with a grin, "I will accept but don't your guessing games usually include three hints?" It seemed that for once since we two had met he was serious about this.

"Ah. I will allow you one hint." I smiled, crossing my legs and leaning my head to the side to rest in my hand. Swiftly, as if he were weightless, Sebastian moved to stand at my desk directly across from me. "Allow me one final question, Young Master." He requested before he continued, "Will you allow me to use all of my resources?" Resources? No recourse could tell him my thought. Why was he asking? "As you wish. I see no issue with that simple request." I paused, thinking of the words that would be Sebastian's only hint. "Sebastian. Here is your lone hint-listen carefully: Though broken, shattered, pierced or maimed it remains whole and this length of time, though irrelevant, is fleeting for some, never ending for others and for the rest never comes." I sat back in the leather chair with a smug grin. The silence was short lived for Sebastian's musical laughter erupted from his lungs. "Is it silence perhaps? You need not go through this trouble to send me away, Bocchan."

I too laughed, only not as loudly as Sebastian had. "Tsk, tsk. I'm ashamed Sebastian. Certainly you can do better than that." I sighed and rose to my feet. "You have until midnight. I shall be retiring to my sleeping quarters now." Once again I grinned. I was in a lively mood tonight… Perhaps it was due to our little game. Would Sebastian be able to guess correctly? I sure hope not. Just before I walked out of the study's door I paused and turned to face my loyal butler. "Sebastian. If you fail to accomplish the task at hand you'll be wearing one of Lizzy's corsets for a week." I smirked and walked away; heading straight for the warm bed that awaited me. I could picture him clearly in my mind, with curves like a woman from the tightness of the corset. Oh, how it aroused me so. My darling Sebastian, take your time on this task. I hope you lose our game.


What did you think? There will be one more chapter with Lemon... maybe some lime? What do you think? Review and tell me which you would rather see. A note: The more reviews I get the faster I type *winkwinknudgenudge* :3