Hello! KONNICHI-WA! I'm Ageha, the author~

First off, there is NO yaoi in this fan-fic, but I might start a poll about it later…

Anyways, this is set in an alternative universe where Kawamura doesn't exist, (Wahhh~ I'm sorry~) and Echizen is one of the regulars already. Ciel is a demon and found a strange liking to tennis and has been practicing ever since the time of his "death", he became so good that he even surpassed Sebastian. Now he has decided to attend Seigaku, the tennis school, to test humans in their tennis skills, *sorry, I just suck at summaries…* this is purely friendship, or bromance in a way.

ENJOY!

"speech"

'thought'

Flashback

(Ciel's hair is longer BTW)

Everyone in the Japanese National Airport could not take their eyes off those two.

The taller man had beautiful black hair and a charming smile; he walked politely behind a young boy with shoulder-length dark blue hair and an eye patch. People could only imagine what happened to the boy as those two walked past with a noble aura.

The younger boy wore a Victorian styled shirt and pants, but nothing too flashy to be considered weird; the man, on the other hand, wore a more modern black suit and dark leather loafers, on one hand he sported a white glove.

No one was brave enough to send them a polite greeting.

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Ciel let out a sigh as he sat down in a worn-down couch in his new home, AKA an apartment unit. Sebastian had gone happily to the kitchen, claiming that he was simply, "scouting the enemy grounds" when both of them knew he was just there to check out the utensils they have, and possibly pocket a few too.

They were sharing this unit with another family, normally Ciel's pride would have gotten the better of him and he would have refused, but this was a special case.

Sebastian had promised to let him read books on demon magic, and even though Ciel knew that you can't trust a demon, he still agreed. After all, he was not one to speak.

As he reached for his black cell phone sitting on the table, Sebastian came into the living room with a smile that made Ciel go 'Uh-oh'.

"Young master, it seems that you have forgotten to take the single thing I asked you to carry at the airport," Sebastian whispered with a dangerous edge, "you have forgotten to take the stray cat I saw on the streets."

Ciel glared at Sebastian, "It's just a cat, besides, we can buy you one later on."

"That's a promise, young master."

"Demons don't make promises."

"Really now, without my promise, you would still be a useless demon without any magic."

"…fine."

Sebastian smiled and reached out to give Ciel his phone, "I believe the humans will arrive soon, according to my information, the son should be home first, then the mother and cousin, finally the good-for-nothing father."

Ciel yawned and laid back to the couch comfortably, ignoring the phone, "Hm, go make the humans some tea. Treat them with the utmost hospitality."

"You don't want any, young master?" Sebastian asked innocently.

Ciel covered his forehead with his palm, "For the love of god, I can't taste, Sebastian."

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Ryoma did not expect to come home with two strangers on his couch, not to mention they were abnormally beautiful.

He didn't have anything against beautiful people, but these two were just…too abnormal.

The man first caught his attention, as he was setting down what seemed like teacups on their old dining table. He had wavy black bangs that fell perfectly around his face, and dark red eyes that seemed to smile; he wore a black suit trimmed with silver, his left hand was tightly bounded by a white glove.

Ryoma then noticed the boy.

Dark blue locks streamed down his shoulders; one eye was covered with a navy eye patch, and the other was electrifyingly blue, it stared at the teacups dangerously. He sat with his legs crossed and his hands beside him, as if sitting on a throne. His black shoes tapped a slight melodic rhythm on the wooden floor.

"Who are you?" Ryoma asked cautiously as he took off his runners one by one.

The boy looked at him, but didn't say anything.

"Excuse our intrusion, but we will be living with you from now on," said the man, Ryoma shifted his glanced to the butler, "I am Sebastian Michaelis, and this is my…younger brother, Ciel."

Ryoma send a suspicious glance to the boy whose name was supposedly Ciel, it was not returned. Then he made his way to the couch where they were sitting, and reminded them (quite rudely) that they were foreigners, and therefore should not be brewing tea without the owner's permission.

"This is for your family, you know."

Ryoma paused in the middle of complaining and looked across the room; he flinched when his own amber eyes met a single blue one.

"I see." He said awkwardly, sitting down in a chair across from the duo.

Then Ciel stood up and walked towards Ryoma with a cocky smile on his face.

"You are the prince of tennis, no?"