This is a new fanfiction by a new author so I apologies if it is not to your liking. This was inspired by various fanfictions I have read in the past ,and I hope I don't offend anybody because that is not my intent. Reviews would only help me to enhance my writing. I hope everyone enjoys! Sorry for mistakes and such.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji…
I stood behind the podium, looking down at all the people who were waiting for me to speak my words of wisdom. As I looked at each face, I couldn't stop the miniscule intake of breath when I spotted him. The object of my affection. My personal poison. He was squeezed between his beautiful mother and prominent father. His scowl spoke volumes to my heart and I couldn't stop the slight rising of my body heat. His blue grayish tint of hair framed his perfectly constructed face. I quickly scolded myself for grazing upon for too long and I sharply turned my glance at the people who were entering the church. I smiled politely, waiting until it was time to start. Like an addict, my gaze went straight to him. His lips were moving, probably to speak to his mother for his head was inclined towards her, but I only hoped that he was trying to whisper sweet nothings to me. I sighed, knowing that it was just a wish and nothing more. The pews began to fill up more and I knew I would have to banish him from my thoughts to proceed. I took a deep breath and projected my voice to quiet the audience. My black robe flowed around me as I began to move to my hands as I spoke words of faith… Until the service ended, I would be forced to ignore him. The person who is both my salvation and my demise. My beautiful Ciel.