Ciel Phantomhive was sitting at his large desk, deeply concentrated on the piles of paperwork that lay before him.

"Ciel, Ciel!" Elizabeth shouted as she bustled through the door.

The young earl looked up, his face colored with apparent annoyance.

"Elizabeth, what are you doing here?" he sighed.

The bouncy blonde grabbed her fiancé's hand.

"Come on!" she said, excited by something.

Sebastian suddenly briskly walked into the office.

"I'm sorry Bocchan, she just busted in."

Ciel rolled his eyes and made an annoyed little noise.

"Ciel! I have a surprise for you!" Elizabeth said brightly.

Ciel's eyes widened slightly.

"Please come?" the blonde whined, her green eyes looking like those of a sad puppy.

Ciel sighed again. He did have work to do, but he didn't want to hurt Elizabeth's feelings. "Fine" he said at last.

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About two hours later the three of them (Elizabeth, Ciel and Sebastian) arrived in a beautiful park at the heart of London. Young children ran around energetically, most of them trying to keep kites high above the soft grass. Elizabeth grabbed the young boy's hand and led him through the park until they came to a shining red bicycle.

"Elizabeth, what is this?" Ciel said blankly, motioning toward the bike.

"It's a bicycle Ciel! You always look so down, I wanted to cheer you up!"

"When am I supposed to use a bike? I don't like them anyway..."

"I just want to see my fiancé smile! How can I be a good wife if I can't make my husband smile?" she whined. Her face suddenly changed to surprise, and slight discomfort. "H-hold on Ciel, I'll be right back!" And she ran off.

Ciel looked at the bike with a scrunched up expression, then looked at Sebastian, who had been standing there quietly during the whole ordeal.

"Sebastian, what am I supposed to do with this?"

A small smile crossed the demon's face.

"You're supposed to ride it Bocchan."

"I don't have time to ride bikes!" the boy complained. "I have paper work to do, and meetings to attend--"

"Could it possibly be that Bocchan doesn't know to ride a bicycle?" Sebastian interrupted.

Ciel looked away, his face flushed with embarrassment. The butler smiled slyly.

"Shall I teach you Bocchan?"

Once again, Ciel's milky cheeks deepened in color. "I-It won't look proper." He stated finally.

Sebastian lifted his master's chin with a finger. "Who would have to know I'm your butler?" He asked impishly.

Ciel made a little "tsk" sound. "Fine. Sebastian, I order you to teach me how to ride a bicycle."

The tall black butler kneeled down, his hand over his heart in a bow. "Yes, My Lord."