Ok I wrote this a long time ago. I actually forgot about it for a long time as well. Haha it is what I worked on in those boring school days whenever I could. So I am just posting it for the fun of it…. It isn't anything serious, but I know where it is going at least.

Disclaimer: I claim nothing to be mine. :D

This is my attempt of a Black Butler/ Disney Princess crossover type thing… there are several different Princess stories that I am combining with my own ideas and the characters of Black Butler…. If that makes any sense at all… it is using elements from at least 4 different Disney movies…

The young prince sighed and looked out of the slightly frosted window. His 16th birthday was today and the whole kingdom was in a panic. They were melting down the last of the metal as a last minute precaution. Ciel Phantomhive, the gorgeous, heart throb, long awaited prince, was cursed.

His parents were getting too old to have children when they had Ciel. They had already had three other children at the time, but they were all daughters. They didn't have a successor to the throne until Ciel was born. On the day of his birth, there were celebrations far and wide. All of the neighboring kingdoms bent over backwards to please King Vincent so they could send their daughters off to marry the porcelain skinned prince.

Ciel thought it was tiresome. All of his life he had girls being thrown at him. The girl that his father encouraged Ciel to choose the most is named Elizabeth. He had to admit, out of all of his possible future queens, Elizabeth was his favorite. She was sweet, sincere, and she really did fall in love with Ciel. He put up with more troublesome tasks for her. He didn't quite love her, but he did really care for her.

All of his life he dealt with the everyday boredom of studying and being forced to play nice with the princesses that he could marry. He never saw any of it as necessary, because he was never to be king. Of course he didn't know why he wouldn't be king. He wasn't even sure if he was right about that hunch that he wouldn't or not.

Ciel just felt that he would never escape the curse, no matter what the foolish king does. He somehow knew that he would come into contact with a branding tool before his 16th birthday was over. That was all of the curse Ciel knew about, he was going to have a long painful birthday. His stupid father got a witch to cast a spell to make sure that Rachel had a boy. Afterwards, King Vincent neglected to pay the witch. The curse was the witch's revenge. After the witch had placed he curse on Ciel, the king tried paying her, she refused.

"Wakai ōji, your morning refreshments are here."

The young teen smiled, happy to see that familiar face. "Morning Tanaka."

"Good morning." The grandfatherly man smiled. He was the best servant in the kingdom. Even the king would lessen to what he had to say, and even Ciel respected him.

Ciel politely ate what was in front of him and Tanaka dressed him. Ciel disliked the color pink, but he wasn't about to complain and earn a lecture from Tanaka. He wore a pink puffy shirt with a white collar and matching pink puffy pants with white frills at the bottom of the legs.

Ciel made a face at his reflection when Tanaka was preoccupied with putting his feet into brown high heeled shoes. Everyone was taller than Ciel. So it was only natural that the 5 foot 3 inch boy try to look taller than he is by wearing heels.

Prince Ciel let his curiosity get the best of him, and he asked the question that he has been wanting to voice for years now. "Father wouldn't care if I was branded or not. So what is the curse really?" Ciel knew that his father only cared about the family staying in power, he didn't care if Ciel suffered any pain or not.

The old man thought over his answer. "Yes, I'm afraid you are right. He wouldn't care much." Tanaka looked as if it physically pained him to agree.

"Then what will happen? It is my life! I have a right to know!"

Tanaka sighed. Ciel was right, but the king would be furious if he knew that Tanaka told him. "I will be going against orders if I tell you." Tanaka frowned at him. "The witch, who did this to puni-" A knock on the door interrupted Tanaka, before he could say anything. How convenient.

"Yes?" Ciel tried to sound pleasant. In the end he had snapped at whoever was on the other side of the door.

When King Vincent came in, Ciel straightened up and put on an award winning fake smile.

"Hello Ciel." The King greeted.

"Hello father." Ciel growled, but kept his face pleasant.

"I came to wish you a happy birthday." Vincent was the opposite of Ciel, his face was menacing while his words were sweetly spoken.

"You have nothing on your schedule until 4 o'clock, when you must attend your party." Tanaka informed Ciel in an attempt to lighten the mood.

Ciel's eyes brightened. He had never had much free time. In fact this was to be the most free time he has had in his now 16 years alive. "And after that?"

"Still nothing Wakai ōji."

Ciel smiled. Vincent was shocked, he had never seen a smile on Ciel that wasn't forced to be there.

"I am going to the garden then!" Ciel ever too happily dashed off to spend a pleasant morning alone, in a peaceful garden… or so he thought. Guards watched him wherever he went. They kept their distance, but their eyes never left the princes slender body.

"I wonder how hot iron feels against skin." He sadly muttered to himself.