Hello, this is my first fanfic. I know Ciel x Lizzy isn't popular, but please give it a shot okay?

Lizzy and Ciel are so cute together!

"NOOOOOO!"

Flames everywhere. Shouts, screams in the distance.

" NOOOOOOOOO!"

Elizabeth is lying on the ground bleeding.

"ELIZABETH! No, No, You can't be dead."

"Ciel…" She managed to cough up along with large quantities of blood. "I love you."

"Elizabeth, Lizzy, don't go."

"DON'T GOOO! I… I love you" Ciel choked out, tears streaming down his eyes. But, it was too late, for Elizabeth had already passed on.

Ciel woke up, gasping for breath and covered in sweat. He looked at the clock and groaned. This was the third successive nightmare.

"Sebastian!" As always, the black clad butler arrives dutifully. "Yes, my lord?"

"Get me some water," Ciel hoarsely ordered.

"Of course, my lord."

The next morning…

"Please get out of bed young master; we have work to do today. I have prepared an elegant red tea for you. Would you prefer French toast or buttered crumpet?"

Ciel woke up, bad-tempered and annoyed. "Why did you wake me up so early? I don't want to do any work today."

"Now young master, you mustn't fall behind in your studies," Sebastian reminded. Ciel gave his butler and angry glare, but grudgingly submitted. He was always reluctant to get out of bed, but especially today, due to his lack of sleep.

"I'll take the crumpet. Help me dress." Ciel proceeded to head downstairs for his breakfast.

Sebastian looked out the window to the again barren garden. "I'll have to attend to that later, I suppose. These servants are all incompetent, but I suppose they do have their uses."

Sebastian sighed at the amount of work he had to do. He fully accepted this workload, despite that it would kill a regular human. "Well I did sign the contract. If this is what's required of me to obtain such a delicious soul, I'm willing to comply."

Later…

"GAAHHHHHHH!" Ciel frustratingly yelled into his math book. He had sincerely tried to finish his work today, but was simply enable to focus. Something kept bothering him on the edge of his mind. The boy sighed in an exhausted fashion.

"Master, you seem distracted today." Sebastian observed matter-of-factly.

"I can't focus! And I am doomed to do these endless math problems!" grumbled Ciel in response.

"Be reasonable, young master, we have encountered much worse 'dooms' than these. What is it that troubles you?"

Ciel thought back to his dream. It was Elizabeth that he could not take off his mind. He had to know if she was okay. That's an unreasonable thought. How could Elizabeth be in danger? "Sebastian, I want to see Elizabeth, prepare the carriage.

"Are you sure…." He was meant with a glare. "Right away, my Lord."

Sebastian immediately ordered the servants to begin loading the horses.

"Okay, Sebastian!" said Mey-rin, while holding a precariously crooked pile of dishes.

Ciel was uneasy for the entire trip. The cloppity-clop of the horses only increased his anxiety. What is there to worry? I'm sure she's fine. Ciel arrived at the Middleford mansion. One knock, two knocks. Ciel waited anxiously, before being met by a flying-bear-tackle-hug.

"CIIIEEEELLL!" Elizabeth excitedly said, "This is the first time you've come to my home! Why did you come? Do you want to come to have a tea party?"

"C-can't… breathe…" Ciel managed to choke out despite Elizabeth's strangling hug.

"Oh, sorry!" replied Elizabeth, her hair curls still bouncing with excitement.

"Elizabeth! That is not the proper way for a lady to act!" chastised the Marchioness.

Elizabeth sighed, and stood at a polite distance, but still refused to release Ciel's hand. "Ciel you're so lucky. To be able to do whatever you want, to not have to sneak out of the house, oh what would I give?"

"Elizabeth, do you intend to keep our guest and his indecent butler at the doorway the entire day? It is impolite."

Elizabeth rolled her eyes. "Yes, mother." Sebastian followed Ciel inside like a shadow. "So, Ciel, what do you want to do? Do you want to have a tea party?"

"No, I already―"

"YAAYYY! Let's have a tea party! This is going to be so much fun!" *squeal*

She was interrupted by the Marchioness's voice. "You have chores to do, Elizabeth. If you are to be a wife, you must learn to take care of the house."

"Don't worry Ciel! I'll be right back!" assured Elizabeth, in a slightly annoyed tone.

This left Ciel and Sebastian alone. "Sebastian, let's go home. You were right, I don't know why we came here."

"Yes―"

A loud crash echoed through the house, followed by a girly scream that Ciel immediately identified to belong to Elizabeth. They rushed to find the Marchioness drawing heavy breaths, wielding a rifle. This can't be happening, thought Ciel. It was only a dream.

"They… They took her. They took her away. I tried to stop them, but I couldn't. I killed one of them, but the others escaped. They took her away," panted the Marchioness. Tears, glistening, quivering, welled in the eyes of the usually fearsome Marchioness Frances Middleford.

It's a coincidence. The dream is not real. Elizabeth is going to be all right. Even as those words ran through the boy's mind, he knew it was not so.

"ARRRRRGGGGHHH! Elizabeth, my Elizabeth, no matter what happens, I'll come for you. I'll have my revenge. If they dare lay a finger on you, I'll have my revenge. I'll kill them like they killed my parents. I'll kill them. I'll have my revenge. LIZZY, I'M COMING FOR YOU."

Woah, Ciel really seems pissed. Who's worried about Lizzy's kidnappers? Especially when they have a 13-year-old boy and his demon/butler after them.

If you have any ideas for the rest of the story, review! If you didn't like it, tell me and I'll try to improve. I'll try to update as soon as I can, especially if you guys review. *hint hint wink wink*

Love you guys!