Ladies, Gents, and family pets, i give you the long awated sequel to the much loved Clash! story that i wrote! okay, so i didnt get a full 10 people wanting this to be writen but the few who did left such wonderful, encouraging reviews that made me so so SO incredibly happy to read that i just HAD to make it for you! and hey, a small group of die-hard fans is better than no fans at all, so thank you! i lurve you all!

Disclaimer: i dont own Kuroshitsuji OR the Fruits baskets, quite obviously. but i DO own this story and its prequel. dont steel my ideas, it would make me all sad-faced!

Warning: this story has Shounen-Ai themes. (if you havent realized this by now, you either: didnt read the first story, read the summary to this and thought i was joking, or are just oblivious to all of the fluff and junk that is pretty much ribboned through the plot)

NOTE: IF you HAVE NOT read the first part to this story, go read it before reading this part. if you dont, this story will make little to no sense to you and you will be lost and confused as to how this came to be.

(wow fraggin long A.N o- o;;) ON WITH THE STORY!

P r o l o u g e

Ciel P.O.V

The morning sun greeted me as Sebastian pulled back the drapes and prepared my tea. I sat up in the bed, stretching my arms above my head wile I yawned away my fatigue.

"Has anything come in the mail?" I asked him, hiding how eager I was. He nodded.

"Yes, you have a letter from the queen about a recent string of murders in the area. You also have an invitation to a party being thrown by Viscount Druitt and a business notice from one of your company buildings." he said this as he pulled out the letters from a pocket hidden on the inside of his coat. I frowned.

"Are you certain that there is nothing else?" I said, a bit impatiently.

"No, young master. That is all the mail you have today." My lower lip stuck out in a dissatisfied pout. I was hopping there would be a letter from Yuki. It has been three whole months since we arrived back home from Japan and instead of calling me like I had anticipated, he had replied to my letter. Ever since, we had started going back and forth through our letters and giving me something to look forward to every so often…but not today. I sighed, moodily. Today would be just as mundane as the last. Sebastian grinned down at me—he knows why the mail (or lack there of) upsets me—the smart ass.

"This smells nice," I said, taking a wif of the tea that Sebastian had brought in. he handed the tea cup to me as I sipped from it.

"It's raspberry tea with honey and raspberry scones to complement." He explained. The aroma and taste are nothing short of perfect, as always. I take one of the scones and bite into the buttery crust, letting the flavor of raspberry burst over my taste buds.

When I am dressed and Sebastian has left with my empty breakfast tray, I head to my study to get some work done…or at least that's what I pretend to do. Instead, I take out my secret box of the letters that I have saved from Yuki. I took out the most recent one I received and re-read it to myself

Dear Ciel,

I'm doing well. I've been practicing my handwriting, can you tell? I bet you can. I bet you're proud of me. Anyway, how are you? I hope you are well. I miss you so much. Oh, and don't worry, no one else has caught my eye. Has anyone caught yours? I hope not! It would make me all sad-faced. You know, saying 'I love you' has become less and less weird to write. So, I LOVE YOU! You love me too, don't you? You do I'm sure, though you don't ever say those exact words. You say things like 'I am fond of you' or 'I care for you a lot' but never 'I love you.' Why is that?

Anyway, Kyo is being a pest. He wants me to ask about Sebastian for him. I keep telling him to write his own letters but he refuses and says it's too much to do or he has no time for it. But really, I think he's just embarrassed to have a man as a lover. I'll admit I was a bit weirded-out at first but I've come to accept it. Anyway, I have to stop writing now. School is going to start soon and my annoying fan club is trying to read over my shoulder. One of them saw that I wrote 'I love you' and think I'm writing to a girl. Ha ha, they are so naïve. They are attempting to tare this up as I write so it's difficult.

Yours truly,

Yuki

I sighed at the letter, wishing these so called 'fan club' people hadn't been around to interrupt so more could have been written.

"It's nice to know my kitten still thinks about me."

"Bah!" I nearly flew out my seat. When did Sebastian get there? "Do not read over my shoulder like that!" I scolded, turning in the chair to face him. He bowed respectfully.

"I apologize, young master." That sly grin that was ever present on his lips had grown wider. I glared up at him before neatly refolding the letter and placing it back in the box and the box back in its respectable spot. "The real reason I'm here is because you have a guest." I sighed, frustrated.

"Who thinks they are so important that they can just come to my mansion unannounced?"

"Um, Lady Elizabeth—"

"I told you!" Elizabeth cried, busting through the double doors to my study, "It's Lizzie! Call me Lizzie!" I stood up from my chair.

"Lizzie, what are you doing here out of the blue?" she rushed over to my side to wrap me in a suffocating embrace.

"I wanted to visit you! I haven't seen you since you got back from Japan three months ago!" she squeezed me harder as if to emphasize the last part. "You haven't answered to any of my letters or anything so I invited myself over! And besides, fiancé's are allowed to see each other whenever they want." She let go and gave a stubborn pout which forced me to heave another sigh. My thoughts were so revolved around Yuki that I hadn't been giving any of my attention to my fiancé. A small part of me felt guilty that I had been seeing someone behind her back. Well, sort of. They were just letters…and not to forget the few kisses we shared. I touched my lips, absently. That ghost of his lips over mind had long since disappeared and I had forgotten what it felt like. I briefly wondered if I would ever feel it again.

"…Ciel? Ciel are you listening to me?" I was snapped from my thoughts to find Lizzie uncomfortably close to my face and her hand on my forehead.

"Huh?" what was she doing?

"Your face is red. Are you feeling ill?" She looked concerned. Feeling a fresh blush color my cheeks, I brushed her hand away irritably.

"I'm in perfect health." I told her. "Now, Lizzie, is there something specific you would like to do today?" I smiled as genuinely as I could manage. Knowing my Lizzie, she would most likely throw a fit if I shooed her away under the pretence I was too busy to spend some time with her. Her face lit up in excitement.

"Oh, I thought we could do some shopping! I wanted to get a gift for you for being so wonderful but I didn't know what to get since you don't take as much interest in things as you used to. Oh! But you can't go wrong with cloths or candies, can you? You can not! That's why I wanted to take you shopping so we can pick out a new outfit for you! Oh, and maybe ill get one just like is so we can match! Wouldn't that be wonderful? Oh and maybe…"

After a while I had tuned out of her long string of babble and focused on today's schedule. I'd have to take care of some work first, but there was room in my afternoon time. Perhaps I'd invite Lizzie to dinner. Yes, a class-A dinner after shopping would make her happy. My cousin wasn't hard to satisfy, which made life that much easier.

Finnian (Finny) P.O.V

I had waved the master off with Lady Middlefort about half of an hour ago now and decided to go back to watering the plants. They looked so thirsty with the hot sun beating down on them. But that was what I was here for! I watched the water pour out from the watering can onto the chrysanthemums like a heavy spring shower. Only, the droplets were bigger….but not as hard as real rain. And free of dirt particles…or was it? Was there dirt in the water I was pouring on them? Hmm…but flowers liked dirt, so this was okay!

I looked down at the flowers after the can had become empty and saw that they were soaked. What happened? Why did the water crush them like that? They were only a few weeks old! I felt bad for the flowers. Did it hurt? I hope it didn't hurt. It would make me feel worse if it did. The grief poured out of me from my eyes as I cried for the flowers. I had to fix them. Sebastian will be upset with me if I don't! He'll get mad and yell at me.

"Boy, are you okay?" someone asked from behind me. I panicked. What if it was Sebastian?

"WAH I'm so sorry Mr. Sebastian! Please don't yell!" I wailed. When I didn't hear him yelling at me, I turned my head slightly to peek over my shoulder. To my surprise, and embarrassment, it wasn't Mr. Sebastian who stood before me. It was our mail man. He looked like he was feeling awkward so I apologized immediately.

"Um…I have a piece of mail that I forgot to include with your mail this morning. I apologize." He said, quickly. I smiled at him.

"Oh, thank you for bringing it!" I said, taking the envelope from him. He nodded, returning my smile, and left back towards his coach.

I looked at the address on the letter and found it read From: Sohma, Yuki.

"Sohma…Yuki…" who was that? Oh well, it wasn't any of my business. Quickly, I ran inside the house and put the letter on the masters' desk for when he got home.

so, this is just a taste (hence 'prolouge') im going to try to make my chapters longer than i used to ^^

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