Hiza!1 I am back with this new short story!1 Anyways, this is about Finny cause who doesn't love Finny? This whole story will be about him trying to really make friends at a new school. And this first chapter, think of it as a prologue because it is short and not too descriptive. The next chapter is longer and more in Finny's POV. I just wanted to really get ya guys started on the story.

Note: First, I am actually going make One-shots for those who give me suggestions. If you give me an idea, I will dedicate it to you, or someone else if you please. The stories can be from any anime, if I have seen them. If I have not, I will PM you and try to watch it as fast as I can or you could just give me a new idea.

Double Note: I will not be posting my Hetalia fic on this site because of how... sensitive people could be nowadays and I don't want to hurts others feelings. If you wish to read it, please PM me and I will send you it, with some warnings. If you want to continue reading it, PM me saying you want me to continue sending you chapters. I understand if you don't want to read it or don't want to continue. Only a couple of readers I will send it to, and if they like it and more people want to read it, I will send it to more and more. Already one spot has filled up, and I will except three or four more to read it before I send it to more.

Disclaimer: I don't own Ouran High School Host Club or Black Butler

Triple Note: R.R.E. :)

The doors opened hesitantly as a blonde head poked into the mansion. Teal eyes were wide, laced with fear. Two consecutive sounds reached his ears, a loose piece of hair falling into his eyes. The first was a large crash coming from the dining room, the other: a large boom as Finny could basically see smoke rise from the kitchen. Finny gulped; maybe he shouldn't say anything about what happened outside.

Two figures ran out into the main hall. One a male, his blonde hair styled in an afro with smoke dotting it. His chef's outfit was stained with smoke as he crossed his arms and grumbled. The other a female, her large glasses cracked in the middle. Her hands tightly clenched her maids dress as she nervously looked around.

Stepping into the mansion, Finny closed the door and joined his two workers. His straw hat slipped to the side and Finny hastily moved it back to its original position behind his neck. "We are in trouble again," he mumbled as he stepped in front of the maid and chef.

Bard grumbled something incoherent, taking a smoke out of his pocket and immediately lighting it. Mey-rin shook and replied, "Mr. Sebastian is going to be really mad at us, yes he is!"

The owner of the mansion walked into the main foyer, his cane tapping on the ground as he observed his three servants. His blue hair glistened under the lights as he looked at them with one eye, his right covered in a pure black eye patch. He was dressed in a dark blue suit, his black shoes sporting little heels on them to make him appear taller.

Ciel Phantomhive, the twelve year-old owner of Funtom Company. He stared at his three servants with a glare. "Should I even ask?" He questioned with a sigh. Finny smiled sheepishly and rubbed his arm with his hand. Bard grumbled once again, his arms crossed as he closed his eyes and looked away. Mey-rin squeaked and immediately blushed.

"I would not, My Lord," a tall pale man entered the scene. His tail coat suit was wrinkle free, his red eyes surrounded by two pieces of raven black hair. His hands were behind his back as he walked over to Ciel. "These three, once again, messed up."

Tears appeared in the corner of Finny's eyes and he jumped forward, latching onto Sebastian Michaelis's, the head butler, arm. "Wah! I am so sorry, Mr. Sebastian! I accidentally poisoned the trees with weed killer."

Mey-rin followed Finny's lead and hopped up, grabbing Sebastian's other arm and blushing more profusely and she cried, "And… and I didn't mean to break the dishes. They fell out of my arms, yes they did."

Only Bard didn't say anything, but one glare from Sebastian and the cook immediately confessed, "And I blew up the kitchen. I figured I could use my flamethrower to speed up the process of cooking the meat." Master and Butler said not a word. Sebastian looked at Ciel, looking as if they were having a mental conversation.

"Sebastian, fix this," Ciel ordered, turning on his heels and walking away.

Sebastian bowed, shaking Mey-rin and Finny off of him so he could lift his hand to his heart and say, "Yes Bochaan."

The moment Ciel was out of the room, Sebastian turned on the three servants with a glare. "Mey-rin, go and sweep the broken plates immediately, Bard, go fix the kitchen. Finny… come with me."

Mey-rin and Bard saluted Sebastian and rushed off. Finny stayed right in his spot with a tilt in his head. Sebastian turned around and left the main foyer. Finny hesitated, but knew he must follow, so he ran after Sebastian. He gulped nervously, his hands shaking. Finny was worried. Was he getting fired for killing the trees? He didn't mean to, it was all and accident. He could only hope he wasn't getting into trouble.

They two walked through the mansion to Ciel's office. Sebastian knocked three times on the door. After waiting for a quick second for an answer, Sebastian and Finny entered the office. Ciel was sitting behind his large desk, picking up some papers and reading them. His chin was in his hand as he lazily read the information. Sebastian stepped back so Finny was ahead of him.

"Sebastian is schooling you every day for two hours. I would let him continue to teach you, but because of… recent events… Sebastian is no longer able to teach you."

"Why?" Finny asked softly, looking at his feet.

Ciel looked up from the papers and glared at Finny. "That is none of your business, only Sebastian and I may know about it." Finny nodded and rocked on his feet. "Sebastian has more information on your schooling."

Finny looked up confused. "I will still be taught."

Ciel rolled his eyes. Finny was confused; he said that Sebastian could no longer teach him. How was he going to learn if Mr. Sebastian was too busy? "Of course. You will be going to a school."

"Where?" He asked. Finny couldn't help but smile, he was actually excited to go to an actual school and be taught. He could actually make friends with people around his age! Not like he wasn't best friends with the people in the mansion, but they were like family to him, and not really close to his age. At an actual school, he would meet people that are actually his age.

"A high school called Ouran Academy," Ciel lazily replied, flicking his wrist.

Finny froze. An academy? Was his master sending him to a rich private school? The master was wasting his money to make sure Finny received a good education. Finny smiled, his lips pulled up half way across his face. He was so tempted to run and wrap his arms around Ciel to give him a big hug. But he forced himself not too, knowing that his master hated physical contact.

Sebastian spoke, entering the conversation, "You are starting next week. At the moment, we will go and get you fitted for a uniform." Uniform? Finny felt his face pale. Put, if he was put in a uniform, he couldn't wear his hat, and then everybody would see the numbers tattooed to the back of his neck.

The butler must have sensed his discomfort. "Do not worry Finny; I will make sure that it isn't seen."

"Thank you, Mr. Sebastian," Finny mumbled and followed Sebastian out of the masters office. Though he was worried about the outfit, Finny couldn't help but be excited. His nerves were all jittery. He just couldn't believe he was going to an actual school. Finny just couldn't wait to make friends with other teenagers his age!

Yes I know, not my best work but I PROMISE it will get better!1 So tell me in reviews or PM me about one-shots or even my Hetalia story. Remember, only a couple can read it at first. Byez byez!1 Rainpath out!1