Hello. ahhh noo!! I reread my last last chapter and i realized it was a bunch of gibberish!! No, no, no. I'll try my bestest in this chapter, so please forgive me ok? D: thank you! But the story line is going in the proper direction :] reviews appreciated!

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Ciel squinted his eyes. As the carriage door opened, rays of sunlight peeked in, illuminating his one deep navy eye. Ugh. It was way to bright.

Using one gloved hand to steady himself and the other to grab ahold of Sebastian's out-stretched one, Ciel lightly stepped out of the carriage in the busy London square. The sun was high in the sky, and people

were milling about, bumping into each other, causing a commotion. There were rich men who drank wine and played cards in the caverns ,their children dragged off by their mothers on shopping trips. The average

civilians were up and about the market place, selling cloth, food and other merchandise. Others rambled up and down the streets, gossiping or gaping at the delicious food, or going Oh! I want that one! It was a

bustling, lively crowd, one that was preparing for Christmas. Just the type Ciel disliked. He wrinkled his nose in distaste as he spotted a dog squatting on the grass relieve itself, then run over to a boy on the corner

street, panting and wagging his tail in excitement.

" Young Master, is there anything the matter?" Sebastian asked, while gently removing Ciel's cane from the seat.

Ciel frowned. " Much too many to name," he mumbled. He adjusted his top hat so it shielded his face from the hot sun, and glanced down at his hands. Suddenly, Ciel's face flushed, he realized he was still holding

Sebastian's hand. Extracting his fingers, he jerked it away, his heart pounding in his ears. Sebastian merely smirked and smoothed out the wrinkles in his glove. Ciel glared at the demon. " Don't treat me like a five

year old."

Then, he twisted on his heel and walked into the crowd.

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" So, I'm supposing this is the place?" Ciel stood with Sebastian outside a polished London cafe, he hands on his cain. His top hat, his regal posture, and his handsome butler gave of the aura of aristocracy. What

confused everyone is the fact that it was a thirteen year old boy with an eye patch over one eye. Sebastian looked at the paper in his hands and nodded. " Yes. This is it. The Twin Poplars cafe in London." "But

where is the Queen?" He scanned the cafe, but saw nothing that would hint the Queen's presence.

The architecture of the building was true to the Victorian Era but had subtle hints of progression, such as the

"gumball machine" The color of the cafe was a chocolate brown, and over the entrance there were two painted poplar trees, entwined. An ingenious idea, the whole restaurant was modeled to look like a Victorian

Mansion, complete with small windows lit with oil lamps on the exterior. Ciel looked at the serene cafe, peaceful in the mist of the London streets, and nodded his approval. It was decided. They would go into the cafe.

As Sebastian held the doors open for Ciel, he spotted a familiar head of white hair. As the head turned towards them, he immediately recognized the Queen's butler, Ash. Apparently Ash had recognized them too,

and waved them over. Sebastian led Ciel into the back of the cafe, away from the prying eyes of onlookers.

" Earl Phantomhive, what a coincidence to see you here!" Ash sipped his tea, smiling.

Ciel waited as Sebastian removed his top hat and coat, and sat down. " Yes, a very pleasant surprise, I assume?" He noticed that there was already a cup of tea on the table for him. He looked around, no

good, there were still to many people to communicate openly and discuss business. " Today is a very nice day don't you think? Not to mention this cafe is a lovely place, did the Queen recommend it to you?"

Ash laughed, it sounded like tinkling, maybe glass shattering. " Yes, she did indeed, in fact, she has a message for you." Quickly, Ash slid a envelope to Ciel. " She's sends you her greetings, and hopes that you enjoy the trip. The tickets are in there."

Ciel looked at the envelope suspiciously. Tickets?

He smiled sweetly at the butler, and handed the envelope to Sebastian. " Send my gratitude to the Queen." " She did go on the trip before she recommended it to me did she not? Can you tell me about her travels?"

He leaned forward, trying to look like a eager young child who just couldn't wait to travel abroad. Ash folded his arms and cleared his throat. " She hopes that you have an interest in mythology, part of your trip will be advocating that, then perhaps, if you want to see a national treasure, visit the Eiffel Tower, where they will also be showcasing the royal family's diamonds. Careful though, your bag might get stolen at the train station."

Processing this information, Ciel frowned, thinking to himself, he understood the last two parts, the Queen's diamonds had been stolen, and are probably now on the black market, but what mythology?

He felt somebody tap his shoulder and turned around to face Sebastian. " What?"

The irritated look on Ciel's face made Sebastian smile to himself. He had read the letter inside the envelope and knew how much Ciel would despise doing it. But of course, he would do it for the Queen anyways.

This was going to be a lot of fun.