The thing is, I have so many story ideas and I can't help but write them all down and I get so distracted from stories I already started. That's why so many chapters are late. But I'm making it my personal goal right now to update every story I have over the next week!

"C'mon, you don't really mind us like this, do you?" Sebastian purred in his ear, warm breath rushing against Ciel's neck, heating it up even further.

"Let go of me! That's an order!"

Sebastian smirked and released Ciel, who quickly scrambled to the other side of the room.

Sebastian stood up and brushed himself off, "An order? Well, in that case…" He got down on one knee and bowed, hand over his heart,

"Yes, my lord."

The effect was immediate.

Everyone laughed.

Ciel blushed even harder than he already was.

Everyone laughed more.

Even Sebastian.

Ciel's fists clenched uncontrollably. He had been here for now even a day and he already hated it. High school sucked. He muttered something about not feeling well and he turned to leave, begging himself not to snap at them. Immediately, he was cut off by Sebastian's arm in front of him, blocking his path. How the older male got over to him so quickly was and would remain a mystery to him.

"C-C'mon, Ciel," he said in between his poorly-concealed bouts of laughter, "Don't leave. I- I was just messing with you."

In response, Ciel ducked under his arm and sprinted back to his room before he could be stopped, slamming the door behind him. Immediately, he ducked under his covers on his bed and silently cursed himself for being immature and Sebastian for humiliating him in the first place. He hated this place, he hated it, he hated it, he hated it! He had always hated the idea of going to an actual school, boarding school or not! His aunt was the one who wanted this! He was content with his obnoxious tutors! …But now all he wanted to do was go home. He stayed in his bed, briefly entertaining the thought of going back out but quickly throwing that idea away.

Ten minutes later, Ciel heard the door open, and someone enter. "Ciel? Can I talk to you?"

"No."

Next thing he knew, the blanket had been thrown from his face and his hideaway flooded with light. Ciel glared and the other, who smirked down at him, asked, "C'mon, what's wrong?"

The younger tried to grab the blanket out of his new roommate's grasp but failed miserably when it was pulled out of his arm's length. So instead, he pulled himself into a sitting position and glared, going for that tiny bit of maturity he could still muster up.

Sebastian sat down next to him and placed the back of his hand on Ciel's forehead. Before he had his hand bitten off by the angry kitten, he jerked it back, "I'm sorry, okay? I didn't think you'd get so angry over it."

"Angry? Angry?!" The young male's voice turned shrill and sarcastic, "No, of course I'm not angry! Now get out!"

Sebastian sat silently for a moment before opening that annoying mouth of his and saying, "Everyone's already left. I was going to make some dinner. You hungry?"

The answer to that question was 'yes', but that wasn't the answer Ciel gave, "Not really," he said loudly, trying to hide the sound of his growling stomach.

The elder smirked again, "Let's get you some food, just for fun then, okay?"

Ciel shrugged, "Fine. Whatever. I'll be out in a minute. I have to call my aunt. I forgot to earlier."

Sebastian nodded and said, "Take your time," before leaving, throwing one last smirk back at him.

The blue-grey haired boy sighed and watched the other's retreating back. When the door closed between them, he blushed, grabbed his cell phone and, denying his sense of loss he suddenly felt, dialed his aunt's number.

The phone rang. And rang. And rang. The boy began to fear he'd be sent to voicemail when his aunt picked up.

"Ciel?" Her frantic voice flooded through him and he almost cracked a small smile.

"Hello, Aunt An. How are you?"

"I've been so worried about you! I know I said you needed to meet new people, but maybe this was too much! Oh, my Ciel, do you want to come home?"

The young boy inwardly sighed, yes, he wanted to come home but he wasn't about to admit he couldn't handle it after not even a day! "It's okay, Auntie, it's been fantastic actually!" he said, lying through his teeth, "My roommate is really nice, as is everyone else. Actually, we're about to have dinner together, so I'll have to call you again later."

"Are you sure, Ciel? It's no problem to get your tutors back!" she said, still worried for her sometimes anti-social nephew.

"I'm positive. Now, I really have to go."

"Okay… but if anything happens, just call and I'll get you back here with me! I miss you so much already."

"I miss you too, Aunt An."

They finished their good-byes and, from what he could hear through a phone, his aunt got a little teary. Ever since Ciel's parents passed, the pair hadn't spent a day away from each other; Angelina became overly-protective of him.

Ciel hung up first. He placed his phone next to him on the bed and fell backwards onto the mattress, closing his eyes in exhaustion. He truly did miss his aunt, his annoying, over-dramatic, party-loving aunt. And it hadn't even been a full day. But he hated it here already.

Though his eyes were dry, he sat up and wiped them. Standing unsteadily, he took a few deep breaths before leaving his room, and went out to see the boy he really didn't want to see again.