A/N: :D been awhile, huh? Yeah…sorry about that. BUT YOU DON'T UNDAHSTAND! I have a secret admirer! I've been trying to crack the case! Sooo don't be angry!

Ok, now reviewers! Thanks for reviewing! This is how my expression was:

Day one: :D awesome!

Day two: J Cool! Got, like, 3!

Day three: :I huh…

Day four: ARE THEY DONE REVIEWING ALREADY? :O

Yeah…I was a sad polar bear. So to get you guys to review, I…BROUGHT A SPECIAL VISITER! Drum rolls please! *Drums be rollin'* Please give a warm welcome tooooo CIEL EFFING PHANTOMHIVE!

Ciel: Who are you. Wench? And why am I tied up?

Me: *Smiles* Shut it, brat!

Ciel: Sebastian help!

Me: NONONONO! No Sebastian! no need for him! I just wanted you to say hi to all of your fans. Yeesh!

Ciel: Fans, huh? I knew I had fans. More than Alois Slutty Trancy, right?

Me: Of course!

Ciel: *turns towards readers* Good.

Me: Ooook! Ignore that glint in his eye! Onwards to the story!

Disclaimer: I own the clothes on my back-wait…no I don't…my mum bought me these D:

Monday rolled by to fast for my likings, as well as my butlers. I have to admit, I liked having someone love me. I guess I have grown to miss it. When your heart leaps in your chest when you see that person. When your hands get all sweaty. When you start to stutter and blood rushes to face. It makes you feel wanted.

As I slump into my seat, Walter starts bombarding me about the weekend. For the three months I've known this obese boy, this means he has something important to tell me.

important for him. Not me.

"Ciel! Guess what?" He snorted in my right ear. Gross.

"What, Walter? I am not in the mood for your games. Just spit it out."

"I heard Mr. Vince say in the conference room that your to stay after class! I wonder what you did? You couldn't have done anything bad, though! It is merely the first period of the day!" I tuned out the rest of this babble and thought about what he said.

Is Mr. Vince finally going to make his move? God, I couldn't wait to go back to my manor! Strangely enough, I have missed those useless servants…if he finally makes his move, Sebastian would kill him, and I would be able to go home! Oh, happy dagger!

"Alright, class, today you will have a free period. You can use this time as a study hall!" Said the teacher. Great, I thought, I have nothing to do! I take out a sheet of paper and start to draw. I remember how I tried to draw Mr. Anderson. Ha, fail. I think of a person and begin the sketch. First, I start with the head. Eh, kind of triangular-ish. The-the eyes…erase, erase, erase! No! Smudges! Darn it! Onto the mouth! Is it alright with one lip bigger than the other? …Ah! The nose goes through his eyes! …His…his hair! It looks like spikes! I made his body look like a noodle.

I started drawing me beside him, hands at my sides. Giving it thought, I quickly erased one of my hands and, with a faint blush creeping on my cheeks, drew my hand in his. I grabbed the paper in my hands and held it out to get a better look at it.

Awful…I thought I could get at least an ok look on it. The outcome is horrendous.

"Ciel Phantomhive, I've missed you over the weekend. Did you miss- what in the Lords name is that? Ahahaha! Is that suppose to be your butler? It looks like a two year old drew it!" Putting the picture into my handbag, I look up at the teacher I'm supposed to catch, and snarl.

"Back off Vince. And how do you know of Sebastian?"

"Remember, Ciel, I know everything. Now why do you look happy?" He asked, grabbing my face into his hands roughly.

"What? Am I not allowed to be happy? Wow, and here I thought you were a caring teacher!" I remark sarcastically, pushing his hands away from my face. "Besides, why in the world would I tell you?"

"You, you didn't…" He whispered. I scooted away from him as much as possible, due to the chair behind me. "You did, you filthy whore! You had sex with him. Deny it, now!" He stood up straight and grabbed my arm in a tight hold.

"Ouch! Let go of me, you pig!" I hollered aloud. Children turned towards us to see what the commotion was about. He yanked my arm up, making me jerk forward.

"Excuse me, Mrs. Jarvis, but I am taking this student with me." He stated coldly to the stunned teacher. "Wait! What are you going to do to him, Vince?" She asked.

"I'm going to teach him some manners, milady." He growled, pulling me across the room with him. Despite my protests, I ended up being flung into an empty classroom. His classroom.

"Um, ouch?" I say, rubbing my arm and standing up straight. Who the hell does this man think he is? He is nothing compared to me! That monstrosity! "You need to learn that violence is never the answer, my dear teacher," I say angrily.

"You. I am going to make you wish you have never made that decision." He claims, creeping towards me at a menacing place. "You will rue what you have done, you vile being. You will beg me to wash his feel off of you when I am done with you."

I slowly start to back up as he strides towards me. That is, until I hit a desk. Tch, how cliché! I thought as I let out a quiet groan. "Hn, I don't think this is going to play out in my favor," I say leaning backwards, out of his reach.

In one fluid moment I was on the desk with my arms above my head and a slightly crazy looking teacher hovering over me. I can feel his hands tighten on my wrists as he looks down at me. He thinks he scares me? Well he does. But he doesn't know that, huh?

"Ya know, Being so close to you and all, your eyes disgust me. They're hideous." I smirk at his expression. However, my butler has always told me that what I find funny, other people might not. And he is right in this situation.

Slap!

I gasp internally as my head reels to the left. All of a sudden he lets go of my wrists and, in a heartbeat, his hands are on my shoulders, shaking me. I'm vaguely aware of my head hitting the desk repeatedly. I'm also aware of him shouting various insults at me. But I was too damn dizzy to care. I felt like I was going to through up.

He abruptly stops shaking me and pushes me on the ground. An almost sickening thud could be heard as it echoed through the empty classroom. I groan and look up as my eye patch is ripped of my contract eye.

"Heh, the first time I saw this eye was outside your house. Ne, Ciel, remember? When I first saw you, you were the purest creature out there-you still are, even though you did all of those disgraceful sins. And I knew-I knew that I had to have you. I could smell a demon on you, sure. But I didn't think you were actually contracted with one. Oh nope, nope, nope!" He laughed insanely.

I look him square in the eyes and could tell he was insane. "Y-your crazy…" I wheeze, trying to catch my breath. This guy was mad! A loon! I needed to get out of there if I wanted to live.

Which I did.

"If your disgusted with me then why in the hell would you want me? I reasoned to the man looming over me. "Because, Ciel, I want to corrupt you!" He said, giving me a look as if saying 'why else'?

"Ha! Too late for that," I snort. "I have been tainted the day I met Sebastian." And that's the way it's going to stay. "Oh, but I'm going to taint you with my being, little boy." He said, sealing the promise with a kiss.

I struggled to break out of the disgusting make-out session, but he had too strong a grip on me. So, without any other option, I kicked him in his manhood.

Pain was etched onto his face. "You little ingrate!" He shouted, raising his hand. I closed my eyes to the blow that I never received.

"I would prefer it if you kept your filthy hands off of my Bocchan, incubus." said a voice lined with ice. My eyes immediately snapped open. Sebastian! He came for me! …Wait, what was this warm feeling flowing its way through my stomach? I shake it off and look at my hero dressed in black.

"Sebastian! You came!" I said smiling. The Butler looked at his little master and found a smile slowly spread across his face at the sight of him. He looks happy to see me, the demon thought. But slowly the smile was replaced with a frown.

"Bocchan, why didn't you call me? I would have come earlier if I had known."

"Call? What do you…" I started confusedly, that is, until I mentally (and physically) face-palmed. "Dammit, I'm stupid."

"Ah, Sebastian, so I finally get to see you after a decade and a half," The forgotten Mr. Vince said. Both human and demon looked at the man.

"You're still here?" I asked? He looked like he was going to eat me until Sebastian intervened. "You have a lot of nerve to touch my Bocchan, Terrance Vince. You should be prepared to die." Sebastian said while pulling out some silverware.

"Sebastian," I sigh as I stand up and dust my self off, "This is why my silverware bill is growing…maybe I should buy you a sword?" I look up at him as he gives his trademark smile. "I wouldn't if I were you, I wouldn't use it."

"Oh, sorry to disappoint you, Sebastian, but I'm not fighting you yet. oh, not until you're blind with rage about what I'm going to do with your Bocchan," He said, advancing to the window across the room.

"Not so fast," Sebastian growled, taking a step toward the incubus. That is until I grabbed his sleeve. Stopping and glancing at me I grip tighter. "Don't. Don't go after him. That is an order." I command. Seeing his face take a form of betrayal, I belittle myself. "Please, Sebastian." Looking at me in shock, he gets to one knee and places a hand above his heart.

"Yes, My Lord." He said for the umpteen time I have known him. I see him glance back as Mr. Vince escaped the room. Looking back at me, he stands and takes my face into his hands.

"Are you alright, young master?" He asks as concerned fingers trace a nasty looking bruise on my head.

I wince as he prods it. "Ow. I-I don't think so." I answer as another dizzy spell resurfaces. Turning away from my butlers touch, I release my lunch on the ground. I Stumble backwards into his chest. Hands grab my already bruised shoulders and turn me around.

"Young master? It's ok. I've got you. Go ahead and sleep." He said as he lifted me up into his arms.

Walking home never felt so good when you know someone loves you.

Later that day

Sebastian's POV:

That boy, I swear he is going to kill me. After making sure he was ok, I went back to get his bag. Opening it to see if he has homework, I noticed a slightly crumpled piece of paper. Curiously I opened it to see if it was a detention. What I saw shocked me in the least. It was, what I believed to be, me. With a noodle body. Laughing quietly I scrutinize the rest of the paper. A boy with a black object over his eye was holding my hand.

It looks as if the hand has been erased once or twice. Ciel, perhaps? Looking at it, I'm certain. I would have gotten it right away, but the height is way to tall.

Even this child dreams of things. Carefully, I folded it and placed it into my coat pocket.

Making my way up the stairs, I open Bocchans' door. Feet never making a sound, I reach his bedside and bend over, having my face inches above his own I put a warm kiss onto my beloveds forehead.

"I love you, Ciel."

A/N: FAVORITE CHAPTER! yeaaaah, so I was in the middle of writing this when the FREAKING POWER WENT OUT! It was just me and my mum and I was throwing the worst tantrum in the history of tantrums. She was all like: You hitting your head against the fridge isn't going to make the power come back on. And stop screaming. I've got a headache.

Love you too mom….

Ciel: Man, you should have seen her! She's better at throwing fits than I am!

Me: OMG your still here? :D

Ciel: Of course! I wanted to see what was going to happen! And let me just tell you guys, my head hurts!

Me: Sowwie Ciel D: ANYWHO I want at least 1O reviews if you want another update. And yeah, yeah I know; if you really liked writing then you wouldn't ask for reviews and blah, blah, blah- PISH POSH! I'M DEMANDING NOT ASKING.

So, yeah! Review and Merry FREAKING Christmas/ Hanukah/ Kwanza/ whatever else you celebrate! Goodbye!

Ciel: Goodbye, my fellow fans that like me better than Alois.

Me: xD AKANE OUT!