^ ^" very late update D: I'm really sorry! Well I've been mulling over some ideas, and some came out, and some didn't. But I've finally decided where I want this story to go, it'll be done in two to three more chapters. I really write when I think about the story so I've decided to stop my rabid-fan girl updating, and actually try to produce some quality work. I watched my Kuro-dvd without the subtitles. Just for the heck of it :3 enjoy and review!

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Frilly headpiece bowed down, Ciel and Sebastian blended into the crowd, appearing to be just another ravishingly handsome couple. He kept his face hidden, and as they danced past Viscount Druitt, he turned his head ever so slightly to the left.

They swished across the ballroom floor, Master and butler, predator and prey, his stormy blue eyes sweeping across the crowd for the tell tale sign of Elizabeth's bouncy blond hair.

Sebastian leaned in as Ciel inclined his head toward him. A curtain of coal hair tumbled forward, protecting their hushed exchange from the crowd.

" Over there. In the corner."

The demon swerved their slow waltz so they slowly angled into the specified destination. He smiled at the young man in his arms, so fragile, like he was going to break apart at any moment. Sebastian pulled him along, Ciel's body following in time with his, when he turned, the boy did, when he stepped back, the boy stepped forward, like a puppet on strings. Oh, the irony. The two were stuck in a never-ending waltz, and as they spun and twirled, the boy's loathing and desire increased as he set one dainty foot in front of the other.

At last, when they reached the specified corner Ciel snapped his hands away from the smirking butler's, who realized that his master had become quite a pretty shade of pink.

" My lady, what to do now?"

" Quiet. We caught their attention."

His eyes looked slyly out from under his headpiece and bangs, eyelashes fluttering silent hello in Elizabeth's direction. The girl was staring at him with a sort of awe, as if he was some martyr that she had long worshipped. Soon Countess Drew's eyes followed hers, trailing up Ciel's fragile frame, porcelain skin, and stylish green satin dress; the two began to make their way towards him , just as planned.

" Sebastian, do you have the drug on you?"

A swish, a muted slight of hand. In Sebastian's hand appeared two wineglasses. They had the appearance of normal wine, just one gave off a discreet smell of raspberries and vanilla, the scent of the medicinal plant the Undertaker had used to drug Ciel.

Ciel smiled. When everything was going according to plan, who could help but smile in triumph? " Perfect."

As Lizzy approached, taking in Ciel's beauty, Ciel himself stared back, his gaze aimed at her neckline, the Queen's sapphire diamond sparkling in the glint of chandeliers overhead.

Countess Drew approached first, as Sebastian took her hand and kissed it softly. She stared at Ciel in disbelief. " Mr. Hemmingway, this is your?......"

" Oh her? My mistress. I work for the Queen as a volunteer service only." He looked up at her with crimson eyes.

"You see, the rest of the time, I am but a tutor."

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Elizabeth approached cautiously, as if the dazzling girl in front of her would disappear, like last time, when she watched her disappear over the roof, into the moonlight in the arms of a man.

A unusually shy curtsy. " I'm Elizabeth, it's a pleasure, Lady?...."

"Rachel." He didn't even think, the name of his mother appeared in his head, and he had used it without hesitation. " Rachel....Red."

A pang shook through him. Last time he had done this at a ball, Madam Red had been well and alive. Ciel shook the thoughts from his head, a fake smile growing on his face. " How do you do, Lady Elizabeth?"

A light shone through Elizabeth's eyes. As the girl began to talk, Ciel nodded along, and stuck one hand out. Sebastian delicately transferred the wineglasses from his hands to Ciel's. The ballroom was almost silent now, the aristocrats watching them from balconies and tables. They would have to tread carefully. The boy took the wine glasses, and as he smiled encouragingly at Elizabeth to raise the cup to her lips, he nodded, the cue for Sebastian to start dancing.

The demon had been prepared, and when the melody of Moonlight Sonata drifted across the ballroom, he wordlessly guided the Countess into a waltz.

It would take exactly fifteen seconds for the drug to kick in.

Elizabeth put an empty wine glass on a nearby table, following Ciel as he expertly trailed towards the sides of the ballroom, where the large curtain that hung from the ceiling to floor cut the ballroom off from the foyer of the mansion.

He nodded absentmindedly at her comments and exclamations, just as Sebastian leaned into Countess Drew, whispering sweet nothings into her ear.

And as Elizabeth began to blink funnily and remarked that something felt a bit wrong, Ciel paused, watching his fiance as she began to sway unsteadily on her feet. On the ballroom floor, a blush rose up in Countess Drew's cheeks as bile rose up Sebastian's throat. Her lips puckered as the demon felt his dignity wither away. But there was no time for his dignity. He leaned in even more, head tilting slightly, and as his lips met with the Countess's, a collective GASP! sounding through the room as the nobles, with their perverse thoughts, all tried to get a better look at the handsome, masked man in black kissing the most ridiculously clad, un-handsome hostess.

And Ciel, trying to ignore a slight moment of jealous disapproval, dragged Elizabeth's unconscious body towards the dark curtains.

He paused, panting, and leaned against the wall. The boy leaned down, and gently unclipped the diamond from Elizabeth's neck. The moment he did so, a slight rustle sounded behind him. The boy whipped around, a flash of white catching his eye. Who was there? They would have to move fast before Ash could call in the soldiers. The boy went rigid, before relaxing. What was he, hallucinating? Sebastian would be prompt, and return as soon as he was able. Ciel took a deep drought of air, Countess Drew's mansion was quite nice, actually, the architecture was quite elegant and grand, and the air scented like vanilla and raspberries.............

Wait.

Vanilla and raspberries?

The feeling of dread came to late, his eyes were half-closed, his mind half-drugged and half-exhausted.

A gentle hand came under his chin, a familiar one. Ciel glanced up, his vision bleary. That blond hair....

" My, my little robin, it seems like I'm not the only one who likes to play games."

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That's right! I did it again! Ciel's gonna come kill me now. But it might seem weird, but I will be concluding in the next two chaps or so! D: Who knows for sure though? I owe this chapter to all the inspiration I've gotten of deviantart and FP. :] not to mention REVIEWS!! ~ please review, I'll be waiting! 3

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susan out.