**so, here is Adriens p.o.v chapter. I decided to do his first because of the fact that when I do Wynter's p.o.v she will be helping with the wedding and its decorations and such. I decided that this chapter will consist of them arriving at the gala that Queen Victoria is hosting, you know, the one that Ciel got ticked at Sebastian at for mentioning and all. I figured this would be a fun one. I hope you all enjoy this chapter and all, i finally got an app on my nook color that allows me to type on it so I can type and save my documents on it so if there are spelling mistakes please inform me and I will attempt to fix them. Thank you!

Disclaimer: don't own Kuroshitsuji or its characters, only Wynter and Adrien as you well know. Also, if the characters seem OCC or whatever i am sorry. We all don't know how Ciel or Sebastian would act if they were in love so, please bare with it!**

Adrien's P.O.V

Parents, they are like chess. They can be manipulated to do what you wish them to do if you know what you are doing, yet, if you do not, they can overtake you and put you in checkmate before you even have the chance to say check. That is what has happened with me today. You see, my parents have just informed me that we will be attending the Queens gala that she is hosting on the second week of August. Usually, I would talk my way out of it, though, in truth, I have never been to one myself. Ciel, as he prefers to be called, has told us it is full of dancing and gossip. I have better things to fill my Saturday nights with thank you very much. But, thanks to father, we are attending this so called coveted social event that most would die for... wunderbar. Wynter cannot wait for it but that is because she took after father. She is a wonderful dancer and enjoys it. Me, I took after Ciel, I have two left feet. I couldn't dance to save my life!

I hope this night is over soon.

Father walks in and sees me sitting in my usual spot, in the plush chair that is held in the library. He walks up and removes my book from my hands; it is my favorite, Dante's Inferno. The seven levels of hell makes me laugh, he knew nothing of how hell is really run. Father sighs, "Adrien, we are leaving in an hour, come, we must get you prepared otherwise you will make us late and that is something I will not tolerate."

He actually had the nerve to pick me up and carry me out of the library! Can you believe that? My own father!

Luckily he set me in my room where he had already laid out the clothes that I am to wear; now all I have to do is put them on.

I sigh and move to do so but my door opens again and Wynter steps in, "Adrien, I need help! I can't look at mother or father without thinking of the sounds I heard from their room! Help me!"

I sigh, it had been a week since she had heard our parents having 'relations', insert shudder, from the hallway. I had been too engrossed in a new book to hear them, for once. I turn with my arms crossed over my chest and sigh, "Wynter, it is a simple case of mind over matter. If you act as if you don't mind them it won't matter. If you have something to distract you then the sounds will not hold check in your mind any longer. Now run along, i need to get changed otherwise father will have a fit over it."

Wynter of course, sticks out her tongue and walks out closing the door silently behind her. How she is able to do that exactly I shall never understand, especially with her temper. Once she slammed the door so hard that it fell off her hinges, father was annoyed. Me, people are shocked when they find that i am in the room or suddenly not there. I take pride in the fact that I am even able to surprise father a few times a week, though the number is dwindling down. He is able to recognize the slight sounds of the air passing a door or clothes rustling when you walk though it makes hardly a sound. Soon, i will not be able to surprise him so i suppose i should make the best of it.

I slip out of my room, i suppose i should inform you of that. People believe me to be boring yet the bedding in my room is a vibrant peacock blue. A beautiful color really, though it stands out against the normal colors in the rest of the room. Anyways, I proceed to walk down the corridors and then the stairs. Every day, around this time, five o'clock, and father enters the pantry that is located under the stairs to prepare dinner. Even though the servants ruin it most of the time.

I open the pantry door and slip inside silently, hey, even I get bored. I hide right behind the door, slightly off to the side, and wait. After a good five minutes of waiting i hear the door slide open and i tense up, ready to continue with the plan. Father grabs a box, ignoring me like i believed he would, and started to shut the door again. I slipped out after him and followed like a shadow, he expected nothing.

Before the kitchen door I made my move, jumping into the air, shifting, and landing on his back with my claws out. I had lead myself to believe that he would jump or something yet what he did was completely different. He froze. Time seemed to stand still until he reached the scruff of my neck and deposited me onto a passing Finny's head. I watched as he walked away in disbelief, I can't believe he had just done that! He treated me as if I was just another one of his stray cats! Well, let's see if he gets anything for father's day. I jump down; shocking Maylene on the way and making Finny drift off course and run into Ciel. Wonderful...

He glares at Finny before telling him to be more careful, long enough for me to get away. I run and run, trying to get back to my room before anyone comes looking for me and thankfully, no one has. I shift back and sit on my bed with Dante again. How morbidly depressing the book is doesn't bother me yet I find it quite entertaining. Before long I am fully engrossed in the book and take no notice of the demon slipping into my room until she knocks me off my bed and drags me into the hall. It is Wynter wanting an opinion over her hair.

"Wynter, I have no knowledge over what a woman's bloody hairstyle is all about. It looks fine to me. Is it time to go yet? If not I am going back to my room." I say. She grabs my arm and pulls me back.

"Adrien! Come now! I cannot be horrible enough that you wish to spend no time with me..." her eyes start to water knowing that I shall give in if she cries, which I do unfortunately.

"Fine. Adjust this here then put this hat on and it will be presentable. May I go now?" I cross my arms as she does what I have told her. Her and I are dressed much the same only a slight difference besides the gender in the clothes. They are both black, a color that accents our pale rose colored skin, with red pin striping on my tuxedo for me and blue pin striping on Wynter's elegant ball gown.

"Yes, yes, you may go but Adrien, thank you." She smiles as she waves me away, a thing that to which I sigh at.

I proceed to walk back to my room when I am stopped by the felling of a portal opening from Ciel's office. I knock and open the door only to have the urge to vomit peak its nasty little head. On the desk in the office was my grandfather, Satan, making out with that wretched shinigami, Grell. I step back and close the door before calmly proceeding down the hall.

A few yards down the hall father turns the corner and glares at me, "Adrien, it is about time to go. Where are Ciel and Wynter at?"

And then, a brilliant idea pops inside my head, "I believe that Ciel is in his office while Wynter is wondering around somewhere."

Sebastian nods, "Thank you Adrien. Find Wynter and tell her we are leaving in ten minutes." He walks past me and continues on to the office. I turn and follow him, wanting to see his reaction to the sight in the office. He raises his eyebrow questioningly.

I shrug, "I must go this way, it is the last place I saw her." He sighs and questions no longer.

When we get to the office I stop and let him open the door. He closes it almost immediately and glares at me while I look at him innocently, "I am going to find sister father."

I run away as fast as I can and when I look behind me I don't see him following. This is when I let loose the laugh that had been trying to burst forth.

"What are you laughing at Adrien?" I look up and see Ciel looking down at me. I take a step back and bow slightly, trying to hide the smile on my face. "Oh, nothing really, just I have the feeling that father may be sick…"

Ciel's eyes widened, "And why is that? Demons cannot get sick."

I laughed this time, not even attempting to hide it, "Well, if you had seen Grandfather and Grell the way he had then I believe you would think otherwise."

Ciel's face paled even more so as he excused himself and walked away. I laughed as I heard a door open followed by a shrill, "What the hell do you think you are doing in my office!"

Still, my search for Wynter continues…