2nd chapter YAY! thx to all the supporters

A/N: I own kuroshitsuji and sorry for typos

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Chapter 2 - Cake

The morning light from the window danced across my closed eyelids. I fluttered my eyes open to see one of the maids "It's time to wake up Miss" she smiled warmly. I grumbled and rolled on my other side, trying to avoid as much light as possible. 'She should have been informed that I'm not an early riser and the only way that I'll ever wake up is if she prepared-'. My thoughts were distracted when I smelled the sweet familiar aroma

"Come now Miss, the chef prepared Angel Cake, Devils Food and your favorite Funtom bitter hot chocolate". I growled and gently snatched the tea cup away from her "what would you like Miss?" I chugged down the warm chocolate and sighed. "I don't know, its hard to choose" I glanced at the roman numbered silver framed clock, it was 6 o'clock.

I swung my legs to the edge of the bed "I'm gonna take a shower" walking to the bathroom half asleep is easier said than done, I closed the door and stripped down. I was just about to get underneath the running water when I heard a knocking sound. "Miss please don't take too long, you can't be late" I sighed in annoyance and walked in.

After the 10 minute shower I got dressed in black ripped skinny jeans, an electric blue blouse and a dark blue plaided tie. I walked down the stairs to the family room, turn on the flat screen and flopped down on the couch. I started to think about the my arranged marriage that I was informed about a month ago.

I still don't know what my ancestors doing when they made up this tradition I'm still 16 damn it I thought getting married at a young age would ruin your life but apparently if your stinking rich you won't have to worry. Oh why did my mother and father give me such a good life!

I still remembered the argument I had with my parents.

~Flashback~

I just finished a busy schedule full of lessons, fittings and testing new products. After finishing a relaxing bath I headed to the family room.

I found Aaron playing chess with Kate, Lillian watching sports with Tim, mother and father working and my niece and nephew playing with Funtom toys.

"Auntie Jazzy!" my 5 year-old nephew ran towards me like his life depended on it "John could you please not call me 'auntie'? It makes me feel... Old". I heard my mother snickering "what is it?" I picked up John and sat us both down on the brown velvet armchair "oh, nothing you just exactly sound like Red".

A small ping was heard coming from mothers laptop. "Its an email from her, the man's response no doubt" my mother calls her sister 'Red' since she always wears the color red. My father hummed in agreement but eyes were still glued on the piece paper he was sketching on. "Richard!" my family looked at my father then my mother "he accepted!" I started to worry "whose accepted what mum?".

Her eyes shot at me like a hawk and then shot at the children playing on the floor "everyone please leave us" they all did as she said. "Good luck little sis" Aaron huffed and rubbed my shoulder as he left, now I was really worried.

After everyone left a long pause took place. "What did I do now?" I broke the silence. "Your father has something to discuss with you!" my father started to chock on his own saliva "Richard" her eyes gestured me.

He cleared his throat before speaking "Um... Jasmine... Uh..." my father tried his best and my mother grunted at his immaturity. "You are going to America to meet the man Angelina picked for your betrothal-"

"What?!" I slammed my hands on the table until I could hear the tea cups jump.

"And he accepted!" she cheered

"DAD!" I whined.

"wha- you- she- Lucinda...?"

"Honestly Jasmine I don't know why you'd be acting this way" I buried my face on my arms.

"I tried my best to find one for you here and it went downhill but luckily your aunt met a rich, handsome, charming young man who agreed to win your hand" my head jolted up.

"I'm sure a Lady Phantomhive just does what she's told!" I shouted

"A Lady Phantomhive does not raise her voice... Jasmine we all knew this was coming, this is what you've preparing for your whole life-" I interrupted her

"NO! It's what YOU have preparing me for my whole life- I won't go through with this and you can't make me!" I stood up and bolted to my room.

"Jasmine Isabella Labitina Phantomhive come back here this instant!"

~Flashback end~

And as usual she got her way. "So what would you like Miss?" I sighed and looked at both cakes "I'll have the Devil's food".

As I ate aunt An entered with a cell phone in one hand and a stack of papers in the other. "Ah! Jasmine, didn't see you there dear" I rolled my eyes as I sucked on chocolate covered fork, she sat down on the nearby armchair and placed the papers on the glass coffee table.

I jumped a little when her phone started to ring 'Teenage Dream', aunt An answered immediately.

"Hello?

...

"She'll be home at three, so how about four?"

...

"Thank you" she hanged up and widely grinned.

'I'm gonna regret asking this, aren't I?' I mentally asked. "Um... Who was that?" I tried to sound interested. "That was the man you're soon to be engaged to, I'll introduce you to him then I'm gonna to leave you guys alone, you'll talk, fall in love, he'll propose and you both will live happily ever after" her voice was pixie like.

'Yup, I regret it' I sighed and finished the last piece of the chocolate cake. I glanced at the clock "I have to go" I slipped my covered feet into white boot-like sneakers and walked out the door to the car. "Bye dear, have fun" she waved.

I got in the car, relaxed and told the driver I was ready.

I checked my bag to see a small orange lunch box. Opening it I found the Angel cake the chef made, I broke off a small piece and popped it in my mouth. "Hmm... good but not as good as the Devils food" I plastered a sly smile, closed the box and stuffed it down the bag.

I closed my eyes thinking how good that Devil's food was and it was odd because I've tasted the chef's Devil's food before and he never changes his recipes but this time... It was abnormally delicious and different.

Either something was added or I just had a sudden lust for it which made it seem better. I touched my lips, thinking of last nights dream and of the blood I drank fresh "I wonder, is this your doing?" I chuckled.