I AM SO SORRY! (This is Ageha BTW.) I've been having a GIGANTIC writer's block lately and haven't been able to get anything out. But I'm going to try to update more, possibly one chapter a week or something.

Please excuse and grammar mistakes and I DO NOT own PoT whatsoever.

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Ryoma wasn't all that excited when he heard that Ciel and his father were gonna have a match.

Honestly, he didn't even want to go. But since it might be a chance to see Ciel's defeated face, he tagged along.

"So why did you challenge oyaji?" Ryoma asked while they were walking to the tennis courts, "It didn't have to be now, you know. It's 8:30!"

Ciel replied with a serious face, "It's simply because I could not stand the things he was reading."

"…that's surprisingly understandable."

Ciel nodded, and Ryoma wondered again where he came from. The moonlight bounced off his hair, making it glow a dark shade of blue. Ryoma looked somewhere else, 'something about that kid isn't right…he's different somehow.'

Up in the distance, two tennis courts were just barely visible, and out of the corner of his eyes, Ryoma thought Ciel grinned.

It was a grin of confidence and pride.

"Yo kid, ya really wanna challenge me?" Nanjirou asked in the distance.

Ciel didn't say anything, he just smiled. But Ryoma could see the fire burning in those blue orbs.

'His hatred for porn magazines must be as deep as hell…'

*five minutes later*

Ryoma couldn't believe his eyes; the father he had longed to beat for almost 11 years was defeated by a mere kid in less than five minutes.

No matter how many times he replayed the match in his mind, it was inhumane.

"…Phantomhive to serve." Ryoma muttered without any interest.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ciel's blue eyes turning a deep crimson. He sat up straight.

Ciel tossed the ball up into the air and hit it with a peculiar motion. He swung the racket anti-clockwise and smacked the ball with the side of his racket.

The ball disappeared.

Suddenly, the ball reappeared in front of a calm Nanjirou, but that expression did not last long on his face.

The ball was gray; but it still had a shadow underneath it.

'That means it's the real thing, not just an illusion.' Ryoma thought as he watched the serve with awe.

Nanjirou swung his racket to hit the ball. Normally, this would have been a powerful return and should have dug a hole in the ground, but this was no normal serve.

The racket swung through the ball as if the latter was made of water. Nanjirou stumbled.

When the ball bounced, he tried to swing at it again, but there was no difference in the results.

Only then did Ryoma realize in horror that it was a serve impossible to hit.

"Earl Gray." Ciel whispered.

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Ciel resisted the sudden urge to sneeze.

Standing on an old tennis court with no jacket in the late evening certainly did no good to his health, and he knew that Sebastian was going to scold him when he gets back; but it was all worth it.

The dangers of those vulgar books were gone, at least in this household.

Great, now he felt like the bad guy.

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*Time lapse about 1 hour*

Sebastian wasn't at all surprised when the trio returned with expected expressions.

The father had his eyes wide open, and Sebastian paid almost no attention. However, Ryoma (or Echizen, whichever.) hid his shock quite well; those golden eyes not wavering for a second. But Sebastian could still see the fear and disbelief behind those pupils.

His young master was still prideful and expressionless as he is, as if nothing happened.

'Youngsters are so full of themselves.' He thought, but a soft smile formed on his face as he attempted to take off Ciel's shoes.

"Wait a minute," Sebastian said suddenly as he stood up to face Ciel, "did you wear a jacket?"

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PHEW! This is done! _

Sorry if there is any confusion in this chapter, and sorry for grammar mistakes, if you have any questions please PM me. Anyhow, Ciel will most likely get into Seigaku in the next chapter and show off his tennis skills in the next next chapter. Sorry if I'm making Ryoma sound weak, but this fic is basically about Ciel really, so please bear with it!

And please review, but I shouldn't be asking when I haven't updated for so long….

THANK YOU TO THE PEOPLE WHO DID! Luv u guys~