Sorry about the wait! I wanted to see where the manga was going with this school arc and how I could screw things up with Damon ^^ I'll have to slow this down a bit since the manga releases are kinda slow, but please review nonetheless!

Weston College, Britain's finest public school. Complex gothic-style building with four dormitories used to house nobles and their sons as they are raised to be gentlemen under strict discipline and high-level curriculum…Who am I kidding? It's a prison for adolescent boys who think they own the world.

"Damn humans and their educational systems. How did I get dragged into this? It's a boys-only school! I should be exempt from this sort of shit!"

"Damon, what have I told you about your language? Do not force me to punish you again."

I shivered as I remembered the day I spent the morning bent over the sink as Sebastian scrubbed my tongue raw with a bar of soap. Horrid memories, just horrid. I sighed and rubbed my temples as I heard Ciel run through the gate, just barely on time. I smirked from my spot next to Sebastian in the shadows.

He was disguised as a priest, which I thought was the funniest thing ever, while I was a student. I was bored beyond belief, but when Ciel started heading towards the grass Sebastian gave me a shove.

"Take care of the Young Master, Damon. It seems he's already causing trouble."

"Yeah yeah. He does deserve it for not reading the rule book, though."

"Damon."

"I'm goin'! Don't get your britches in a bunch."

And off I went to save the idiot who stepped on the grass. People immediately began murmuring to each other about the P4 and 'y' and crap as I made my way over as four unique scents came up in front of Ciel; perfume, sweat, books, and paint. Ciel had gotten the prefect's attention, great. The perfume scented man came forward and grabbed Ciel's tie adjusting it with a smile.

"Oh great, another Viscount"

Sebastian chuckled as I finally reached the group of five on the lawn.

"That's right, I heard from the principal that a new student was coming to the Blue House today. Is that you?"

"Ye-"

"There ya are Ciel! I've been lookin' all ov'r the place for ya!"

I waved from the edge of the grass before running over to Ciel, ruffling his hair with a smile while ignoring everyone who was in shock at another person stepping on the lawn.

"Who are you?"

"D-Da-Da-Damon!"

"That's me! Damon Michaelis. I'm sorry about Ciel here. I was suppose ta show him around but we got separated. So if anyone should be punished, I'm willing to take it."

I bowed lowly at the waist with a hand over my heart in a Sebastian like way, when perfume man tilted my chin upwards to face him.

"Nonsense. You are very noble to sacrifice yourself for your fellow noble, Damon and I am willing to spare you of any punishment. Just look out from now on, Phantomhive."

I bowed again as they left and I led Ciel off the grass as a young man stepped forward and clapped him on the back.

"Aren't you lucky! You stepped on the lawn and didn't even get punished! Plus, you got Michaelis's son to help you out! I'm McMillan. A first year from Blue House as well!"

"It's nice to meet you McMillan. I am, as you already know, Damon Michaelis and am currently staying the Blue House to help the dorm supervisor and Ciel Phantomhive."

I smiled and gestured to Ciel as the boy went on and on about 'y' and the P4 as we headed to class. I, of course, was ignoring everything he said as I thought back to what happened to get us in this mess; the letter from the queen.

To my cute little boy,

After the misfortune that occurred on the Campania I hope that you have recovered and are enjoying Easter. Unfortunately, I cannot do the same due to some worries I have on my mind. Derek, the son of my cousin the Duke Clemens is the main worry. He is a fifth year at Weston College, but has not been returning home since last summer. He used to send letters, but those have suddenly stopped coming. After his mother called the dormitory, he still hasn't returned home and I would normally think of it as a rebellious phase if other students were not doing the same. What happened to them, I wonder? The Duke Clemens has become rather depressed as well, due to his son's disappearance and I'm very worried. I merely wish for the people important to me to enjoy Easter together again as soon as possible.

-Victoria

"So she wants us to look for some brats that don't want to go home?"

I earned a glare from Ciel as he spoke about the difficulties of this predicament. I didn't get much other than the schools not wanting government intervention and that Ciel will have to go in personally.

"The problem, however, is whether there's a place available."

"Such a thing…If there is none, we'll just have to make one."

"I like how you think."

"As do I"

I smirked with him and didn't hear what Ciel had said until Sebastian dragged me out of the room by my uniform collar.

"Hey! What're you doing?"

"Preparing you for school, Damon. I'm not just going to send the Young Master in unprotected."

"That smirk…What the hell are you planning?"

"Nothing more than a trim…and maybe something special for myself."

"Oh shit."

"It's pretty weird that Colett and Sam left the school so suddenly and you and Damon came in at a strange time too. Wasn't that hard?"

Ciel answered smugly, while I just ignored them. Suddenly, I heard Sebastian calling me.

"Excuse me, McMillan, Ciel. I just forgot that I was supposed to meet the dorm supervisor. You'll see me later."

I stood up and left, spotting on of the other boys enter the room and shout 'boy up'. I chuckled under my breath, knowing that Ciel would be the one to do the bidding of the prefects. Just then, something grabbed me around the waist and pulled me into the shadows around the corner.

"And what might I ask is so funny, Damon?"

"Only the fact that Ciel's gonna have to do something for the prefects. Manual labor might be good for his evil, conniving thirteen year old mind. Although, I can't say the same about you. You take all that cleaning stuff in pride, I'm sure."

"Heh, you should know, it is my duty as a Phantomhive butler."

"Right…Now what did you want?"

We decided to switch to speaking our thoughts instead. Just incase someone decided to come walking past the room Sebastian had just now dragged me into.

"To see my little pup, of course."

"Really? That's all you called me out for?"

"Is that a problem?"

He turned me around and pinned me against the door, before kissing me passionately. I kissed back, albeit reluctantly at first, but Sebastian wouldn't have reluctant with me and he started to trail kisses down my jaw line to my neck. I shivered at the contact and he chuckled, slowly drawing circles on my upper back.

"W-When the hell…did you… get y-your hand…up my shirt?"

I felt him smirk against my collar bone and he brought his hand towards my chest, when we were interrupted by screaming coming from down the hall. Sebastian sighed and removed his hand, before turning towards the door.

"I'm going to castrate whoever interrupted. Damned brats."

Note to self, never interrupt Sebastian.