Yuuki-Ravna

Ciel hopped out of the limo, still feeling a bit of red stain his cheeks from when he was picked up at school. Everyone was staring as his chauffer escorted him from the school gate to the limo. Once again, everyone was reminded of Ciel's position while Lizzy gushed with envy when she saw the limo. Ciel brushed off the thoughts and hurried through the door of the agency. He brushed by the security check. "Hold it, son! You don't have clearance-" Ciel turned around. Seriously? Another new guard? A blond with thick black rimmed glasses was running after Ciel. "Hey! You can't go past here! Do you have an appointment?" Ciel glared haughtily

In some strange perverse mind of three fangirls, this crack was born (I almost typed porn). Please don't ask. Please go WTF???? We do not own Sebastian, or Ciel, or Undertaker, or Grell, or Hannah, or Alois, or Claude. We sure as hell do wish we did though. Between Ciel and the three of us, Sebastian would never be sexually frustrated. Kekeke We apologize in advance for the MASSIVE amounts of OOC in this. Soon to have yaoi and smut <3 Once upon a time there was a household in London named Trancy. Now this household is not exactly what you may have heard it to be. The Mistress of the house was a lady by the name of Hannah and she had two s

Ciel sat in the front row, currently hating the fact he was so short. He would have preferred to be in the back where no one could see him. He could just hear all the sickening oohs and awws of the ladies in the crowd who were fawning over the models and children. Among the crowd were children who already found homes from people who came to visit early before the speeches began. The rest of the children were forced to sit up on stage. Ciel stared out into the crowd, ignoring the droning of the Director of the home. His one eye wandered over the crowd, not really looking at anything or anyone, just doing anything to keep his mind occupied. "A

Ciel sat in a corner, glaring out the window.  The orphanage was a flurry of activity with people running in and out with the adults trying to keep the children calm in the insanity of the day. Today was the charity event. Cameras were being set up everywhere. Expensive equipment littered the floor as everything were unpacked and set up. Wires and cables ran across the floor, threatening to trip someone if it wasn't for the fact that they were taped down. Children squealed as they escaped their captors and said captors chased after their charges. The insanity and noisiness of the place was annoying him to no end. Why couldn't he just be allo