A/N:Hey everyone, this is my first Fan fiction so NO HATING or I will come to your house and smash ALL of your precious computers! :D ~Akane
(This story is in Ciel's POV)
"And for breakfast we have Darjeeling tea and a choice of biscuits or scones. Which one would Bocchan prefer?" A beat. "Bocchan?"
"What?" I snapped.
"Is your Queen's case getting to you that badly, young lord?" He smirked.
"Oh shut it, you damn butler. And wipe that smirk off your face before I slap it off!" I threatened. Seeing it quickly change into a frown, I smiled.
"Bocchan," he started. "It wont be that bad…"
"Sebastian, I have to go to a school for…for-"
"Yes!" I made a face. "And I have to find a perverted teacher for Her Majesty…are we sure it is not Grell?"
"OH Bocchan, if it makes you feel any better I shall be a teacher, always looking out for you." There goes that damn smirk.
"Young master, biscuits or scones?" He asked again.
"….Scones," I sighed.
"Very good choice sir." He said with his trademark smile.
A/N: -Again first Fan fiction so NO HATING if you do…Hide yo laptops, hide yo computers, and hide yo mouse's! R&R would be nice! Till later my darlings~