The slender boy sat in his luxurious room, deep in thought. The sounds of chess pieces hitting the board echoed in the room.

He looked around his environment, sighing deeply.

"If only time could wait, even just for a minute…then maybe my parents would still be alive till present, holding the name of the Phantomhive House. If time could wait, then the oppressed would slowly climb up to the oppressors, trampling on them, plaguing their lives as a means of revenge," Ciel stared concentrated on the chessboard, his chin rested on his palm as he dangled the chess piece.

"But…that isn't the case is it? If you are unable to stand, you will fall and begin to crawl under the soles of those who can. Begging for recognition, staring with envy." He grimaced, stretching the King chess piece towards the pawn, knocking it down.

He rested back on his chair, as a knock echoed.

"Come in…" Ciel said, adjusting his seat until he felt no discomfort. "What is it Sebastian?" he asked, arrogance seeming to overpower the beauty of his blue eye.

"A letter for you, Young Master" Sebastian said, handing the letter to the slender hand that stretched for it.

"Hm? More of these?! Why are my products being targeted?!" Ciel muttered almost in confusion, making his butler smirk.

"I guess we should investigate more on this matter then, Young Master." The tall figure said, his eyes slowly tightening.

"Yeah…Can you get enough information in about three hours? I need to find out what is making our sweets to cause health problems for people…I doubt it's the factory." Ciel sighed, pulling his hand off his chin, and clasping them as if about to pass some sort of judgment.

His blue eyes connected with Sebastian's for a second, and he quickly turned away.

"Yes, My Lord" Sebastian bowed, closing his eyes and disappearing in an instant from the room.

"That Sebastian, the attitude in his voice, his eyes, always seems to be…mocking me." Ciel twitched, frowning as he stood up from his seat. He felt an unfamiliar air waver past him.

"Who is it?!" he gasped, looking around the almost empty room.

"So…you are the Earl of Phantomhive?" a tall figure said behind Ciel, making him shiver. He turned around and was shocked to see the image standing before him. Red, burning eyes. Just like…a demon's.

"Nice to meet you, Ciel Phantomhive." the young man smiled as strong wind blew in throughtout the room, letting his hair flow around him.