Disclaimer: I don't own kuroshitsuji

(If I did, it would be yaoi) XD

I really wanted to write a black butler fic that was modern but not a crossover, so here it is! :)

"Siri, are we there yet?" Ciel questioned his best friend as he looked out the window of the yellow school bus he was currently riding in.

"You will reach your destination in approximately five minutes," Siri replied to the thirteen year old.

Ciel sighed and leaned against the window of the bus, dreading his immediate fate. He clicked off his phone, and stretched his arms, knowing that they would probably be sore and tired from then on.

"Send your son to a sports camp, just because he is socially awkward and is always on his phone. Thanks, mom and dad." Ciel thought, remembering how his parents had sealed his fate..

"Ciel! Please, stop talking to Siri for one second and talk to me and your father!" Ciel's mother, Rachel, started, glaring at Ciel from across the dinner table.

"Honestly, son," Vincent, Ciel's father, agreed.

Seated across from the two, Ciel ignored them, staring down at his phone. On the bright screen was Siri, as always.

"Fine, mom." Ciel said, turning off his device. "What do you want to talk about?"

"Well, it is the first day of your summer vacation, and your father and I know that all you will do is talk to Siri every day. That's why we found a really great sleepover camp, Camp Macabre, that we signed you up for- for the whole summer. You leave tomorrow. Maybe you can make friends with some actual humans instead of just that robot." Rachel explained.

At the mention of a summer camp, Ciel's head shot up, genuinely showing interest in what was being said.

"Summer camp? Absolutely not!" The boy shook his head, "And I have plenty of friends…"

"Not to be rude, but son, not once during the whole school year did you ever invite someone over or have someone invite you. Your mother is worried. You are the heir of the Phantomhives, after all." Vincent said.

He was right. Rachel Phantomhive was a social queen, going to and hosting parties anywhere she could. Her numerous social connections led her to fortune, and Ciel was the heir to it all.

"No pressure," The boy thought.

"Point taken," Ciel admitted, "but, Camp Macabre? Doesn't that sound...ominous to you at all?" Ciel questioned his parents. They stared back blankly, unsure of what he was getting at.

Turning on his phone once more, Ciel questioned, "Siri, define macabre, please."

"Macabre," Siri's voice stated. "Constituting or including a representation of death."

Ciel raised an eyebrow, "what kind of camp is this, exactly?"

Rachel replied, "the description said it was a sports camp. Really, the name doesn't mean anything. It'll be fine."

"Really?" Ciel highly doubted that. But, he knew that once his parents made a decision, it would be nearly impossible to change their minds.

Choosing the smartest option available, to his parent's pleasure, Ciel said, "I'll start packing right away."

"Siri, are we there now?" Ciel impatiently asked, but pocketed the device before he could get an answer. The bus driver pulled to a stop in the middle of a wooded clearing. "We're here!" the driver yelled to the campers on board, opening the doors. "Now get out!"

The kids filed out of the bus, dropping to the dirt below.

Hitting the ground with a thump, Ciel walked away from the other kids and looked at the tall trees surrounding the clearing. Behind Ciel, the bus drove away, his only form of transportation nonexistent.

Suddenly, as if appearing from out of the trees, three figures approached the campers. Eyes turned on them as they made their way to the front of the group of children. Ciel assumed that they were the camp counselors.

"Ok, campers! Are you ready for some...fun?" A...woman- no, man- said enthusiastically. He wore all red, red glasses, red jacket, red boots, and he even had red hair.

"Shut up, Sutcliff," a man with slicked black hair, black glasses, and a black suit told the redhead. "Hello, my name is William T. Spears, and that one over there-" he pointed to the redhead, "is Grell Sutcliff."

Grell smiled, showing off a mouth full of pointed razor sharp teeth.

William pointed to a man with orange brown hair and black gloves who was standing partly behind Grell. "That one over there is Ronald Knox."

Ronald waved and smiled. Thankfully, his teeth seemed to be normal.

"We are the counselors of Camp Macabre. We will be dividing you campers up between us evenly, and the newly formed groups will then each get a cabin to themselves. Now, please stand in a line so that we can pick the groups." Will said.

Ciel and the other kids lined up across from the three counselors, each struggling for a centered position. Ciel got pushed all the way to the rightmost end.

"We will be picking you based on your athletic ability. Each one of you will get a chance to show off a skill that you may have. We will start from this end of the line in two minutes." Will pointed to the left hand side of the line.

"Thank god," Ciel thought, racking his brain. "What am I good at? I could ask Siri…no, I'll figure this out on my own," he decided. "I could do push ups….no, I'd only be able to do one, at the most. Sit ups? But those hurt my back.…"

"Ok, time's up!" Grell yelled. He pointed to the kid at the leftmost end of the line. "Show me what you've got."

The camper walked out of line and stood in front of everybody, this time all eyes trained on him. He had blonde hair and blue eyes, a certain smug air about him that was not very inviting.

"Hello. I'm Alois, Alois Trancy," Alois announced. "Mr. Sutcliff, may I please have a hand?" The blonde walked up to a tall tree.

"He's going to climb it? Impossible." Ciel thought. The tree had nearly no branches.

"Why of course!" Grell squealed, kneeling by Alois and holding out his palm. Stepping on it, the boy clung to a thin branch, the lowest available. He then reached upwards, grabbing the closest branch he could find and hoisting himself up. Using that process, Alois made it about halfway up the tree, but then ran into a problem. There were no other reachable branches. Hugging the trunk, the blonde inched his way upwards, slowly but surely.

With what Ciel could only assume was tremendous effort, Alois eventually climbed to the very top of the tree. He waved, and then slid down the trunk halfway, jumping down onto the dirt below.

He was bathed in applause, and then returned to his place in line.

"Will the next camper step up, please?" William called, emotionless despite Alois' achievement. A muscled, large, shirtless boy stepped out of line, and walked over to William. "I'm Jumbo," Jumbo said. He then promptly picked up William using only one arm. Carrying Will, Jumbo then walked over to Ronald and picked him up with his remaining arm. Lifting the two grown men over his head, Jumbo then lowered them to the ground. He stepped back into line soon after putting them down.

There was silence, but then applause.

William and Ronald barely looked flustered as they brushed themselves off, as if they got picked up every day.

The next camper showed off, and the next, and the next. On and on and on, and Ciel still didn't know what to do. Elizabeth, or Lizzy, as she said she liked to be called, stepped out of line. Ciel was up next. He barely paid any attention to her performance- a fencing demonstration- as he was contemplating how he could make himself appear strong. The pigtailed girl finally stepped back into line, and it was his turn. Walking in front of the crowd, Ciel's performance began.

I hope you like the first chapter? *o*

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