Yay! A Kuroshitsuji christmas story to get everyone into the holiday cheer. This is all thanks to my editor/friend/fellow fan girl . She's so awesome she could probably make even Ciel crack a grin. :] Enjoy! Merry Christmas.

A Very Phantomhive Christmas

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"I hate Christmas." Ciel said, clearing a large stack of paper work aside so anybody in the near vicinity would be able to hear his voice, loud and clear.

Sadly, his words fell on deaf ears, as everyone still continued to scurry about, making a commotion, in his house.

It was only eight in the morning. And none of them seemed prepared to listen to his opinion.

His head throbbing, Ciel back down at the document he was signing. The Phantom Companies' annual charity drive for the less fortunate..... yeah, blah, blah blah. It seemed like the only "less fortunate" one in the room was him, not to mention he was becoming annoyed and getting a MIGRAINE!!!

Still, the idea would be beneficial to the company's sales, since it had dropped around three percent for the short period of time he hadn't been around.................................. BOOM!!!CRASH!!!!

Papers flew everywhere, covering the room in a white blizzard of Phantom Company documents. That's it. Ciel swore he was going to pop a blood vessel. It felt like they were in freaking snow globe. He watched with his one eye as the month's statistics floated down to the floor.

He turned around and seared his eyes into the back of the gardener's straw-covered head. " Finny........"

Finny flinched, and turned around slowly, his eyes beginning to water. " Botchan..."

" WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE ALL YOU GUYS DOING IN HERE???" roared Ciel

Finny was beginning to bawl now " I'M SOOO SORRYYYYYY!!" Carrying the broken cart on his head, Finny rammed the oak doors of Ciel's private office off the hinges as he ran out.

Sighing, Ciel plopped back into the chair. At least he had everybody's interest now. Maylene and Bard stood nervously and tittered among themselves as Sebastian gracefully entered the study, seemingly unaware of the broken oak doors. He was pushing a silver cart and came to a stop when he came to Ciel's side.

Ciel looked up grumpily at his butler, daring him to wipe the smirk off his face. He simply avoided the boy's gaze and set down a cup of Earl Grey. Quite ticked off, Ciel picked up and the cup and took a forceful sip.

With a flourish, Sebastian put down a plate on the table. " Today's mid-morning snack is citrus cheesecake brulee."

" Didn't I say I wanted a parfait?" Ciel's comment hung like a cloud over the room, causing Maylene and Bard began to titter even more nervously in their positions. Silence.

Sebastian smiled, " We are currently low on berries, but if you wish, I will send Maylene to pick them right now."

" You know, even though they aren't close to ripe yet." What a brat.

The demon looked into Ciel's navy eyes. " If it's what Young Master wishes. Even though we are short on time at the moment, a child would act like a child."

Ciel scowled at Sebastian, and then heaved a long sigh. " Very well. Just leave it, I don't care anymore. I just want ALL preparations doe in the next hour ."

Now it was Sebastian's turn to frown. " What? But there are still four hours until the event."

" You heard what I said didn't you?"

"................"

" Well?"

" Yes, my Lord." Bowing, Sebastian stiffly walked out of the room. Then came back in.

" By the way, Lady Elizabeth will be arriving in ten minutes or so."

Pfhpptt. Ciel practically spit out his tea. What?! No, he was in no mood to deal with his fiance at the moment.

Swiveling in his chair, he faced the windows at his rear. The sky was cloudy today, and the snow fell in little tuffs of white. It was just like the Christmas before, except that that December happened to be tinged with red........

Neighhhhhh....

Hearing the sound of horses, Ciel stood up and squinted at a carriage that had stopped in front of his mansion. That's when he saw a familiar blond head bounce out of the passenger seat.

Feeling nauseous, he sat back down and rubbed his temples.

Today was going to be longer than he thought.