London is home. It'll always be home to me. I sighed as it slowly went out of view and the country started coming into view. Elizabeth, my twin sister, was on her way to see her betrothed, Ciel. I almost feel bad for the poor guy. First being betrothed to my sister and then his parents dying. The kid's been through hell and back, yet he still has to put up with my sister for the rest of eternity when the time calls for it. For some reason I don't see Ciel and Lizzie lasting all that long; no matter what everyone thinks that they look great together. Ciel used to smile and they got along fine when they were younger. However, Lizzie can be a little much with her cheerfulness. I mean, I live with it and there are times when I want to hide somewhere and hope that she gets bored. Ciel is going to have to live with it for the rest of his life. I'll admit, I can take Lizzie in doses. How is Ciel supposed to keep his sanity when he deals with that for years longer than Lizzie and I will ever be together?

As we arrived, Ciel's butler, Sebastian, opened the door. He is truly one hell of a butler. He's on top of everything. Not even our numerous butlers are a match against Sebastian. I swear there is something unhuman about him. As always it slides past Lizzie, but hardly past me. All she is concerned with is Ciel Phantomhive and I've always been fine with it. But, lately, it's been getting on my nerves.

"Can you believe it? Not much longer until I see Ciel!" There goes Lizzie squealing again.

I rolled my eyes and looked around the well kept lawn. I couldn't bring Lizzie down like that. The only thing worse than her excitement is her crying. No wonder no one can say no to her. Good God, she's overwelhming on both scales. Sometimes it's infuriating.

"Welcome Lady Elizabeth and Lady Selena," Sebastian said as we stepped out. He bowed as Lizzy got out first, more excited to be here than I was.

"Thank you, Sebastian," I said with a put-on dignified tone. I was more bored, more indifferent, than anything.

"Why thank you, Sebastian," Lizzie said as she hurried up the stairs to be with her Ciel.

By the looks of one of the help, Bardroy's, face as Lizzie opened the door, he was about as thrilled as I was. I walked up the stairs and into the manor. I loved the decor before Lizzie gets a hold of it. Last time we let Lizzie go on her own, she "redecorated" the place. Sebastian ended up cleaning everything and returned it to it's former glory. Or so I've been told. Part of me wishes I was there to see how he did it.

"Nice to see you again, Miss Selena," Mey-Rin said as she adjusted her glasses. She always made me laugh. Well, the other two as well. Lizzie just laughs at everything.

I gave her a smile back. "You too, Miss Mey-Rin," I said. "How are you?"

"I'm good, I am," she said with her smile. It's like no one else asks the same to her. I almost feel bad for her being with all these men and Tanaka.

As she bustled around to the other side of the room, I chuckled a little under my breath. I always loved the way she talked. She made my day whenever I was playing babysitter. I looked around and before Lizzie could redecorate, I grabbed her arm.

"I wouldn't do that," I warned in a low voice and I pulled her arm down.

"Why not?"

"Ciel," I said as I looked into her eyes.

Lizzie gasped and pointed. I looked behind me and saw Ciel standing at the top of the bottom and final stair, right on cue. I fought the smile when I saw him. Wearing his usual shorts with matching jacket, he looked so dignified; that nothing could knock him from the pedistal he was perched on. He's grown up a lot since becoming the head of the Phantomhive fortune, and he's done one hell of a job. Everything is still running smoothly. He's just changed since then. For instance, he doesn't smile nearly as much anymore. (Come to think of it, I don't think he has.) And he wears an eye patch. I've had my suspicions about why he wears it, and there is none that come to mind that seem to fit Ciel. He never fights like a wrestler to lose one like them. He's never been in a war. He's never had an infection or illness for that matter, either. I always wanted to ask him, but I become a weak coward and never bring myself up to ask.

"Lizzie, what are you doing here?" Ciel asked as she ran to him. He didn't sound like he was as happy to see her as she was to see him. He never looks happy to see her. If he is happy, he has an odd way of showing it.

"I came to see you, Ciel," she said excitedly. Her hands were clasped around his as she jumped.

If Ciel wasn't nauseated now, he will be later. I was nauseated with her, and I'm her sister. As Lizzie and Ciel walked away, I rolled my eyes and shook my head. As the two of them walked away, I went out to the back terrace to be alone. That's all I want most of the time.

I stepped out into the light of the sunshine and sat on the steps that led into the garden. I loved the way they kept the garden. It was so plush and beautiful. I wonder how Lizzie will mess this up, I thought as I rested my head in my hands. This is bliss, I thought as a breeze swept through the garden, rustling the roses and the hedges.

I never got the feeling of Mr. and Mrs. Phantomhive's presence in the house. To me, it was Ciel's. Ciel's house, and Ciel's company. As bad as it may seem, it's like Ciel's parents never existed. Ciel runs everything so smoothly. I have no idea, nor can I remember, how his parents ran everything. I got to thinking. Maybe it was because Ciel had such a loyal butler with him. For the longest time, Sebastian has been by Ciel's side. Maybe Ciel confides in him enough to manage things without going insane. It made me wonder what he tells Sebastian. Does he complain about Lizzy as much as his eye let on?

"Miss Selena?" I heard a voice ask.

I turned around and saw Sebastian standing there. He was a tall, slender man, dressed in all black with the exception of his white button-down shirt, and one hell of a butler. He's always been kind to Ciel and guests like a butler should. He even keeps a calm composure when Ciel explodes or something goes horribly wrong in the house. I want that butler. There are some major shannigans that go on in this house, and Sebastian never falters his composure. I love that about him even if it doesn't seem natural.

"Yes, Sebastian?"

"Dinner is almost done, won't you come inside?" he said in a proferssional voice.

I smiled lightly. "Sure," I said as I stood up and brushed off my dress. I walked inside to the meal already spread out onto the table. It was like the royal feast. I knew it was made by Sebastian.

"The chicken is cooked into its own juices with a hint of rosemary," Sebastian said as he described the entire meal, and how it was cooked. It just made my stomach growl. With this corset on, I won't be able to eat that much. I was certain Sebastian had cooked for royalty in a past life.

Somehow, I managed to get dinner down. To Lizzie's misfortune, we had to leave soon after. To my fortune, I got to leave with my sanity in tact. I was only with Lizzie to act as a babysitter. Mother and Father constantly do that to me.. Sometimes I just want to send the maid so I can have some peace away from Elizabeth for once. I know Elizabeth is my sister but the fact that she is betrothed before me is asinine.

We rode home in silence. Well, I did. Lizzie was going on about Ciel...like usual. I merely pretended to listen and dreamt about my own fantasy. One where I was betrothed to Ciel. I would never tell my sister this, but I personally like Ciel too. Mostly the new Ciel. I don't know why but with this big change, Ciel seems more mature. Like I said, I would never dream of telling Elizabeth that. It would crush her.