Today, the hands of boredom had tugged at you mercilessly. After wandering around aimlessly for a few minutes, you had come to the conclusion that nothing in this mansion would suffice as entertainment. This had caused you to rely on your immaturity, instead. So here you were in Ciel's study as of the moment, annoying him. 

       "Ciel~!" You whined. It couldn't be more obvious how irritated he was by your presence; not that you cared. 

         He attempted to ignore you, sadly, it didn't work. Your constant noises of groaning, whining, and whimpering cut his concentration nearly completely. 

       "If you're so bored, then do something!" He exclaimed. 

      "There isn't anything fun to do! Besides, I want to spend my time with you." You whined,  your rolling ceased, as you stood up, getting off of the floor. "Another thing, is that work even due this year?" 

     You walked up to his desk and peered at his documents of which he began to childishly cover. 

      "I knew it! They're not!" You accused. Ciel didn't say anything as he simply glared at you. "Please~! Can't you just take even a tiny, little break!" You pleaded, attempting to pout. "Can we play chess? I don't care if I lose! That's almost inevitable, but I want to do something with you!" 

       Although Ciel glared at you stoically, as if he had already made his decision and it wasn't going to change, quite contrary to his expression, he agreed. 

           Beaming in delight, you cheered. "Thank you!" You giggled. Your game of chess lasted less than 5 minutes, unfortunately. He had won again. 

       "You'd think with all the times we've played this, you would last longer..." He commented. 

        "Yeah..." You mumbled in defeat. 

        "Oh well," He stated before standing up, getting ready to return to his work. 

       "Wait! Let's play another round!" You yelled, walking over to him. 

       "No." 'No', that was his simple answer. 

      "Please!" You begged grabbing hold of his waist and getting on your knees. He looked down at you in surprise and confusion. 

      "Let go." He stated, standing still. You shook your head. He gave out an audible sigh before attempting to walk, assuming you'd let go then. In the end, that thought was proven false. 

       Nonetheless, he continued walking to his desk, even if it meant dragging you along with him. He continued to ignore you and do his work, regardless. You eventually let go of his waist and draped yourself over his shoulders. You clung to him for the rest of the day while he ignored your presence. 

      But one question rung in your head the entire day: Why didn't he get Sebastian to make you leave?