Translations- Ojou-sama is kind of like "mistress".

Okay, I just finished season two of Black Butler. On the recommendations, I saw something about vampires. I just had to put this >.< I do not own Black Butler, nor is this a fanfiction. I have not rated it, nor have I categorized it. That is because I'm not sure what it'll be about or how bad it'll be *~* I hope you enjoy! By the way, I DO own the songs; I made them up on the spot.

Vampire, vampire, vampire.

Demon truth, demon truth, demon is the truth.

Butlers, maids, and... the truth.

All, all, all.

I am a singer, why don't you join? The truth of my life... the truth of all.

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"Yes, my Lord, Yes, your highness. How boring."

"Well, you went along when he said it the last time." I blushed stubbornly.

"That's because it was the ending!"

"You liked the ending of the first season." I blushed more.

"It had emotion! Sheesh, for a butler, you sure are disrespectful."

"And for a kid, you sure have big words."

"Do the laundry!!" I screamed at him.

"Yes, my Lord."

"Be quiet!!!!" And he walked.

"Tch. It was touching..."

Greetings. I am Secana Telontra, and I have a demon for a butler. What? That's strange? Well, guess what, that isn't the only thing.

"I see you had another fight with him. That's good. It isn't right for a boy to change a girl."

"Yeah, yeah, you'd do it, too, Clarinese." She smirked.

"Only because I'm a demon. I'd devour their souls right after."

"You're sick."

"No, I believe not."

"Smart butt." She laughed.

"You have demons for butlers, yet you won't cuss. How..." she held her hand up to her mouth, "twisted."

"It's opposite."

"Haha, and yet earlier, you were the one saying the wrong word."

"Whatever."

"May I change you, madam?"

"It's Secana, gosh darn it!"

"Of course... Madam."

"Stop trying to anger me!!" I shook my fist as fans would do watching their team play. But I wasn't cheering anyone on- I was just angered. Nonetheless, she changed me before Cronde came back.

"I finished."

"And I bet you interrupted the others."

"They were taking too long," he bowed. "... Your highness."

"Stop it, you brat!!"

"And yet, you have half the world in your hand and is so small. On top of that, you have demons for butlers and maids and yet cannot cuss." He rose, "Even further, you cannot even do anything on your own."

"Yes, I can!!"

"Other than your songs and writing? The things that actually matter, not what you do alone?" I blushed.

"And you shouldn't be stalking your master."

"It's only because you show your naked body to him and don't care," Clarine added.

"It's not my fault that I have a boy butler!"

"In fact, it is," Cronde countered.

"Tch," I crossed my arms.

"You'd think that you did it to seduce someone, sleeping with nothing but your underwear and bra," Clarine said. I blushed.

"It's uncomfortable," I said quietly. Cronde grinned.

"Either way, our morning is quite busy, as is our afternoon."

"Can't you say our day is?" I looked at him boringly.

"Who cares how I put it?!" I smirked. He was sensitive towards words. He always lectured us about our wording.

"Ahem! Anyway, first you have a meeting with-"

"I want to figure out a murder!!" I said lazily.

"Your majesty!!" I glared at him.

"Ahem! You are the queen of the world-"

"King," I corrected him. He'd fought me about this a million times, so after gritting his teeth a bit, he continued, knowing it was useless.

"Thus, you should not have to risk yourself to figure out murders."

"You know what I have to say about that, Cronde." After a bit of him trembling in anger and Clarine biting her nails for no reason, we ended up in a carriage to go to a crime scene.

"Yippee!" I jumped in my seat.

"I say, I don't know how you convince them~" Cekan swayed in his seat.

"I'm going to kill them all!!" Sleton said energetically.

"Sleton, aka s-l-u-t~" my eyes glowed.

"Eep!" he said.

A few seconds later...

"Get that stench out, s-l."

"O-Of course..." he sprayed that-

"I'll kill you!!" I yelled.

"S-Sorry!!"

Finally, he wiped the carriage with our sacred cleaner that they'd made 'cause I have an extremely good nose. I wriggled my nose.

"Much better, but stop smoking or I'll fire you, and you know what'll happen then."

"Yes," he cried silently.

"O-Ojou-sama, please sing for us," Keepise got in my face. I laid my elbow on the window seal.

"I've told you, I won't sing." The carriage stood silent until she started blowing her nose loudly in tears.

"I want to hear you sing, too," Cekan pouted. I stood quiet. In fact, I had hired those two because their singing out of nowhere was a cherry on top. I always hear them singing and gather their tone in a matter of seconds. Nowadays, I catch on instantly. I sighed. but gladly, we were at the crime scene. Carine opened the door, smiling with her hand over her mouth. She does that a lot.

"You've had quite the conversation, haven't you? But in fact, we're here."

"Majesty?" I heard Ceken, making me twitch by what he'd called me. "I-Is it okay if I maybe..." he blushed.

"If I maybe j-join you when you're, uh, on your window seal?" It was common knowledge throughout the mansion that I was nude when I went to bed.

"K-Keepise says that's when you sing." I sighed. It wasn't common knowledge that I didn't go to bed right away and instead sung for a while on the window seal.

"Good gosh, haven't I told you? I don't care," I turned around, and all of them blushed. Ceken got in my face.

"I love you, Secana-chan~" My eyebrow twitched as I stared at him.

"Be quiet, idiot of doom."

"She confessed back~" he said in the carriage.

"I did not!!"

But despite the fight, we had to go.

"Excuse me."

"What-" the man instantly bowed. "Whatever did we do to deserve your presence?"

"Nothing. I want to know what's going on." Everyone stood quiet.

"U-um," he lifted his head, revealing a nervous smile, "we are merely doing a case, your majesty."

"I now know. You deserved my presence by being an idiot. I know you're doing a case; I want to know the contents."

"Um... W-well, y-you heard her majesty-" I stomped on him.

"I want the gosh darn contents!!" I yelled at the crowd.

"What are you an idiot?" Clarine cowered over the guy with the mustache. "She explained that she didn't like being called 'your majesty' and that includes 'her majesty'."

"T-That's why...??" he said weakly.

"Urgh, I'm tired."

"Majesty, why don't we go back to the estate and do those meetings. You get more rest in those."

"Ah, yes!" I exclaimed. "I get so much sleep while others are there!"

"Though there's also a ball." I scowled.

"I get unrest while there's a stupid ball. Whatever, let's go home. We can solve this tomorrow." I walked off.

In the meeting, I slept until there was something of importance which I answered flawlessly. Plenty of people hate me for falling asleep, but I keep the world in order, better than anyone before so they bite their tongues.

In the ball, I danced with effort, flawlessly getting everything right. Everyone had stopped their dances to watch me. And clapped when I finished and bowed.

At the end of the ball, Cronde was getting me ready for bed. He brushed my hair, and my head went back in satisfaction. Only he used so much care in my hair. He brushed my teeth as usual, and undressed me. He went out, for he knew I wanted privacy. I never went to bed until I had finished with my song. I went to my window and sat. I leaned against the seal and begun.

"A day~

First thinking

Of normalcy

A day~

A normal one

But not at all normal

For me~

A day of tired

And sleep

And then

Effort

And dreams

A one of hatred then admired-

Ness~

Finishing the day with this song

This free, free song

This song that I sing

For you~

A song that I hope

Will reach you tonight

My entry

Of my journal~

I hope you hear

And listen very well

I shall reach you someday

So here is my catch up

Today, the third of July~" I sang with an accent,

"Was planned to be a crime one

But we shall finish tomorrow

I sit here

Singing

This is

My song

The one for today

July the third

Year 19 and 50

I decided by my tiredness,

That I would get home

Being in those meetings

Sleeping until importance

When there is importance,

I shall answer for thee

Then at the end was a ba-all

Where I danced with such effort

You know how I love it

So here you go

This song for July

The very thi-i-ird

The year 1950

I hope you hear it all

For if you do I ca-an

Catch up all with you~

I sing this song, only

For those who care

Those people on the other

Side I will see~

I hope that you-u listen

Very, very well

For this is my entry

For the day I have seen~

After the ball,

I went through my  schedule

Getting ready for

My bed

I hope that I will have good dreams

Perhaps even of you~

I hope that I shall go to sleep

This is my entry...

For you~" I held the note as long as I could and then stopped.

"I sing this song... for you," I finished with a whisper after a long time of imagining a violin playing. Then I get up, ignoring the loud cheers and claps and cries from my butlers and maids. I tucked myself in my bed and fell asleep.

"So? You really won't sing?"

"No."

"I want to hear you."

"No."

"You dance so well, and yet you don't sing well?" his eyes scrunched worriedly. I looked up at him serious.

"You have angered me, oh boy," I sang.

"Why ever do you take it so far?

Yes, I can sing well,

Yes, I can dance well

So why ever,

Why ever do you take it so far?

Why ever are you very so bold?

Why can you not be satisfied?"

"You know why," he smirked lightly.

"Why ever do yu take it so far? Why can you not-" We had been twirling and on that twirl... the person changed. He had no face, but somehow I knew it was the person... who murdered my parents.

"Yaaah!" I began to thrust toward him. I would not.. I would not...

I will kill you!!!