I'm only doing this for the first chapter: I do not own Kuroshitsuji. Toboso Yana does.


It was a cold, cold day in Whitechapel. Breaths turned white in the air, and the crunching of frost could be heard underfoot. It was nighttime, and not many civilians dared to wander outside, preferring instead to stay in their homes, where it was safe and warm.


Sighing, Mary Ann Nichols decided it was time to head home. She had spent enough time in the brothel, and any more would make her husband suspicious. Stepping out, she shivered, realizing how cold the weather was beginning to get, while berating herself for not wearing something warmer. Right now, all Mary wanted to do was to go home and sleep. Her gait was unsteady, but she wasn't drunk-heaven's no! She had given up her drunken habits ages ago, and though they still came back to bite her, she had refused to give in to the temptation of drinking all her worries away.

Mary shuddered. This part of town was quite unfamiliar to her, and for some reason, made her fearful. She quickened her steps, intent on returning home, when she suddenly had the premonition that someone was watching her. Glancing behind her, she found that the dimly lit streets were void of any life. No one was around.

She began walking again, this time even more hurried than before. Blast this part of town, and blast her for being so superstitious! Forcing herself to calm down, she slowed her steps, and decided that, it wouldn't hurt to peek behind her again. But just once though. And that's what she did. but this time, she was not alone.

It was a man, or, she thought it was. His face was shrouded in shadow, and he wore dark clothing. The dull lights of the lanterns did nothing to help her vision. The scene was quite ominous, really. Mary spun around, instinct kicking in, and began to run.


Ciel was having a bad day. There were piles and piles of paperwork to be done, and he simply didn't have the energy to deal with them. Not to mention, Bard had burned down the kitchen. Twice. Why he hired that man as a cook, he'll never know. Ciel sighed, massaging his temple with the tips of his fingers. On top of that, Maylene had broken another set of dishes, and Finny had utterly destroyed the garden.

Yes, Ciel was having a very bad day.

Another sigh escaped his mouth, and his eyes closed in frustration. Why couldn't they be more like Sebastian?

Ciel opened his eyes, blinking a few times. Speaking of Sebastian, where was he? The young earl hadn't seen him since the demon served him breakfast this morning. Deciding that he needed a break, anyway, Ciel rang for his butler.

Immediately, there was a knock on the door.

"You may enter," ordered Ciel.

The door opened, and a man stepped in. He was dressed head to toe in black, and the only splash of color on him were his white gloves, pale skin, and bright garnet eyes. His ebony hair was messy, but it suited him, its appearance making him look even more handsome. Gently shutting the door behind him, he proceeded to walk to his master's side.

"You called, Bocchan?" The man asked, red eyes gazing calmly into Ciel's royal blue ones.

"I want to go out," said the younger, "Prepare the carriage."

Sebastian smiled and bent at the waist, his contract hand held over where one's heart should be.

"Yes, my lord."


How was it? Did you guys like it? Sorry if anything's misspelled, I've been using WordPad, since I don't have Microsoft Word...

This is my first Kuroshitsuji fanfiction! Should I continue?

Reviews are treasured :)