Chapter 1: Meeting1890 London, EnglandThe busy London streets bustled with nameless individuals as they pushed and shoved to get to their respected destinations. Big Ben had not yet even struck 9:35 and already patronages hurried to get their morning duties finished. Wealthy lords and impoverished peons mingled together as one crowd, not caring about anyone else's materialistic and economic opinions towards the other. The sky darkened with brackish smog from impatient steam engines eager to begin their routes. A few streets away, in the more affluent area of London, shops and stores filled with gourmet candies, fine silks and jewelry lined the cobble stoned roads and remained immune to the choking smoke. The bright red door to the local cane shop easily swung open, jostling the brass bell as it collided with the embellished rim."Young master, if I may, we are running several minutes behind schedule (much to my dismay, insolent human merchant) The train is due to depart at ten o'clock and as such we must make haste," came a velvety smooth voice from a black suited man's amber seductive bronze eyes focused solidly on the back of his child lord. The boy elegantly turned his head to peer behind his cloaked shoulder."Sebastian, this is because of your impertinence. If you had picked up my cane before today, we would be sitting in the cabin car at this moment." The boy tall man, Sebastian, merely bowed and smirked, "I apologize. A butler of the Phantomhive household, who cannot uphold his promises to the young lord, is not worth his weight in salt."A small gust of wind rustled Sebastian's ebony forelocks around ivory pale cheeks, causing the young boy to turn away flustered. Fixing his forest green top-hat, the boy grunted in response and preceded to walk towards the station. The two walked in silence, the lord held his stony gaze forward while his seemingly suave butler carried numerous boxes and bags effortlessly. When asked how he could do such a thing without aid, Sebastian would simply reply, "I am one hell of a butler after all."However, unbeknown to the two, you were racing straight for them. Your mouth hung open in heavy pants as your booted feet darted between men and women. "I can't believe I over slept! I have to make this train, wait don't leave without me!" your ragged voice hems of your expensive blue dress were held away from the checkered puddles as your feet splashed the dirty water. Right now you wished you had been born a man, the tight whale bone corset was strangling you to the point of your face turning blue. The lace trim decorating your bodice sagged with sweat, and your ample bust glistened with perspiration. Thankfully your hair was neatly pinned and still held their curls, at least that factor was taken care of. As you ran, men and boy were helplessly staring at you. It was widely known amongst the aristocracy that you were a rare beauty, some even compare you to the Greek goddess Venus to which you blushed and waved off as simple flattery. "Ah! Almost there just a bit more!" you exclaimed once the platform came into gleaming with excitement, and the promise of rest, you sped up your pace and dashed around the corner of the platform. A quick flash of deep green entered your vision, followed by a harsh slamming into your chest. Clothes danced in the steam and bodies fell to the ground in a heap."Oh, Oh my god I am so sorry! I was not watching where I was going!" You stuttered rubbing your chest."How dare you! Get off of me at once!"You looked down at the very angry boy you were lying on. His top hat had been knocked off, revealing slicked slate gray hair. His eyes captivated you though with their, well you presumed they were both as one was covered with an eye-patch, deep cerulean glare. This boy was clearly aristocracy, simply by the regal way he held himself whilst still under you. The boy's blue eye fixed on yours, taking in your features. It didn't take long for the blood to rise to his face, coloring those flawless cheeks. "Excuse me milady, but my young lord is unable to compose himself under the eyes of such an exquisite beauty," the black butler bowed and offered a gloved your gaze away from the handsome boy, you flushed deeply upon seeing his butler. Graciously taking the offering, you rose and smoothed out your blue skirts, refusing to look at the grumbling boy. " ALL ABOARD!" The conductor shouted sounding the horn."I…I must be going, forgive me for earlier, if I damaged anything please let me know my name is, (y/n). I'll be easy to find, not many women share my name," you smiled despite your embarrassed state, "I must be off, good day!"Watching as you vanished in the throng of passengers, the young boy shrugged off the helping arm of Sebastian, "Don't touch me.""Young master, why did you not set that girl in her place…it is not like you," the taller man teasingly rested a large hand on the boy's furrowed brow, "pray tell me you are not with fever."With an irritated shove, the boy made his way to his cabin, all the while secretly hoping to catch a glimpse of you.