Here's the first chapter of my first Black Butler fanfic. I've finished watching the anime a while back and I've wanted to write something about it but I couldn't decide on what. Then this idea was given to me by a friend of mine, and I thought I ought to give it a try and see how it'll turn out.

Disclaimer: I don't own Black Butler.

Please enjoy. ^-^

Chapter 1

It was the beginning of a nice, cool morning in London with dark clouds flowing on and about. The sun has not yet shown its face, and the usual routine of grey surroundings started early this time around. The morning dew made the atmosphere sticky with moist. Nevertheless, it was a calm morning.

Sebastian Michaelis, the demon butler of the Phantomhive estate, walked quietly down the halls of the mansion as he pushed along a cart with a teapot and a cup for the master's usual morning treat. He made his way towards the room where his master slept.

"My young master has a lot of work today. He needs to get started right away," Sebastian whispered to himself as he continued heading towards the designated room.

Today was actually supposed to be the young master's day off due to the accident he had yesterday. The boy tripped over his own feet and fell down his mansion's very own stairs. It was an unpleasant fall indeed, and the master received an injury on his head. It was an amusing sight for the butler, however, to find his master laying on the floor, looking up at him with hurtful eyes. Fortunately, the boy didn't fall into an unconscious state, and he seemed just fine for the remainder of the day. The butler had insisted that the boy take a day off for recovery, but the young lord rejected and decided to move on.

Once he reached his destination, Sebastian gently opened the door, and his eyes immediately fell upon the boy sleeping in bed. A soft smile formed on the butler's face. The boy looked so innocent when he slept, yet, once he wakes up, he was like a little demon himself.

Sebastian walked in, placed the cart besides the bed, made his way towards the window and pushed the curtains away to reveal the light from the outside.

"Time to wake up, young master," he said as he walked back towards the cart and arranged a cup of tea for his master.

The boy stirred a bit in his bed but didn't budge his eyes.

Sebastian placed the cup of tea on the small desk besides the bed. "Young master, today you have a busy schedule. Please do get up."

The boy mumbled a few words that were too hard to understand.

The butler smirked, grabbed the covers, and pulled them away. "Come now, young master. Let's start the day."

The boy growled and opened his eyes. He stayed laying as he stared at the ceiling above him.

Sebastian folded the covers and placed them on the bed. "Now, my lord, the day has started. You have to get caught up."

The boy turned his head slowly towards his butler. He stared at the man for a while, looking at him with a careless face before suddenly changing his mood and sat up in shock. However, the quick movement made his head hurt, so he placed a gentle hand over the injury he had from the day before.

"Young master, you must be careful with your awakening. You are still hurt from the nasty fall you took yesterday," Sebastian said as he took out a strap of bandage from his pocket and replaced the bandage that was already on the boy's head. "Speaking of such, how are you feeling today?"

The boy, Ciel Phantomhive, the master of the estate, gave the butler another strange look before pushing him away. "Who the bloody hell are you?"

Sebastian raised an eyebrow before smiling and handing the cup of tea to his master. "Don't you think it's too early to be playing games, my lord?"

Ciel grabbed the cup and looked down at the steaming liquid that gave out a pleasant scent for a while before turning back to look at Sebastian. "I am serious. Who are you and how do I know you aren't trying to poison me?"

Sebastian gave his master as a frustrated sigh. "I am your butler, Sebastian Michaelis. I would never try to poison you. Now enough stalling and get ready for the day, my lord." He grabbed the neatly folded clothes that were already arranged on the desk and began dressing Ciel.

Ciel stood still for half of the dressing before roughly pulling away and getting up from the bed, letting go of the cup he had and dropping it on the floor. He stood a few feet away from Sebastian and glared at him. Who was this strange man getting him dressed and giving him a cup of tea? It all didn't make sense to him.

Sebastian stared at his master with an unsure look. What in the world was his master doing? He wasn't sure if the boy was merely playing a simple joke or not. It was a bit bothersome to him.

The butler sighed and turned to look down to the floor to see the scattered pieces of broken glass and the clear brown liquid spilled everywhere. He picked up the pieces of glass that could easily be grabbed and placed them on the cart.

"I'd never thought you would be this careless as to break a fine piece of china along with getting the bed sheets dirty. Mey-Rin recently washed them," Sebastian said as he stood tall and looked at the boy. "You must've had a bad dream just as you awoke, and that's why you are awfully shaken up. I can assure you this is no dream, my lord. No need to dwell on your nightmare."

Ciel held his head as mere confusion flushed in. He was clearly bewildered, not knowing what to think of this. It was as if he was in a dream himself just now. He felt like he has fallen inside a deep hole and can't figure how to get out.

"What the bloody hell is going on? I feel lost somehow," Ciel said as he looked at the butler. "I feel lost."

Sebastian now grew hesitant. What was wrong with his master? Feeling lost but how?

"Young master, I-" but Sebastian got interrupted.

"Why do you keep calling me 'young master'? Are you really my butler? Where am I?" Ciel paused. "Most importantly, who am I?"

Sebastian was now more concerned than before. Ciel was acting strange. He was completely lost about himself. Then again it could still be a trick. Sebastian knows how much the young master likes to play games. However, the glitter in Ciel's eyes whenever he plays pranks wasn't there. In fact, his eyes held a look of a scared puppy.

"Please sir." Ciel fell on his knees and gave Sebastian the most innocent look the demon has ever received. "What is my name?"

Sebastian frowned. "Ciel Phantomhive."

Ciel dropped a bit of his frighten self by the sound of his own name. "Yes. That sounds right. Ciel Phantomhive. Yes. That is my name."

"Young master." Sebastian walked over to the boy and helped him get up. "Are you jesting?"

Ciel trembled a bit from the unknown touch of the man, but he somehow felt like he could trust this stranger. "Sir, jesting about what? I'm very confused. I can't seem to remember some things. I can't seem to remember you."

Then the puzzle was coming together. The fall. Ciel hit his head badly against the stairs. It appeared it was nothing at first glance, but the after effect was crucial. Sebastian now figured it out.

His young master had amnesia.

Sebastian sighed. "My lord, it seems you have lost your memory."

Ciel hesitated. "Lost my memory? But how?"

"I believe it was the cause from the fall you had yesterday. It was a bad fall which caused you to hit your head. That must've damaged your brain."

Ciel held his head. "Sir, will I have my memory back? I don't want to feel lost. It feels lonesome."

Sebastian guided Ciel over to his bed and continued with dressing him. "Young master, I will do my best to have your memory back."

Ciel smiled, causing Sebastian to hesitate. The boy who said before he had forgotten how to smile was now smiling before him. This was definitely not the boy who was thirsty for revenge, not the boy he made a contract with. Almost immediately, Sebastian could fell the revengeful soul he had craved for a long time to slowly get tainted with sweetness. It was disgusting. It was a whole different one, one the butler did not like.

After getting his master fully dressed, Sebastian gathered the cart and headed towards the door. "Young master, I will soon come back to clean up the mess and take you to breakfast."

"Of course, sir," Ciel said.

"Please, my lord. My name is Sebastian."

"Oh yes. Sorry, Sebastian."

Sebastian bowed before exiting the room. He sighed and headed towards the rooms of the other servants of the manor. He needed to inform them of the new Phantomhive in charge.

And that was that. So, it appears that Ciel had lost his memory from a fall he had the day before. What a clumsy boy, Ciel. Haha. Sebastian doesn't seem so happy about it either.

Tune in for more and please review. Thank you. ^-^