Mei-Rin was just walking around the somewhat quiet mansion. Today was the master's 15th Birthday Ball. All were invited, even the Trancys. Nobody cared whether or not Ciel wanted them to join, they were invited by the young mistress, since they're to get married in a few years. Lady Elizabeth lived with them now, and it was a surprise that today was such a quiet day. Mei rarely got breaks when such event was to occur. "M-Mister Sebastian?" She stuttered.

"Yes Mei-Rin?" He asked back, he was clearly busy with the preparation for the ball. "M-May I go get something a-around town?" She asked nicely. Since Ciel didn't want to see anyone's face at all, he planned a masquerade ball. Nobody could know at first who was who, only themselves. So, to follow orders, she was going to go out to get an affordable dress and a mask that matches it.

She didn't know why she wanted to look so presentable in this particular ball. Mostly, she thought that she might catch someone's attention, having gotten over of Sebastian. "Surely. But please do arrive on time even though you will not be on duty tonight. Look presentable and don't embarrass the young master."

"O-Of course Mister Sebastian!" She ran out the door, almost breaking a glass statue that was nearby.

Her mind was made up. She was going to act more like a guest then a worker, so, she'd taken off her glasses, placed a few touches of makeup to emphasize her accents, and pulled her hair back elegantly rather than having to pig-tales like she usually did. A red dress with a dash of white crystals on top give her the look she was going for, which was topped off with black heels. She slowly made herself down the stairs, careful not to trip. "Alright. Here we go." She slowly placed her blackened mask, adding wonder to herself. The mask was covered in black lace and a few white stones to give it that glow she wanted. The mask was originally a plain, white mask, but she added those touches that when she looked into the mirror, she hardly recognized herself.

"Madam, the party isn't to start in a few minutes. How did you get in?" Finny asked while she looked at her refection.

"Finny. It's me. Mei-Rin?"

"Mei-Rin? Oh goodness! You look so beautiful!"

"C'mon. I'm not that beautiful. I'm just doing this for fun."

"Alright! But if a man falls in love with you tonight I wouldn't blame him!" He giggled as he walked into the garden.

Thank the mask that covered her blush, she was burning from shame. Had she overdressed? She sat on the chair farthest to the corner, now a bit regretful of her decisions. But it was already too late for a change, she had already wasted her time and money on this and people already started to pour in.

No one new sat by her, but she didn't mind. Finny, Bard, and Tanaka were at the table with her as she watched the couples waltz around the ballroom. Ciel was dancing with his fiancée and Sebastian, out of courtesy, was dancing with Paula. Her eyes shifted to a blonde boy entering the room with a tall man next to him. No one seemed to give a care except a young brunette that ran to the blonde, quickly beginning to dance. "Hmm… If only one person was as exited to dance with me." She sighed, Finny quickly turned to her.

"The time will come May! Just think happy thoughts!" His smile as childish as his tone. His eyes shifted to the man that newly stood next to her. "May I have this dance?" He asked genuinely. Her eyes turned to him and his hand waiting for her grab. "S-Sure." Her hand took his and he gently pulled her up to stand. His pale lips kissed her knuckle and once again she blushed harshly.

When they reached the dance floor a somewhat slow love song began to play, her blush harshening a bit more. As they began to dance a bit too close for comfort, she began to analyze him. He was tall, had raven black hair that was as proper as a man should have it, his eyes were a light brown that almost looked yellowed, his smirk beautiful yet seductive. His attire was on point and his mask was just breathtaking. It was a black laced mask that almost looked like spider webs, with some silver and golden glitter placed around it that made it looked like spiders were around it. Her thoughts were cut short as he dipped her ( when the leading dancer lowers the follower slowly and "swoops" her/him from the left to right; mostly used on the dance known as Tango or Flamenco ) and brought her up, faces only inches apart. "Thank you for the dance." She thanked.

"Thank you for accepting." He got to one knee and once again kissed her knuckle. "My lady." Her blush returned and he stood, turned, and then walked away. "My my… Such a mystery." She sighed happily as she walked to her table. "Oi! Mei!" Bard called as Finny was clapping happily. She saw a red rose and a note on her side on the table. She took the letter that sat underneath it.

My Lady in Red,

You have somewhat enchanted me with the dance we've shared. If you are to accept my rose, you are accepting my heart. For it has been bewitched by you. Red, the color of passion, heat, and most of all, love. I'll be under the moonlight, when the moon's at its fullest, in the place where blue roses bloom, waiting patiently for you. If you come, I'll present you with another request. If, although, you leave me with no hand to hold onto, then I'll sleep yet another lonely night with the thought of you.

With the most sincerity,

Claude Faustus, the butler of the Trancy Estate