A/N: Hi hi! Nice to know that you've found my first ever Kuroshisuji fanfiction, The Abandoned Shinigami. (^w^) I hope you people enjoy it, and please be kind to me~

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji. I'm not awesome enough to own it... Oh well, on with the show~!

"So that's basically the gist of it then! So you gonna help or not?"

I looked up irritatibly from my book. This idiot was blocking my light. Holding my sunhat firmly in one hand so that my eyes would be completely obscured from the glare of the sun, I looked up at the guy standing in front of me. He was standing there with his hands in his pockets, grinning in what he must think was a charming way. Honestly, I just found it annoying. I turned back to my book.

"Go away. You're interrupting my reading."

"Aww c'mon, I said I was lost! You're not gonna help?"

"No, I'm not."

"Are you gonna just leave me here lost then?" the blonde boy demanded, plopping himself down beside me on the bench. I looked up once again at the boy. He had carefully curled blonde hair arranged in a casual disarray on top of his head. Strangely enough, the hair on the nape of his neck was jet black. Huh. Perhaps the blonde part was just a wig. His startlingly glowing green eyes were watching me expectantly behind a large pair of black rimmed glasses. Sighing, I closed my book shut. The fastest way to get rid of him would obviously be to help him out, since he's so insistently pushy.

"Fine… Where do you want to go?" I asked him wearily, watching his face break into an exultant smile.

"Excellent! My name is Ronald Knox," the boy said, completely ignoring my question and holding out his hand in way of greeting.

"I asked for the place you're going. Not your name!"

"Ah well, I thought it would be polite to introduce myself first. You're not the friendliest person on the planet are you?"

I could feel my eyes widening at his words. Seriously? He comes here to ask for directions and now he's insulting me? As I opened my mouth to utter something snappish back, he cut me off.

"Well, I'm looking for 53 East Reiler Road, House number er…. 34 I think? Ahh all the houses look the same around here!" Ronald whined, scowling adorably. I stared at him, my eyes wide. That house? My suspicious instinct peaked. There was definitely something very odd about this boy.

"What do you want from there?" I asked carefully, trying to keep my voice level.

"Ah, I have a… Meeting with the person who lives there. So to say," He said, chuckling slightly as if his words were in any way funny. I stood up, my heart hammering.

"Eh, wait, I've still got time," Ronald said, consulting his fancy silver wristwatch. "Let's go out for some tea first!" Too stunned to protest, I simply stumbled blindly after him as he gently pulled me by the hand to a nearby teahouse.

Obviously the suspicious boy was ecstatic that I was finally accepting his advances. As he gently set me down in one of the chintz chairs, I began to be able to calm myself down. He might be just a normal flirt. Yeah, just some normal guy with odd eyes, strange hair and disturbing behaviour. As we waited for the tea to come (ordered by Ronald since I was beyond talking at the moment) Ronald started to chatter.

"You know, you're really quiet. Are you shy?" he winked at me "its ok, I won't bite".

….Um eww. If this guy wasn't freaking me out so much, I might actually feel disgusted.

"Hey, can you keep a secret?" I paled at his words. Oh no oh no "Actually the truth is, I'm visiting that house for something more important than just some meeting. The person living there is dying so I'm going there to do my job. Because I'm a-"

Shinigami." I knew it.