NeyumiKokoroSan: Hello, and Welcome to my newest Kuroshitsuji Fanfic. C: I have just finished testing at school, so life is well! ~. Anyway, in this story, we encounter The Shinigami Ambassador, Arachne Carter, along with her childhood friend, Nathaniel Beckmann, and Arachne's bestie, Catherine Braginsky, an African-Russian. Anyway, I know Arachne (The name) doesn't sound American, because it's from Greek Mythology. So, I'll just make Arachne Greek-American. Anyway, Please Enjoy! C:

Oh yes, if Catherine's Language looks hard to understand, just say it how it sounds out...

Like, Vhat is what. Ve is we, and Da is yes?

: New York, New York:

: The American Shinigami Dispatch Society:

"You're late again, Arachne. This meeting is far more important than the others, and you're late? LATE?"

This had always happened. Whether I was 1 minute late, or 5 seconds, Nathaniel Beckmann had always scolded me, though I ignored him, leaving a quite insulted Nathaniel, and moved to my seat on the left side of the Meeting Table. Only then, when I sat down, did I notice ALL of my higher ups were waiting here, for me. In the awkward silence, I only shuffled the papers that were meant for me, and took my pen.

"So…Who's the leader of this Meeting?" I asked, a bit warily.

"I am." I heard Nathaniel say this, from the door. Though, he soon took his seat at the top of the table.

"Shall we begin this meeting? We are off Schedule by eleven minutes, but this meeting will be fairly short."

As I mumbled the required, "Yes, Let's begin" with all of the other Shinigami, I stared down at the blank papers in front of me. I had the weirdest feeling that this Meeting would not go well for me.

"So, Arachne…Are you bored with The American Branch, of The Shinigami Dispatch Society?" All of the heads turned to me, and I only pursued my lips in nervousness. How could I answer that? I mean, my answer anyway, was yes… I decided to stay silent, and so The Meeting stood in silence for a few seconds, until Nathaniel gave a soft, "Mmm…" and wrote something down on paper.

"Then… Arachne, would you like to see-…No, No. See isn't the right word…Perhaps; do an internship at The Main Branch of The Shinigami Dispatch Society? It is in London, England."

I froze in my chair. This was unlike Nathaniel, Very, VERY unlike of him. Nathaniel had been my "Older Brother" figure since I was 8. He reprimanded me harshly, like it was nothing. When I was little, he would take a stick to my hand, if my bow tie was done incorrectly, or my glasses crooked. He's the one that installed in all of my fears, just to attain dominance over my rebellious soul, but London? This would be the vacation I needed!

"Yes! Yes! Please, I wish to go to London!" I almost screamed out the words. This resulted in another very awkward silence. Though, I had some questions to ask. Nathaniel mentioned an internship, but he didn't say any details.

"What will I be doing there? How long will I be there? Can I bring a friend?" These, were just some basic questions that appeared in my head.

Nathaniel stared at me in silence before motioning for Zachary, a friend of his, to answer the questions. I smiled at Zachary, and he smiled back, before taking his papers and reading aloud.

"You, Arachne Carter, shall be going to London, as an Ambassador from The American Dispatch Society. That's what the London Dispatch Society shall know you as. Though, actually you will be investigating a demon called, Cerberus .We fear he has taken some American Souls, and is trying to do something with them."

Wait…So this wasn't going to be a super awesome vacation? A Business Trip?

"You will tell no one about this at the London Dispatch Society. They will think that we cannot handle our own problems. You are free to break rules while at your internship, in order to go with the investigation. I have already told your caretakers there, William T. Spears, and Grell Sutcliff that you will be coming by the 4:30 Train tomorrow. As for your other questions, you shall stay there as long as you need to, and you may bring along 1 friend. That is all."

After sitting back down, Nathaniel gave a nod to him. "Thank you, Zachary. Meeting Adjourned." Once that was said, everyone stood up and left. I had left first, only because I didn't want to stay with Nathaniel. I feared that he was going to punish me for being late. Right now, the one person I was looking for was Catherine Braginsky. Catherine was an African-Russian, who did not have citizenship in America, and lived here as an alien. She held a heavy accent, and was usually quite happy, though was quite assertive. She is older than me, by two years, so she is 17, one year younger then Nathaniel. I was 15.

It didn't take long for me to find Catherine. She was in the library, studying on American History. She found it interesting, compared to her Russian History. Once I told her about going to London, she only smiled at me. Though, I waited until the end, to tell her that she was going with me.

"Oh, Wundarbar! Simply grateful~ Vhe Americas are vun, and all, Vhat England sounds Magnificent! So, Ve shall arrive vy, tomorrow, Da?" Like I said, Catherine's accent was heavy, but she was improving.

"Yes, we'll be going by portal, I think, and we'll arrive at Oxford, then we're taking the train to London." Portals were always convenient, and by boat would take too long anyway. Before we left our separate ways, I also told Catherine about our mission. She couldn't get too excited.

"That is it? Ve shall have it done. Though, ve'll have to get ready for the Veuropean Style, Da? Vhey are very different from the American's style, so I've heard" After a small laugh shared by both of us, she took me by the hand, and started to pull me towards the door of the library.

"Come on! Ve just can't go to England, looking like this. Ve have hair to do, Clothes to pick out…" I allowed Catherine to drag me into our quarters. She was right. There were so many things to do, and so little time.