Woot! First chapter and I'm pride of myself. ^_^ I hope y'all enjoy it.

I do not own Kuroshitsuji

You don't know now who you are.

You don't know now what love is for.

The mirrored face you see is strange.

There's no one here to share your pain.

Oomph!- "Labyrinth"

Furniture was pushed against the back wall to make room for the mountains of pillows and blankets that now littered the floor. Clad in blue pajama pants, covered with fluffy white clouds and a white/blue tanktop, Katie flopped onto the pillows she arranged for herself.

"Ready."

Out from the kitchen came Sam, wearing an oversized black T-shirt and short black shorts. Carrying a large bowl with her, she sits in her desinated spot with a giggle.

"Me too. Chip?"

"Don't mind if I do", Katie said as she reached in the bowl to grab a handful for herself.

The girls had been planning this night for a week now. Ever since they learned the Anime Network was hosting a marathon with no commerial interruptions. None other than Kuroshitsuji or Black Butler as some people know it as, was the program of the evening. Tonight was going to be a night they would both remember.

"Oooooo it's starting", Sam stated, nearly choking on her drink.

They both got comfortable as the episodes played through. Sam had a dreamy look on her face as she watched the one person she fawned over come on the screen. Sebastian Michaelis. The demon butler of the Phantomhive Estate. Sure, she had a thing for a couple of other lovable characters, but there was something about Sebastian or Sebby-kun as she calls him, that makes her obsession about the dark haired butler particularly strong. Maybe he bewitched her like the demon he is. Who knows? She doesn't care the slightest.

"Isn't Sebby-kun the sexiest thing you've ever seen?"

Consuming the last chip of her handful, Katie chuckled.

"Maybe, but I'd like to see you call him that to his face. He'd probably glare a hole in your skull.", she said with a giggle. Sam saw that as a challenge. So she scooted in close to the T.V when Sebastian was on the screen.

"Sexy.", she called the man, as if he could hear her. She then turn to Katie with a look of triumph.

"There! I did it!"

Katie rolled her eyes.

"Not the sexy part. The Sebby-kun part".

Sam blinked. "Oh.."

She then turned back to the screen to call him by her little "pet name"; however when she looked, she was faced with the red-haired shinigami. Grell Sutcliff. She jumped back in disgust, growling lowly. Katie laughed.

"Not funny!"

Sam pouted, then broke out in a fake cry. Katie patted her head gently, which prompted Sam to stop almost immediately.

"Ok". She chuckled at her own silliness, which caused Katie to grin.

"So do you have a fave?"

"Well, Ciel's cute, but a little young and already betrothed . . . ", Katie mused.

Sam thought for a moment before replying.

"If it won't for Lizzie, you can still go for him. I think it was still ok to see a twelve year old in that time period."

"Yeah, if Ciel was a girl.", she stated.

"Still, it'd be weird. But if I HAD to choose and he was still out of the game . . . it'd probably be either the cook or . . . it's weird, but the Undertaker . . . " Katie said with a sheepish smile. Sam grinned a bit.

"Undertaker, eh? I don't blame you. He's charming in his own little way. And Bard? He'd blow up the house trying to make a bowl of cereal." Katie giggled.

"Yeah, but he has a sweet sort of charm-good intentions." Sam nodded in agreement.

"Yeah. That he does."

While her eyes were glued to the screen, Sam noticed the picture starting to cut out a bit. She narrowed her eyes.

"Is it cloudy outside? The reception is starting to get bad.."

"Hm I'll go check", Katie said as she got up and walked over to the window. She peeked out through the blinds.

"It does look kind of dark.."

Sam was in disbelief.

"A storm?", she asked before groaning.

"Why tonight? Everytime it storms, I lose cable." Katie looked back at her.

"Maybe we'll be lucky and it'll pass".

"Hopefully."

Sam couldn't help, but be a bit aggitated by the fact the picture wasn't perfect.

"Should I fix it or would it get rid of the picture?" Katie shook her head.

"Maybe best to leave it as is. It was working there before. If we "fix" it, we might lose it forever." Sam sighed as Katie rejoined her on the floor.

"So true. At least the screen's not snowing", she said with a chuckle.

"Yeah, true".

Sam glanced over and noticed Katie's empty cup.

"Hey, you want some more drink?". Katie nodded,

"Yeah, sure."

With that said, Sam grabbed Katie's cup as well as her own and went in the kitchen. After filling the cups with the apropriate amount, she took them back to the living room. However, there was no Katie to be found. Sam blinked, setting the cups on the floor before sitting herself.

'Must've gone to the bathroom', she thought to herself.

She called out toward the mentioned room.

"Hurry up, Katie. You're missing it!"

Sam looked to the screen, expecting to see the show, but was met with a screen full of white static. She groans.

"Aww C'mon!"

She was more than fed up with her tempermental television set. She gets up and reaches for the antenna, with every intention to fix the problem. However, when she touched it, white static shot out of the antenna and surrounded her, sucking her into a black void before she could scream. The static on the T.V. screen slowly faded out into darkness.

After what seemed like an eternity, the void rejected Sam, dropping her on a cold, hardwood floor. She winced softly, rubbing her sore backside before rising to her feet. She looked around with wide eyes.

"Wha-..?"

Sam was becoming frantic. This wasn't her living room. But more importantly, this wasn't her house. The room was a massive, ornate entry hall, much like those seen in houses belonging to the wealthy. Sam was in awe at the architechure. The only times she'd seen anything close to this was in pictures, museums, and movies. However, this hall in particular was very familar to her. When she realised where she seen it, the faint smile on her face slowly faded. This hall was that of the Phantomhives.

"...Oh no."

Behind her, the front door opened as two people walked in. Finnian, the gardener and Mey-Rin, the maid. Finnian stopped and blinks at the sight of Sam.

"Oy! How'd you get in here?"

Sam stiffened then turned to them.

"Um...hello", she said, still a bit stunned by the whole situation.

Finnian stared at her before covering his eyes with a wail. She blinked at his reaction.

"What?"

"Oh dear. Oh dear, miss. You're not dressed", Mey-Rin stated as she started towards her. Started by her sudden movement, Sam backed away from her.

"What are you talking about? I'm wearing clothes."

Mey-Rin shook her head quickly.

"Oh, no. No no. Your legs are showing. And what ARE you wearing? Those are not proper. Not at all."

Sam glanced down at herself. Though she knew exposed legs were improper during this time era, she still didn't understand what the big fuss was all about. It wasn't like she was naked, which she was glad she wasn't. Finnian still had his eyes covered in an attempt to protect his innocence.

"But how did she get IN here? She didn't pass us."

Sam looked back up to them.

"Um. I'm wearing a shirt and shorts. How I got in here? I have no idea."

"We'll figure it out. First thing's first. We have to get you dressed, miss, before someone sees you." , Mey-Rin said as she shooed Sam towards the stairs.

"Um o..k..."

Sam reluctantly went with her as she lead her upstairs to one of the bedrooms, closing the door behind them. Mey-Rin, then went to a chest of drawers. As she's going through it, she continues talking to Sam.

"Some of my clothes should fit you. Really, miss. What were you thinking going out like that?"

"I was thinking comfortable"

"Oh, but it's not at all proper, miss. That looks like the sort of thing you'd wear to bed"

Sam reassured Mey-Rin that what she is wearing is, in fact sleeping clothes. Then accepted a dress from he before ducking behind a changing screen. As she was removing her own clothing, Mey-Rin put a pair of undergarments over the top of of the screen for her, though Sam didn't consider them undergarments.

"Um..no need for those. I already have a pair."

Mey-Rin blinked.

"Not these. If you were wearing these, I would see them"

Sam eyed the pant-like undergarment.

"Mine are more...discreet", she explained. "Less noticable, if you catch my drift."

"But they don't cover everything."

"They cover the surprise. Isn't that what underwear does?", argued Sam.

"But your legs, miss."

"They're legs, darling. Not..."

Sam sighed in defeat. There was no reasoning with Mey-Rin

"Fine. I'll wear them."

She then grabbed them from atop the changing screen and slips them on.

"I feel kinda silly." she mumbled under her breath.

"Do you need any help?" ,Mey-Rin asked from the other side.

"No, I think I got it."

Sam slipped the dress over her head, fastening all the buttons she could reach. She walked out from behind the screen, smoothing the skirt. Mey-Rin blinked at her.

"You're not wearing the corset, miss."

Even though corsets were normal during this time ear, Sam took great offense to it. She narrowed her eyes at Mey-Rin.

"What are you trying to say? I'm fat?"

Mey-Rin shook her head.

"Oh no, miss. The fabric does not fall properly. The corset helps make it a smooth line."

Even though she didn't verbally say it, Sam felt the biggest fool at the moment.

"Oh..well you see, I've never worn one before. I was always told they squeeze your insides and make you pass out.", she stated while rubbing the back of her head. Mey-Rin just smiled.

"I can help you with that, miss."

"Just not too tight, darlin'. I hate to pass out on you and we've never met before.", Sam said with a faint giggle. Mey-Rin got the corset and moved behind Sam.

"Oh of course not. Could you remove the dress please?"

Sam pulled the dress back off, then Mey-Rin helped her get the corset on. After a moment of lacing, Mey-Rin tightened the strings to pull it flat, but not too tightly where it would smother. Sam blinked.

"Not as bad as I thought it would be..It actually make the girls look more perky."

With that, she poked at her breasts. Mey-Rin giggled.

"Some girls pull it too tight, miss. But that only hurts the woman and deforms the body. I would never do that."

"So true," Sam agreed. "I once saw a woman with a corset so tight, I can bet you I could wrap my hand around her waist and my fingers touch."

Mey-Rin shook her head, helping Sam put the dress back on and ties all the laces for her.
"A shame that is."

"It was for a record. A chance to be featured in a book."

"Terrible."

"I know."

Sam then heard a voice clearing from the doorway. When she looked over, she froze on the spot. There in the doorway stood Sebastian Michaelis himself. She wanted to speak, but nothing came out. She wanted to move, but couldn't get her body to function. Sebastian studied her with dark eyes.

"Who is this?

Mey-Rin started stumbling for an answer.
"Oh! Ah-She is-um-a guest!"

Sebastian continued to study Sam, who was mentally panicking.

'Oh god. Oh god. Oh god..', she thought

"...I did not hear her arrive."

"Ah-we-didn't-either. Didn't see her come in, actually. Just found her sitting in the Hall in her-ah-sleeping clothes.", Mey-Rin said with a faint blush.

Sebastian lifted an eyebrow. Sam looked away with a blush of her own, thanking every diety she could think of that it was Mey-Rin and Finnian that found her, not Sebastian. The embarassment would've been great.

"The poor miss doesn't know how she got there."

"And does the "poor miss" have a name?"

"Er.."

Sam spoke without looking back at him(and silently wondered why she couldn't face him now.)

"My name is Samantha, but most people call me Sam for short."

"Samantha.", Sebastian said as he studied her for another moment before turning to Mey-Rin.

"Get her a uniform."

"Sir?"

Sam blinked in surprise and looked at him to see him smiling slmost slyly to her.

"Welcome to the staff of the Phantomhive Estate. Mey-Rin will find you something to do."

And with that said, he turned on his heel and walks out.

After what seemed like an eternity to Sam, she lets out the breath she had been holding.

"Oh my god...That was the most beautiful man I've ever laid eyes on.", she mused.

Mey-Rin giggled.

"Oh you mustn't say things like that about Sebastian...even if they are true.", she said with a blush.

Sam blushed herself.

"His voice is liquid sex..."

That statement caused Mey-Rin to gasp.

"Samantha!"

"What?"

Mey-Rin was blushing dark red.

"That is very improper!"

Sam smirked at her reaction. Oh she could have fun with her with "improper" talk. She chuckled lightly.

"Any redder and you'd be a tomato."

Mey-Rin sputtered, then turned away from her, finding some more spare pieces to her maid uniform. Sam giggled before calming herself.

"Until we can get you your own, you can borrow some of mine."

Mey-Rin then helped Sam put on the rest of the uniform.

"Thank you."

"Mhm."

"So...What is there to be done around here?"

"You can help me with the cleaning.", she said as she lead Sam out of the room.

"It's an awefully big place, so it'll be nice to have some help."

Sam would be lying if she said she wasn't just a bit appauled by that.

"Is it just you cleaning? That seems a bit unfair.."

Mey-Rin shrugged.

It keeps me busy. Sebastian does some from time to time, especially the things that can break."

Sam noticed the blush that came on her face. She knew Mey-Rin didn't have the best of luck when it came to breakables. She smiled then hooked her arm with Mey-Rin's.

"Well..I can help you with that."

Mey-Rin smiled brightly.

"I'd like that!"

Sam giggled.

"Alright. Where to first, darlin'?"

"We can start with the dining hall."

And so they walked off.

It looked like Sam won't be heading home any time soon, so she might as well get comfortable. It shouldn't be too bad. She's a Phantomhive maid now and she wants to prove her worth. Though she knew how Kuroshitsuji played out, she must "play along", so that she won't disrupt the plot or prevent further disruption by her presence. As she sweep the floor of the dining hall, she wondered to herself. 'If I get home, Katie will not believe this..'