Oh hi again! So I'm taking a break from "Hello, Japan!", because the idea for this story won't get out of my head, and I think it's best that I write some of it before I try to continue HJ. This story is modern day AU and will have several (mostly unimportant) OCs, and other characters from Kuroshitsuji that will most likely be very OOC. If you don't like all that, this isn't the story for you!

I'd also like to give a suuuper big thanks to Shelby-Bell, my best friend and fellow fanfic writer, for helping me brainstorm and really making this make sense in my head. Love you! Check her out!

I hope you all enjoy this, now let's get started.

Inside of a large estate nestled in the woods, a party was going on. A man stood with a dignified look on his face, and gently tapped a knife to his wineglass, calling everyone's attention. "I would like to thank you all for coming here tonight to celebrate my darling daughter's eighteenth birthday. She is the heiress to my fortune, and the successor to my company. She is my world, and I'm so glad you all can be here to make this important day a great one. My darling, Gemma. Happy birthday, angel." A beautiful young woman with long, pale pink hair appeared at the top of a grand staircase. She was wearing a floor length lavender gown that hugged her body. She smiled graciously as she descended the stairs to stand by her father. She cleared her throat softly before continuing.

"Thank you so much, everyone, for being here tonight to celebrate this day with me. I'm so grateful to know that I have your support." Clapping erupted, and a faint blush dusted her cheeks as she hugged her father before catching a certain girl's eye and quickly excusing herself. As she stepped off of the last step, she noticed a little black spider perched on the railing. That's odd. This place seems so clean. She shrugged gently and smiled at the little spider before approaching her tealette best friend.

"Gemma! Happy birthday babe! You look stunning!" The shorter girl hugged Gemma who smiled back, blushing lightly again.

"Thank you, Elicia! You look beautiful too!" The slightly taller girl stepped back a bit to really survey her best friend, who was wearing a short black dress with fringe on the bottom. Her short hair was wavy and her makeup was dramatic. Elicia's parents died when she was very young, and since her parents had known Gemma's, Elicia was accepted into the family to live there. She was a few years older than Gemma, but they'd become fast friends and stayed that way since.

"Elicia, I want to talk to you about something.." The pink haired girl's face grew anxious, and her friend looked a little concerned. Just as Gemma opened her mouth to speak, two tall men approached the girls, and one of them grabbed Gemma and spun her around in his arms.

"Oh Gemma, you look gorgeous tonight. Happy birthday, my little niece." The man held Gemma at arms length, then gestured to the man next to him. "This is Carter, his family owns this estate." The other man smiled charmingly, and took one of Gemma's hands and brought it to his lips.

"You look beautiful tonight. Happy birthday." Gemma blushed lightly as she looked at her uncle and this man. Her uncle Tripp was very dear to her, and she respected him greatly. But this man seemed...off. Something was weird about him. She slowly pulled her hand back, and glanced nervously at her uncle.

"Oh, thank you so much for allowing us to hold this party here. There were just too many people for our home." She smiled sweetly and then turned to Tripp. "You're always too sweet to me!" She hugged him tightly, noticing Elicia look away quickly. She ignored it for now, wanting to focus on the party and entertaining her guests.

"If you'll excuse me, I should probably go mingle a bit." Elicia and Tripp nodded, but Carter grabbed her wrist as she was walking away. Gemma looked back at him, surprised.

"Oh, I was actually wanting to speak with you. Can we go somewhere a bit more private?" She felt uneasy, but upon seeing Tripp's nod of approval, she smiled weakly at Carter and allowed him to lead her to an empty library. He handed her a glass of champagne from seemingly no where, and smiled at her.

"Thank you.. So, what were you wanting to talk with me about?" She held the glass without drinking it, just to be safe. Carter rubbed her shoulder gently as he sipped from his glass. Gemma looked around, looking for something to use as a weapon if it came to that. She smiled nervously at the tall man, waiting for him to answer her.

"You're eighteen now. I just want us to get to know each other a bit more. I've always had my eye on you, you know. You were always so beautiful and innocent." He moved his hand from her shoulder to her lower back, rubbing it gently. "And, my parents have really been hounding me on finding a good, respectable girl to call mine.." Gemma stepped away just a bit, laughing nervously.

"Oh, Carter, you seem like a really nice guy, but I'm not interested in being with anyone romantically right now. I have to focus on getting prepared to take over my father's business, if so required. I'm sure you understand, right?" She smiled at him, inching towards the door. His expression darkened, and he opened his mouth to speak, but Gemma cut him off. "Now, if you'll please excuse me, I really must return to the party." She slipped out before he could argue, her heart thumping in her chest. She flew by so quickly she didn't notice her uncle lurking around the corner, eyes narrowed and mouth twisted into a frown.