Kuroshitsuji

Chapter 1

Warning: Modern technology will be used. It's only 100 years apart with the tech time. Hope you enjoy it! Knowledge in the story will be based on the book and anime; both seasons.

October 23. It was a chilly day with no wind. The smelly odor from the molds in the dark alley sank deeper into my clothes. He was walking with his butler again down the narrow street. I was out of place. I don't belong here.

I've been abandoned by my parents here while they went back to America. All they left me was 10 U.S. dollars. I didn't bother searching for a bank to convert the money because I was lazy. My parents had always treated me like a princess, but recently, I hit my rebellious mood. Every day, I was angry at them for no reason and they couldn't stand it anymore. I would yell at them to get out of my room or my mood swings would start going crazy. They decided to take me on a trip to England because I had bugged them for so long. They told me to go and find a stuffed animal shop where I can buy any plush doll I wanted. That's when I got the money. I didn't care when my parents abandoned me. I was fine with it. I hated them, too. It has been one week since I'm here by myself, and I've been watching these two people. I would hide in the dark alleys and follow them; I didn't have anything else to do. They were an interesting pair. The child wore layers of cotton and ribbons that looked expensive. Always next to him was a butler dressed in black. They stood out from the crowd, a six foot guy walking with a five foot two child and they looked serious, but they never liked socializing with anyone else but each other.

Every night, to make myself fall asleep, I would always dream what it's like to live like them. I would have all the riches, money and servants, that I want and never have to worry about tying shoe laces. I despised shoe laces. But I don't deserve the riches. I was born to be an ordinary middle class person.

When they walked out of the store, I saw the high heeled thick boots the shorter kid wore. They were black and the laces reached up to his knee. They clanked with every step he took. Back in America, high heels were for ladies only. I looked down at my shoes and I saw boyish, torn sneakers. They were all dirty and disgusting from me walking through the dirty alleys. My family could never have had enough money to buy me high heels. I would wear boy clothes like baggy pants and shirts that were too big for me. I've always wanted to try out boots because everyone had them. Even if I was treated like a princess, my parents always wanted a guy. They didn't want a girl who couldn't take over the family business. My dad owns a small store that he cherishes deeply. Frills, skirts, and bows; completely normal for most girls to wear, has never touched my rough skin.

"Sebastian, keep your eyes open," the short kid said with an annoyed voice

"Yes, my lord," he responded with a voice that was deep and mesmerizing and bowed slightly. "Sebastian" snapped his head toward my direction and my breath stopped. I had been found out! I sprinted for the opposite direction. No, I have to keep following them! I was about to head toward them again when my stomach projected an unpleasant growl and I have no choice but to find some food.

I walked around peering into trash cans when I stumbled upon another pair of people. Their dark skin tones made them look beautiful despite the bleak sky and musty weather. One of them had a dark purple hair that swayed gently in the breeze. He had light clothing on but they were loose on him. The sash he wore clung to him lightly around his waist. He wore a white scarf that draped over his broad shoulders. The guy behind him was a sore thumb in the crowd. His hand was wrapped in bandages. His head was wrapped with a turban that was white as a pearl. They somehow seemed so familiar.

"Ah! I'm sorry!" the guy with purple hair apologized, "Oh! You're Chinese?" Then he turned to the guy behind him and whispered to him, "I can't speak Chinese." I winced, remembering my stupid race. I clutched onto my clothes when I felt the book underneath my ripped jacket. Then it struck me.

"Prince Soma and his butler Agni," I whispered softly.

"Huh?" Soma queried, "How did you know my name?" Damn his good hearing skills.

"Um… it was a guess. Could you tell me the way to the Phantomhive manor? I have an important thing to tell them" I asked quickly. I didn't want them to know my real reason of going to the Phantomhive manor. He looked at me for a while and then responded,

"Phantomhive? Well, what a coincidence! I'm heading there as well! You can come with us!" Prince Soma gestured me to follow and I didn't object. I got on the carriage they were riding and sat on the opposite side of them. The seat slouched down when you sat down and the carriage was elegant. The horses looked strong and well built. All of it was made of high class material. Agni seemed suspicious of me for knowing English. His eyes grew harsher as he examined me. From my pocket, I pulled out the mp3 player that I kept safely in there. As soon as Agni saw my earphones his adrenaline kicked in and he reached out and grabbed my wrist.

"Ow!" I grunted in pain.

"Agni!" Soma shouted with shock, "What are you doing?" Agni looked back in confusion.

"I'm sorry, master. I thought she was threatening you," I pulled my hand back and he looked at me.

, "By the way, what is that?" Soma questioned. I put on the earphones calmly and stared at him.

"It's an mp3 player. It plays music. They just released it in America."

I just realized my mistake as soon as I said the words. Here I am, a girl without high heeled boots but have brand new technology in my hand. Right, I stole it from the store when they weren't looking.

"Oh! That's so cool! Let me try!" Soma exclaimed. I sighed at their idiocy and handed them the earphones. I played the song "More" by Usher. It was silly but catchy. I could see the two gleefully fumbling at the piece of technology.

"This is amazing! I never knew that music can be played through this small thing!" Agni blurted. The carriage had stopped and I assumed we had arrived. There was no wind anymore and everything seemed calm.

"Well, here we are! The Phantomhive manor!" Soma introduced. By the time he looked my way, I had already left the carriage and headed for the trees. This place is huge; I can use this to my advantage. I searched around looking for a nice big tree to hide behind. The trees were so high that they blocked most of the sunlight that tried to get through. The grass patches were all uniform and neat; nothing was out of place. Pigeons that sat on the trees started chirping and flapping away when I came close to them. I sat down at the roots of the big oak and tried to relax. I always tense up when I'm with nature. At least I found the child with the mysterious butler. I felt almost relieved that I hadn't lost sight of them. The bark of the tree pricked my hands and the grass made my skin itch. I didn't like grass because there could be some disgusting bug in it. I went through my small mp3 player and started to listen to "E.T." by Katy Perry. I was just going to close my eyes to listen to the music when a shadow leaned over me.

"My, my. Looks like I found the disturbance," it spoke with a deep silky feeling. I stared hard into his eyes and my heart jumped when I was caught. His eyes were demonic and strong as it shone the color red. The song was still playing at the moment while he glanced at me.

You're so hypnotizing.

Could you be the devil?

Could you be an angel?

The shadow pulled off my earphones and whispered, "May I inquire as to why you are stalking us?" I shivered at his coldness.

"Sebastian," I said and he looked at me weird, "You're Sebastian Michaelis." Sebastian smirked and stood up again to look at me fully. "I'm homeless and I thought that if I tail you, I can see you act out the play," I said cockily.

The look on his face told me he was confused. He let out a soft sigh and came up with a satisfying answer, "Well, that's not good. Come, I'm sure the master can lend you a room for the moment. The more the merrier," he stated with a smile.

I followed him quietly to an elegant room. He left me alone and reported back to his master. The room smelled of lilac and my nose crinkled. The smell of flowers was too strong and I was reminded of nature. Earlier, Sebastian had laid out clothes for me on the bed before he left. I felt the firm fabric of the clothes and they weren't too thin to wear to sleep. I changed into the clothes and climbed into bed. The bed felt nice and smooth on my hands and it was comforting since I've never had this nice of a bed. I took the book that was hidden under all my clothes and placed it lightly under the pillow. I soon fell asleep without eating my dinner.