Author's Note; Welcome everyone! I've been watching Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler) lately and I had a weird dream about Sebastian and Claude so I got to thinking and I decided to write a fanfic about Kuroshitsuji. My last one was about Hellsing, if you wanna check it out it's 'Alucard's Only'. So, read, review and enjoy.

Summary; Takes place in the summer several years after the last episode. Ciel and Sebastian have been wandering the European country side for awhile until Ciel decided he wanted to return to England. Most of the Phantomhive relatives had moved to France and those who knew of Ciel and Sebastian have long since pasted.

The Raven and the Rose

Ciel

He flinched slightly as a sudden flood of light fell on his face. He had been sleeping, dreaming of Alois Trancy again. It had been only a few weeks since Sebastian and Ciel had returned to the old Phantomhive mansion. It had been abandoned after they had originally left and had been covered in cobwebs and dust rabbits.

"It is time to wake up, young master."

Sebastian's voice rang softly through the now bright room. Ciel shut out Sebastian as he sat up, rubbing his eyes. Until, that is, Sebastian said, "The Marquis of Marseilles sent a letter, my lord. He said he, and his granddaughter Miss Holly Desmarais, are due to arrive at the mansion in several days. He spoke of how it has been a long time since the Desmarais' have done business with the Phantomhives.

Ciel sighed softly. "Prepare the mansion for guests; Clean the guest and bathroom" As he spoke, Sebastian had dressed him, and he now was slipping on his shoes.

"Yes, young master,"

Several days later…

Lord Phantomhive," The Marquis of Marseilles announced proudly. "May I introduce my granddaughter, Holly Desmarais."

Ciel's nodded a greeting as a woman exited from the carriage. She appeared to be in her early 20's and had brunette curls that fell in tight ringlets to her shoulders and framed her heart shaped face. Large green eyes stared back from behind long, fan-like lashes, delicate eyebrows arching above said eyes. A faint flush covered her cheekbones, most likely due to the heat of summer. She stood slightly above, approximately five foot six and had the slightest of curves and had the beauties of the French.

She wore a tight, strapless bodice around her torso, deep purple in color, with a skirt of several layers flowing behind her as she stepped down, all in the style of southern France.

Ciel resisted from staring too long at his distant cousin. It may have been years since he's been around any family, and any woman for that matter, but she was still family.

"It is an honor to meet you Miss Desmarais," Ciel reached out with a gloved hand, nodding politely as he helped her out of the carriage.

Ciel himself had grown a bit since he had been human. However, the transformation from human to demon had been a complicated one. Sebastian had to help him learn how to act and eat and control his emotions and strength. Through rumors, Ciel had heard that most of his relatives had moved from England to France, adapting more to the relaxed life.

Holly smiled. "Please, my lord, call me Holly."

Ciel cracked a faint smile. "Holly."

Holly

Ciel was rather short. She would have thought he'd been taller. Her grandfather and Ciel chatted away as they walked through the garden. It was lovely, this summer evening. The garden was filled with perfectly trimmed white roses.

"My butler does most of the cleaning and decorating." Ciel interjected her thoughts.

"You don't have any other servants?"

Ciel shook his head.

"Where is this miracle butler?" She looked around the garden, searching because she knew butler's rarely wandered too far from their wards.

"That would be me," answered a soft yet darkly enticing voice.

Holly turned, gasping in slight surprise at the gorgeous specimen of a man before her.

He stood well above her, narrow in build but she could spot lean muscles underneath the black butler's tail coat that covered his shoulders. He held his head high yet not as high as a noble would. Black hair fell to his shoulders in straight length, framing his pale, narrow face. Hypnotic crimson eyes shone out from behind a strand or two of black hair, teasing her with just a look. His thin lips were curled up in a sardonic smile.

He wore a general butler's uniform, a small silver pin the only accessory on the jackets collar. His black shoes were polished til they shined; reflecting faint images back at Holly. He wore on his hands plain, white gloves.

"I am Sebastian." Almost mockingly, he bowed to her. "A pleasure to finally meet you… Holly."

The way her name echoed on his lips sent the most decadent shivers through her, heat gathering to burn oh so lovely between her legs, which shocked her because she had never met a man who could do something so profound with just his voice.

Politely, though it took her a minute, she returned his bow with a graceful curtsy. "A pleasure," her voice shook slightly and she spotted a very faint smile curl on his lips.

Sebastian turned and looked at Ciel.

"It is getting late, my lord. Shall we retire to the dining room for dinner?"

Ciel nodded. "Yes."

With that, they all headed into the large mansion.