AN: For those of you who don't speak french the title means my little cabbage (I know funny). In France its used as a term of endearment. Also please comment, I love to get feedback. Also this takes some time to get into the plot so just be patient. Thanks for reading. :)

Prologue

Sebastian Pov:

It all started that night when I heard the girl screaming for help. I hadn't heard anyone calling for need of a daemon's help in so long; I thought people had forgotten about us and the underworld. When I came to the site of the screams, I hid in the shadows wondering if I should make try to make a new contract. I found not a small child like I was used too, but a sixteen year old girl. I could tell she had been struggling there for awhile and decided to intervene. I made her aware of my presence by walking out from behind the shadows. As I stepped out, I saw she was in a dark room with very little light coming from one window. She looked up and said, "Who are you?". I could see she had dark brown eyes, even though they were full of tears. I was not sure how to answer since she obviously could only see the outline of my figure. I answered as truthfully as I could without totally revealing who I really was. "I am a daemon. Here to help you out of your pain."

Amélie Pov:

I woke up with sweat on my forehead from another nightmare. I was used to them since I had been having nightmares since I was very little. When I completely opened my eyes I was surprised to see the same man from my dream standing at the foot of my bed. He stated with a tone of happiness, "Good morning Mistress Amélie." I did not know what to do, whether to be shocked or to faint. So from the shock I fainted.

I woke up yet again, but this time the man was holding my head so it would not fall off the edge of the bed. I said to him "Who are you? You can't be the dark figure from my dream." He simply laughed and responded with a sly smile "Of course I am, don't you remember what you did?"

I thought back to what had happened in my dream and looked down at the back of my right wrist - it had the same mark that I had seen in my dream. It was also on the front of the man's left hand. The mark was even more complex than I had remembered it to be, there was a five pointed star in the middle of a circle and another circle around the outside with lines going in towards the star all in a deep purplish black color.

I looked up and said, "Is it true, did I make a contract with you?"

He responded, "Yes you did. My name is Sebastian Michaelis. I am your daemon and you are my new mistress."

"So just to be clear..." I said, " I was crying out for help and you heard me and came to see if you could help by striking up a contract with me. Right?"

"Yes, you have everything correct so far."

" You asked for my conditions and I said that you were to find a purpose for my life and that I have to fulfill it."

"Yes that is also correct."

"Then once I have done this you will eat my soul."

"Yes..." Sebastian said, "You were a very interesting case because I found you in your dream state and not your living state. Normally I don't meet people there because I don't hear them calling, but I heard you. So, I watched you for awhile deciding what I should do since I had never met someone in there before. However, I decided that I would try my normal approach and that seemed to work."

"So what is this mark?" I questioned.

In reply he stated it plainly like he had done it a thousand times before "It is a symbol of our contract. It helps me to find you if we are separated. The more visible the contract, the stronger the bond between daemon and his master, well mistress in this case."

" What should I do to cover it? Because everyone will asking what it is. "

"There is no getting rid of it completely, but you could cover it with a watch or some bracelets. Although people might find it strange that you are wearing them on your right hand since you are right handed I assume."

"Actually, I will be fine since I have always worn my watch on my right hand since I was a little girl. And yes I am right handed."

"Ok now that is settled what would you like me to do, Mistress?"

Sebastian POV:

That day was quite different than any other first day I had with my other masters. She didn't really know where to start in her search for life fulfillment and obviously had contacted me on accident. But, somehow I felt as though she did it on purpose... like she needed saving from something. She had nothing for me to do; like getting her tea or making her food. I ended up spending the whole day acting as her tutor, helping with her homework she had to do. But I was mostly just someone for Amélie to talk to. She seemed very lonely and lost but kind.

Amélie told me that I could make her family's guest room mine, unless they had a person who needed to spend the night. I could then just stay in her room. I told her that daemons do not sleep but she did not care and told me, "I feel that since you probably will be here or at my side for awhile, you deserve a place to call your own. Even if you don't use the bed, you still should have somewhere you can be by yourself."

I found this very odd because only one other person had given me a separate space like this and for the same reason. Ciel Phantomhive. Amélie reminded me of him because of the consideration she had already shown me, just like Ciel had. She had just the same look in her eye that Ciel had when I first met him, lost but still determined to go on and fight for what their wish was, well still was for Amélie.

We made the final seal of our contract with a rose. It was also unlike anything I had seen before. Normally the rose is one solid color, but hers was a deep scarlet and along the edge of each petal was black dripping down into the red. It seemed very odd to me that someone this kind would have black on her rose. The color a rose turns depends on that person's personality and actions in life. Black symbolizes lying and deceiving people. Red is the complete opposite and means trusting and caring. Daemons' roses are always black in this seal because these characteristics are what truly define us. Obviously I did not know everything about this girl.

Amélie POV:

I woke to find myself not in my room looking at my familiar white closet doors but on the ground in a forest clearing. I saw Sebastian leaning on a big oak tree watching me very closely. I knew exactly where we were; the forest behind my house on Cheery Street, England. As I started to sit up Sebastian said," I see you have finally woken. I am glad I did not wake you up when I moved you from your bed." I looked up through the leafless tree branches to see if the sun was up yet. Thankfully to my surprise it was still very dark.

Shivering from the cold fall wind I said," Why on earth are we out here?"

"Because Mistress, I thought it would be better for you health to sleep in the wilderness," Sebastian said jokingly.

Staring at him with a look of disgust I said, "Why are we really out here?"

"That is kind of a long story but I guess since its only two a.m. and you don't have to be at school till seven thirty we have the time."

He took a deep breath and let it out as he begun to tell his what had happened earlier that night.

Sebastian POV:

"A man opened your window and came in your room. Luckily I was there watching you just to make sure you were sleeping ok since you kept falling out of bed. As soon as he saw me he jumped back out the window. I picked you up and went on the roof to get a better vantage point to see him. I could not have left you there alone. I spotted him running into the forest and I ran after him completely forgetting I had a hold of you. But as soon as I was in the forest he was gone. I ventured in farther but still could not find him; he had just vanished. I decided it would be better to just let you sleep so I found this clearing and waited for you to wake up."

"Why on earth would there be some man in my room who I don't even know?" Amélie said.

"I think he could have been after me, you, or both of us."

"That is quite a scary thought. I wonder how long he has been doing this?"

"I think for a while, since he seemed used to the lock on your window and had it open before I even realized that he was there. But whoever he was I have a feeling he is connected to your nightmares. He could have also been a grim reaper."

"A what!" she exclaimed. "Why on earth would a grim reaper be in my bedroom?"

"To come after me or to end your life. One of them is quite fond of me. I believe his name is Grell Sutcliff. This man looked very similar to him. I think he is the one who was here tonight."

"Merde. My parent are going to be so worried that I am not there when they get up."

"That is taken care of I gave them a note and trust me they will not be worried at all," answering her question. "Parlez vous français?"

"Oui, seulement un peu. I have only been studying it in school two years."

" Well I guess that might come in handy eventually if we ever find ourselves in France. Well its getting light we better get you on your way to school."

"How do you expect to do that? It's thirty minutes by car."

"We run."

Amélie POV:

School seemed so weird that day. Sebastian had dropped me off in the alleyway so no one would see me with him and get suspicious. I went in to the classroom and a few minutes later the lesson started. I hadn't really been paying attention to what Mrs. Bard had been teaching, but more to a tugging I felt on my right wrist. It kept hurting more and more until all of sudden it was gone. I looked out the window and saw Sebastian sitting at one of the tables in the café across the street. I realized that the tugging feeling had happened because Sebastian had gone so far away from me. I had not realized until then that the tugging feeling was always there just not so strong as when he got far away. The bell rang and woke me from daze.

I ran across the street to the café to go talk to Sebastian and to get a coffee. Luckily, we were allowed to leave campus for lunch as long as we were back in time for afternoon classes. I sat down next to him and said, "Don't ever leave me again!" People started staring at me because I had said it so loud. Sebastian replied, "I had some chores I needed to do." He took a pause then whispered in my ear, "We can talk about this when we get back to your house."

We got up, not caring that I had not gotten my coffee yet, and left. We walked for about three blocks until we reached the entrance to the forest that was behind my house, and walked in. Sebastian swooped me up into his arms and ran. I had fallen asleep last time so I was not prepared for the rush of cold air against my face as he began to pick up speed. Before I knew it we were back at my house, in the back-yard. I unlocked the door and let us both in. I sat down on the couch by the door and said, "What were you doing?"

Sebastian answered, "I was looking into the attack that had happened last night and to see if there were any other strange activities that had gone on last night." He looked tense, pushing his glasses constantly up on his nose. I knew this must be a dire matter because if he was worried than I had to be even more so. He continued, "I found out that two people were murdered with marks from the same weapon the person who tried to attack you was using." I was so shocked that I jumped up out of the couch and fell on the floor. Sebastian said jokingly, "You really should learn to express your surprise in a less violent manor."

I heard a car pulling up into my driveway and Sebastian ran up to my room. As soon as my mom entered the door, Sebastian was in my room well hidden. She was wearing a grey skirt suit, her favorite; I knew she was about to tell me something bad because that was the only time she would ever wear it. She looked at me and said, "Well I might as well just tell you. We are sending you to boarding school because we feel you will benefit from the extra attention you will get." This was too much for one day so I ran up to my room and slammed the door.

Sebastian came out of his usual hiding place in my closet, and came over to the bed where I fallen onto in my fit of rage. He looked down and stroked my bangs out of my face. He pulled my face up and said, "You are not going to boarding school. I am taking you to find out what happened with these murders." I was so relieved. I realized that boarding school was a perfect cover up; money could be sent to Sebastian for the trip and he could send fake grades back.

The moon was out, and casting creepy shadows in the backyard like it always did. Sebastian was downstairs making me tea and scones, now that my parents had gone to bed. I opened the book that we were supposed to read for school and flipped through it seeing if it was any good. I realized for once my life was actually more interesting than a fantasy book. I heard the hinges on my door creek and in came Sebastian with a full teapot and a plate of scones. He poured some for the both of us and handed me that plate with the scones. The first time he made me tea I had asked him, " Why do you drink tea and not eat the scones?" He told me, "I worked as a butler a while back in England and I have gotten use to its taste. Daemons are not particularly fond of human food." He stared at me as I took a sip of tea waiting for my approval. I nodded which put a smile on his face. He took the tray away once I was done and I fell asleep instantly.

Sebastian POV:

She was asleep when I came back up to say good night. Amélie looked so content as she hugged the blankets that were around her. I could tell she was not having a nightmare and that for once in what had probably been a very long while, she was going to sleep well. I begun packing her stuff to take on the trip. I knew exactly what to take because it had been a week since our contract had been signed and we each knew what each other needed. It was not usually like that, normally it took about a month for my masters to get used to having someone around, but she had already felt a tug when I was far away. I felt it too; it was so strange to be already be so attached to someone when only a week had passed since the signing of our contract. I looked at the end table by her bed and saw the black rose in a vase full of water. Hers was in my coat pocket wrapped in a handkerchief. The sun had come up and it was time for me to go pick up the car that was to take her to the airport.

Amélie POV:

I heard the sound of my alarm go off, not used to it since Sebastian had been the one to wake me up usually. I sluggishly got out of bed and threw on the clothes he had laid out for me. Not the sweat pants and t-shirt I had told him to get, but a nice dress with my best gold jewelry I had just gotten for my sixteenth birthday. He had set out hairpins as well, I assumed he wanted to attempt me to do something with my hair even though he knew I was horrible at doing it myself. I went downstairs finding my parents with cups of steaming coffee. They hugged me and said good bye; I could hear the car pulling towards the front of the house and went outside to see Sebastian in the driver's seat. I giggled a little as I got in the car, and my dad gave me a strange look. He would never understand why because I would never see him or my mom again.