Hello I'm Sakura Arashi and this is my first fanfic. I hope you won't judge but hey its MY fantasy right? Anyway I hope you like it and if you do please review so I can continue... have I made a rhyme? LOL!

Authors note: If there's any spelling or grammer error I apologies.

P.s I don't own Kuroshitsuji, no matter how bad I want it haha!

Enjoy~

Chapter 1 - The Beginning

I never really given thought to how I would die, but to die to be with someone love... seem's like a good way.

I never regretted the day I agreed to leave home. I'd miss London, I'd miss my friend's, I'd miss my loving, kind and beautiful family.

My mother figured I needed separation from all of it, so she send my off to her sister in America. But the real reason my mothers sending me is because she couldn't find the perfect suitor for me to marry once I turn 18. And since aunt Angelina knows everything about romance my mother placed her trust and her daughter in her hands.

My father says its a Phantomhive tradition to marry a man or women a week after turning 18. 'What a stupid tradition' I kept thinking and the thought of both my siblings are married came to mind.

Lillian my older sister is happily married to Timothy Zane for 11 years and Aaron my older brother happily married Kate Hutson for 2 years.

I snapped out of my mind when the pilot spoke through the speakers. "Attention passengers were about to land in 5 minutes so please put your seat belts on and be ready to leave the plane" I did as he said and got ready, I looked out the window to see the beautiful Lady Liberty.

I met my aunt at the gate wearing a red A-line skirt and a white button down shirt tucked in neatly. "My cute little niece you're so beautiful its almost a sin" she pinched my cheeks until they were red as her lips.

We walked out to the parking lot with all my bags in cart and the cold, moist concert pavement under my boots. We found the blood red jeep and the driver wearing a neon green shirt, both wasn't hard to miss. I hopped in the car partly asleep and I counted the minutes of my new life.

An hour later we arrived at the house. It was a homey modern little mansion not as big as father's but big enough to have servants take care of it. Two maids and a caramel haired butler walked out, bowed and took the bags out of the back and carried them inside.

I walked in and a rush of memories came banging on the door to my brain, I haven't been here since the 'Phantomhive nightmare'. I used to spend every summer here with my siblings, but its been years and so much has changed.

When I was growing up I was terrified to come back so we all went to Phantom island instead (yes we own a private island).

The maids walked with me up the wooden stairs to my room. I looked at copy's of painting of each Phantomhive Earl, from the very first. But the Phantomhive's I really paid attention to was grandfather Ciel Phantomhive, the most successful Phantomhive ever.

I thought Lily would be the first female Earl in Phantomhive history but she's now a general in the U.K military like great grandmother Frances, then we all guessed Aaron has to take over once father retires for good.

The head maid opened the doors to my bedroom, I was expecting the little pink room it was when I left it but this was COMPLETELY different.

The pink floral patterns was replaced with gothic blue paint and black vine patterns growing from the base board, the peach carpet turned to an icy gray and all the white pine furniture are replaced with dark mahogany.

"Oh my god" I gasped and maids started to giggle, before I could ask how and who they answered. "Your aunt did all this weeks before you arrived. Its a good thing she's friends with the right people" I sighed inwardly and sat on the large bed. "Jason will bring in your luggage up and we'll unpack for you" I nodded and thanked them as they left.

Staring up to the roof of the four pole bed I thought of my new private school, Crow Claw Academy. I relaxed closed my eyes and before I knew it I was asleep.

I woke up on a dark marble floor, naked on my stomach only with a large red silk blanket covering my bottom half. On my knees, I covered the rest of my body with the silk.

I looked up to see a man draped in black right in front of me, glaring at me with glowing fuchsia cat-like eyes. I felt frozen stiff as he bent down and caressed my cheek with a warm hand. I shuddered when I noticed he leaned in closer until I felt his breath against my lips.

He slowly stood on his knees making me face his strong pale white chest. An unusual looking dagger appeared in his hand and fear strikes me instantly. But instead of digging it in my chest he drag the dagger lightly across his own, coloring the paleness with deep crimson. His hand gently grabbed the back of my head and nudged me forward until I my lips lightly kissed the shallow wound.

I lick my lips waiting for the metallic taste to kick in but it never did. Instead a sickly sweet taste replaced it and the most disgusting thing was, I absolutely loved it.

I started to lap up the trickling drops like a happy kitten. I fell of the brig of insanity when I saw there was no blood left and started to suck it straight from the scar until I had enough. I looked up at the man to see him grinning revealing sharp fangs.

Bending down he kissed my neck light and I gasped at his action. I slightly whimpered when his teeth punctured deep holes on my neck. We both moaned as he sucked the pure blood that runs through my veins.

I whined in disappointment as his lips left my neck, he chuckled at the noise that escaped my throat and licked his lips. He looked straight in my eyes "who are you?" I whispered with pleading eyes, wanting to know so badly. "We will soon meet again my love" what did he just say?

Before I could say something I started to feel dizzy and collapsed with my head on his lap. I could feel his hand stroking my hair and I heard the words he whispered before everything went black.

"You will be mine"

I jolted out of bed with my body trembling and beads of sweat on my forehead. Looked at the digital clock that read 1:08. I growled at the clock and flopped back down on to the bed. "What the hell was that?" I whispered to myself while I ran my fingers through my purple burgundy hair and went straight back to sleep. Thought my mind was still wrapped up on my dream.