A young girl around the age of nineteen stood before a giant house, a place known to the public as Phantomhive Manor. She grinned up at the place and readjusted her bag as she silently walked towards the huge house. As she made her way towards the stairs that led to the front door, she couldn't help but glance around the garden as memories flooded her mind of a happier time. It felt so nice to be back, especially after all the hardships that had happened the past two years.

The girl stepped up to the door and rang the doorbell twice followed by knocking on the door three times using her knuckles. A few seconds later the door opened and a man dressed in a sleek black suit stood before her. He studied her for a moment and the girl instantly knew he was the butler.

The butler's hair was a rich black, about the same color as his suit, and his eyes were a light brownish red. Under his nicely fitted tailored suit he had on a white button up shirt and a black tie. Just glancing at him the girl noticed a bit of a silver chain hanging out of one of his pockets, making her wonder if it was some sort of pocket watch. He had one white gloved hand down by his side while the other held open the door. "Yes?" he asked her finally.

"I am here to see Ciel Phantomhive," she immediately responded. The butler's eyes studied her once more and the girl instantly regretted wearing trousers and a tunic. She must've looked like some sort of street rat, even though the main reason she wore the clothing was because she could care less about dresses and trying to impress others. "Please allow me to see him, sir. Tell him my name is Aurora, he should hopefully understand."

The strange butler watched her for a few more seconds before giving a smile. "Please come in, madam. If you don't mind waiting, I will go and fetch my master." He moved back a tad bit and allowed just enough room for Aurora to squeeze through. Once she was inside she thanked the butler and watched him as he shut the door and then walked up the steps to the second floor.

Aurora's eyes traveled all around the room before lingering on the giant picture of the two dead Phantomhives. She slowly walked up the steps, her eyes never leaving the huge painting, and pressed a hand to it. Without making a noise, she looked up into the faces of the two Phantomhives with a small frown.

"I've missed so much these past few years," she murmured to herself.

Footsteps sounded from Aurora's left and the young girl turned her head slightly to see a small boy around the age of twelve walk down the stairs with the aid of a walking stick. The butler walked right behind him and stopped beside his master when Ciel froze before the girl. Aurora dropped her hand from the picture and turned her body so she was facing Ciel straight on. She gave a smile that never quite reached all the way to her eyes when she noticed his eye patch.

Ciel looked up at Aurora with a widened eye. "Is it really you?"

Aurora slowly walked up to the young boy and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. He stiffened under her when she then placed her chin on top of his head. "My how tall you've grown, Ciel. Father and Mother would be so pleased."

"My lord, if I may ask, who is this young lady?" his butler inquired.

The newcomer looked up into the dark butler's eyes and chuckled. "My name is Aurora Phantomhive, sir, and Ciel is my younger brother."

"You two are family? I wasn't aware that the young master had any siblings."

"Because I was told she was dead," Ciel murmured to his butler. His hands clenched his cane tightly for he was afraid that if he hadn't had anything to hold his hands would tremble and make him look weak.

"I was told the exact same, little brother. If I would've known the truth though, I would've been here years ago when I was truly needed."

"You thought I was dead?" he asked her slightly surprised. He pulled out of Aurora's grip and looked up into her eyes. His remaining eye was the same shade of blue as Aurora's while her long hair was the exact same shade of his hair. It wasn't too hard to tell that they were related. "How? I am Ciel Phantomhive, the new lord of this household. I run the family companies. I do what the Queen bids. How could you think I was dead?"

"Does it matter?" she quietly asked him. She lifted up his chin slightly and kissed him on the forehead. Ciel stiffened once more. "You're alive. That's all I care about."

"Aurora, what happened to you?" Ciel asked. He hesitantly lifted up his arm and touched a light scar that started at her jawline and went down her chin and stopped somewhere under her tunic.

"I could ask the same," Aurora quietly said. Her small smile then came back onto her face as she added, "I'll tell you my story if you tell me yours."

Ciel looked away. "You may not be aware, Aurora, but both of our parents are dead. They were killed in a fire."

Aurora chuckled. "I already knew that, little brother."

Ciel glanced back at her. "Then why did you ask?"

Aurora gently tapped one of her temples and stood up straight. "Now correct me if I'm wrong, but I could've sworn that last time we saw one another you had full use of both of your eyes. I'm very curious as to what occurred while I was gone, and I'd be very grateful if you told me. Then I'll tell you what happened to me while I was away."

"I cannot," Ciel told her. "It is a private matter."

"Ah. Private. I see. Well, that's quite alright then. Just tell me when you're ready." Aurora's eyes then looked back at the silent butler who was still standing beside Ciel. "And who exactly is this, little brother?"

Ciel kept his eyes downcast as he gestured to his butler. "Aurora, this is Sebastian Michealis. He is my personal butler, though now that you are here he will become your butler as well."

"Ciel, you don't have to," Aurora murmured, eyeing Sebastian. The mysterious butler smiled down at her, causing a small frown to appear on her face.

"No matter how you dress or what you look like you are still a Phantomhive and will be treated as such," Ciel told her. "Sebastian, I order you to serve my sister the same way you serve me. Treat her like what she is. A Phantomhive mistress."

Sebastian looked back over at Ciel and placed a hand over his heart. "As you wish, my lord," he said with a small bow.

"Good, then show my sister to the room beside my own. The locked one," Ciel told him before walking back up the steps and disappearing from sight.

"Yes, my lord," Sebastian bowed again. Sebastian then turned to Aurora with a smile on his face. "If you would follow me, mistress, I will show you to your room."

Aurora nodded and followed the taller man up the steps and down the many halls of Phantomhive Manor, even though she had a slight guess as to where Ciel told him to take her.

"How long have you been working for my brother, Sebastian?" Aurora suddenly asked. The atmosphere was becoming too quiet for her liking, plus she was curious. This strange butler gave off a weird, and yet familiar, aura that seemed a tad bit suspicious to Aurora. Besides, she needed to know a little bit of the man who was taking care of Ciel. Was he actually trustworthy?

"Around two years," he answered. "Soon to be three."

"You've been his butler since…the incident?" Aurora quietly asked.

The two stopped in front of a wooden door and Aurora silently eyed it before glancing at the butler. Sebastian smiled to himself as he pulled out a key and placed it into the key slot on the door. He then placed a hand on the doorknob and turned it slightly. "You could say that," he told her, chuckling to himself as he opened the door for the oldest Phantomhive.

Aurora stared at him for a few seconds before squeezing by him and entering what used to be her old room. Her blue eyes gazed around the room silently. "Looks almost exactly like the original." Aurora tucked some of her hair behind her ear and crossed the room to the window. She glanced outside at all the trees and raised a slender eyebrow at a strange blonde boy running towards the direction of the house. "Sebastian, who is that?" she asked the butler.

Sebastian walked up behind her and glanced over the Phantomhive's shoulder. "That there is Finnian, also referred to as Finny, the gardener of the Phantomhive Manor."

"How many other servants are there?"

"Including myself and Finny there are four total."

"What might their names be?"

"Mey-Rin is our house maid and Bardroy is the chef, though I wouldn't consider him much of a chef," Sebastian mumbled the ending to himself.

Aurora laughed and turned to him. She gave a small smile. "I would very much like to meet them all."

"Maybe sometime after supper then," Sebastian told her, checking his silver pocket watch. "Speaking of which, I must go and start preparing it now or it will never be done in time. If you will please excuse me, madam." Sebastian snapped the watch shut and gave a low bow before swiftly leaving the room.

Aurora sighed once the butler was out of the room and rubbed her nose as a strange odor invaded her nostrils. She had first smelled the scent when she met Sebastian, but it only grew worse when the two had been alone together. She quickly shook off the weird smell though and placed her bag on the ground near the bed. With a small frown the young female Phantomhive lay back on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. Her fingers instantly clenched at the bed sheets tightly and her eyes closed on their own as more memories flooded her mind. The two memories that hurt the most though to think about were one of her parents and another of a young boy around the age of nine with a bright smiling face.

Ciel….

Aurora's scowl deepened and she opened her eyes. What exactly happened to her brother? Her life was hell too the past couple years, but was his worse than hers? Doubtful, but neither would know who had the better life until both Phantomhives were willing to open up to one another. Considering both were as stubborn as ever though who knew when that moment would be.

The Phantomhive sat back up, still clenching the sheets, and stared at her own gloved hands. Slowly and silently she released her hands from the sheets and pulled off one of her gloves, allowing it to fall down on the bed beside her. Her eyes locked with her nails and immediately her scowl hardened even more at the nail's color.

What a despicable color black was!

Aurora kept staring down at her nails for what felt like ages. Her eyes never left the five nails until a knock came from the open door. "Come in," Aurora murmured, glancing up to meet the reddish brown eyes of the Phantomhive butler. She kept her eyes locked on him as she automatically pulled her glove back on.

Sebastian smiled at her and bowed. "Supper is ready now, my lady."

Aurora nodded and stood up from the bed. Sebastian stepped back to let her pass before leading the way to where the food was to be served. Once in the dining room, Aurora met the one blue eye of her brother as Sebastian slid out a chair for her to take a seat in. She gave him a small smile and sat down, only to be pushed in from behind by him. The two Phantomhive siblings stared at one another as Sebastian left and came back pushing a small cart with two plates on it full of food and some tea. After all the food was served Aurora broke the eye contact first and glanced down at the food. Her eyes widened slightly when she remembered what food tasted like to her now and she tried not to gag.

Ciel took a sip of his tea and carefully watched his sister hesitantly pick up her fork and poke at her food. One of his eyebrows slowly rose up his forehead as Aurora just poked at her food as if it was going to hurt her. Behind him he heard Sebastian chuckle but the male Phantomhive was too busy staring at his sister to ask what was so funny. Aurora looked up and met his eye before quickly looking back down at her food and throwing her fork back down on the table. Ciel's eyebrow only rose higher in confusion.

The young male Phantomhive coughed lightly, getting his sister's attention once again, and picked up his own silverware. "Aren't you hungry?" he asked, cutting into his meat slowly.

"Not really," Aurora mumbled with a small frown. For show though she slowly re-picked up her fork and stabbed at some of her salad. With a forced smile on her face, she lifted the fork and food to her mouth and swallowed the lettuce. When her brother wasn't looking, Aurora grimaced and tried not to throw up.

Ciel curiously observed his sister with his one eye again as she stabbed at another piece of lettuce and lifted it up to her face. Aurora glanced up and met his eye, identical in color to hers, and widened her fake smile. The male Phantomhive watched as she brought the fork back to her mouth and took another forced bite. Aurora forced herself not to gag as she quickly averted her eyes and stared around the room.

As soon she finally swallowed the dreadful food, she suddenly asked, "What's it like running Funtom Company, little brother?"

"What would you like to know exactly?" he asked, taking a bite of his own food. He dabbed at his face with his napkin as Sebastian came forward and refilled his teacup.

"Well, is it interesting? It must be pretty fun to only be twelve years old and the owner of the company," she said. Not to mention the pressure of being a kid whose parents were killed and having a sister who was thought to be dead, she thought bitterly to herself.

Ciel smirked and laced his fingers together. He placed his elbows on the table and leaned his chin on top of his two hands. "It is indeed interesting and quite fun. You wouldn't believe how many people look down upon me because I'm only a child. To them it's as if I treat all of this like a game."

"Do you?" his sister curiously asked, pushing her food away from her. "Treat everything like a game, that is."

"What do you think, Aurora?"

Aurora smiled to herself. "I see. I always remember playing chess with you when we were little. You were a horrible loser and told me that you were going to practice every day until you could beat me and everyone else. I'm going to go and take a guess that you got much better at playing and now beat everyone at the game."

"I did indeed become much better at chess. Maybe the two of us could play a game soon," he told her, taking a sip of his tea.

"That's sounds fun, though you'll still lose, little brother."

Ciel chuckled at her. "We'll see."

Aurora grinned.


"I believe that's checkmate, little brother."

Ciel stared in disbelief as his older sister gently knocked over his black king with her white queen. He looked up into her blue eyes as she gave him a smug smile in return. Quickly he forced any expression showing on his face behind the mask he tended to wear around others and huffed in annoyance. Aurora chuckled in reply.

"Still a sore loser I see."

Ciel frowned at her. "I haven't lost in ages."

"Ah, so you're just upset that you still can't beat your remarkable older sister," she said.

Ciel's frown hardened and he crossed his arms over his chest childishly. "Am not."

"Are too, little brother," she grinned at him. "Don't deny the truth."

The two stared the other down for a few minutes in silence until a knock came from the door. Both Phantomhives turned their heads in unison and called, "Come in." The two siblings then glanced at one another in puzzlement as Sebastian strolled in followed by three others, one of them being the boy Finny whom Aurora had seen outside of her bedroom window.

"My mistress, I would like to introduce to you the other three servants of the Phantomhive household," Sebastian said, gesturing to the three as he spoke.

Aurora smiled and stood up to her feet. She stepped towards the three servants and smiled warmly. "Hello, you three. My name is Aurora Phantomhive, the elder sister of Ciel. It is nice to meet you all."

Ciel stood up as well, leaning on his walking stick. "Aurora will be staying here for a while so please treat her with utmost respect. She is a lady after all."

The young boy servant, Finny, eagerly stepped up and grinned at Aurora. "My name's Finnian, but you can call me Finny. I'm the gardener." He seemed young to Aurora but was quite tall, maybe just childish? He had straw colored hair with two red clips on one side and three on the other keeping his bangs out of the way of his bright bluish green eyes. He wore a white shirt with red lining that just reached past his elbows, white gardener gloves, yellow trousers with red stripes going vertical and horizontally across, black boots, and a straw hat hanging from his neck. Around his waist was a brown belt that held what looked like a pair of scissors. Somehow he reminded the female Phantomhive of Ciel when he was growing up, except for the hair and the clothes of course. Finny just held an aura of excitement and a willingness to live life to the fullest, something that Ciel held once upon ago.

The next who stepped up was the only girl of the three. She had dark red hair, almost giving it a purplish color, and huge spectacles on the tip of her nose, hiding her eyes from sight. Her clothes consisted of a blue and white maid's outfit and a white maid crown perched on top of her head. She smiled at Aurora and gave a small curtsy. "What a pleasure it is to meet you, my lady. My name is Mey-Rin." She lost her balance for a moment and almost toppled over but quickly caught herself at the last moment. Sebastian had to stop himself from rolling his eyes at the maid as she flushed a light red color and moved back with the others.

The third and final servant stepped forward and crossed his arms over his chest. He had golden hair, about the same color as Finny's, and light blue eyes, a shade lighter than the gardener's. He carefully studied her for a moment while she did the exact same back to him. Finally he said, "My name's Baldroy, though everyone here tends to call me Bard. I'm the chef here." Between his teeth sat a cigarette that somehow stayed in place when he talked. He wore a white button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows and a pair of goggles hanging around his neck. His pants were the same exact color as his shirt and over top was a long apron.

Aurora nodded at each servant. "It is an honor to meet the three of you. Now, if you will all excuse me, I wish to take a bath." The Phantomhive turned to her sibling and gave a small nod. "Brother," she said before departing from the room. Ciel nodded back just as the door to his study closed behind her.


Aurora sighed and sunk low into the warm bath water. She stared up at the ceiling and casually ran a hand through her thick hair before throwing her whole head back into the water. She stayed down under for a few moments and didn't come back up until she needed to breathe in oxygen for her lungs. After she came back up, her eyes immediately glanced down at her hands and she scoffed at the sight of her black nails. Monster hands. Her hands. Aurora frowned and immediately shoved them back into the water just as a knocking came from the direction of the door.

"Yes?" she asked tiredly.

"It's Mey-Rin, my lady. Mister Sebastian told me to bring you some towels, he did," she called to Aurora through the closed door.

"The door's unlocked," Aurora called back, covering her chest by crossing her arms.

The door opened and Mey-Rin walked in with a couple of towels. "Do you need any assistance, my lady?"

Aurora shook her wet head. "No thank you, Mey-Rin. I can handle by myself. Just place the towels by my clothes over there on the toilet please."

Mey-Rin walked by Aurora and to the toilet like she had instructed. She was just about to place the towels down when she eyed Aurora's clothes and froze. "Are these your clothes, my lady?"

Aurora glanced over at the red headed maid. "Why? What's wrong with my clothes? I know that most women don't wear trousers and tunics but I was never one to follow the rules." When Mey-Rin didn't respond, Aurora tried to crane her head so she could see past the maid and look at her clothes. "Mey-Rin?"

"These are your clothes?" Mey-Rin asked again, just to be sure.

"Yessssss," Aurora explained, slowly dragging out the one word in hopes that the glasses wearing maid would understand her. "Your point?" She didn't mean to sound rude but she had had a long, tiring day and just wanted some peace and quiet before she retired for the night.

"They're covered in blood, they are."

Aurora quickly glanced at her black nails before returning her attention to Mey-Rin's backside. "I think you're mistaken, Mey-Rin."

"I'm quite positive that this is blood though…," she mumbled, turning to face the Phantomhive.

Aurora didn't say anything, causing Mey-Rin to gasp in shock. The maid's eyebrows rose up her face, and possibly her eyes widened but Aurora wasn't quite sure because of the glasses. "If you'd be so kind as to leave, Mey-Rin, I would be quite thankful. I'd like to get out of the tub now but I need some privacy." Aurora looked down into the water as she made a shooing motion with one of her hands, indicating for Mey-Rin to leave. The redheaded maid quickly curtsied to her and placed the towels down next to Aurora's clothes before heading towards the door. She opened the door and was just about to step out when Aurora stopped her by quietly saying, "Please don't say anything to Ciel. I'll explain everything to him later, I promise you that." Mey-Rin nodded her head and gave a small smile to the female Phantomhive before darting out of the room, with the door quietly shutting behind her.

Aurora sighed once the clumsy maid was out of the room and moved her arms away from her chest, tightly clenching her fists as she did so and digging her black nails into the skin. She waited in the water for a few extra seconds before finally rising to her feet slowly. A wave of dizziness instantly hit her once Aurora was standing all the way up and she was forced to place a hand on the wall beside her to steady herself so she wouldn't fall over. The young Phantomhive took a few deep breaths, hoping that the dizziness would go away like it usually did and allow her to think clearly once again.

"Stupid dizziness," she mumbled under her breath, grabbing at her head with her free hand. "Why can't you just leave and never return? Why?" The dizziness always tended to happen to her whenever she was hungry, but it always seemed worse when she tried to deny the feeling.

She stayed leaning against the wall for a couple minutes until the dizziness finally began to subside and she could see and think clearly once more. Aurora quickly shook her head and stepped out of the tub. She grabbed one of the towels that Mey-Rin had brought in and wrapped it around her body and then used the other to try and dry her hair. She moved towards the counter and kept drying out her hair for at least another minute or two. When she finally pulled it away from her head, she squinted at the mirror. As she stared, the Phantomhive gasped and hastily took a step back when her eyes flashed a bright pink color and her pupils became cat-like. She dropped the one towel and took another step back, pressing the palms of her hands against her eyes as she did so and mumbling under her breath to herself.

"I'm not a monster. I'm not a monster. I'm not a monster."

As she mumbled, the towel around her waist dropped to the floor and Aurora pulled her hands away from her face, though her eyes stayed squeezed shut. Slowly she felt around for her clothes and fumbled with them as she began to pull them onto her body.

Still she kept mumbling to herself.

"I'm not a monster. I'm not a monster. I'm not a monster!"

Knocking once again came from the direction of the door causing Aurora's eyes to snap open and for her to jump in fright. Once the Phantomhive realized what had been the source of the noise, she quickly glanced back at the mirror and noticed her eyes had returned to their normal blue color. Her mumbling ceased and one of her fists clenched at the material of her shirt that was over her heart while the other flexed nervously down by her side. Her eyes swiftly turned to the door.

"Yes? Who is it?"

"It's Sebastian, my lady. I was possibly wondering if I may have the pleasure of having a small chat with you before you decide to retire for the night."

"What? Oh. W-well, just come right in, Sebastian. The door's unlocked and I'm decent," she told him. Her blue eyes turned back to the mirror just as the door opened and the Phantomhive butler stepped into the room. Using the mirror the two were able to briefly make eye contact, which was then broken by Aurora when she went to grab her hair brush. As she began to pull the brush though her hair she released her shirt.

Sebastian walked right up behind her. "Please allow me, my lady," he told her, lightly prying the brush from Aurora's fingers. He then grew silent as he started to pull the brush through her hair.

"Thank you," she murmured. She still wasn't used to having someone having to do everything for her when she was quite capable of doing it herself. It felt weird and made her feel useless, but she kept quiet about it since it was her brother who had told Sebastian to treat her as a Phantomhive mistress.

Aurora kept her eyes downcast as she allowed Sebastian to run the brush through her slightly damp hair. She stared at her hands, which were clenched in her lap, and took a deep breath, ready to ask Sebastian the reason for why he needed to talk with her. Her eyes widened and shot up to the mirror so she could stare at him. Silently she began to sniff the air. She wasn't sure what it was, but the air held a strange smell. Something dark and demonic. It smelled like the scent that she had been smelling earlier in her room, but stronger. Closer. Aurora took a bigger whiff of the air just as Sebastian leaned in close to her ear and paused in his brushing of her hair.

"Something the matter, my lady?" he quietly asked her. Aurora's eyes widened even more as the stench became somewhat stronger. The smell wasn't bad; actually it was quite good, just different. It something that Aurora had never smelled before, and most likely would never forget.

It was almost irresistible.

Aurora glanced over at the dark eyed butler as a small suspicion arose deep inside of her body. He stared back, carefully watching her as she took another deep breath and scrunched up her eyebrows. The two stared, neither blinking, until the female Phantomhive a released her breath.

"Sebastian, may I see your hand please?" she quietly asked him. Her eyes darted down to glance at her own hands before looking back at Sebastian. "Please," she added again.

Sebastian smirked. "Of course, my lady," he told her. He placed her hair brush down on the counter before them and extended his right hand for her to take. Aurora gently grasped it and stared at it for a few seconds before finally mustering up the courage to grab at the white fabric at the tips of his fingers and pull upwards. Slowly the glove came off of his hand until the Phantomhive was met with pale white human skin. She placed the glove down beside her brush and studied the skin on the palm of his hand. As soon as she turned it over though, her eyes widened when she saw his nails, an identical color to her own, and she instantly clenched his hand tighter. The butler behind her chuckled under his breath.

Aurora's blue orbs came back up to the mirror and once more stared into the reddish brown ones of Sebastian. For a second she swore that the smirking butler's eyes had fleetingly changed colors, like hers had done earlier, but she couldn't tell for sure since just as fast as it had come they were already back to normal. Sebastian's smirk widened as he waited for Aurora's next order, though he already had a slight guess as to what she was going to say.

The Phantomhive held up her other hand, the one that wasn't already clenching Sebastian's right, and asked, "May I see your other as well, Sebastian?"

"Certainly, my lady," he told her. The butler moved his hand forward and allowed Aurora to grasp it like she had with his other. The female Phantomhive wasted no time in pulling the white fabric off of his hand, though as soon as it was off she immediately dropped the glove in shock when her eyes made contact with the skin on the back of his hand. The white glove slowly drifted to the floor but Aurora didn't quite notice since she was too busy trying not to cry.

Aurora rubbed her thumb gently over the dark, purple mark on Sebastian's hand. The Faustian Contract. "So you are a demon," she whispered, afraid that if she spoke any louder someone would hear.

Since the butler's hands were still being clenched by both of Aurora's, he leaned forward until his mouth was right beside her ear. His smirk widened as he murmured back, "As are you, my lady."

Aurora shivered when his cold breath washed over her ear and part of her cheek. "How did you-?"

"Know?" Sebastian chuckled and took a huge whiff of Aurora. "I could smell you for what you really were the moment we met. I'm certain that you were able to smell me as well, but since you weren't used to the scent yet, you had no idea what it was you exactly sensed. You must be quite young."

Aurora's eyebrows furrowed together in confusion. "Young?"

"It means you were only recently turned into a demon. I figured that out when you asked for my hands."

Aurora closed her eyes. "You're right. Absolutely right. I am, as you put it, 'young'. I was turned not even a year ago. And yes, I could indeed smell something…dark about you. It's an odd scent that I've never smelled before until I met you, and I'll probably never forget it. On my way here to the manor I read many books about demons and Hell. Many of them held fake information, but some of them did indeed hold some truth. One book in general, it's actually in my bag as we speak, talked about scents and how demons are able to tell what someone actually is using their enhanced sense of smell. It wasn't until you were brushing my hair and I was able to get a huge whiff of you that I had a small hunch that you were a demon yourself. I asked for your hands because I was hoping to be wrong, though you unfortunately proved me correct," Aurora said, unconsciously tightening her hold on Sebastian's hands even more.

"And yet you still seemed surprised," Sebastian murmured.

Aurora's eyes snapped back open and flashed in anger, turning bright pink like earlier, as she met his dark ones in the mirror. "You made a contract with my brother, didn't you?" she snarled. She probably would've attacked him if not for the fact that he was a much older demon with powers that Aurora wouldn't have for years.

Suddenly the lights went out and all that was heard was Aurora's heavy breathing. The young Phantomhive tried to turn her head and lock eyes with the butler's but she couldn't see a thing. Unlike Sebastian, seeing in the dark was another power that she didn't quite have yet and wouldn't for some time.

Sebastian chuckled, still as close to her ear as earlier, and whispered, "Indeed I did."


New story because I've fell in love with Kuroshitsuji. Lol. Hope you liked the chapter. Review and whatnot letting me know your thoughts on the beginning while I go and type of the next chapter for this story and my other.

By the way, this story will be following the Black Butler Anime, Season 1 and later on Season 2, with, maybe, bits and pieces from the Manga. Just thought I'd tell y'all so you already have an idea of what will be in store.