The carriage drove down a dirt road with trees on either side. Finally, after about an hour, the carriage came to a stop in front of a grand manor with music pouring from the windows. "I believe we are here young master." the butler said. The young Earl Phantomhive tore his eyes away from the window. "Yes, now let's get this over with. Do you have the letter?" As if to answer his question, Sebastian pulled a small red and gold envelope out from his jacket. He opened the door for his master and told the driver to wait, they wouldn't be long.

"Oh my Lord, I almost forgot," Sebastian pulled something else from his jacket. It was a black mask with a long curled up nose and only one eye hole. "What is that?" he asked, although he already knew the answer. "The ball is a masquerade ball. I forgot to mention this to you." Sebastian said, putting the mask on Ciel. He stepped back to admire his handy work. "Perfect." Then he pulled out his own plain, black mask. Well, if you didn't count the Kitty ears…

The pair made their way into the ballroom. Inside were loads of people with kinds of different masks dancing, laughing, drinking and having a grand old time. Ciel was glad he was only there on order from the queen. . He was picking up a girl, his own age. But the queen hadn't told him why.

Ciel walked towards one of the many couches pushed up against the wall. He sat down and started thinking about how board he was. Once the dance floor began to clear out a bit, a girl in a long black dress (that looked too tight at the torso) came over to Ciel and Sebastian. When she was close enough, he saw she had a simpler mask that only covered the top half of her face. It was white with black painted flowers that resembled Marigolds. She was also carrying a brown messenger bag. The girl sat next to Ciel and leaned over to his ear.

She whispered, "Are you the Earl Phantomhive?" He nodded and she smiled. "The queen told me about you Ciel."

He turned towards her, "Yes, I am her guard dog after all. And this is my butler Sebastian. You must be the girl we are picking up." She nodded happily. After a few moments of awkward silence, Sebastian leaned over and said, "Now that we have what we came for, should we go?" The girl stood up and twirled a piece of her golden hair that had come loose from her bun.

"I would love that! The guys playing in the orchestra are making me uncomfortable." she crossed her arms over her chest and looked at the floor. Ciel stood and sighed with relief, "Thank god, I was hoping we wouldn't have to stay here for much longer." And just like that they were back in the carriage with Ciel and Sebastian on one side, and the girl on the other.

"Well, I suppose I should introduce my self." She pulled the blue ribbon that had been keeping her hair up and tied it around her wrist. The girl's hair fell to below her elbows. She then took off her mask, but kept her eyes closed and covered them with her hair. "I am Princess Marigold, of Nilum." Ciel tilted his head. "Nilum? I have never heard of such a place." The princess sighed, "Yes it is not well known by many. But just off the coast of England, there it is." She sighed once more, all while keeping her eyes closed. "Forgive me for asking Milady, but why do you keep your eyes closed like that?" Sebastian asked cautiously.

The Princess smiled, "You see Sebastian, I wouldn't want to scare Lord Phantomhive." What is that supposed to mean? Ciel thought to himself. "Me scared of you? I highly doubt it." he huffed. Marigold didn't know how much they had in common and neither did Ciel…

"Oh really? My eyes are said to scare the life out of people. No idea why, they really aren't that bad! People are just afraid of what they can't explain." She pulled Ciel toward her by his tie. Once they were face to face she whispered, "Ready to meet the Florem Mortem?" Marigold, under her hair, opened her eyes. With her free hand, the princess pulled the hair out of her face.

Ciel stared at her eyes. To him, they were more beautiful then scary. One was green and the other blue with black lines running through it. Both had tiny gold specks slightly shaped like flowers. "Impressive," Ciel whispered, "I have never seen eyes like them before." The Princess frowned; obviously upset she hadn't scared him. She sat back in her seat and crossed her arms. "My, my, your eyes are magnificent!" Sebastian gasped. The Princess blushed. "Oh, stop it…" Ciel rolled his eyes.

He took notice to the Princesses features. She had pale skin and freckles dotted her nose and cheeks. Ciel also began to wonder what was in her bag. "What is in your bag?" Marigold shifted in her seat and put the bag on her lap. "I'm surprised that is the question you ask now," she sneered and Ciel clenched his fists. "As the queen's guard dog, one would think you would have more questions then just, 'What is in your bag', no?"

Sebastian couldn't help but chuckle a little. The Princess reminded him of someone, he wasn't sure who though…

"What are you laughing at?" Ciel mumbled, crossing his arms. "Well, if you must know," Marigold started, "they are my clothes and some food the head maid packed for me before I ran away."

This conversation just became interesting, Sebastian thought. "Ran away?" he wondered aloud.

Marigold sighed, "Yes, it has been three years since my parent's death - and four since my brothers. Over the past year, my people have been thinking." she paused, "Many of my subjects believe I had something to do with the death of my parents. But I was only ten, what kind of ten-year-old wants to kill their parents!? Anyway, since the actual murderer was never caught, I guess they just needed something to believe. So some ass hole – pardon my language – started a rumor it was me. So, since they all want me dead, I had to flee. I would have stayed but our castle is small with not many good hiding spots…" Ciel cleared his throat, ready to ask a million questions, but Sebastian stopped him.

"Young Master, the Princess seems very tired. Perhaps we could save the questions for tomorrow?" he smiled and so did Marigold. Sebastian felt some type of… connection to her. Ciel sighed, "Alright, fine." The Princess yawned and said good night. Then she put her head down and was fast asleep.

"Princess Marigold sounds very interesting." Ciel thought aloud. Sebastian nodded, but he couldn't shake the feeling that he knew this girl. She seemed a little suspicious, but that could just be her personality. Almost like his… no, no, that couldn't be it. Sebastian rubbed his chin.

"Young Master," he started, but then saw Ciel leaning against the window, sleeping like a baby. Sebastian smiled, "Goodnight."

End Part 1

A/N: This fanfic has been going through my mind for so long before I wrote it down in this note book. Then I got this account and put up two other fanfics before remembering why I put it up in the first place… For this.

Aaaaanyway, me and two of my friends came up with our Black Butler selves and came up with a story for them. I wrote it down and now I am sharing it with you lovely people! BTW, my OC I the Princess, and you'll see the others…. LATER!

Until we meet again! :D