The events that occur in this fanfic take place right after The Campania Arc in Kuroshitsuji manga, not anime. I suggest you read the arc in the manga before reading this fanfic. If you're not planning on reading the manga arc and want to read this fanfic anyways, I'll give a brief summary of what previously happend. SPOILER ALERT FOR THOSE WHO HAVE NOT READ THE SHIP ARC AND PLAN TO READ IT! If you're still confused on what I'm talking about, I suggest you look at the Kuroshitsuji wikia.

***Sebastian, Ciel, and Snake were headed onto a cruise ship called the Campania to investigate a society that claims to bring back the dead. Ciel and Sebastian stay with the Midford's on the cruise ship. The dead were never brought back to life, just zombie-like soul less bodies moving around, "bizarre dolls". Of course if souls are involved, so are some shinigami reapers. Ronald Knox and Grell Sutcliff are aboard to investigate also. It was Undertaker who was behind it all. The soul less zombies end up killing half the passengers and the boat hits an iceberg and sinks. Sebastian is in great injure from being hit by Undertaker's death scythe. Sebastian also engages in a couple of fights with Ronald Knox and Grell.***

DISCLAIMER; I DO NOT OWN KUROSHITSUJI!

"Young master?" Sebastian knocked on Ciel's office door.

Ciel didn't reply.

"Master..?"

Sebastian opened the door anyways, pushing a cart of tea.

Ciel was fast asleep on his desk.

"Young master, wake up." Sebastian said softly, nudging Ciel.

"Oh, I must've fallen asleep while reading these letters from the queen, what is today's schedule?" Ciel replied.

"The Midfords are hosting a masquerade ball this evening in honor for the ones who died on the Campania and the survivors." Sebastian said while pouring Earl Grey.

"Oh yes, the ball.." Ciel said in apathy.

"Yes, a ball. With dancing." Sebastian teased with a smirk.

Sebastian handed the teacup to Ciel.

Ciel sipped his tea and put it down.

"Shut up, you're coming with me."

"But why Young Master? I have to re-arrange the books in the library, tend the bushes with Finnian, and -"

"I don't care," Ciel interrupted, "You shall give pointers for me between each dance."

"Why not just have a dance lesson here, a dance lesson now?" Sebastian teased again.

"Hmph, it's like you want to be slapped across the cheek, Sebastian."

Sebastian smiled.

••••••

Sebastian opened the carriage door for Ciel. Sebastian hopped onto the front of the carriage, whipped the horses, and off they went. Ciel was wearing one of his many fancy coats, designed by Nina Hopkins of course. A white phantom mask was upson Ciel's face. The mask was customly made for Ciel by Sebastian. There was no eye slit on the left eye, to cover up his contract of course. Sebastian had his regular butler outfit, and the red and white mask that sat on the bridge of his nose and covered his eyes, leaving two slits to see. The mask he had worn at the Viscount Druitt's ball while researching the Jack the Ripper cases.

Ciel and Sebastian's hair were slicked back, just the way Frances Midford (Ciel's Aunt) liked it. According to Frances, men with longe fringes such as Sebastian and Ciel have disgusting hair, and needs to be properly displayed. Ciel was nervously fidgeting his fingers, wondering how the hell he would dance with Elizabeth. He didn't want to disappoint her. He even promised her he was getting better with ballroom dancing. Ciel regretted all the grief he gave her with the cruise ship and the bizzare dolls, forcing her to strip her unnecessary clothing and to use her fencing skills to defend herself. "I hope she's not traumatized from the sinking ship." Ciel thought.

•••••

"Young master, we have arrived to the Midford Estate." Sebastian said while bowing and opening the carriage.

Ciel and Sebastian walked up to the mansion door and knocked.

"Welcome to the Midford Estate, Mr. Phantomhive. May I escort you to the ball?" A male servant dressed in a white suit said.

"There is no need for that. I know every room of this mansion by heart. Now if you'll excuse me."

Sebastian and Ciel headed to the ballroom.

"How silly of him to ask to escort you to the ballroom, as if he wasn't aware you are the nephew of the Marchioness and Fiancé of Lady Midford." chuckled Sebastian

"Indeed Sebastian, indeed."

Sebastian and Ciel entered the ballroom. The ballroom was full of first class citizens, high ranked english noblemen, Campania survivors, and their families.

"CIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEELLLLL!" Elizabeth shouted joyfully while running across the ballroom.

"Wow Ciel it's been like a week since I saw you, Ciel your hair looks so mature and oh-so cute pushed back!"

"How are you, Lizzie?" Ciel asked.

"Oh I'm doing very fine! Come, let's dance!"

"Woah!" Ciel shouted as Elizabeth jerked him onto the ballroom dance floor, and before you knew it, they were waltzing.

"That's the Lizzie I know, so optimistic." Ciel thought while waltzing with Elizabeth. He was glad she was doing well, just a week after she was aboard a sinking ship.

"Ouch! Ciel, you just stepped on my toe! That wasn't very cute!" Elizabeth yelled.

"Very sorry Lizzie, it won't happen again."

"Hehe, Oh Ciel!"

The dance lasted very shortly along with the music playing along.

Ciel walked across the ballroom over to Sebastian, who was obdiently sitting at one of the tables.

"How was that?" Ciel asked

"Young master, you need to lead Lady Elizabeth while waltzing. The male leads the female. You are the male, am I correct?"

Ciel rolled his eyes in disgust.

"Look mother, father, Edward, Ciel has arrived!" Elizabeth squealed.

"Now, that's the proper look a earl and his butler should have!" Frances Midford said, referring to Ciel and Sebastian's hair.

"Nice dancing, Phantomhive!" Edward Midford teased.

"Yes, the boy dances silly, but he is the owner of a prestigious worldwide toy company. A successful earl at a young age indeed." Alexis Midford complimented.

"Why, thank you." Ciel replied.

"Excuse me, I have to go talk to some old friends of mine." Alexis Midford excused himself.

Alexis Midford sat down at a table with one of his "friends". The next dance was about to begin.

"It's Ronald Knox, sitting with Mr. Midford."

Ciel said.

Ronald gave Ciel a devilish smirk from across the ballroom. Ronald and Mr. Midford were laughing and having small talk.

"I cannot see, there is too many people in the way getting ready to waltz, young master. And how are you certain that is Ronald Knox? This is a masquerade ball, by the way. I suggest you search for Elizabeth and ask her to waltz once again."

Ciel sighed and went to Elizabeth. He knew for sure that was Ronald Knox. Ciel couldn't mistake that pair of shiny white shoes only a playboy would own. Sebastian examines the man from across the ball, and sighed, noticing Ciel was right and it was Ronald Knox.

"Ciel, are you having fun?! I love this ball! The masquerade idea was mine! We look so cute in our masks!" Elizabeth joyfully said.

"Yes, such a great idea."

"Ooh, Ciel! Spin me around like they do in the opera plays!"

Ciel felt embarassed and looked away for a second.

"Lizzie, I am still in recovery from being on the Campania. I am still weak, there's very little I can do. I made an immense effort just to arrive, I didn't want to disappoint you." Ciel hung his head in shame and stopped dancing. He felt so shameful, he felt he dissapointful Elizabeth. He felt he was a disappointment as a fiancé.

"That's okay, Ciel. I'll just spin you around and we can have fun and look very cute together!"

"Woah, Lizzie! LIZZIE!"

Elizabeth was spinning Ciel around the ballroom, joyfully chuckling and laughing, having fun while spinning Ciel around and around across the ballroom. Elizabeth spun Ciel, regardless of them hitting many other dancing couples, regardless of his shoutings of Elizabeth's name that were drowned in her joyful laughter stopped, but Elizabeth's happy laughter continued. Ciel noticed something, something important. Elizabeth's laughter, the look on her face. Pure happiness. This look gave Ciel a strong warm feeling. He was glad Elizabeth was safe and happy.

••••••

Sebastian obediently sat at a table in one of the corners of the room, one leg crossed on top of the other, waiting for Ciel to finish waltzing and the ball to be over. Sebastian pretended to drink wine, not being able to feel the effects of it. He sensed a vibe. A vibe of another demon being present in this room. Sebastian started paying attention to Ronald, making sure he wouldn't be causing any trouble. He was flirting with a beautiful woman that was sitting across from him. Her hair has golden curled locks of hair tied up that went down to the middle of her back. Her skin was as pale as snow, lips the color of a peach, and eyes that were green. A group of pearls laid on her upper chest and hung from her neck, along with a pair of pearl earrings. She had on a light blue dress that had straps that hugged the sides of her shoulders, revealing her beautiful shoulders. She even had a pair of long gloves that went up to her elbows. She had on a white mask that sat on the bridge of her nose with painted light blue lines. Simply elegant and exquisite.

"Hey, beautiful. Why're you ignoring me? You should give me your address so I can visit your place and offer you the finest of wine, aye?" Ronald said, intoxicated.

"What a disgusting pig you are, shamelessly hitting on me while you're not even in a sober state." The women replied while getting out of her seat walking away.

"Wait, I can treat ya real nice!" Ronald grabbed the women's wrist.

She yanked the grab of Ronald, using her freed hand to slap Ronald across the face.

"I'm surprised you have no shame for yourself." The woman said while walking away and sitting upon another table.

Sebastian witnessed the whole conversation, and was amused. He walked over to the lonesome exquisite lady. While walking over, the demon vibe was growing stronger.

"May I have this dance, madam?" Sebastian said, while bowing and offering his hand.

"What a gentlemen you are." chuckled the lady, placing her dainty elegant hand onto Sebastian's. The two began to waltz.

"A first class woman dancing with a mere butler? Their dancing is so graceful though." An old lady gossiped.

"You don't see that everyday. But look at that dancing, they flow so perfectly and gracefully." said another.

"No fair. How come she turned me down?" Ronald thought " I'm handsome so she should of adored me like most women, nonetheless. And how come she would stoop so low to dance with a mere butler? Wait a second, I just saw Earl Phantomhive, that must be his butler, dancing with that lady. What does Grell even see in that weakling?"

•••••

The music was coming to an end and so was the dance. The violins stopped and so did all the other instruments. Everyone applauded.

"My, my, you dance so gracefully." Sebastian complimented the lady.

"Why thank you."

"Let us introduce ourselves," Sebastian said while stripping off his mask, and so did the woman.

"My name is Sebastian Micha-.."

Sebastian was in too much shock to finish his sentence. The woman dropped her mask. They were both in deep shock. Soon,

their eyes were turning into a burning demon fuchsia.

"Se-sebastian, is that you..?" the woman asked, trembling.

Sebastian grabbed the woman by the wrist and quickly left the ballroom. Ciel noticed Sebastian dragging the women out of the ballroom

"What the hell is Sebastian doing?" Ciel wondered.

"Ooh, Ciel let's sit down and eat cake." Elizabeth took Ciel to a small round table to eat.

•••••

"Where're we headed towards? What're you doing Sebastian?" the woman asked while being dragged through the Midford manor. Sebastian didn't reply. Sebastian found a storage closet and dragged the woman and put himself into the closet.

Chapter 2 coming soon! I'll try to update every 2-7 days! Thanks for reading. Reviews are appreciated!