Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji or any characters from Kuroshitsuji. I do own Ivy and Ivy's family.

Authors note: This is my first attempt at a fanfic and I'm open to criticism. Please rate and comment. Just so you know Ivy actually doesn't show up until Chapter 2 and this chapter is entirely to set up a small amount of background before the story actually begins.

"Young master!" Ciel's head instantly shot up in surprize as his pink-haired maid came shooting through the door and practically slammed into his desk. She was holding an old music box in her hands that looked familiar to him, but he couldn't quite place it. "I was cleaning one of the old storage rooms and I found this music box! It has lots of old photographs in it, yes it does." By now the shock had worn of and Ciel was becoming irritated with his maid's actions.

"Is that all you came in for? Just dispose of the photographs. I don't really care what you do with the music box." Just as he finished speaking Baldroy and Finnian made their way into the room with Tanaka close behind.

"What's goin' on? We heard Meyrin screamin' 'bout somthin' from all the way 'cross the house." There was slight concern in Baldroy's voice.

"Ah! I found this music box in one of the old storage rooms, yes I did."

"A music box?" Finnian questioned excitedly.

"Yeah. It's even go-" She was interrupted by a now extremely irritated Ciel.

"If that was all you wanted then go and get back to work. All of you."

"But I wanted to know who the girl in the photographs is!" She was practically shouting as she began fumbling with a small drawer at the bottom of the box.

"If there's a girl in it its most likely Lady Elizabeth." Sebastian who had stood silently behind Ciel until now finally spoke up.

"Who? Oh nevermind." Finally finding what she was looking for she pulled out an old photo that depicted the Phantomhive family along with a few of their servants who were standing in the background, but the thing that stuck out most was a young girl, no older than sixteen, with skin so pale you'd have assumed she was a ghost if not for the fact that she was carrying a young Ciel in her arms. Meyrin suddenly pointed to her, "This girl. She looks far too young to be a servant, but I've never seen her in any other family photographs." Ciel sat staring wide-eyed at the photo before snatching both it and the music box from Mayrin's hands.

"That girl's name is Ivy. She was my nanny for about five years. Now that I think about it I don't remember her appearance changing the entire time she was working for my family. When she first started working here she didn't remember anything other than the fact that at one point someone called her by the name Ivy. She was the only caretaker I've had that I actually liked. She left when I was nine though. She didn't even tell anyone good-bye or where she was going. All that she did was leave a note with a promise that we'd meet again and her real name. I can't seem to recall what it was though."

"Did she ever come back?" Finnian was already sitting on the ground and making a face as if he was a child being told a story.

"No. She never did and I doubt she ever really will. She always told me as many stories as I wanted and she taught me how to play chess. She always said such strange things, but she also always seemed to know much more about things than most people." By now Ciel was staring at the picture in his hands as if he would miss something if he looked away.

"The way you talk it sounds as if you had a crush on her." Once again Sebastian was speaking from his place behind Ciel but this time there was a hint of anger in his voice.

"No! That's not it!" He could feel his face heating up as he turned to face his butler in protest, but he was more focused on the picture than on what Ciel had to say in response to his words. Ciel turned back to his four other servants who were now discussing what they had heard and also paying no attention to his response.

"Did you hear that? If she hasn't come back yet then that means we will get to meet her when she does, yes we will."

"I wonder what she's like. With a name like Ivy she must know something about plants. Maybe she'll help me in the garden."

"Nah. If she was a nanny she must know how to cook. She'd be helpin' me in the kitchen."

"Hoh. Hoh. Hoh." They all got a dreammy look in their eyes as they imagined what the former Phantomhive nanny would be like. Then all at once they had questions for their young master.

"Did she say when she'd be back? What was she like? Was she good at house work?"

"Did she like plants? How much did she know about them? Did she like being outside?"

"She knew how to cook right? What kinda food did she make?"

Ciel wasn't sure how but he managed to keep track of all of the questions. "No, she didn't say when she'd be back. She seemed cold but was usually nice; just tired. I don't remember anything ever being a mess when she was around. She liked plants more than most people and could usually answer any questions anyone had about them though she tended to do that with most subjects. I don't think she liked the sun much because she only seemed to go outside at night or on cloudy days. She was a good cook and made pretty much anything that she was asked to. If you have anymore questions you might as well ask now because I doubt I'll bother answering later."

The three servants looked at each other before looking back at their young lord and speaking in perfect unison, "Will we be able to meet her when she comes back?"

"If, and that's not really my say now if you're all done I have work to do and so do you." Upon hearing this the servants all immediately ran out of the room under the pretext of getting back to work, but even through his closed office door he could hear them continuing their conversation about what she might be like and when they'd get to meet her. When he was sure they were out of earshot he turned back around to face his butler who was still eyeing the picture on his desk. "Based on the way you're looking at this picture I'm going to assume you know Ivy. She doesn't seem like the kind of person who would make a contract with a demon so I'm quite curious. How do you know her?"

Sebastian answered while still looking toward the picture as if in a trance, "You are correct in assuming that she did not make a contract with me; though it did concern her. Her father was the one with the contract. Upon seeing me she realized almost instantaneously that I was a demon. She wasn't even slightly bothered by it though. All it really caused was her asking a few simple questions and then moving on. Anything more about her past you wish to know you'll have to ask her when you meet again. If you don't mind my asking, how long ago was that picture taken?"

"I believe this was when I was seven, so about five years ago. Why does it matter?"

"She looks exactly the same in that photograph as she did when my contract with her father ended, but that was nearly twenty-five years ago."

"Meaning that for at least twenty years her appearance didn't change slightly. That's extremely unlikely. This is Probably just a relative of hers. Her daughter Maybe."

"No. I'm sure it's not her daughter and the resemblance is much to great for her to be anyone else. This is Ivy. I've no doubt of that."

"Hm. Interesting." With that Ciel began looking through the letters he had received that day. "There's an order from the queen. It seems that she wants us to investigate an old mansion Just outside of London. apparently there have been multiple sightings of a ghost of a young girl wandering the property and now the roads around it have been closed for fear of angering her. Our job is to figure out if it's true and if it is then we are to find a way to make her leave. The manor belonged to a family by the name of Bell .Why does that sound so familiar? I suppose I'll find out when we get there. Sebastian prepare for our departure immediately."

"Yes, my lord." They left for London the next morning.