Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji, but I do own the OC's in this story.

I made this story up just after the 8th volume of the manga, basically after the Noah's Ark Circus arc. It doesn't have anything to do with it, but all the stuff with Undertaker in the Ship Voyage arc and such hasn't happened yet, so please keep that in mind while reading.

Oh and by the way, this is my first fanfiction, please tell me what you think, but don't be too harsh.

Prologue

'I found this little one in a tree nearby,' Grell said, sipping his tea. 'You should take care of your kitties better, Sebastian! Otherwise I might just refuse to live together with you, if you can't even take care of a cat!'

'This isn't one of my cats,' Sebastian said, apparently ignoring Grell's remark about living together. They were drinking tea in the garden, just outside the Phantomhive mansion. Birds were singing in the trees, Finny was weeding in the distance, and, thanks to Sebastian, the garden actually looked good for once, with its beautiful roses and green bushes. Grell and Sebastian were sitting near the entrance to the mansion, Sebastian petting the little ginger kitty Grell had found. You would almost think that nothing interesting was going on. 'But what did you want to tell me about those murders?'

'There has been a lot going on in the office lately,' Grell said. 'Normally, Will would've never allowed me to do something like this. They even allowed me to use my chainsaw! I mean, those scissors were nice and all, but goodness, what have I missed this baby!' Grell lifted his Death Scythe, and said: "Desu!" with a rock hand and his tongue out of his mouth.

'So soft… Yes, please continue, mister Sutcliff.'

'O please, Sebby, don't be such a hardhead! You're always so strict! If only you were a little less…' Grell didn't have time to finish his sentence, as he attempted to gently sweep Sebastian's cheek. Sebastian grabbed his wrist and tackled him before he could even touch his skin. The kitty in his lap jumped off and meowed.

'Could you please provide me with useful information, instead of trying out your newest pervert tricks on me,' he said with that typical calmness in his voice and a smile on his face.

'Okay, okay, calm down!' Grell got up and dusted off his clothes. 'Well, the victims have been…'

'…pierced with an incredible inhuman strength. That's exactly what Undertaker told us.' The kitty jumped in Sebastian's lap again. 'If that was all you had to tell me, then I just wasted some Earl Grey Tea on you.'

'No! No! I haven't told you everything yet! The best part is yet to come!'

'Well, how curious I am.'

'None of their souls have been reaped.' Silence. Even the birds seemed to have stopped singing.

'So that means…their souls were devoured by demons?' Sebastian asked after a while.

'Don't ask me,' Grell said. 'It could have been like that one time, with the camera, that their souls were burnt. I can't say anything for certain, though. There are many ways a soul can "disappear". That's why the job of a Shinigami is so important.'

'You don't always seem to be taking that job seriously, though.'

'Ah, stop it, Sebasu-chan! You make me go wild!'

'SEBASTIAN!' Ciel's voice called from inside the mansion. Sebastian got up and put down the kitty.

'Mey-rin!' Sebastian yelled. Her big glasses looked around the door of the mansion. 'Could you please clean up these cups? And don't run through the mansion – DON'T run through the mansion.'

'Yes, Sebastian,' Mey-rin said. 'He said it twice again…'

'Will you please follow me inside, mister Sutcliff?'

'Ah, yes, Sebastian!'

And, was it good? Please tell me what you thought! This was only the prologue. There's a lot more coming up…