Author's note: I am really bad at accents and am not to offend anyone. If it does and you would like to correct me, I will be more than happy to fix it. Also I google-translated any other language so if the French was not so great, my apologies!

Also, I do not own Kuroshitsuji, nor any of the characters. I do own Zara and Adelisa and probably most of the plot.

Thanks for reading!

The Noailles held a ball at their manor in Paris, France where many nobles from other countries were invited to become acquainted with them. Adelisa, the daughter of the Noailles, was having so much fun meeting new people from around the world. She was lucky that her maid, Zara, knew so many different languages so that she was able to teach Adelisa. Adelisa hit it off with one particular girl, Lady Elizabeth. They were so similar, they were the same age, same spirited manner. If one didn't know better, they could have been mistaken as twins. But Zara felt something about Lady Elizabeth that she didn't trust. She brushed it off for now, it's not like they were ever going to meet again? Right?

Of course, Zara was wrong. Here they were a year later, in the same carriage as Lady Elizabeth, being invited to a birthday ball that her fiancé is holding. Zara still felt something was wrong, and that feeling was still increasing as they were getting closer to the Phantomhive Manor.

The carriage stopped.

"We're here!" Elizabeth exclaimed.

They stepped out of the carriage while the coachman was helping them down. But Elizabeth didn't really need help down, she practically jumped out of the carriage to hug a boy about her age, must be her fiancé. Standing next to the boy was a tall, slender man wearing a tailcoat and white gloves. Must be the butler. He bowed slightly, keeping his eyes closed as he smiled. Zara felt something was wrong with the butler, the aura around him seemed almost…familiar.

"Ciel, I would like you to meet my friend Adelisa!" Elizabeth beamed.

Adelisa smiled and made a small curtsey. "Bonjour Monsieur Phantomhive, it iz a pleazure to meet you."

Ciel bowed. "The pleasure is all mine, please call me Ciel. This is my butler, Sebastian." Ciel gestured towards his butler. "If you need anything, just ask him."

Zara glanced at Sebastian and made eye contact with him before he quickly bowed. There was a flicker of something in his eyes before he bowed, was it sadness? Familiarity? Embarrassment? Zara couldn't put her finger on it.

"You must be dreadfully tired from the long trip, would you like some tea?" Ciel asked as they were walking into the manor. Adelisa nodded while still smiling. "Sebastian, please go show the maids around and bring us some tea."

Sebastian bowed, "Yes sir, this way ladies." Sebastian led the two maidens down a hallway. He opened the door to the kitchen and started boiling the water for tea. A blonde man with goggles draped around his neck was lighting a cigarette. "This is the kitchen, this is the cook, Baldroy."

"Hello, ladies," Baldroy said, scratching the back of his head.

"Baldroy, I would like you to meet Zara, Miss Adelisa's maid." Zara looked at the butler in surprise. She never told him her name. How did he know it?

"Nice to meet you, Zara." Baldroy smiled. Zara smiled back and nodded her head in response.

After setting up the teapot on a tray along with teacups and saucers, he led the girls back into the hallway and opened another door. "This is the maid's room where you ladies will be sleeping. Our maid, May-Ren also sleeps here." The room was small with only a few beds and a few dressers. Only one bed and dresser seemed to be used. Sebastian pointed at another door. "That's the men's quarters where Baldroy and the gardener, Finnian, sleeps." He pointed at another door, "that is my room. Now let's head back to where our masters are, shall we?"

"Let's!" Paula exclaimed while blushing at the butler's smile. Zara just nodded. Do I know him? Certainly not! But his aura….

They headed into a room where Ciel and Adelisa were playing chess together while Elizabeth was sitting on a couch.

"Master, your tea," Sebastian said politely while pouring the tea into the cups and passing them out.

"Thank you, Sebastian."

The maids stood against the wall, waiting for any more orders. While the lords were talking, Zara kept glancing over at Sebastian. Who is he? Why does he seem so familiar? Have I never met him before…right? I know every person I ever met, I know I never met him before. So why does he seem so –

"Zara!" Adelisa interrupted Zara's train of thought.

"Yes, Madame?"

"Why are you zo quiet? You are normally very talkative."

"My apologies, Madame." Zara bowed. "There is just a lot on my mind."

Ciel looked at Zara, intrigued. "Zara? If you don't mind me asking, but why don't you have an accent like Adelisa?"

"I grew up in Italy and traveled a lot with my family. So I tend to have the accent of whatever country I am in. It is easier for people to understand me that way."

"And how long have you been in Paris?"

"About three years, my lord." Zara noticed Sebastian grimaced slightly.

"Oui! She haz been my maid since I was a mere child!" Adelisa chimed in.

Elizabeth giggled, "you still are a child!"

"And zo are you!" They both started laughing as Ciel rolled his eyes.

Ciel glanced at the clock, "Well look at the time, shouldn't us children be heading to bed by now?"

Adelisa yawned, "Oui, I am very tired."

"Then we must bid a goodnight!" The three lords headed to their chambers while their helpers followed them.

Zara helped Adelisa get ready for bed. "Zara, tu dois me dire ce que tu penses. (Zara, you must tell me what is on your mind.)" Adelisa couldn't help but notice the worry and confusion that was on Zara's face all day.

"Je ne vous en veux pas, madame. (I shall not trouble you with it, madame)." Zara replied while putting Adelisa's clothes away into the wardrobe from the suitcases.

"J'insiste! (I insist!)"

"Oui, madame, j'ai juste un mauvais presentiment à propos de cet endroit. Mais je suis sûr que c'est juste mon imagination. (Yes, madame, I just have a bad feeling about this place. But I am sure it is just my imagination.)" Zara's instincts are never wrong but she didn't want to worry her master.

"Ce doit être. Tout le monde est si amable ici. (It must be. Everyone is so friendly here.)" Adelisa smiled.

"Bien sûr. Bonne nuit, madame. (Of course. Good night, madame.)" Zara said while taking the candle out of the now dark room and closing the door after hearing Adelisa reply with a goodnight.

Zara paused, trying to remember her way back to the women's quarters, then headed straight there. When entering the room, Paula was already asleep in her bed. May-Ren's bed was still empty, must be preparing for tomorrow. Zara put on her nightgown quietly to not wake up Paula and blew out the candle. She laid in her bed, very tired from the long day of traveling. Zara closed her eyes, slowly falling asleep.

Zara opened her eyes. She was on the ground looking up at the beautiful sky through the trees above her. What a wonderful day it was, the birds were chirping, the butterflies were fluttering by, one even landed on her nose. "What a great spot," she said aloud to no one in particular. "No worries that anyone is ever going to find it."

"You're right milady. Such a great spot to see a beautiful woman." Zara whirled around upon hearing the man's voice.

It was him!

Zara shot right up in bed. It was him! She thought. She finally remembered why Sebastian felt so familiar. She finally remembered who he is.