Oops. I forgot a disclaimer: Kuroshitsuji isn't mine, and none of it's characters are, either. However, Cashmere Gurou is!
Hello, friends! Since it's my first story, I'd LOVE LOVE LOVE it if you'd give reviews on my story. I THINK it's fine, but I sure as hell need some opinions from other people. Oh, and no lemon...at least not yeeeeeeet ;). BUt anyway, don't forget to review!
-Rochester Alice Wakefield
1 year later
I am in a carriage. I don't like carriages. Unfortunately for me, my caretaker suggested that I should arrive at my fiance's house in a presentable manner, thus eliminating me riding my bike to the Trancy estate. Now that I think about it, me arriving with wildly windblown hair in a wrinkled dress, all sweaty and dirty wouldn't be good for first impressions.
Looking out the window, I see that we are almost at the manor.
I wonder what my fiance looks like. Not to be mean, but II hope he isn't ugly. Or too tall. Or too short. Or too fat, skinny, rude, snobby, nice...
BUMP!
My thoughts are interrupted by a stupid pothole. Potholes are hell. They should be exterminated, or perhaps the creator of the goddamn thing should be hanged by his fucking…
KNOCK KNOCK! "Ms. Gurou?" We've arrived at our destination."
Again, my thoughts have been interrupted. I exit the (stupid) carriage, cautiously looking around. Now that it isn't just me and my thoughts, I must remember to keep my composure. I quickly hand-comb through my hair, smooth my dress, and straighten my posture. I can at least try not to look like a complete idiot.
Awkwardly standing there, I glance around to see my caretaker jumping back into the carriage.
"Good luck, Cashew! Have fun with your new fiance! I will visit you in a month."
Walking away, I get a glimpse of her faux smile fading as she sighs in relief. I always knew she never liked me, and it's not like I liked her. I certainly won't miss the stupid nickname she gave me, either. But, I feel a little sad that she discarded me so quickly.
"Cashew, is it?"
I turn towards the Estate to see a platinum haired boy with a smug grin on his childish face.
"I am your fiance, Alois. Welcome to the Trancy Estate!
