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Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji but, I do own Adella Phantomhive and James Aldridge.

Sebastian was teaching Adella algebra, and she found it to be one of the most boring classes ever. She didn't understand why she had to be home-schooled. Sebastian told her that it was to ensure her safety because he and "The Young Master" could protect her. Why does he call him that anyway? She looked at her wrist where her Faustian contract was located. It was beautiful with a rose in its center. She attempted to draw it on her paper, only to be caught by "Professor Michaelis" and was scolded accordingly. He sounded like the teachers from Charlie Brown. "Wah wah wa wah wah mistress wah wah algebra wah wah important," was all poor Adella heard. By the time he was done with said lecture, it was time for lunch, which was served by Ciel. Seeing him was like a dream, all the pictures that she saw of him were of him as a child. He looked about twelve or thirteen but now, he looked about twenty-one. He was very handsome and Adella could see why Elizabeth was attracted to him. He was said to be a genius but, Adella didn't dare test this theory out for herself in fear of getting her intelligence insulted. If she was the one doing the insulting, she was fine with it. But if someone else were to insult her, she would be deeply offended. She looked toward the man serving her and had to know. Curiosity killed the cat, though, and she said, "Ciel."

"Yes, my lady?" he asked while continuing his task.

"Would you like to play chess with me?" she asked him.

"Whatever you wish, my lady," he responded dully.

XxX

She should've known she was going to lose but, she'd foolishly thought she would win. He beat her with almost all his pieces still intact. Needless to say, she was a sore loser. "You cheated! I swear it, you did!" she exclaimed.

"I did not cheat my lady, and you would have known if I had. Chess is not a game one can simply cheat on," he said, annoyed.

She sighed; she knew he was right, but she would not admit it to the likes of him. He was not nobility anymore, but he simply couldn't resist acting like it. She looked at his blue eye and noticed he was looking at her disapprovingly. She didn't like being disapproved of, she got it enough from her family and she certainly did not need it from him. So, she did what she usually did to people who disapprove of her or her behavior. She glared at him. Her green eyes could pierce the soul of almost any man. Too bad he wasn't just a man. She continued to glare at him and he kept looking at her as if he were bored. She looked down at the chess table. Three moves, three moves were all he needed. She was considered one of the smartest people in the private academy and he had beaten her. Did his intelligence grow with time, or did it stay the same after all these years? She had no idea, she looked back up at him and found him also staring at the chess table. His look said a lot of things like how could this girl have been so stupid? Or Her intelligence must be excruciatingly low. She would have none of this intolerable behavior, "Leave me, please." He looked up at her, his eye wide. Almost like he had no clue what he had done wrong. All gentlemen should know that they need to let a lady win. That was how she was raised anyway.

"Yes, my lady," he said as he got up and bowed. He exited the room quietly, almost as if he was never there in the first place.

XxX

Ciel walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, where he had found Sebastian waiting and tapping his foot. "You should have let her win, young master," he told Ciel simply.

"Why? So she would think I was an idiot? No, and Sebastian do not forget who you are talking to. She is my contract and I will handle her any way I want. She is just one silly little girl, how long could her revenge possibly take?" He said annoyed.

"Young lord, do you know how long it took you to get your revenge?" Sebastian asked.

"One or two years, I believe. Why is that so important?" he asked his butler curiously.

"You should really research your prey before offering your services young master. She went through almost the very same thing you went through as a child. She is still suffering as you were back then. You should not judge her for her faults, when they were the same faults you had in your previous life. She is still grieving as you were the day you and I made our contract," Sebastian stated matter-of-factly.

"Hopefully, we won't run into as many problems with this contract as we did with mine," Ciel replied.

XxX

Adella sat in the windowsill playing with her long red hair. Her green eyes looked out into the garden and her thoughts began to wander. It looked exactly as it had before the fire. She had no idea how or who rebuilt her house but, she knew that she should thank them. All of her and her family's memories happened in this house and she simply couldn't bear the thought of losing them. She got up and quickly wandered to her room and pulled a switch behind her bed. Her bed lifted up and spiral stairs came down. She went up them carefully, as if to not fall. When she got to the top, she had found what she was looking for. The family archives. The first thing she noticed was a portrait of her two butlers. Ciel was so young that you could barely tell that it was the same person. Sebastian was standing behind him with a polite smile on his face. All of the portraits were dusted and cleaned as if the fire had never happened. Sebastian must have found this place. She thought to herself. She went over to the filing cabinet and opened up the drawer that had the Earl's and her great-great-great-great grandmother's files in it. She read them carefully.

Lady Elizabeth Ethel Cordelia Midford was the daughter of Alexis Leon and Frances Midford, younger sister of Edward Midford, niece of Vincent Phantomhive and Rachel Phantomhive, and ex-fiancee of Ciel Phantomhive. When she was young she was obsessed with cute things until she married James Aldridge. She was given the Funtom Company upon her being wed, in which, she left to her first son Edward Phantomhive.

That's weird, that is all it says about her, Adella thought, Okay, moving on.

Earl Ciel Phantomhive was the head of the Phantomhive noble family and owner of the Funtom Company. He was notoriously known as 'The Queen's Watchdog'. He is the son of Vincent and Rachel Phantomhive. He was born on 14 December, 1875. His parents died when he was twelve and he mysteriously went missing. Upon returning, he came back with a black-clad butler and nobly took over the family business and affairs. He solved many cases under the Queen's rule. When he was fourteen he disappeared without a trace and was pronounced dead.

Wow that was really short too, Adella thought, Basically, I learned nothing that I didn't already know.

"If you wanted more information about me, all you had to do was ask," a voice said coldly.

"If I thought that you would answer, Ciel, I would have asked," Adella replied drily.

"You are right. I probably wouldn't have told you anyway," Ciel told her truthfully.

"And if I order you?" she challenged.

"Then I would have no choice, my Lady," he replied, annoyed.

She smiled and said, "I am not that cruel, Ciel, I wouldn't want to bring up painful memories and I would expect you to do the same."

"As you wish, my lady," he replied.