Hello ladies and gentleman. Thank you my dear readers for being ever so patient with me. As i stated in my Claude story that I updated last night, life has been hectic for me. I have been dealing with school and with in the last seven months I have started a new job that is very labor intensive. I am tired a lot of the time and not as active with my writings as much as i want to be. Thank you for being patient and i hope you enjoy the next chapter.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN BLACK BUTLER. If you recognize it, its not mine. I only own Ishbel.

Two days had passed and Ciel had continued to pace back and forth daily. He awaited his cousin's arrival with much anxiety. She would be coming after the funeral of her father. Ishbel hadn't the heart to separate her parents even in death.

"Master if you continue to pace as you are I do believe there will be a need to repair the floor." Sebastian chastised gently as he watched Ciel.

"I shall pace all I want to in my office. I can't be there to personally escort her here safely." He continued to pace back and forth, back and forth. His heels clicked across the wooden floor. Sebastian could sense how tense and anxious his master was. Tension and anxiety were tasty in the soul but not as delicious as grief and terror.

"Master Ciel!" He looked out the window to see Finnian staring up at his office window. "A carriage is approaching!" Ciel's eye looked up and saw the carriage coming down the long drive way. Two white horses gracefully trotted up the dirt road and pulled up out front of the main steps. Ciel stood there on the steps nervously waiting. He radiated the feeling as he tried to gulp down the knot in his throat but found it lodged.

"Just breathe master." Sebastian murmured as he tried to get Ciel to relax. The footman jumped down from the carriage and opened the door. Holding out his hand one in a white glove reached out and took hold. Stepping out of the carriage was a woman of elegant beauty. She was the pinnacle of the Phantomhive looks. The same black hair and fair skin as Ciel, but her eyes, they were a bright emerald green. Her hair also held a distinctive curl unlike Ciel's that was straight. No doubt this was a mixture of her English and Scottish heritage.

Stepping out of the carriage her beautiful day dress swept behind her as she stood before them. Her green eyes locked onto Ciel and caused him to gasp. His cousin had grown into a beautiful woman. He remembered the happy teen who used to play with him when he was a child. Yet, the smile she once held, it was gone. The happiness that radiated from her all but a distant memory.

"Ciel..." She spoke softly as she gazed at her cousin. He had changed since she had seen him last. Then again last time she saw Ciel it was just after the funeral of her aunt and uncle. She walked forward and Ciel did the same. Ishbel was shocked when she suddenly felt her cousin's arms around her. His head pressed against the side of her chest.

"Bel." He murmured softly as he hugged her tighter. Slowly with a small smile she too wrapped her arms around him. Bardroy, Mey-Rin and Finnian all had tears in their eyes as they watched. Sebastian ignored the three as he stood by Tanaka. He watched the two as he took in the sight of the Lady Ishbel. She was indeed beautiful for a human, but her soul, it was rich and delicious. His mouth was practically drooling the moment she stepped out of the carriage.

He could feel his fangs elongating slightly behind his closed lips. "I am glad to see that you have made it safely home." Ciel's voice once again drew him from his thoughts.

"The ride was a long one I will admit." Bel spoke with a soft accent in her voice. She was English yes but there were hints of Scottish influence from her time there. "Thank you for letting me come here Ciel."

"You are a Phantomhive Bel. And a Phantomhive's place is here with family. Come let us get you settled. I am sure you are rather hungry correct?"

"Indeed I am." Ciel smiled as he took a hold of her hand and lead her inside.

"Sebastian, prepare lunch and some tea."

"Of course master." He bowed as they passed him by. Bel looked up at the tall handsome butler. Sebastian, he was already an interesting one she could tell. His features were soft and beautiful, and yet his eyes, they were almost animalistic in the way they watched everyone. She followed Ciel inside the Manor and to the outdoor eating area. It was a lovely day and Ciel found it fitting to dine in the sunlight.

Sebastian had found himself more and more curious of the newest member of the Phantomhive Manor. The young Lady Ishbel, or Bel, caused a sensation to stir inside Sebastian. A feeling he had not felt in a very long time. It wasn't just the hungering for her delicious soul, but another feeling arose, a feeling that crept up from the depths of his being. Like spider crawling out of a deep dark crack.

He wanted her.

Mind,

Body,

And soul. He wanted all of her.