Hello, dear fanfic readers! if your reading this it means that you survived the first chapter of my first ever kuroshitsuji fanfic! good for you (and me)! thank you Paxloria, for being the first to reveiw. I genuinely appreciate that. that's the fastest I have ever gotten a review. As stated in the previous chapter, kuroshitsuji characters will be appearing. PLEASE ENJOY AND REVIEW! oh! and as a reminder, I DONT OWN THIS. JUST MY OC'S AND THE PLOT.

Faline stood up and looked around her. She was clearly in some kind of alley, and a dirty one at that. It was darkly lit by the twilight sky, but she could see the busted Wood crates and wrecked fence at the end. What kind of place was this? it didn't seem like any area she knew. The approaching night was making the air chilly, and she knew that it would change her soon. Jogging out of the alley, she took note of the strange buildings, all of them were the same stone, and the street was cobble stoned. Where the hell was she?! Then the memories came back in a single flash, almost like electricity through her body. She had gone to see someone, someone who could help her? Yes, the old woman, she had said that she would do something for her in the future? What the fuck did that mean?! All she knew was that she was in a strange new place without a clue, and the old crone hadn't even helped her with her curse. speaking of which...she could feel it starting, the slow change of her body from girl to feline. It always stung a bit, but every fiber of ones self being altered would hurt, wouldn't it? It always started with the tail and ears. She could feel them forming,her skin tearing slightly, and the hair slowly began to cover her body as she shrunk. It would seem that she wasn't going to find anywhere to hide for the night. Oh well, stray cats were common in dirty slums right? That was truly the only way that she could describe it now that she had a cats sense of smell; dirty and disgusting, despite the serene way the dimly lit fire lamp posts illuminated the stone street in a soft glow. It was quiet, and peaceful, even if it was unpleasant to the olfactory senses. She started running down the street silently in her cat form, the gently glowing half-moon illuminating her bright green eyes and shining on her sleek black form.

After running around for another twenty minuets, because really she couldn't do much else, she faced another problem. Her stomach rumbled obnoxiously. When was the last time she had eaten? She didn't think that it had been THAT long, but then again, who knows how long she had been laying on the ground. She WAS a cat, but resorting to eating the vermin she could detect around her was definitely a last resort, even if she was hungry. She had never really been out as a cat before, she had always just slept in her room or found a place to hide and rest until dawn. So now she had two problems, shelter AND food. Though she wouldn't consider herself to be in a wonderful financial situation in her current temporary home, she had never truly HAD to go without food before. Nora made sure of that, and despite all of her denial, she missed her current foster-mother. Moving was getting her nowhere (actually, she had gone quite far), she needed a plan. First, she would have to find a place to sleep, tomorrow, once she had turned back into herself, she would have to watch the locals, learn how to blend. Her hunger would have to wait, at least until she could go out in public in confidence. She did however, eventually find an old wooden crate in another, less filthy, alley.

* flash forward to morning

Faline woke up quickly, and in a panic. The minute she became even slightly conscious she knew that something was wrong. She shot up from her sleeping position and looked around quickly for about ten seconds before she remembered where she was. she had come here last night to sleep and hide. Her next action was to scout out the area quietly and without drawing too much attention to herself. She crept out from the crate that had been her chosen sleeping area slowly and made her way to the end of the alley. Peeking her head slightly around the corner, she saw that she appeared to be in a...less advanced?... town in what would seem to be a european country. England perhaps? She could hear the accents of the people quietly chatting down the street from her, though they seemed to be the only people around. She could only see the four men, which she thought was odd, and a carriage parked near them. From what she could see,the men dressed in a way similar to those in her history text books, which, unfortunately, probably meant that women wore dresses. This would be a problem. She hadn't exactly had time to pack before her "departure" and even if she had, her wardrobe consisted of nothing that even remotely resembled a dress. Now not only was she hungry, VERY HUNGRY, but she would stick out like a very sore, improper thumb. She had to re-priortitize. She would first need to acquire some money, then proper attire, and THEN food. Time to tighten her belt, she supposed. Her clothes were indecent, and she needed new ones. Clothes required money, money would mean a job, and a job would demand that she be presentable. Did women even work here?

Her train of thought was broken when she noticed a kid wandering alone. She was a little surprised to see him, and he seemed to have some out of nowhere. The boy must have been about 7 years old and he was simply wandering down the street unaccompanied by any form of guardian. Maybe that was normal here? Her next thought was going to be whether or not to ask him were his mommy was but then she heard the cart approaching from down the street. She anxiously waited for the boy to get out of the road, but he didn't even seem to be aware that it was there. She grew increasingly nervous as the cart didn't slow it's pace. Her heart started to pound in her ears and she could hear the blood rushing in her head. What was he doing?! She finally broke down and ran after him. The cart was so close! she wasn't going to make it! With a small scream, she pulled him out of the carts path and landed hard on the cobblestone, with only a second to spare. Laying on the cold stone and panting hard, she looked over to the boy and saw that he was crying. She then turned her had to look at the cart driver and discovered that he wasn't there, the cart had sped up and was still making its way down the street. The bastard didn't even stop! What is wrong with people here?! She then proceeded to yell at the boy, whose foolishness had almost cost them both of their lives. She tried to calm herself down, and after a few deep breaths, asked him where his mother was and why he was playing in the street alone.

"Well damn" she thought, "so much for thank you. I ran into traffic for you, no big fucking deal"

" What do you think you're doing?!" came an angry voice from behind her. "that boy was on my list!Right here! Jacob G Smith, gets hit by a cart and bleeds to death after being disowned for being deaf, see! Are you trying to make my job difficult?!"

Faline spun around. she hadn't even heard anyone approach her! And hadn't she just looked behind her ten seconds ago?! she had to look UP to see this man. At least she thought it was a man. This guy had a red complex or something, his jacket, his glasses, his hair (that was grown far down his back), and even his...lipstick?...What the hell?! He was holding a chainsaw. Did people have chainsaws here?! Why chainsaws and not cars!? She had turned to run away when he grabbed her shoulders and spun her around, he looked like he was going to start swinging until he really LOOKED at her. After a few seconds he let go of her and put his hands on his hips (in a very feminine manner, actually), ran his other hand thoughtfully through his hair.

"Well, you're not even a shinigami are you? how very scandilous! Will is going to be sooo upset with me though." Faline looked at him as if he was a two headed flying giraffe, to give a brief and accurate description.

"Well don't look at me like THAT" He said, placing his hands on his very narrow hips.

Faline had to take a moment to remember what a shinigami was. A reaper of some kind, if she recalled correctly. This guy, however, didn't look like he would make a very impressive shinigami. In fact, he looked like a tranny nerd. She slowly realized that she had just messed up his reaping. As a rule, its only possible for a shinigami to alter a fated death, but, seeing as she was from another universe, she could only assume she was an X factor of sorts.

"You're insane" she said, playing the part of an ignorant teenage girl, "and unless you can help me, then I'm getting the hell outta here"

"Ohh, but i cant let you leave, I'm REQUIRED to take you to will...but, it could be so INTERSTING to see this play out..." The red tranny, that's what she had decided to mentally call him, seemed to be talking more to himself. Faline was getting fed up with this guy, and she was still hungry and was slowly growing thirsty.

"Look guy, I need a job, a place to stay, maybe, and some FUCKING FOOD, and unless you can help me out with that, get the fuck out of my face." she instantly regretted revealing her vulnerable situation to a complete stranger, and a seemingly crazy one at that.

"oooh a feisty little nipper aren't you?! but i think I have an arrangement that will help us both..."

This, could not be a good idea...but hey, what is life without a little risk right?

* flash forward

Faline and the red tranny (whose name she eventually learned during their walk was Grell) approached a creepy looking shop in a dark and dirty street in town. The doors were framed nicely with skull tiki, coffins and a large sign over the door read "UNDERTAKER".

"YOU WANT ME TO WORK HERE?!"

"Of course, doesn't this solve all your problems? Food, shelter and work? and I get to watch this little incident-to-be unfold..."

Faline shuddered as a rat ran across her foot. What had she just gotten herself into?

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Okay, that concludes chapter 2! I appreciate reviews! and follows are nice too, i always try to do weekly updates with my stories and make them as long as possible without being boring. So, if you couldn't tell, the shinigami are going to play the larger role with Faline in this story, but i think i have a job for Sebastian and ciel in my script. its 9:30 and I have to go to school tomorrow so im gonna leave you guys here for now. Hope you enjoyed this chapter, the next one will be more exiting.