A/N: sorry...for the long update...

CHAPTER THREE: LADY IN PINK

"What do we have here?", said a man behind her making her almost jump. It revealed a man with a pair of blue eyes and golden hair.

"Sorry, supposedly I should meet you earlier", said Reene apologetically as she bowed in front of the stunning man. She wore a pink dress contrasting her purple eyes and hid the orange one behind an eye patch.

"My brother, Marquess Zeklov and my father, Duke Valter send their regards to you, Viscount Druitt", said Reene as she placed her hand on her cheek.

"Don't call me like that. It makes me like an old man", said Druitt as he placed his arms around her, as if he was hugging her. "My lady", he whispered softly. "You do remind me of a certain girl", he said as he trailed his hands on her back making her almost jump in embarrassment.

"You've grown so much, Lady Reene. It's been years that I last met you. You know, at that time, you're only seven years old ", he said as he bowed.

"I'm so happy that you're coming to my party", said Alistar Chamber Druitt. "You've grown into a beautiful lady", he said then whistled playfully. "And you've grown old too, os-san" retorted Reene. She didn't care what she said. The viscount only laughed. (Os-san = Old man in Japanese)

"As for my birthday, may I have a night with you?," asked Viscount Druitt.

'Oh my god, do I have to dance with this old geezer?", thought Reene. 'Even though Viscount Druitt was A hottie but he was too old to my taste. What the hell', she thought.

It was then her father's voice reverberated in her mind. 'Don't do anything reckless and keep the viscount a company'.

And she agreed. Druitt placed his hand gently and pulled her nearer to him roughly. "Such a lovely face" he said as he touched the eyepatch she wore.

'You pervert, I'll kick your ass when the party is over' thought Reene Urameshi and again she felt someone had been staring at her. Then she scanned the ballroom and found that man with the bluish eyes and a black hair staring at her again.

Such a pair of lonely eyes. Such a longing expression. Longing for someone. They stared at each other. The man murmured something to his tutor and a chinese man who came with his girlfriend who looked like a doll. Both of the men stared at her and exchanged glances with each other.

She was lost in his deep gaze. It was then something wake her up to the real world when she felt something on her waist, lower than that. It was Druitt's hand. Such a casanova. 'I can't believe he sexually assaulted me without me knowing it' thought Reene. 'Pedophile' she added.

It was Druitt who had been rubbing her back smoothly. 'Don't do that, Viscount' she urged in embarassment. The viscound just chuckled as he looked at her now reddened cheeks. 'Don't be shy, little Reene' he said as he cupped her face. Her eyes widened at the close contact. He licked his lips tenderly eyeing her.

Reene could feel she was in danger of Viscount Druitt's sexual harassment. She needed to distract his attention. 'Druitt, who's that man over there? The one in blue coat?' asked Reene as she signalled Druitt with her eyes fixed on the stranger.

'Oh him'

'He's the youngest Earl in this country. He had been appointed as the Earl when he was only twelve years old' he said as he twirled her around repeatedly. Her pink dress was raised higher in the air to show her high heel shoes she was wearing.

She wore a pair of long knee length black fish net socks. Her eyes widened in suprise as she tried to cover her feet. She was looking at everyone around here only to notice that there were some men looking at her with interest. Her cheeks reddened at the attentions given by them.

'His name is Earl Ciel Phantomhive, the manufacturer of Funtom Company' added Viscount Druitt as he pulled her close.

'What do you think of him, Lady Reene?' asked Druitt as he stared at Reene who was right now staring at the man named Ciel Phantomhive.

'Mysterious' she said and added in her mind '..and sad'.

To be continued...