AN: So this is a short Christmas one shot. It doesn't really have anything to do with the actual story because in case you haven't noticed, it's not even Christmas in the storyline yet. Anyways this is a short crossover with my other story enjoy!

Luciana was walking to the women's bathroom, yawning as the clock chimed twelve. 'Stupid demon butler…' She damned his sadistic streak, thinking back to how he tortured her with hours of lessons. 'It's Christmas Eve for god's sake!' Luce mentally grumbled, entering the bathroom and lighting a few candles. She proceeded to her evening regimen in a sluggish manner and didn't even bother to bathe, being way too tired for it.

Splashing water on her face, Luce watched it drip into the sink as several long black strands hung down like a curtain. She raised her head looking into a mirror to see an unfamiliar face and red eyes staring back at her. Her own eyes widened, face paling in a frightful shock, blinking she took in the image of a pale skinned woman with red-brown eyes and dark hair that shimmered a deep crimson in the light. She was frighteningly beautiful.

The woman raised an unimpressed eyebrow, as if what was happening didn't faze her at all. "Who are you if I may ask?" Her smooth, enchanting voice running shivers down Luciana's spine. 'Damn she's almost like a female Sebastian…' The thought made her laugh. Luce fanned herself, trying to calm her mirth. "That was not the reaction I was expecting." The mystery woman smirked.

"Ah – sorry." Luce wiped a small tear from her eye, "it's just – you reminded me of someone." Oh the thought of Sebastian dressed like a 19th century woman…hilarious.

"You haven't answered my question." The woman shifted her weight to one leg, tilting her hip outwards and revealing her upper left thigh through the slit of a black silk bathrobe. Damn she looked totally bad ass.

"Why should I tell my name to the stranger who popped into my mirror?" Luce tilted her head innocently with a small smirk of her own.

The woman chuckled. "If I appeared in your mirror then you also appeared in mine."

"Huh?" Luce furrowed her brows in thought. That explanation reminded an awful lot of two-way mirrors. 'We don't have two-way mirrors do we?' At least Ciel never said anything about that. "…Luciana Kaligan and you?"

"Alyssia della Luna a pleasure to meet you."

Luciana whistled at the fancy name, cocking her head curiously. "Ye a noble or somethin?"

"Or something." Alyssia gave an amused smirk.

Shrugging, Luce didn't really know what to say next. The situation was just odd. Why was there a person suddenly popping into her mirror? 'A damn hot one at that…' She shook her head trying to keep her thoughts on track. With a sigh Luce thought about her life since coming here. She supposed that nothing was ever really normal anymore. Jumping onto the counter she took a seat by the sink. All this standing was tiring her out even more. "So…why are you in my mirror?"

Alyssia hummed thoughtfully. "I don't know. Magic can be unpredictable." She lazily waved her hand.

"Magic?" Luce's eyes widened and she rubbed her forehead tiredly. "So let me guess. You're a witch?" Her inquisitive grey eyes met an amused brown-red stare.

"That's right." Her eyes flashed a wicked bloody crimson making Luciana nod in understanding. Of course there were witches. 'Demons exist why not everything else?' She rolled her eyes. "You're taking this quite well." The newly acclaimed witch subtly rolled her own eyes, mumbling quietly. "Well, at least there's someone who doesn't think witches are just old hags with copper pots." Luciana giggled shocking the mirror image. "I spoke out loud?" Luciana's laugh heightened, clutching her stomach whilst nodding. "No need to laugh." Alyssia sighed.

"I'm sorry it's just you are like the furthest thing from an old hag with yellowed teeth, green skin and a huge crooked nose." She forced out through her mirth.

The witch chuckled quietly. "Yet that is what humans tend to see us as." She shook her head at their ignorance.

"Not where I come from." Luce thought about the bunch of supernatural shows and movies where witches and any other supernatural being basically looked like a normal human being – if not several times hotter. Being reminded of her time, she decided to ask the witch a totally off-topic question. "So if you're a witch…" She looked to see if Alyssia was entirely focused on her and then continued, "what do you know about time travel?"

The woman adopted a serious look. "It is uncommon but not impossible. Why do you ask?"

Luce clicked her tongue reminding herself of her own stupidity. It may have led to some fun times but it was stupidity nonetheless. "I accidentally time traveled." She acquiesced with a sigh.

The witch burst into a cackle. "Dearie~ There is no such thing as accidental time travel."

"What?"

"It was predetermined." Alyssia shook her head with a wicked grin.

"The bloody hell it was!" Luce's eye twitched. "My idiotic curiosity got me into this mess." She clicked her tongue again. "Those stupid druids…" She wrinkled her nose and rubbed her face with an annoyed groan.

"Oh dearie~ Druids can't time travel." The witch sniggered.

"Yet I'm in the past because of their stone circle." She argued.

Alyssia tilted her head, her glowing crimson eyes scanning Luciana. "No, those circles aren't for time traveling. You are there because of a different reason."

"Which is?"

"Who knows?" Alyssia smirked calmly. "Magic is a funny thing dearie~."

Luce groaned. The new revelation annoyed her more than anything. 'Why the bloody hell do I torture myself with those lessons then?!' They were basically useless now.

A knock sounded from the door. "Luce who are you talking to?" Sebastian's voice sounded from behind it.

'Of course…' She deadpanned. 'Speak of the devil and he shall come.' Staring at the door with a blank look she turned her attention back to the mirror. Luce was greeted by her own confused stare. The mirror was empty. No red-haired witch stared back at her. With a sigh she hopped from the counter and opened the bathroom door, meeting the questioning stare of a demon. "Congrats. You're teaching has officially managed to make me hallucinate." She pushed past him mumbling about being too damn sleep deprived.

You can also read it from Alyssia's POV in her story: Anything but ignorant

Hope you enjoyed that!