The doors to the library opened once more, and a young boy entered. His hair was black, he was wearing an eyepatch, but his exposed eye was a bright blue. He was dressed in the strangest fashion- shoes with buckles, high socks, and a green short suit decorated with ornate buttons.

The boy walked across the marble floor slowly, and the maid rushed to pull his chair out for him. Her hand were shaking as she poured his tea for him and placed it in front of him. "Thank you, Mey-Rin. You are excused. I will ring for you when I am finished here." He addressed her.

Mey-Rin scurried from the room in a hurry, leaving the Elric brothers staring at the strange boy before them. The young lord took a sip of his tea and surveyed the pair in front of him. He glared at Alphonse with an expression of disdain. "Why are you wearing a suit of armor? Haven't you been travelling?"

"Well, yes, it's part of m-"Alphonse began, but was cut off by Edward.

"He has to wear it. Fuhrur's orders." He said quickly.

The boy turned his attention to Edward, giving him a similar, unsatisfied expression. "Right, it doesn't matter anyway." He took another sip of his tea. "I am the Earl Phantomhive, as you must know. I have requested that her Majesty send me the most qualified persons to assist me in finding my butler, Sebastian." He looked them both up and down again. "I suppose that would be the pair of you."

Ed didn't like this little snob's tone of voice. "I'm the state alchemist, Edward Elric. This is my brother, Alphonse. He is an alchemist as well. I'm sure you'll find we are plenty 'qualified' to find your butler."

Ciel shook his head slowly. "I don't think you quite understand. Sebastian is not just any butler. He is an intricate part of this estate, and he has…skills beyond the average servant. He would not just leave, nor would he be easily taken away."

"Maybe he just left because you're a goddamn brat..." Edward thought to himself. However, out loud, he said "Then what do you think happened to him?"

Ciel straightened himself, glaring at Edward. "If I knew that, I wouldn't be calling in a search party for him." Ciel sighed deeply. "He has been gone for two weeks. I have already had my other servants contact anyone whom I thought may have been involved…They have turned up with nothing. However, there is one more person who they were unable to contact in terms of questioning."

Ed's blood was boiling, and he was trying to control his temper. Alphonse could see him ready to explode, and quickly asked, "Who is the person they couldn't contact? Ed and I will find him."

"His name is…Grell. He was the butler of my late Aunt." Ciel explained.

"And why do you think Grell would know where your butler is? Were they friends?"

Ciel laughed softly and shook his head. "No, actually, Grell had a bit of a…obsession with Sebastian. A bit of a 'kink' for him, you might say. And even if Grell doesn't know where Sebastian is, I could bet that he would be more than willing to assist in finding him, because of reasons stated prior."

"Okay, so where do you think we could find Grell?" Edward asked impatiently. If all they had to do to find Ciel's butler was to find this first butler, how hard could it possibly be?

"You could start by finding a man called William T. Spears. He could be considered to be…Grell's keeper, of sorts."

Edward sighed. "Okay, and where can we find him?" Edward was getting annoyed with this task, which seemed to be a trail of finding someone in order to find someone else in order to find Sebastian. Why was he always given these pointless, convoluted missions?

Ciel scoffed. "Don't you think that if I knew that, I would have sent my servants out after him?" He pulled out a folded and sealed piece of parchment from his jacket pocket, placing it on the table and pushing it towards Edward. "Here. Go speak with an informant of mine. This is his address and all the information you will need. At the bottom, there is a phrase written. When he asks you for his payment…Just read him what it says."

Edward took the paper and hastily shoved it into his pocket. "Great, so, is that all the information you have for us? If so, we'll get started right away."

Ciel nodded. "Of course, I will be sending you with my personal carriage driver, who will attend to all of your lodging needs and meals while you are out finding Sebastian. Anything you need, just tell him, and he will provide you with it."

Ed gaped at Ciel. "Carriage driver? Don't you mean car driver?"

Ciel laughed lightly. "I saw that contraption you pulled up in. If you would like, you may go searching in your own means of transportation. My carriage driver cannot operate those…things, but he will gladly accompany you and your driver."

Ed didn't even bother to ask why England was so far behind, he simply nodded and stood. "Your driver should come with us in the car. It will be much quicker."

Ciel nodded and reached behind me, pulling on a string that made a distant bell ring. Within a minute, Mey-Rin rushed back into the room, bowing at Ciel. "Mey-Rin, have the driver prepare for a journey. He will be accompanying our guests in their…car."