Sorry for the late update!

Its been hectic for the time being, but i've finally found some time to finish the chapter

I'll try now to both lengthen the content and shorten the time taken

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Chapter Three; Introuctions

'My my my. What little goodies do we have today?"

"Hehe, this time their younger like you wanted right? And they're special too!"

"Fu fufu ~ Special? In what way my lovelies?"

"Well, mine's an Earl!"

"…A duke."

"Hehe, mine beats all of yours, I brought a King! A king of a whole ninja world! We did well right?"

"How marvelous, a duke, an Earl, and a King. At such a young age as well, splendid."

"Ahem, your highness, If I may interrupt this conversation… Having them so young, surely the time in which they last would be shortened as well?"

"Now now Julian, do not belittle our guests."

"I am merely stating the facts my lord, however, where is the…rest of the council?"

"Such pestering already, at least wait until I've sat down…There, now I can answer your question. I've sent them on a nice little ice cream treat somewhere in the last world we visited. It seems that they've become uninterested in welcoming the new guests so I let them go have a little fun for now. Do not worry too much Julian, they will be joining us shortly."

"Your highness the council should not be able to have 'breaks' whenever they feel like, not to mention-"

"Shush now Julian, can you not see that our guests are waiting? Now come out and introduce yourselves, Julian, girls."

Following closely from that lone sentence, a man appeared on the carefully decorated chair in the center of the room. His attire, bizarre. His voice, sinister. Perched loosely on his abnormal strands of silvery white hair, was a small colbalt crown that seemed to imply everything but royalty. Covering his face was a clown like mask that was completely white with the exception of three sapphire curves that marked two smiling eyes and a wide slitted smile. What would be perfect for a frightening clown. Steadying his elbow on one of the arms of the chair, he allowed his head to rest against his hand while he spoke once more, this time calling for, Julian and girls?

The three poor and confused souls could only stare in uncertainty at the suddenly appearing presences. Being called upon, four more figures joined on either side of the mysterious 'royalty'. Like what they had heard, three female and one male. In fact, the three girls looked exactly the same, but it was as if they were vigilantly color coordinated. Each had a specific color, but what the three did not know was that each color would represent themselves. Royal blue for the formable Earl, Ever green for the outwardly cheerful Duke, and silvery grey for the honorable king, that same tinge of grey which had led Miharu to this strange place. Recognizing her, he managed to speak. Though his voice still contained the underlying layer of curiosity, a hint of disapproval weaved through his speech. After all, the darkness and chilling aura was not at all comfortable.

"Who are you…Where is this?"

Although the sentence consisted of only two questions, the tone at which it was muttered was visibly uninterested. No matter where, Miharu was still apathetic, it was what defined him. The taunting grey eyes drifted to the questioning boy, and with another excessively sweet giggle she replied to him nonchalantly, happily accepting the recognition.

"Me? Of course I'm the one who helped you get out of that dull watery prison and brought you here! Welcome to Noir! Grand isn't it Mr. King?"

Her arms expanded outwards as she twirled in a circle, as if showing the image of a majestic painting. Seeing the blank expressions, she laughed again, as if reminded of something. Tapping a finger on her cheek she spoke once more, harmless patronizing,

"Ooh, that's right, you can't see anything but darkness can you? How sad, so corrupted at such a young age."

Before Miharu could speak again, it was Ciel who decided it was time to figure out the answer to such ridiculous events. From the sidelines, Ciel had observed. He had observed each of the unknown persons carefully, and the situation, but none of it made sense. He had called for his servant, yet obtained no answer. He had demanded his order, yet still nothing was given to him. Something wasn't right, could it be that the curse was removed? No. Not until he achieved his goal. Not until his soul was given as the price. The only resolution would come from query and answer, so it was this that he did. Common sense and Ciel's upbringing allowed him to sweep a critiqued bow to the nameless royalty before speaking carefully.

"Your highness, allow me to introduce myself. I am Ciel Phantomhive."

Gazes changed direction and drifted to the eye patched figure. With a laugh of amusement, the masked man clapped his hands together. What intriguing things, and such formality! Another reason to take this step by step, savour the moments; after all, killing with a knife was much more satisfying then with the bothersome rapidity of the gun. There were so many possibilities, yet so little time.

"My dear Ciel, what a lovely name. There is no need to be so courteous, in any case, we are the ones that should be introducing ourselves. Now, how about we show our guests a proper welcome? Let's get out of this dreary darkness for now."

With a simple wave of hands, the atmosphere changed. The aura of darkness was finally lifted from the never-ending space. Instead, the 'guests' found themselves in the midst of a garden, white Victorian table in sight, and on top laid the typical assets of a traditional English afternoon tea. Pastries, lined in the stacked metal plates, the delicious smell of freshly brewed tea seeping from the minute and delicate cups. For two, it was not irregular scenery, but for Miharu, it was only something found in confusing western novels such as 'Alice in Wonderland'. Somehow, wonderland was seemingly not so wonderful. The first setting, Victorian England.

The larger one of the chairs was pulled out by the man named Julian and with a swift movement, the royalty sat comfortably down. Taking a tea cup with a ringed index finger, he raised the cup and motioned for the three boys to sit down. Miharu wondered, if there was such things as ninjas here too, in this extremely vivid dream of his. Maybe they knew of the Shinrabansho, and maybe the three of them were brought here because each were 'important'. They did say one was an Earl another a duke, what ever those were. Miharu shrugged to himself, it was merely a dream, an illusion formed just like that water like prison, so there was nothing to fear of. Taking the edge of a chair, he pulled it out before sitting down and reviewing his choices of food, interested in what this kind of food would taste like.

Ciel on the other hand disliked the idea of eating something which he was not sure of, but now was not the time to be skeptical of everything, so he too joined the table. This sort of arrangement was prepared only a matter of moments before, in the comfort of the Phantomhive household. However now, it seemed like worlds away. Like everything had only started now, and the past was to blur out of view, but that was impossible. Ciel dwelled in the past, his existence was in the past, his purpose of life was decided then, so no matter what were to happen, he would continue to chase after what he wanted. Something lost will never return. He would never forget. Or was it forgive?

Oz stood, confusion percolating from every pore of his body. Where was this? What was going on? And why in the world did these two boys that like him should be wondering the same thing sit down so easily? Even so, it was tempting. Everything was tempting. The delicious looking food that suddenly reminded him of his missing breakfast, the bright yet out of place scenery, and the not to say the three cute girls which stared anticipating for him to finish the set. As long as this wasn't the abyss, he was going to be fine. After all, he was never alone. Mentally and physically, Jack was always there, even if he didn't want him to be. Deciding against his rational thoughts, Oz brought a grin to his face before bouncing into his seat.

Seeing that the three guests were seated, the three girls did the same, two sitting on either side of the royalty while the green figure found herself perched easily onto the arm of the larger chair. Julian was the only one who remained standing, dutifully beside him. Taking the cup which was already in his hand, the royalty brought it to the slit on the mask which marked his mouth and poured. Surprisingly, there was no liquid which trickled down the pure white mask. Finishing it, he set it down to the table once more before continuing with his sing song voice.

"Let me introduce myself, I am Malus, the 'ruler' of Noir, and the people you see in front of you are my loyal subjects. Muru, Olia, Catt and Julian. But before I go any further,why don't you tell me about yourselves. "

There was a silence as Malus waited patiently for one of the boys to speak up. Unsurprisingly it was Oz who spoke first. With a sunny grin and a wave he told them of his name, and without anything else that came to mind, he continued with his age.

"I'm Oz Vesallarious, and I'm fifteen years old."

Sighing inaudibly, Ciel followed on. In a place like this, the last thing he should do would be to be rude. Of course, this would stimulate a answer also from Miharu. What was the harm?

"As I said before, I am Ciel Phantomhive. Though insignificant, my age is thirteen."

"..I'm Miharu Rokujo, fourteen."

"Fufufu~ How young! We welcome you to Noir, a place where your 'fate' will be decided. Now enjoy yourselves, because things will begin to change soon. Do not worry yourselves too much, but do be wary that this isn't just a dream sweet Miharu; That your faithful demon would no longer be at right hand to you here dear Ciel; And the help of your past lives wouldn't be of use here either darling Oz. For now, it will just be you, and what you see. However, not everything you see will be good for you. But don't fret my dears, in any case, life is, just a game."

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