I wandered around, picking up the helm of my dress so I would not trip. I tried very hard to remember about the events that happen after these.
But all of it just ended up in a blank sheet. Like I said, it was as if there were no such anime as Kuroshitsuji, also known as Black Butler.

Heaving the last sigh for the day, I plopped onto my makeshift bed, located in an abandoned warehouse, and soon found myself having a nightmare.


It was dark. There were no natural lighting at all. No moon, no stars.

A deep voice spoke up, but it was in a foreign language. Latin, maybe?

A chorus of chants followed thereafter. Now, I'm getting scared. I perspired heavily, sweat making my clothes cling to my skin. I was on a long table, illuminated by a few candles. A man in a robe hovered over me. Somehow I had a hunch about his next actions.

Just as I have predicted, he raised up his arms, bringing the knife he was holding into view. The sinister looking knife came down on me just as I have shouted "No!" .


I woke up with a jolt and gasped for air, trying to get as much oxygen into my lungs as I can. I have only calmed down for five seconds, when I let out an ear-piercing scream.

"Ahhh!"

Looking around, I realized that I was no longer in my earlier dress, but instead in a while nightgown. Then came another scream beside me.

"Ahhh!"

I turned to my left, only to be greeted by Ciel's trashing and light kicking. A few seconds passed before I recovered from my initial confused state, then I realized my current predicament. I'm in the same bed as Ciel Phantomhive. Letting out another shriek in Ciel's face, I quickly scrambled out of the bed (only to tumble down to the floor), and looked at Sebastian, searching for answers on his face. Obviously the demon butler could not hide his amusement as he burst out laughing briefly and resumed his natural expression, before Ciel could lecture him for laughing at the former.

"Wh-what ... " I left my question hanging.

"Good morning, my lord and my lady. Today's breakfast is poached salmon and mint salad." Sebastian introduced as he skillfully poured tea from an elegant-looking teapot. "To go with it, we have either toast, scones or pain de campagne," a pause came before he continued "What would you like?" "A scone," came the reply from the still sleepy Ciel. He must have been cut short from his slumber because of my screaming.

"Excellent choice, my lord. What would you like to have then, my lady?" Sebastian interrupted my daydream and waited for my answer. "Huh?" Hold on, I still remember this. This was episode one. "A scone for her too, Sebastian. Cut to the chase and explain it to her. We don't have time for the formalities" grumbled the Earl. "Very well then, my lord. However, to the contrary, we indeed do have a lot of time on our hands. Nonetheless, I shall begin with the explanation," the butler replied, ever so patient.


"So you mean to tell me that right now, I - I mean, we are back to the beginning of the whole anime - in other words, story?!" Ciel winced from my outburst while Sebastian's gloved hand flew up to my mouth, muffling my shouts. "Your loudness is giving me a headache," the earl grumbled before replying me with a nod. "Mind your manners though. Although we're in this together," he scowled at the word 'together', "you are not considered to be on the same level as me. Therefore, do not act like we're close". I noticed that he stress on the word 'Therefore'. I gulped, before nodding my head, "Yes, Ciel - I mean, Lord Phantomhive".

"So," I started timidly, afraid of Ciel's authorative voice. God, how can a 13-year-old be so ... so ... "Demanding". I spun around to see Sebastian smirking at me (oh god, he's so sexy. I can't even ... Wait, is there a God in this world? I mean, he's a demon). "Wait ... How did you even know what I was thinking about?"

"I am able to listen to your thoughts. And yes, I have listened to what you said about me. 'Sexy', was it?" He used his free hand, the one with no glove, to close my gaping mouth. The gloved hand was balancing a pile of dirty dishes i.e. cups, saucers and plates. After I recovered from my mad blushing at his revelation, I felt bad for him having to carry all the dishes alone, when I was one of the two (the other being Ciel) who ate and contributed to that pile. I took half of the pile from him, ignoring his protests and asked him to lead the way to the kitchen.

"Yes, the lord can be a little demanding sometimes, but I'll have to put up with it. Only this way, my dinner will give me a satisfying feeling," he explained. I nodded, sensing the truth in his explanation. "By the way, you looked confused when you just woke up. Didn't you know that I brought you to the Phantomhive manor last night?" the butler asked. "Last night?" I questioned. "I assumed that you knew. With the way that you were trashing about when I was carrying you". I would have squealed at the thought that the almighty Sebastian was carrying me, but now's not the time for that. I was trashing about? Snippets of the dream - nope, nightmare came back to me. I shuddered while I relayed the memory to an understanding Sebastian. Who, by the way, comforted me by petting my back (Kyaaa!) "If I may say something, it seems like you dreamt of Master's ordeal". Sebastian stopped in his tracks after I looked at him, puzzled. "Well, I think you forgot about his past but let's not talk about it anymore. We have a Mr. Hugues coming in about an hour's time. We better hurry". With that he sped into the kitchen, preparing the necessary for Mr. Hugues, the authority from the history of the Roman Empire's visit.