(Thanks so much for all the reads and stuff last chapter. I'm currently remaking these chapters with not much to work with. I started this story when I was 11, so here I am, reading over it and face palming at how horrible and cheesy it is, so please bare with me! ^^")

Kimberly kneeled over the roof of a building. She watched over Sebastian and Ciel, knowing she had to make sure they were ok. She hadn't been able to watch over her little brother when he was still a younger child, she was determined to do it now that she can be with him. You see, after Kimberly's mother died, she was afraid things would never go back to normal. Her father hardly talked, only smiled to cheer her up, she was scared for him. Until one day, he met a new woman. She was beautiful, she had big, blue eyes, honey colored hair, she was a real beauty. But she was afraid that if her father got too close to this woman, he would forget about her mother. The mother she took after in more than one way. Of course, her protests and outbursts didn't matter to her father when it came to the new woman, they married whether she liked it or not. Of course, her new stepmother was nice enough to her, she just didn't want to feel like she was betraying her mother.

After Ciel was born, she quickly felt replaced, but when she saw him, his big blue eyes and dark hair he got from his father, all that jealousy and anger was gone. She immediately felt the responsibility to watch over the baby boy. Which she did, whenever their mother would be knitting or didn't have time to play with Ciel all the time, Lizzy would come over, or Kimberly would play with him. She kept him safe from harm, loving her new baby brother. But like all fairy-tales, hers came to an end. Her demonic side had begun to act up, she was rapidly becoming more and more dangerous, more quick-tempered, she became more frightened of herself as the days carried on. She had an outburst one day and nearly killed a maid, which was when her stepmother found out about it. She wasn't treated the same afterwards, the woman who had once treated her as her own now treated her like a wild animal that could bite her hand off at any given moment. Her own father even backed up his new wife instead of his daughter, although his love for her never changed. She was sent away to France, her stepmother not wanting her anywhere near her, and Victor had a brother who lived with his wife in France. She lived with them for a long time, getting word about them dying, about Ciel's body having never been found and finally went back to England to look for him when she got the chance, when he returned, she made the decision to never leave her brother's side again, to always protect him.

She shook her head to shake the memories away from her mind and returned to the task at hand. She watched as Sebastian began to fawn over a cat and Ciel scolded him. She found it boring, but knew she had to keep her guard up, as if on cue, a scream sounded from the nearby house. She had to force herself from standing up on instinct and waited for the door in the alleyway to open up. She narrowed her eyes as she saw that butler from earlier, Grell Sutcliff. She tried to hold back a small growl, but it still rumbled lowly in the back of her throat. She was sure she saw Sebastian's eyes shift to the roof where she was, but when she looked directly at him, he was glaring at Grell, making sure he didn't get too close to Ciel. Figuring it was her imagination, she went back to glaring at the butler, who was splattered with blood and fumbling over his words for an excuse for the blood and the scream.

Kimberly didn't exactly find it hard to believe, but at the same time, she didn't expect for the butler to be some murderer. She tried her best to listen in on the conversation, she tried to keep herself held down onto the roof so that Ciel wouldn't know she had followed him, like she had been forbidden to do. Though the task was becoming increasingly harder to do, as she watched the Butler, reveal himself to be a Shinigami. Though she continued to try her hardest to keep herself restrained. She bit her bottom lip to stop herself from letting out sounds of anger, or surprise as the scene continued to unravel. She found herself staring down at Madam Red, Ciel's aunt, standing by the Shinigami's side. She knew she should head back to the city manor, she should stay there and act like she had never seen anything, but her curiosity kept her there. She slowly crept down from the roof and into the darkness of the shadows, keeping as stealthy as a cat. She remained in the shadows, covered from sight and had to bite down on her lip harder than she probably should have when she saw that the reaper had began to attack Sebastian. Her breath hitched in the back of her throat, caught there like someone had stolen her breath.

Her attention varied between Sebastian, who was fighting the reaper like the battle was a game he was a master at. She admired him for a bit longer than she should have and in no time, she realized she situation Ciel was in. She was itching to rush to Ciel's aid, but that would be betraying him. Madame Red was cornering him, a knife in her hand. She lifted it to stab him, she was about to jump out to save him when Sebastian appeared behind Madam Red faster than she could see, about to kill her on the spot, when Ciel ordered him not to.

"Stop, Sebastian!" he ordered, remaining still and watching Madam Red, whose eyes began to tear up and she screamed out in frustration.

Kimberly knew she couldn't stay there for much longer, her curiosity of how the battle would end had been settled. She wasn't fully aware of what had happened until after it happened. She found herself standing on all fours, suddenly much warmer, but colder and more bare at the same time. She was now in the form of a cat, larger than a normal cat of course, but a cat none the less. Her black, sleek, fur seemed to shine in the little bit of moonlight there was. Her bright, violet eyes almost glowed in the dark and she quickly went to move under a nearby cart. She watched the scene carefully for a few moments before sighing a bit and sprinting from under the cart and out of the alleyway. She wanted to stick around, if only to make sure nothing happened to them, but knew that if she did, not only would she get in trouble, but she might see something she wouldn't want to. She might risk throwing herself in front of Ciel, resulting in getting hurt and ruining the whole thing for them.

She scrambled down the bricked sidewalk, sprinting and trying to keep friction in each step, though the puddles and jagged pieces of broken glass made it difficult for her to safely maneuver to the city house.

A clap of thunder roared in the sky, her fur bristled, puffing up with surprise and fear and went to move faster, but the rain began quickly afterwards and she was weighed down by the water soaking her fur. She knew she wasn't that far from where they were staying while in town, but she couldn't go much further without getting hurt. Already, she could hardly see where she was going.

The only real solution was to wait until the storm had at least died down a bit, though she prayed that Sebastian and Ciel wouldn't return and find that her room was empty. She laid down under a box, finding it to be the driest spot she could see at the moment and laid her head down on her paws, deciding to relax until the storm had died.

~~~~Epic Time Skip of Kitty-ness~~~~

Of course she had fallen asleep. What else did she think would happen if she laid down. She had awoken when the rain had already gone, the moon was still peeking out from behind the clouds. Kimberly stood up, still a cat, and stretched, yawning a bit and emerging from the box. She knew she had to hurry back, starting at a trot, then moving to a sprint in the direction of the dark house she and her brother were to stay at. She knew she very well couldn't enter the house at this stage, so she went over to the tree closest to the house, climbing it the best she could, although she still found it rather difficult considering the bark was wet. She finally made it, balancing just barely on the flimsy branch that grew close to the window that lead into her room. She perched herself on the edge of the window and very gently, so that she wouldn't fall or make any noise, she entered the room, pushing the window open.

"Well, look who arrived. Welcome back, lady Kimberly," a familiar, deep voice said, his crimson eyes burning into the cat.