I walked along behind the red cloaked stranger, the promise of food hanging in my mind.

'It'll be ok. He can't be that bad.' My mind decided and I assured myself that everything would be fine.

I still hadn't said a word to him, but he had managed to start a conversation based on yes or no questions.

"May I know your name?"

No.

"Well either way, my name is Sebastian Michaelis. Do you live around these parts?"

Yes.

"Do you have a family?"

No.

"Hmm. I see. I won't pry further Kitten."

That was another thing. As I had not told him my name, he had taken to calling me Kitten. And further past that, he seemed to enjoy my appearance very much. Not in a physical or sexual way, but my ears and tail specifically. He often stared at them almost longingly.

"Here we are."

I was broken out of my thoughts by his voice and the fact I bumped into him lightly. Panicked, but still not wanting to talk, I looked up at him, an apologetic look in my eyes. He seemed to understand, as he smiled back at me and once again petted my head. After being petted a second time, I looked up at our destination in awe.

Standing before us was a magnificent mansion with a large wall around it. Through the front gate, you could see the gardens and the wide pebbled trail leading to the front door. I stared up at it in absolute amazement, my eyes shining with excitement.

"In we go then." Sebastian's voice broke me out of my trance. I nodded my head slowly and began to follow him through the gates. They made a low creaking sound as they opened and closed again. I became aware of everything around me, the gardens and the sound of our footsteps on the ground, the double doors we were approaching that connected to the house behind them, and most of all, the man leading me into them.

He opened the giant door and we stepped into a grand foyer coloured with blues and browns. The whole thing was rather simple, but elegant. While I stood in awe of the size of the place, I didn't notice Sebastian walking up the stairs and towards wherever we were going.

"Kitten, are you coming?" I snapped out of my daze again and saw him standing at the top of the stairs. I nodded and ran over to him, bouncing up the stairs as I went, then giving him a smile to continue when I got there. He smiled back at me and begun walking, turning down the hall to the left.

We walked in silence for a while before we reached another set of doors. I was so in awe of the house, I completely forgot that I was supposed to be here for food.

"Wait here a moment, Kitten." I nodded and Sebastian smiled, ruffling my hair before disappearing into the room.

It was a moment before I could hear anything, but two voices began speaking, one of them unmistakably Sebastian's, but the other sounded more like a childs. After a moment, the voices got louder.

"What do you mean you brought home another cat? I told you that I hate cat's, I'm allergic to them!!"

My ears flattened sadly.

"Oh, but this one is different, very different indeed, my young lord."

I heard a loud, frustrated sigh.

"Very well, bring it in."

Footsteps.

The door opened and I saw Sebastian with a sly smile on his face. He didn't say anything, only ushered me inside and closed the door behind me.

A young boy sat in a large chair before me. His blueish hair covered one eye, which was covered with an eyepatch. He was dressed smartly, in a blue suit with a white undershirt. Rabbit ears the same shade as his hair twitched on his head.

"My name is Ciel Phantomhive and I am the Lord of this house. Who are you?"

He looked disgusted with me. I couldn't see any reason why he would be. An allergy shouldn't mean he had to hate me, surely?

I could feel my body shaking and a lump in my throat was preventing me from speaking.

"Well? I asked you a question. Who are you?" Ciel repeated.

I flinched at the harshness in his voice before feeling a presence at my side.

"Kitten, I know it makes you uncomfortable, but you must respond." I turned to see Sebastian standing beside me and relaxed a little. Right. I could do this. It's just talking. Just... talking. Deep breath.

"Pleased to meet you Lord Phantomhive. My name is (First) (Last). I apologise for my earlier behaviour, I have lived alone for so long that I seem to have forgotten how to talk to other people. Especially ones with such a title as 'Lord'."

I hadn't spoken in so long, but voice felt like sandpaper in my throat, but I sounded ok. Hopefully. The young lord seemed a little shocked at first, but that soon enough changed to an amused smile.

"Pleased to meet you as well, Miss (Last). Would you come closer please?" His voice was polite and so I did as he asked, now standing a few steps from him, with only his desk between us. A moment passed before he spoke again.

"Well it would seem that I am not allergic to this girl." He said, addressing Sebastian instead of me. "Very well Sebastian. You may do as you wish."

I stood confused. It would seem that the Lord Phantomhive had approved of me in some way, and yet it was Sebastian I was being given to?

Sebastian bowed and motioned for me to do the same, before we both left the room.

"Um... Mr Sebastian, what were you talking about in there?" I asked as we walked down the hallway.

"Please, just call me Sebastian." I nodded my head and motioned for him to continue. "Let me ask you, would you like to live here? Not as a maid, or anything of the like, but as my guest. You would be well cared for, I assure you."

I thought it over. It wasn't like I had anywhere else to go. I smiled and nodded my head.

This, was my second mistake.