Sumiko's Training

Okay! So anyone who's read my Free! fanfic 'Makoto's Girlfriend' should be familiar with Sumiko! Well, here is her backstory of sorts! And no, you don't need to read that fanfic to understand this one, as it is merely a prequel.

Also this fanfic should be in Sumiko's POV for the most part, except when she isn't present in the scene, in which case it will switch to third person.

I do not own Black Butler/Kuroshitsuji.

My training would be complete soon. It would be five seconds here, but in my own reality, it would be much longer.

You see, my name is Sumiko Tatsuno. I am a True Love Agent in training. For the final part of my training, I was told to choose between getting together three couples here, or going back in time to hook up a couple in another land, for a couple that would affect our world. It's obvious why the second choice had only one couple, yet was millions of times harder.

If it isn't, shall I explain?

Going back in time is extremely risky. For one thing, TLAs didn't exist until less than a mere century ago, and the random time travelling could drop you into any time before or after that time. Not to mention if you somehow screw up history with one couple, things can change forever, and not always for the better.

Nonetheless, I chose the second option, and I was now being prepped for time travel.

While I was fitted for the clothes of the time I would be wearing during this time- The time randomiser had selected 19th century London- I went through all the information I had learned in my mind. Even the information about how even demons could love under certain circumstances, even though I sort of doubted I'd need that.

Finally, they had packed me some clothes that would be acceptable for the era, and I had changed into one of the outfits. They placed me into the large tube and handed me a list of etiquettes, which I hid discreetly into the corset. It wasn't easy, but I managed.

They pressed the button, and immediately, I was hurdling back in time.

I landed on my feet, in the middle of a 19th century road. A man driving a cart had to swerve to avoid hitting me. I quickly rushed to get out of the way of any other vehicles. I kept my eyes out, searching for the perfect person. One who had no actual serve in history, which wasn't as easy as it sounds. One wrong move and we're in a nuclear holocaust.

Suddenly, I saw him. A butler, with pale skin and black hair. He was following a young boy, smiling almost sarcastically as he spoke to him.

He'd be perfect. I didn't know why, but it had to be him. I had to be his matchmaker. I quickly rushed over. The young boy scowled at me.

"Is there something you want, miss?" he asked, half emotionless and half angry. I almost flinched.

"Um, pardon me, but I am from out of the country. I didn't realize, but I have no money for lodgings or food. Please, I do not expect you to say yes, but would you mind housing me for a short time?"

The boy looked at me skeptically. His butler, at least I assumed it was his butler, gently touched his shoulder.

"Young Master, if I may, this young lady does not appear to house any weapons, nor malicious intent. I believe we should give her a chance" he offered. I wasn't sure that he'd buy it, but amazingly enough, as soon as those words left the man's mouth, the boy nodded his head, albeit reluctantly.

"Very well. She can come with us back home" he said coldly. I smiled, curtsied and thanked him. He only scoffed.

"By the way, my name is Luella Cantrell" I lied, knowing how important it was to have a fake name. Some people even change their appearance, but my powers weren't that strong yet.

"I am Ciel Phantomhive. This is my butler, Sebastian" the boy responded, emotionless. I curtsied again before they finally started to lead me towards their home.

Actually, they led me to a horse-drawn carriage, which I assumed would take us to their home. Ciel climbed in with his butler's help, and then Sebastian helped me in. Sebastian then climbed into the front and started to ride us to their home.

"So, Luella. Where do you come from?" Ciel asked, seemingly uncaring. But I knew he was just making sure I had a background.

"France" I responded without missing a beat. I'd already decided my persona's backstory.

"I see. Where are your parents?" Ciel asked. I bit my lip this time, pretending to hesitate.

"Ah... My mother was killed by someone. And my father left before I could be born, so I'm afraid I have no family"

Ciel seemed really upset by this.

"So... You live alone?" he whispered.

"Yes, I do"

"...I'm sorry" he said. And after a moment, he spoke again,

"My parents were killed in a fire"

It took all I had to keep from grinning in victory. Maybe I should match him up instead, since my fake backstory goes so well with his real one.

But no. I'd already decided to match up Sebastian.

"I'm sorry. But at least you have Sebastian" I offered in comfort. He shrugged and looked away. I got the sense that the conversation was over, so I turned back to face the front.

"We're here" Sebastian said as I did so, and I could barely keep myself from gasping in shock at the large mansion.

Oh, this would definitely be fun.