Author's Note:

Hey there! The name's used to be Yuki Uzumaki, now I'm TheRetardedlyAwesome. This is a Kuroshitsuji fic. Pairings? Sebastian x OC (May not seem like it at first, but as the story goes, you'll see), sorry but no yaoi/shonen-ai. Please enjoy!

Ciel: Isn't there something you're forgetting, Retard?

What could that possibly be, Ciel?

Ciel: You really are dense.

Excuse me?

Sebastian: Please forgive my master's rudeness. He is implying that you forgot to credit your new beta, Chocolate Ribbons, and the disclaimer.

Oh yeah, thanks for the reminder. Though it could be less mean. *mumbles*

Anyway, this story wouldn't be the way it is if it weren't for my awesome new beta Chocolate Ribbons. It all started from a simple review to the awesomeness of fixing up this awful story. Also, I don't own Kuroshitsuji, I own half of Luna Venturine/Phantomhive (maybe? Nah.)

Enjoy! XD

The Game of Chess | Chapter o1: Not The Way I Planned It

Kuroshitsuji (c) Yana Toboso

Isn't it just great when everything works out the way you want it to be? Well, that's what was happening to me right now!

…Oh, who am I kidding? Galloping on a horse for my very dear life was never the way I planned it. Why was I galloping on a horse for my dear life you ask? Eh, well, the maids from my manor found out about my plan to sneak out and so they sent a few men in black to run after me and bring me home safely.

Who am I and why did I matter that much, you ask? Well, my name is Luna Phantomhive. I'm a cousin of Ciel Phantomhive's by blood. Apparently, my long deceased father was Ciel's father's brother, and so I inherited the name of Phantomhive—that is originally, but because of the Phantomhive's bad reputation as the Queen's watchdog, I had to use my mother's surname; Venturine. Hence the surname, no one had ever suspected me of being the Earl Phantomhive's relative. But that day, everything was going to change. I was going to pay a visit to my old childhood friend whom I hadn't seen in a long time, and regain my original surname back!

"Lady Luna! Please stop and return to the manor this instance!" shouted one of the black clad men from behind. I looked back and smirked, taking off my glasses and putting them safely in my pocket.

"No way! I'm the mistress of the manor and what I say happens!" I shouted back, a huge grin plastered on my pale face. I kicked my stallion—Silver—ushering him to gallop faster. Soon, the men in black had lost me and I somehow ended up in the forest.

"Hmm… I'm sure that it was this way towards the Phantomhive manor, but then again, I might be mistaken…" I mumbled quietly to myself, putting my glasses back on. Why do you ask? Both of my eyes, minus one.

Just when I was about to lose all hopes of exiting the forest alive, I spotted a young lad about my age with auburn hair and red hair clips pinned to his fringes. I ran towards him, leaving Silver, my stallion, behind. Once the young lad noticed me, he formed a shocked face and stood still.

"Um, excuse me! Sorry for asking so suddenly, but I got lost and I was wondering if you could tell me where the Phantomhive manor is." I asked, forming a sheepish smile. When I looked closely, I could see that the young lad possessed turquoise eyes gleaming with passion and excitement. The young lad seemed to be pondering something before his face lit up with excitement.

"So you must be the guest Sebastian was talking about! Come, I'll show you the way to the Phantomhive manor. I'm Finnian, the gardener of the Phantomhive manor." He said all at once, surprising me with how talkative he was. I smiled in return and whistled. In a matter of seconds, Silver came galloping over toward us. Well, almost running over me if Finnian didn't stop him. I mounted Silver and motioned for Finnian to join me. After some pleading on my part, he decided to go along and soon we arrived at the Phantomhive manor.

"Young Miss, I know it's inappropriate, but I'm just wondering…why aren't you on a carriage and what business do you have with my Young Master?" Finnian asked, visibly curious. I wouldn't blame him though. If I were to suddenly meet a lost young mistress on a lone horse asking for directions I would've asked the question straight away!

"My name is Luna Venturine— I mean Phantomhive! I'm a cousin of Ciel's and I wanted to visit him out of boredom. I sneaked out of my manor, but the maids found out so they sent some men in black to catch me. That's why I got lost, because I wasn't concentrating, and here I am with you," I explained and grinned at the end. Finnian looked like he had seen a ghost because his face suddenly paled. I tried to wave a hand in front of him to get him out of his trance but nothing worked.

"Finnian? Hello? Did I say something wrong?" I was beginning to worry. I might have accidentally said something hurtful to him.

Without a warning Finnian snapped back and ran towards the front door, barging in as if he was chased by a bull. I dismounted Silver and ushered him to do his business. Soon I heard Finnian calling for someone. I think he said "Sebastian," but I couldn't be too sure. So I peeked inside and suddenly my face collided with Finnian's back as I was thrown back from the force. I ended up rolling down the stairs of the front porch rather comically.

"Lady Luna!" shouted Finnian in distress.

But before my head could touch the hard surface of the ground at the end of the staircase, I felt a strong arm holding me back and supporting me up. I blinked my eyes to register what was happening and when my sight returned, in front of me was a pair of glimmering ruby red eyes with the depths of someone a thousand years old older. Piercing, yet gentle. Somehow I was entranced by his eyes.

"Young miss, are you alright?" asked the man standing before me. I released myself from his grip and regained my composure. I eyed him from head to toe, registering his appearance and role in the manor. He had an elegant black tail coat on top of his gray vest, a black tie and other normal necessities for a butler suit. I furrowed my brows together when I caught a glimpse of his features. He was perfect, too perfect, I might add. He might even be better off as an international model, not a butler. I blushed involuntarily at the thought of him being a model—oh, stupid, stupid thoughts.

"Young miss, is there something wrong?" asked the man yet again. I shook my head in disapproval and pointed my index finger at him rather bluntly.

"You're Ciel Phantomhive's butler, right?" I asked in straight forward manner without hesitation, ambition burning in my eyes. The butler looked startled for a second but replied nonetheless, "Yes, I am."

"Take me to Ciel Phantomhive!" I ordered, daring him to disobey. The butler raised a thin eyebrow and shook his head at this.

"I am sorry, young miss, but the young master is currently busy. May I ask what business you have with him?" answered the butler politely in a velvety voice as soft as silk. Maybe a singer would be a good occupation for him—oh, what was I thinking? My brows furrowed, and I took off my glasses.

"I'm Luna Venturine— I mean Phantomhive. I'm Ciel's cousin, and I want to see him now!" I pressed on, calculating my chances of passing the butler and entering the manor in search of Ciel. Sadly, because of his towering height there was only a thirty percent chance that I'd make it.

"Excuse me? The young master's cousin—" I cut him off by running towards the entrance, leaving Finnian and the butler baffled by my sudden action. I didn't dare look back and kept on running. Everything about the mansion was the same; even the little cracks and spots on the wall were the same. But I knew that the mansion was burned down two years ago, because I was there. I shook off the disturbing thoughts and ran towards the office my uncle used to use. I was sure that that was Ciel's office now.

I barged through the doors of the office with excitement and glee.

"Cie—" I stopped when my gaze met his. His once aquamarine eyes, gleaming with happiness and excitement, were now a hollow shade of royal blue filled with vengeance and cruelness, but a spark of determination and maybe regret resided deep down. He had an eye patch to cover his right eye for reasons I had yet to figure out. Once our gazes met, I couldn't take my eyes off of his.

Could this be the Ciel that I used to spend my childhood days with?

Say, what do you think of that? Leave reviews please!

Ciel: Sebastian, why did you let that rabid girl get inside my manor?

Sebastian: Forgive me young master, but she was quick witted and I couldn't harm her because she is your cousin.

Ciel: *grumbles incoherently*

So yeah, please leave reviews and I hope this wasn't a waste of your time. Have a good day/night/evening/whatever! XD