AN: Ok, let's get this show started! So, cause of the epicness of chapter 56 of Kuroshitsuji, me and Allana came up with a crossover story based of the movie Titanic. Now, just a few things, I'm using the idea and setting and stealing the odd line or two, but I'm building my own story around it. Now in this fic, Grell is 17 (same age as Rose) and Ronald is about 20. And I'm sorry the first the chapter is so short, it's just an opener ^^

Anyway, please read, review...and forgive me ^^d

"Ah ha!" A youthful blond known as Ronald Knox slapped down his cards and revelled in his victory. He rolled up the sleeves of his worn out beige shirt and sat back. His opponent, a large Irish man named Steven glared at him and his friends and took a long drag on his cigarette as he threw his cards back towards Ronald.

"All or nothing." Steven growled as he dropped down three pieces of paper on top of the pile money in the centre of the table. Ronald snorted and drank his whiskey in one gulp as his companions chuckled.

"What is this?" He picked up the cards and started shuffling them out of habit." I thought you were serious."

"You fool! These are tickets for the maiden voyage of the Titanic, now are you game, or not?" Steven snorted impatiently.

"Go for it Ronald, we got nothing to lose." Eric Slingby was sat on Ronald's left, smoking a cigarette and reading. He shut the book and leaned into closer to whisper to the blond. "There's three, we could finally leave this shit hole."

Ronald looked at Eric and shifted his gaze to the brunette on his left, Alan Humphries. Eric and Alan had been secret lovers for years but their secret was leaked and they were being hounded day and night for what the locals called 'a depraved sin'. Ronald understood what Eric was saying, if they won, they could leave Southampton and start a fresh.

"Fine, fine." Ronald pushed their pile of change into the middle and shuffled the cards more vigorously before dealing them out. He glanced at his hand, his face showing no expression as he looked across at Steven. The other man was looking at his hand, his face showing mock disappointment but his eyes glinted and he clearly thought he had a winning hand. Ronald flipped over the last card in the centre and stared at Steven. "Go on then."

The other man sneered at Ronald and showed his hand, it revealed a seven and Jack of spades. When placed with the eight, nine and ten of hearts it made a straight, a strong hand. Ronald let out a low whistle and turned to Alan.

"I'm sorry guys…"

"Dammit! Eric you shouldn't have…" Ronald silenced him with a hand.

"I'm sorry Alan, we won't be back in England for while." He threw down his cards, a Jack and Queen of hearts, a straight flush. "We're going to America!"

All three jumped up, shouting and whooping in joy while Steven just sat in his seat and seethed, drinking straight from the whiskey bottle.

"C'mon!" Ronald grabbed the tickets as Eric and Alan scooped up the rest of their winnings and ran out the tavern to where the magnificent ship was getting ready to depart.

A beautiful, red motorcar pulled up parked along with the rest of the vehicles belonging to rich families and inside sat the flame haired Durless-Sutcliff family, Angelina and her son Grell. They were among the hundreds of people due to travel on the maiden voyage of the Titanic.

"Grell. Stop fidgeting." Angelina snapped as she slapped Grell's hands away from his skirts and smoothed them herself. She straightened the ribbon hanging from the front and brushed stray hairs from his face. His emerald eyes were laced with worry.

"But mother, I don't want to go…"

"Everything has been arranged Grell you know this." Angelina looked at her son with pleading eyes. While she acted young, up close anyone could see how tired her eyes looked. She had pinned everything on her only child. At only seventeen years of age Grell Sutcliff was engaged to marry London's most eligible bachelor, William T. Spears. The Spears family were big players in the American stock market and as such they had agreed to pass on their fortune to William upon the occasion of his marriage. Grell's mother had done everything in order to ensure that their family would be the one on the receiving end of this fortune. She had planned everything from disguising her son as a woman so he had a chance at being chosen to acting matchmaker and arranging the wedding in America.

"You know your father left us with nothing but a good name, that name is the only card we have to play and you're the only one that can do it." Grell stared at his mother and sighed. As ludicrous as their plan seemed, it was working so far.

"I know mother." The driver opened the doors to allow Angelina and Grell to walk out among the hustle of passengers and Grell looked around the dock before his eyes settled on what he was looking for. "Ah, there's William."

Grell's fiancée had arrived by his own car and was currently shouting orders to various deck hands. Even Grell had to admit that William was certainly handsome. He was tall and the stern expression he always wore only improved his features. His dark hair was always slicked back and a pair of simple frames rested on the bridge of his nose. Had the circumstances been different, Grell would have been elated to marry William, but alas, their time together was limited. He spotted Grell and Angelina and walked over to them. He took Grell's hand and allowed a small smile to grace his lips as he placed a gentle kiss on his gloved hand.

"I trust you both had a pleasant journey."

"Yes, thank you." Angelina replied as Grell stood staring at the ship.

"I don't know what all the fuss is about." He turned and looked at William. "It doesn't look any bigger than the Mauritania."

"You can be blasé about some things Grell, but not about Titanic. It's over a hundred feet longer and far more luxurious." He scoffed and took Grell's hand. "Now come on, we must board."

Grell tittered quietly but allowed himself to be pulled along by his future husband as they and Angelina followed the crowds to the platforms leading onto the ship's deck.

Ronald, Eric and Alan ran through the crowds, their bags hitting various people but they paid that no mind, the Titanic would be departing in five minutes and they had to get on board. They skidded to halt behind a line of people boarding. Judging from how they were dressed they would be in the same class as the three lucky men breathing heavily from their run.

"Just…in…time." Ronald panted and fished the tickets out of his jacket pocket as they reached the steward. He flashed the papers and the uniformed man ushered them through. They stood in a wood panelled corridor surrounded by other passengers and uniformed staff moving people along towards their correct floors. Ronald moved out their way, not quite ready to go towards their rooms. "Come on guys."

"Can't we go find our room?" Alan asked wearily looking at the retreating crowds.

"Aw c'mon, I wanna go up on deck as we leave." Ronald started walking backwards towards the stairs. "You coming?"

"Oh, ok Ronald." Alan took a deep breath to steady himself and he and Eric followed a running Ronald up the stairs. After pushing past more people and climbing the stairs they found their way into daylight again. Roanld sprinted over to the railings so fast he doubled over but carried on laughing regardless. Hundreds of people had turned out to either see off family and friends or just to watch the Titanic set sail on its maiden voyage. They were all gathered on the dock shouting and waving to the passengers as the passengers waved back.

"GOOD BYE SOUTHHAMPTON!" Ronald stood on the railings and waved. "We'll miss you."

Eric and Alan stood a little behind the exuberant blond laughing at their friend's antics.

"Come on you silly sod!" Eric shouted over the noise. "Lets go find this room."

Ronald waved a few more times and jumped down to follow Eric back down the stairs towards E deck.