Authors Notes

Hey guys! Here we go with my first Fanfic! I'm really only writing this for my own benefit, so I can have a chance to improve my wordings and vocabs. But please do enjoy and review. =) It would help me improve.

Disclaimer: Kuroshitsuji by YanoToboso.

Also a few other notes:

Instead of it adding my own characters into the world of Kuroshitsuji, I took the characters from there and adding it into my own world SOOOO

- It's not really part of the anime though some scenes will be mentioned

- May include characters from Season one and Two and maybe from the manga

- Characters may be a bit OOC

Pairing: Sebastian x Ciel, Sebastian x OC, OC x OC

More info on my OC can be found on my profile which will be updated...soon.

Edits: I am slowly re-uploading each chapter because even after reading it through 10 times I still noticed some sentences horribly wrong, spelling/grammar wise. And though I may still have missed some I will do my best to make it flow better.

Chapter 1: Encounter

It had started out as any morning before as stillness surrounded the Phantomhive's manor. The only sound that was heard was the quiet rumble of the trolley which was calmly being pushed towards the master bedroom. Behind it, clad in black attire, stood a raven haired butler, with eyes that gleam a fade out red, he was responsible for carrying out this task each and every morning for the past four years; as the trolley past through the doors, the butler positioned the trolley next to the bed and walks up towards the sleeping figure underneath the covers as the normal routine progress.

"Young Master, it's time to wake up."

As he spoke, the small figure moved and mumbled inaudibly into the pillows while the butler walked over to the windows and pulled back the curtains, letting the light beam onto the room and onto the bed, as if to reiterate his previous statement. Reluctantly, one of his eyes opened as he begins to blink away his tiredness and sat up, his back leaning against the soft warm pillows, hands coming up to stifle a yawn escaping his lips.

"Today, we are having Earl Grey," handing a cup to the boy who still looked disgruntled after being awoken so early in the morning.

"Sebastian, what's the schedule for today?" The earl asked while he continues to consume his tea.

Sebastian answers him, in his usual casual manner, "After breakfast, we will be heading out into town and later this afternoon, there is a meeting with our company's manufacturer at 2 o'clock. After this, you will need to continue with all the paperwork left from yesterday." Sebastian continued his daily routine of dressing his master, folding up his night shirt and replacing it with his usually white shirt, dark jacket and shorts finishing with a dark blue ribbon perfectly tied around the boy's neck. The eye patch was picked up from the side table beside the bed and tied around his head covering his left eye. All the while, Ciel was lost in his thoughts - how much he had gone through, how much they had gone through. At the thought of his butler, a faintest blush could be seen on the Earls cheeks for a split second before it vanished. A grin was sown on his butler's flawless face, clearly noticing his master's reaction.

After breakfast, Sebastian and Ciel left the manor and got into the car that was already waiting for them in front of the house and proceed into town. During the ride, Ciel once again let his thought turn to Sebastian again and sighed. Even though he tried to push it out of his thought most of the time, he knew that he had developed some feeling for his oh-so-evil-yet-perfect butler. The one that saved him when he was just ten, after endless torture and hell, however, that didn't come without a price. His soul. The Earl let out another quiet sigh, he remembered the night that his payment was due, but Sebastian did not take it.

'He's just playing with me.' As soon as he was used to his peaceful human life, it would all disappear – At least, that's what the young Earl thinks. After all his demon butler had wanted nothing else but that, he told himself that time and time again whenever the thought of the demon arise.

'It's not like he'll ever care for me the way I want him to…'

Again and again, he told himself, yet, he still had the tiniest of hope that every time the demon comes in his room at night whenever he had nightmares, every time that he was saved, every time, every day when he served him tea, that it was something different; that it was something that he wanted to do, not because it was in the contract. But this was not possible, for who would believe that a demon would do all that for a mere human at will?

All the while he was thinking, he didn't notice as the car slowed to a stop.

"Young Master? Is something on your mind?"

Ciel snapped out of his thoughts, as he turns round to look at Sebastian, realising that they had come to a halt.

"No," was his usual response, as they stroll along the busy street of London continuing to look for what they came for passing people on the road, some of which commented on his family – the Phantomhive's products.

As time past, Sebastian was already carrying boxes of items and products that were bought, with ease. Ciel looked through the windows of each of the shops they passed, not really seeing, but just wondering.

"Sebastian…." He glanced towards his butler trying to catch any expression he may let slip behind his expressionless façade, although knowing that it was probably useless.

"Yes my lord?"

"I was curious, at what your previous master was like…" He paused.

"Oh? Whatever bought this on?" Sebastian countered, with the corner of his mouths twisted into a teasing smile. Ciel looked away.

"Like I said, I was just curious," with an emphasis on the word 'Curious' trying to make his comment pass as just a random thought. However, it was a question which weighed his mind from time to time whenever the thought of Sebastian would occur.

The smile lingered as Sebastian thought for a moment.

"Hm, well I suppose, if it's my last 'master', well, I guess the corrected term would be 'mistress' as that was the case, then…it would probably be her."

'Her?' He could feel his heart drop as he heard the word and his mind went blank as he noticed that not only did his butler show any emotion but he saw that his expression had actually softened at the mentioned of the topic.

"What was she like?" his voice was a little strained but he tried to compose himself as much as possible. Sebastian didn't seem to notice, or at least he didn't mention it which was a good thing, he decided.

"Well, She's…hm…How should I put it?" Ciel carried on walking, waiting for the rest of the story he was almost dreading to hear when he realised that Sebastian was not even following anymore. Ciel turned, to see his butler had had a shocked expression as he stared past him through the window of a jewellery store.

Following his gaze, he could see a young girl, of maybe 20 years of age, she was wearing a light blue jumper that had a wintry fur around the neck of the top and around the hem of the sleeves, stopping as the deep blue skirt made its way to just above the knees with black leggings underneath and a knee-length greyish blue boots. Her hair was loosely hung over her shoulders fluttering in the wind catching the light, making it glisten. She had been preoccupied with the sales person that she had not noticed the stares. It wasn't until she had made her way outside that her eyes widen as her attention was fixed onto Sebastian as he started to make his way towards her.

Ciel had never in the past four years seen Sebastian act like this before; his heart was thumping in his head unable to move as he watched. It was as if watching from behind the screen. As he stared, he saw the girl's eyes flicker from right to left trying to figure which way was the best to run. Suddenly, everything went by quickly as she started to sprint to her right as quick as it was possible.

"Wait! Jez!" Sebastian shouted after her beginning to chase after her, Ciel tried to get his legs to work again as he ran after the both of them trying not to lose them in the immense crowd of people that had accumulated, some of which turned to see what the commotion was about.

As he ran, he could feel his breath getting heavier as tiredness was wearing him down. Suddenly, just as Ciel stepped into the road, a car had came round the corner, realising this, he twisted around to step back onto the pavement but failing as he tried to move the wrong leg twisting and tripping over himself, falling in the middle of the road. He looked up; adrenaline was rushing through him, making him aware of every detail, grasping clearly the situation he was in. The car will not be able to stop in time.

"S-Sebastian..." He managed to let out as he closed his eyes tightly shut, his butler being the last thing in his thoughts.

Opening his eyes, the familiar sense of the Phantomhive's manor surrounded him; blinking, he noticed himself in his own bed.

'What time is it? What happened? Was that all…a dream?'

"S…Sebastian?" Immediately, Sebastian was beside his bed, his brow crease ever so slightly from worry. Not that Ciel had noticed.

"My deepest apologies Young Master, I hope you were not hurt. It was completely my fault for acting out of my place like that." Ciel sat up becoming aware of the pain in his leg where he had twisted it during the fall.

'So that did happen…' The young Earl slowly recalled what had happened earlier this morning. About Sebastian and about the young woman he saw in the store, this made his heart ached once again. He looked at Sebastian blankly, wondering whether to address the matter further.

"W-what time is it?"

"It is now 2:55pm, My Lord."

Silence. Ciel contemplated as he tried to phrase the question.

"I have apologised to the owner earlier and told me that you were bed-ridden and had to change the meeting to another date, so there is no need to worry about that." Sebastian interrupted his thoughts, explaining something that he probably assumed his young master was thinking about. Ciel ignored him.

"Sebastian…This afternoon, about….about that girl…" His butler stiffened. It was clear that he did not wish to bring this up in the conversation. But that was not going to stop him, the heir of the Phantomhive, from asking. After all, his butler was supposes to stay with him, and only act accordingly, which he did not do so this afternoon. So he had the right to find out the reason.

"My Lord, you should rest some more." Sebastian spoke, trying to avoid the topic. "It's been a long da-"

"Tell me right now, what happened this afternoon." Ciel demanded in his usual stern voice. A pause.

"Well, I acted out of place and a car-"

"Yes, yes. I know that. What I meant was who was that girl you saw at the store?" He could feel his impatient rising but tried to act compose as he usual do.

Another pause. Sebastian shifted a little as he let out a sigh.

"Her name…is Jezebel Jodie Seiran. My….previous..." He paused for a second to search the word best to describe her. "Young Mistress, I guess would be the correct term." Ciel stare at him with wide eyes.

'Mistress? Then…she was his previous contractor? Wait…Why is she still alive? Why hasn't he taken her soul yet? Did she escape him?' His thought turned to her shocked face when she found Sebastian outside the store.

'Did she really escape her fate? How? If that was so, why does my heart still feel hollow? What was that expression he had earlier?'

His thoughts were swimming inside his head, as he sat there frozen; trying to absorb it, trying to find an explanation…trying to pretend that none of this was happening.

I think it might be really choppy and fast paced and rushed in some chapters. ^^" But I hope I made it clear enough.