Summary: Sebastian comes across a little kitten, across the street from his house one late night. When the kitten is use to a certain way of being treated, but is turned down by Sebastian- how will the little kitten pay off Sebastian's kindness.

A different relationship, a little slow but promise you worth it! I hope you guys like it, so please let me know wha you think, yeah? Thanks!

I do not own anything of the Kuroshituji Characters/anime and/or manga.

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My kitten

The night was chill, the stars were out, and the wind blew away all the lies in the air. I recently had gotten homed late from work, being a lawyer was not an easy job. It was about 2:00am when I heard something outside. I looked out the window, and cross the street there was someone digging through the garbage cans. When I stepped closer to the window, I saw a small body, a body with barley any clothes on. I grabbed my coat, and headed downtown stairs. Luckily for me, I still had my work clothes on. I lived in upper class area, I owned a house that was about four floors. Although I lived alone, I liked the space and area because things like the person outside never happened. I ran my hand through my hair before heading to the door.

I stepped outside and the wind was strong, it was late, and all you heard was the person going through other's trash. I walked to the person, but stopped when the person stood there grabbing for something. Their head was to the side, midnight hair was showing but so was dirty. When the person stopped they had gotten out an old pizza box, the person sat down not noticing I was standing a few feet away. I heard a grunt when nothing but crumbles were found.

My body began to walk to on its own, I reached out and tapped the person on the shoulder. Ocean like eyes turned around to see me, and they were the most beautiful things I have ever seen. "Would you like something to eat?" I said smiling, extending my hand out to the beautiful person.

"NO!" My hand was smacked away, but even when they did that I could not keep myself from stepping closer.

"Don't come near me! Don't touch!" The person too up, about shoulder height to me, long straight midnight hair, perfect teeth, slim-no type of meat on the body, and dirty but even with all that, beautiful.

I only stepped closer to person, for a moment I thought it was young lady. Until my eyes went down, and the person covered themselves with a slight blush.

"If you're going to that, pay me first and make it quick." The person face was flush, and I could see sadness in his eyes. Though that did not stop them from getting to their knees and unbuckling my pants. I moved away, and held his hands in mine

"Let's get you something to eat." Was all I said, before he nodded and let me guide him to my house.

I took him inside, told him to wait downstairs in the living room while I went to my bedroom to start a bath. When I came back, I saw him touching one of my books, running is finger to it and feeling the texture of it.

"Do you like to read?" I asked.

He had dropped the book, and picked it up just as fast. I only smiled, he was a cute young man. I walked up to grabbing his hand, taking him upstairs to my room. My room was simple: king size bed, black and grey sheets, my awards, and other stuff hanging on the wall, and a few bookshelves. The space was big,with one of the walls being a mirror.

I looked back to his face in amazement, I only held his hand a little tighter and took him the bathroom.

Once inside the bathroom, I had towels already out and spare clothes for him to change into. When I was about to speak, he once again got on his knees and went to my zipper.

"I feel flattered you want to do that to me, but you must be tired and hungry. So please Mister.."

"My name doesn't matter, let's just get this done so I can leave."

I frowned. How could someone still be so rude. I pulled his ear, and cleared my throat. "I'm sorry but since when, has a person's kindness been paid with sexual acts? Just get in the tub little kitten, and i will make you some food." I gave him a little tug on the his ear before he nodded again. I smiled and walked out to give him some space.

Ciel's Pov

Kitten? Did this man just call me a fucking cat? I took off my clothes, finally being able to rid myself of such rags. I climbed in the pool like tub, and let my body enjoy the water. It was nice to take a bath, it's been about six months since Ive had the chance too.

What was up with the man. First he comes and bothers me, denies me from a blowjob, now I am in his house taking a bath while he makes me food. The man was strange, but i shoved the thought away and let myself enjoy this luxury.

Once done, I climbed out of the bath, dry myself, and wear my old rage again- but I saw the man had left my clothes to wear. I wrapped myself around the towel, and smelled his clothes. The smell was, different. Very strong, firm, you would pick the smell miles aways. I sniffed it a little more before putting them on. As I walked out the bathroom, putting on my(his) shirt, I notice the mirror.

I took in front of the mirror to the scars they had left me, the thing they branded me with. It was gross, and I hated myself for letting those pigs do that to me. Hell, they've been doing it since forever, but that night I was tired of it. I wanted nothing more than to leave that place.

I though my Aunt would have saved me, but she-that wrench! I stop thinking about it, and followed the smell of food cooking downstairs. As I walk down, I notice everything is simple, yet very elegant. Black was the main color, but grey, midnight blue, and a little white were spotted.

Once I find the kitchen, I see the man behind the stove. He was wearing fitted black pants, white fitted shirt, and his hair fell perfectly all over him. It was a raven color hair, and from the looks of his hands he was very pale.

He turned around, and smiled. "How was your bath kitten?" He said while letting the eggs, and bacon fall to white plate.

The man was very handsome. His face was just perfect, his eyes though almost looked red, and I swear if I looked a little hard enough I can see a bit of pink. Nonetheless, the man was very, very handsome.

"The name is Ciel." I say before sitting myself down on his island.

He only smiled and said, "My name is Sebastian."