HEYA! Okay! My first Kuroshitsuji one! Forgive me if I get anything wrong! That is a high possibility! But, whatever! I feel really bad for starting a whole new story when I still have to update like 3 others and I hardly ever update! I feel so bad! And the best thing, they are all different series! ARGH! I just can't help it! Anywho, on to the story! Hope you like this SebastianxOC! This is only the prologue so it's super short! Sorry!

Disclaimer: I swear! I do not own Kuroshitsuji! I only own the OCs that I create! Kuroshitsuji belongs to Yana Toboso!

Prologue

She was lying on the pavement on the side of the road. The only thing covering her bare body was a large tattered brown cloth. Her long black hair splayed all around her, messy and matted. Her mint green eyes stared blankly at the road to her side; they were dull and completely devoid of any emotion. Her small palms curled slightly and her arms were stretched, as if she was reaching for something.

Occasionally, she felt someone step on her, but she barely moved at all. She heard them curse at her before moving on; everyone seemed to ignore the child lying in the middle of the pavement.

Nights and days passed like eternities. She ignored the strange emptiness in her stomach and the dryness in her throat. She never remembered ever sleeping, she remembered every moment that passed. She remembered every carriage and horse that went past her, she remembered every person that passed by her like she didn't exist. Strangely, it left a dull pain in her chest.

It was weird one day. It started out normally, apart from the fact that it had been pouring with rain. People were scarce but carriages continued on as normal. She remembered being splashed by water countless times. Then at the end of the day, a man crouched down next to her, his umbrella shading her from the pelting rain. It was black, she remembered.

Through her blurry vision she could see the man's basic features. Black hair and obscenely long bangs, alluring red eyes and a fake kind smile, an almost completely black attire… She squinted slightly, trying to get a better view of the strange man.

"What is your name?" He asked politely.

"My name?" She wondering, "I… don't know."

"How did you get here?"

She paused as if picking a careful answer, "I… don't know."

"Where are your parents?"

"…parents?" She whispered slowly, the word foreign to her tongue, "I don't know what those are."

"How did you get here?"

"I don't know."

"Where were you before you got here?"

"I don't know."

"Do you know where you are?"

"I don't know!" She finally said more aggressively but still with the same quietness. Why was someone asking her so many questions!?

"Is there anything you can tell me?"

"I…" She searched her mind, soon finding the answer, "I am a demon."

Without a moment's hesitation, the man lifted the young girl easily. He stood up, the child in his arms, still managing to gracefully balance the umbrella, his arms gentle around her young body. Now, that her full body was in his arms, the man could see that girl looked about 12 or 13, her body long and lean. The man began walking down the street.

"What are you doing?" She asked, she made no resistance however.

"My Young Master is interested in you." He answered simply as he sent his fake smile down at her again.

"…Young Master?" She asked curiously, "What is that?"

"In all due time, young one." He said calmly.

"Who are you?" She asked.

"I am just one hell of a butler." He responded, his fake smile ever-present on his face.

"Mr. Demon, why are you always fake smiling?"

The man dropped his smile slightly and replaced it with a smirk.

"My, my, what an interesting child you are."

The man soon felt the child shiver in his arms and bury herself in his chest.

"It's cold." She replied softly.

"Right now it is indeed night time, it must be quite cold." The man said silkily, "Especially since you are only wearing such a useless piece of clothes."

"Mr. Demon is very warm, so it's okay." She whispered, "Night time is when the stars come out. Mr. Demon, are there stars out tonight?"

"Why do you ask?"

"I don't know."

"My, my…" He peeped just out of his umbrella, "There seem to be quite a few out tonight. How rare…"

"I like it." She whispered, "I don't know why, I just like it."

"What a strange child." He mused.

They continued down the path, silence their only accompaniment. She felt herself doze off somewhat during the walk. She had never fallen asleep before, but strangely in this stranger's arms she could. She was woken however when he stopped. She looked up; they had arrived at a rather noble looking carriage. "Welcome, young one." The man said smoothly, "My name is Sebastian Michaelis," The door of the carriage opened, revealing a boy of around her age, "and this is my Young Master, Ciel Phantomhive."

Welcome to my twisted world of Kuroshitsuji! Personally, I hate such short chapters. But this was necessary as it was only a prologue and it would've seemed weird if I made it any longer. You don't know how many times I wanted to end the chapter. Not like I didn't like the chapters but there were so many opportune cliff hangers for a good prologue! Like when she revealed that she was a demon or when Sebastian said "I am just one hell of a butler."! ARGH! Though, the ending I chose seemed the most fit.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it! Please leave me a review! This is my first time even attempting Kuroshitsuji so reviews will help me improve. Especially with Sebastian, bloody hell! He is damn hard to write about! But, whatever! Reviews make me happy! :D

See ya next chappy,

Ai Angel

Next chapter: Innocence