Hello ^^

This is my own Kuroshitsuji fan story :) it's gonna be a few chapters long, so those that are waiting for the real romance, it's gonna be after a few chapters ^^; This is maybe not gonna be everyone's cup of tea (eum? ...), but this is still for my own fun XD yet I hope I can also please those that read is :)
Not a professional writer and English is not my main language. Sorry if you read some cliche things or similar to the serie ... need to get my inspiration from somewhere ^^

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Kuroshitsuji. Those belong to Yana Toboso. Only my own characters are mine.

Have fun :D

"You were able to call me to this place. Your past is set, a sacrifice is made. Your future is written … but you can change it."
The girl looked aside to the glowing red eyes.
"I …" His voice sounded so determined, yet still not from this world, like it was hollow.
"... can change it. Help you to escape your faith and take revenge, the one you longed for."
A big grin became visible, showing sharp fangs. And a black hand with long nails that could rip you open was offered to her.
"Do you accept my offer?"

"Yes, I accept." Her voice trembled.
"Kill them … Kill them all! Every last person in this room!"
"Yes … My Lady!"

Jayla jerked up from her bed, feeling the warmth from her sweat in her neck. She gasped for air before she realized where she was.
Just on that moment, she saw a shade in the corner of her room that suddenly jerked open a pair of curtains.
"Good Morning, My Lady." The voice said with a purring sound before it turned around.
The man, dressed in a modern butler coat with a long black swallowtail, looking straight at her with grin on his face you could describe as … hungry. His eyes were a reddish brown and Jayla was sure she saw them light up, showing glowing red catlike eyes, for less then a second.
She nodded quickly before she relaxed her muscles and grabbed her forehead.
"A nightmare?" The man asked when he came closer. His voice sounded concerned.
"Yes … No …" She said, still somewhat confused. "Something in between."
She didn't knew if she now had to lie or not. She wasn't sure if he could read her mind or even see her dreams. Yet when she looked up, she only saw the soft and gentle smile on her servants face.
"I brought you some fresh clothing." He said when he placed the clothing carefully on the chair.
"And your breakfast is ready downstairs."
Jayla stretched her arms and moaned shortly before she shook her head, her wild short hair fell where it wanted to fall.
"What's for breakfast?" She asked when pushing away the sheets.
"Your lady is free to pick from a wide variations of things. You can have scrambled or fried egg."
"Scrambled" Jayla said when she got up and walked up to the screen that was placed in the corner of her room.
"Coffee, tea, juice or hot chocolate."
"Hot chocolate." she said when throwing her pyjama over the screen before putting on the 'basic' clothing.
"Done."
The man moved up and helped the girl with dress herself. For several minutes there was silence. How long was it now that he was here? Right, two years …
"There, perfect again." The butler said, when he backed off and removed the sleep clothing to prepare it for the night again. Jayla on the other hand spend a little time to pick some jewelry before a purring voice interrupted her.
"Everything is ready."
Jayla stood up and walked outside her room. When she passed the man, he bowed shortly.
"Happy birthday, My Lady."
Jayla looked aside, seeing the soft smile on his face. Right, it was her birthday today. She turned eighteen …

Eighteen … The number was rolling inside her head when she walked down the stairs to the dining room. Once entered, the soft and sweet smells of her breakfast brought her out of her mind. The maid greeted her with a short bow and Jayla softly smiled.
The butler passed by her and walked to her chair, pulling it backwards, gently gesturing with his hand that she could sit down. Without even looking, Jayla walked up to her chair and took her seat. Just the second she found her place, the door opened and an older looking man entered.
"Happy Birthday, my sweet child." He said with the biggest smile on his face, walking with open arms to his daughter.
"Thank you, father." Jayla said when she accepted his kiss on his cheek.
"Here you go, my gift."
He handed her a small white envelop, nothing written on it. Curious as she was, Jayla took a knife and opened it, only to find a key. She looked at her father with a confused look, shaking a few moment with the key, only to see him smiling.
"The key of the small castle." He said. "It's all yours."
Jayla looked confused. "The small castle? For me?"
Her father nodded. "You are eighteen now, so you get a house from me."
Jayla gave a soft chuckle "Do you want to get me out of the house so soon?" She said with a smile.
"Of course not, my dear. But what could I give a child that already has everything. Beside, it's not that you are gonna be alone, are you?"
The man looked up to the butler, still standing silent behind Jayla.
She saw how her father looked at him and she couldn't suppress a soft grin.
"Indeed, Sebastian is gonna follow me everywhere. He has to ..."
Sebastian softly smiled and bowed. "Of course, My Lady. As promised."
Jayla's father softly huffed. He still didn't knew if he now had to trust this guy. When his daughter had returned, after that terrible period, he had been there. She had never told where they had meet and how she even had meet him. It had not been important …
"Of course." He said before he took a few steps distance. The door opened again, to see a steward walk in.
"Master Damien, the car is ready." Damian nodded.
"I'll be there in a second." The steward bowed and left the room.
"Another meeting?" Jayla said when taking her cup of tea.
"I'm sorry, darling. I'll be back this evening for your birthday party."
Jayla almost choked while drinking.
"Birthday party?" She asked confused.
"Ow, didn't I told you? I arranged a small party this evening. You only turn eightteen once."
And with those word he left the room.
"One day … I am gonna kill him." The girl said when she fell back in her chair, holding her hand before her eyes.
"Isn't that more my job?" Sebastian chuckled.
"Shut up!"