For awhile I have wanted to write a Kuroshituji fanfic. There was a lot of debate, in my head, over the plot for the fanfic. I thought about doing some sort of vampire-ish fanfic with Kuroshitsuji, but it didn't fit, Sebastian should not be a vampire. He's great just the way he is. I thought about the fic just being a one shot lemon, or maybe only a few chapters, but nothing was fitting and it drove me crazy.
Then, one day, while I was actually more worried about my fanfic Blood and Lust, Pleasure and Pain, I had this really trippy dream. It was an older Ciel and Sebastian (Sebastian was the same age, Ciel was the one who was older), and they were talking about reincarnation. Then the scene switched and I was watching two new characters speaking, one of whom was calling herself Lilith. This was far less serious as the other conversation between Sebastian and Ciel. It was like she was ragging on a child, and the person she was speaking to really looked like L from Death Note. I awoke and the dream ended, which sucks because it was just getting good.
For the next few weeks I thought about the dream, and then I formulated the plot for the fanfic. This was cemented after the ending for Kuroshitsuji, which I disagree with (probably because it lacked a Ciel/Sebastian sex scene, which would have been awesome), and I decided in the end to write this story.
I'm basing this off the anime, given that I yet to read the manga. I'm taking my own liberties with the end, it's been awhile since I saw it and I didn't wish to throw myself into another depressed weekend and I decided to just wikipedia it to ensure I kept to the facts, so if stuff is off that would be the reason.
This is my first shot at writing a crossover fanfic and, trust me, this is going to be pretty epic. In addition to Kuroshitsuji, characters from Death Note, Hellsing, Witch Hunter Robbin, Tokyo Babylon, and Full Metal Alchemist will be making pressences in the story. I've even contemplated crossing over with one of the other fanfics I write, but in the end I think it's a long shot I'd be able to fit it in like the others, which I have put a lot of effort into incorporating.
So please, enjoy this fanfic.
And also, I am sorry if because a few characters may end up being OOC. The characters used in this are so cool that unless they are my own OC's, I cannot really get them exactly as they are.
Disclaimer:: Kuroshituji would have been a lot more adult if I owned. Also, if I owned any of the other series used in this, I would not be broke, I'd like to imagine.
But I do own the OC's in the story, so I'm still broke.
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Prologue part I
The Consequences of a Broken contract
"Make it painful, so painful that carves the pain of my life on my soul."
"Yes, my lord," Sebastian answered, stepping towards his master and gently laying his hand upon the child. Ciel closed his eyes, it was all over after all. He'd been taken to this place, near the precipice of death according to Sebastian, and he'd seen his life play about on the boat ride to this ungodly ruin. He was not afraid, he was ready for it all to end.
As he watched his young master brace for the pain and anguish sure to come, Sebastian smiled. He had waited so long for the little boy's soul that being there, in this decrepit dimension, almost seemed too good to be true. He could already feel his mouth watering with the anticipation of the presence of such a darkened essence within his stomach. An essence so darkened by hate and pain that he'd turned down the chance to indulge in countless others, starving his belly to the point that if he did not consume a soul or two he might start facing some serious consequences. As it was he had to grow an arm back, thanks in part to the angel Ash.
Still, he felt something holding him back. Here, in front of him was the banquet that had dangled in front of him for so long, begging to be taken, and yet he was hesitant, unwilling to "seal the deal," so to speak.
An idea entered Sebastian's head, like blood poured into a basin of water. At first it coiled like a red ribbon, bending and twisting before diluting into the water and shifting the color to a lightened course there would be consequences to enacting such an idea, demons existed to torment those who sinned and made contracts that were expected to get collected on. If a demon was to go back on a contract, payment still had to be made.
However, the absence of his master's presence was something that he found he could not entertain. In an unexpected twist, Sebastian found he was unsettled by the possibility of existing without that singular sapphiric blue eye that followed him as he worked so diligently, and the loss of that commanding yet fragile voice that ordered him about so, he doubted his life would hold the same fervor it had held since the tortured boy first dropped into his existence.
Now Ciel seemed to noticed something was wrong. He opened his eyes and stared at Sebastian, confused as to the long wait for the excruciating pain he'd expected to come over him.
"I thought you were going to take my soul," stated Ciel.
Sebastian straightened and picked up the eyepatch from where it had been laid aside. He reached behind his master's head and secured it over the boy's right eye. Ciel continued to stare at him, obviously confused with the turn of events.
"I've decided against that plan. Now, we should be leaving here soon, I doubt it will be long before they arrive," said Sebastian. He motioned to the boat, then remembered Ciel might be a tad weak from the fact he'd lost so much blood and had recieved no medical treatment for his wound. Sebastian carried the boy, a tad awkward with the absence of one arm, and placed him gently back into the boat. Silence ensued as Sebastian rowed them away from the place where he had intended to take Ciel's payment.
Ciel was silent and just watched him, the confusion in his eyes slowly swirling into slight annoyance.
"Sebastian, what are you doing. What do you mean that you will not take the payment for out deal?"
Sebastian continued to row the boat, ignoring Ciel's questions. Though he was loathe to admit it, even to himself, the fact he'd failed in his consumption of the boy's soul due to some strange, unfamiliar feeling made him feel ver uncomfortable. He ignored the immature idea that the sensationg holding him back was love, it was well known that Demons could not feel love. Fondness, yes, lust, of course, but love? Love was a silly fantasy grasped by desparate mortals who feared the aspect of dying alone and destitute.
"Sebastian answer me!" Ciel finally yelled, standing up and rocking the boat. The small craft swayed dangerously and Ciel almost fell into the murky water. Sebastian grabbed him quickly and righted the boat.
"That would be an unwise idea Young Master, one drop of that water will rapidly age you until not even the bones exist," said Sebastian.
Ciel stared at him, his eye so wide Sebastian entertained the idea that the eyeball might just fall from the socket.
"Where have you taken me to?" Ciel asked quietly, sitting back down within the boat and looking down at the water below.
"A place that exists between your world and the worlds beyond. It's a passage way that may be used to access the other realms, or it can even be used to quickly pass between places on the mortal realm. I took you here to collect on our deal without interruption. It will not be very difficult to take you from this realm and deposit you somewhere back in the mortal realm, someplace far from London would be best considering the mess that was left there," said Sebastian.
"You took me here to devour me, but you are letting me go back. Why?" Ciel asked, still obviously confused. Sebastian did not answer the question as the boat arrived at some ghostly vacant and dreary shore. The sand, or what looked like it could be sand, was a pale ashy gray and occasionally dark, dead looking bluish green weeds sprung up and littered the ground. Around, a few leafless, long passed trees were present, and thick heavy mist shaded the rest of the landscape from view.
Sebastain got the boat to the shore and stepped off, offering his hand to Ciel. The boy .appeared fit to stand, and he'd get him to a doctor quickly to have his wounds treated.
"Be careful of the water," he began to warn Ciel, but he froze and turned around. A very old, very dangerous pressence materialized behind him, he could feel her lingering there like an evil shadow.
"What is it?" Ciel asked, catching onto Sebastian's concern. He tried to get off the boat, slipped, and Sebastian caught him before he fell into the water.
"A very old pressence, stay behind me and do not, under any cirsumstances, look into her eyes," Sebastian cautioned. Ciel glared at him.
"Until you take my soul, our deal still stands and you cannot order me," said Ciel. Sebastain smirked but remained in front of Ciel.
Now the overwhelming stench of sulfur came forth. Flashbacks of the pit moved though his mind as the shadow in the mist seemed to expand and contract, keeping a steady, relaxed pattern. However, as it drew nearer, the shadow contracted significantly. It changed from a blob of darkness into something with shape, in this case the shape of a woman. The woman stepped forward and revealed herself to the duo.
She was slightly shorter than Sebastian, but thin, and so pale her white skin appeared almost transparent. Her eyes glowed and were a bright red, almost matching Sebastian's. She was loosely wrapped in a black cloth that left very little, if any, to the imagination. She had long, wavy blonde hair that appeared to move on its own, swirling and swaying like a force of its own. She continued to walk forward, until she was face to face with Sebastian.
"Well, well. It has been awhile hasn't it?" a velvety voice asked as the woman studied Sebastian.
"It has, hasn't it?" asked Sebastian.
Briefly, he thought of the last time he'd seen her, maybe 300 to 500 years in the past. Strangely, she looked much younger than she had the last time he saw her, as if her age had receeded by a few years. Then again Sebastian guessed it was just her vain way of shifting her appearance to something she could easily use to her conveinence.
"I thought you were in Italy," Sebastian stated. The woman grinned and gently reached forward, running her fingertips down Sebastian's cheek.
"You know...I really do love corrupting those stupid zealots in the vatican. Nothing thirlls me more than seducing a priest or some silly cardinal. However, Sebastian, you know why I'm here, and I know why you're here. Let's get down to it, you've broken the contract," the woman said.
"It was mine to break, hell has no reason to interfere," said Sebastian.
The woman smiled and brushed a loose tendril of hair from her eyes, backing away from Sebastian a bit and letting the red orbs settle on Ciel who was staring at the ground to avoid looking upon her. The woman smiled and turned her gaze back up to Sebastian.
"He's cute, I can see why you'd want him, but you know the rules," she said.
"Yes, and I know what will happen," said Sebastian.
The woman shrugged and sighed.
"Well, no one can say I didn't try, though this is suprising unchatacteristically stupid for you to pursue this course of action. May I please see him, this little tart you seem to be hiding from me," she asked Sebastian. He remained firm in his position between the two of them and after a quick glance at Ciel, the woman crossed her arms.
"Such a mean boy! " she pouted.
"Well, I do not trust you to simply look and not touch, since I know what that touch of yours can do," said Sebastian.
"Isn't it my right as a caring, devoted, loving, generous mother to see the pet that my son is risking Hell's fury to protect? Besides, I doubt I could do anymore harm to him than it appears you've done. He's nearly bled out from that wound in his side. You should be more careful with your toys," she said.
Ciel had been focusing on the ground and his own exhaustion. However, as what Lilith said was processed in his mind, his head jerked up before he could control the reaction and he looked upon Lilith.
"Son?!" he yelled.
The woman smiled, pushed past Sebastian, and offered a hand with well maintained and scarily long painted fingernails.
"Well, my dear, let me introduce myself. I am Lilith, Adam's original wife, and your dear Sebastian's wonderful mother," said Lilith.
Ciel stared at the woman. Save for the eyes, she looked nothing like Sebastian. He reached out to take the hand, force of habit he guessed, when Sebastian slapped it away. Lilith glared at him.
"Don't be rude, I'm not trying anything on the boy, I just want to get a better look at him. If you're going to be impolite, I an teach you a lesson, just as I did when you were a little spark of a demon," she growled. She reached forward, laying her hand gently on the bare skin of his neck. Sebastian's body seized up before he fell to the ground, convulsing. Ciel yelled out in concern and Lilith moved between the two of them.
"Don't worry, that's not the first time I've paralyzed him. Now then..." she said, returning her attention to Ciel.
She reached out, grabbed Ciel's chin, and forced him to look into her crimson eyes.
"My, my, I can see why you would want his soul, I'm salivating with just the scent of malice and hatred that seems to cling to him," she said softly. She gently ran a finger down the side of Ciel's face and Ciel felt as if he was scalded by a red hot poker and he jerked back. She grinned.
"Now then, let's see if we can fix this...." she trailed off, gently sliding her hand down to Ciel's wound. He felt like fire invaded his senses, burning everything as it started from the site of the wound and moved through his body. It lasted only a few seconds, but Lilith's hand stayed upon him and her eyes seemed to glaze over.
"Such self restraint he must've shown with you....for I have never seen such an appetizing dish. Makes me want to...." she kept her eyes locked on him as she leaned forward, her lips a few centimeters from Ciel's. The red hot pain he'd felt at he touch seemed to fade and was replaced by a cold, seeping feeling, as if Ciel fell into a ice cold lake. His sight blackened, and Ciel felt his eyes close. Thought passed out of his mind as he began to fall into what felt like a deep sleep.
Suddenly, Lilith was jerked away from Ciel by Sebastian as the boy weakly fell to the ground, his small body leaving a crater in the sand from the force of the fall. Sebastian snarled, grabbed Lilith by the collar, and slammed her into a tree, holding her a few feet above the ground by a death grip on her slender neck. Ciel felt some slight fear when he noticed Sebastian's skin a far paler shade than usual, and the fact the demon seemed to be slightly unsteady in his stance.
"Is there anything else you have to say to me?" growled Sebastian. Lilith sighed and motioned that she would like to be put down, a request that Sebastian answered by releasing her and causing her to fall on the ground before the tree. Lilith glared at him as she rose and straightened her clothing.
"Honestly, you're a few seconds from coughing up blood from the looks of it. You should know better than to break paralysis when you're weakened, and from the looks of if you're really going to need to feed on something soon with the ammount of energy it will take to regenerate that limb of yours," Lilith said.
"I'm fine. If you have nothing useful to say, then leave," Sebastian growled. Lilith shrugged, then her eyes narrowed. Sebastian closed his eyes, steadied in his stance, and suddenly a new arm shot out from the void where his old had been. Lilith smirked.
"Regenerating for that body in your state, you sure have grown much more powerful since I last left you, my dear boy," she said with a giggle.
"And you, my dear mother, are far from the maid you were when I last left you," Sebastian said, regaining his more regal way of speaking. Lilith sighed and crossed her arms.
"You have a 24 hour grace period in which you can chose to honor the contract you made with this child and devour his soul. After this period has been granted, others may go and collect on his contract instead of the direct claim you hold on him." said Lilith.
"I was aware of this," said Sebastian, picking Ciel up off the ground and holding him close. The chilled feeling from Lilth's touch had not faded and Ciel was shaking violently. Despite the protest of his fatigued and iced body, Ciel opened his mouth and spoke.
"Why would they take my soul? I made the contract with Sebastian. If he chooses," Ciel flashed Sebastian a dirty look, "to ignore my orders and go against the contract, how would it be the business of anyone else?" asked Ciel.
"Simple. Demons live to torment and enslave the wicked and corrupt and seduce the innocent. When a contract is made between a demon and a human, the contract must be honored by both parties or else...let's just say it looks bad on the rest of us shall we?" asked Lilith. She looked at Sebastian and smirked.
"You want to explain the rest of this?" she asked. Sebastian sighed.
"If a demon fails to collect his prize after the contract has been fulfilled, than others may take the soul of the human, a punishment for the demon's failure," said Sebastian.
"Someone else would take my soul?" asked Ciel with wide eyes.
Lilith nodded and continued. "From what I can tell, you have a set of options ahead of you. One, you can take Ciel's soul, end this all, and return to hell or whatever you wish, I really stopped caring about your whereabouts when you ceased to be cute. Two, you can leave Ciel's soul in his body, become mates with the boy, make him an immortal and protect him from any potential bidders. Three, you can take the boy, run, and fight off anyone who follows," said Lilith. She looked directly into Sebastian's eyes.
"Mating with the boy at his current age would be an stupid idea, not really as stupid as the course you are following now but still pretty foolish dear son. As an eternal child, he would be unable to protect himself and with an adorable face like that, every demon and his mother with try to claim him as their bitch," said Lilith.
"And Option one is completely out," stated Sebastian. Lilith shrugged.
"Well then, I guess you're on your own. I'll open a portal, my own little apology for my earlier actions," said Lilith. She slashed her hand down quickly and a rip appeared in the space infront of her. Light seemed to stream out and Lilith turned to gaze over her shoulder.
"I guess you've made your choice. There's a room waiting for you, and it is paid for. Like I said, they won't follow you until the end of the 24 hours is up. Rest up, you'll need it," said Lilith. Sebastian nodded carried Ciel to the portal before a whistle alerted him that his mother wished to continue speaking with him.
"I hope you know what you're doing, you're taking an awfully big risk here for such a small fry. I don't want to see you fall somewhere I cannot follow, after all you are one of my favorite offspring," said Lilith. Sebastian nodded and bowed to his mother, who curtsied and strolled into the mist and disappeared.
Sebastian walked through the portal and laughed at his mother's sense of humor, for who else would be so sadistic as to have the portal lead to the sixteenth chapel. Already, a nauseating feeling began to rise in his stomach, the force of the faith held in this building was disgusting, and it churned his demonic stomach. He quickly walked out of the chapel and followed the faint smell of sulfur to the hotel his mother had purchased a room at. Not a soul was around, fitting Liltith's love of privacy. Sebastian carried Ciel to a room stinking of his mother's scent, clutching the child tightly to him while opening the door.
Once inside, Sebastian placed Ciel down on the grand bed in the room and studied him. He was slightly haggard from all the turmoil of the day, and he was still chilled and in need of some sleep. Sebastian himself felt rather hollowed and ill, probably because of the long absence of eating souls and the stress his body had undergone. However, Ciel came first, so Sebastian decided on heating the boy with a warm bath and he prepared the bath as Ciel still sat on the bed, locked in some deep shock that kept him quiet, a very welcome reprieve from his constant questioning of Sebastian as he had done earlier. Once the bath was prepared, Sebastian led Ciel to the bathroom, stripped him of his clothing, and helped him into the bathtub.
"Sebastian?" Ciel whispered. Sebastian had been getting a cloth to wash Ciel but he paused as he looked at the boy, sitting alone in the tub.
"Yes Young Master?" he asked.
"That woman...Lilith, what was she doing to me?" asked Ciel. Sebastian sighed, walked over with the cloth, soaked it in the water, and began to wash Ciel's back.
"I think she was studying you at first, then she cauterized your wound, have you noticed it stopped bleeding?" asked Sebastian. Ciel blinked and stared at his side. The site of the wound was now a slightly reddened mark upon his skin, in a shape that reminded him of the mark left when a woman wearing too much lipstick was to kiss someone. Ciel closed his eyes and sighed.
"And then what was it she was doing?" Ciel asked. Sebastian took the washcloth he was using to Ciel's skin, gently scrubbing the boy's back and neck.
"After she healed you she began trying to remove your soul," said Sebastian.
"Remove my soul? What did she do to you?" asked Ciel.
"Lilith is one of the oldest demons, and has many powers. Not all of them are even known. One of them, however, is paralysis that can be enacted by a touch, skin to skin," said Sebastian.
"Is that what she did to me, when I felt like she was burning me?" asked Ciel.
"She was, in a way, investigating you. She was using her own method to see into your past, your mind, anything that would allow her to understand you better. Lilith is strange, I think she has gone insane in her old age," said Sebastian.
"...So, if she's your mother, whose your father?" asked Ciel. Sebastian shrugged.
"Lilith is not the kind to settle down. Even when she does mate, it's not typically too long before she grows bored with her mates and kills them. It's usally after they've imprenated her," Sebastian said.
"Impregnated her, how many children has she had?" asked Ciel.
"As of now, it's going on 834, granted she typically eats them if they bore her, go against her, or she just doesn't like them. A few times, she's even consumed her infants after birth," said Sebastian.
Ciel paled and shivered, something Sebastian noticed.
"Are you alright Young Master?" he asked.
"Yes. When she said you were one of her favorites..." Ciel began.
"I am one of the children she decided against eating. Of the 834...there have only been about 200 that she's not eaten, either because they escaped, or because she found they were interesting. I was one of the latter, and thus she allowed me to survive until I was old enough to live on my own. Now, I think we're done here," Sebastian said. Ciel nodded and Sebastian helped him out of the tub, grabbed a towel, and dried him off.
"Let me see if I cannot find you some clothing," Sebastian said. After scouring the room, Sebastian came across a shirt large enough to suffice as a night shirt. He removed the towel from Ciel's body and dressed him in the shirt, momentarily becoming distracted by a mark's on Ciel's face and side. The reddened skin, looked almost like the mark left upon the mate for a demon, a way to stake possession of the person being marked. He guessed the mark upon the face was from his mother's earlier caress of Ciel's silken skin and even though he knew if would be temporary the mark upon his side would probably be permanent and Sebastian found himself a bit troubled she'd left a mark on the boy. Sebastian buttoned the shirt as the young boy swayed about, ready to fall asleep right then and there. When he was dressed, Sebastian laid the boy beneath the blankets on the meager bed offered by the inn and tucked him in. He then prepared to sit besides the door, lest his mother's promise of tranquility was false.
"Se...bas...tian?" Ciel whispered. Sebastian looked at the boy.
"For tonight, could you stay besides me?" Ciel asked. Sebastian nodded and moved to sit near the bed, but Ciel moved aside and Sebastian saw the boy's true intention. He took a few of his clothes off, laying in his full uniform would be slightly uncomfortable, and removed his shoes before climbing into bed with the boy.
Ciel felt a bit cold, now with the heat of the warm bath having left him, and Sebastian felt himself concerned. If the boy got sick, his weakened state would be something that would prove diffacult to deal with should any demons start following.
"Are you alright Young Master," asked Sebastian.
Ciel was silent and Sebastian's concern grew. He could tell by the pace of the boy's breathing and heart rate that Ciel was still awake, and it had appeared Ciel's shock had worn off, so why was he silent again. Just as he was about to question him again, Sebastian felt Ciel shift and press himself closer to Sebastian.
"Young Master?" Sebastian asked.
"Why are you doing this? If you took my soul, no one would chase you. Everything could end, it could all be over. Do you hate me so much that you would deprive me from an end to all this madness and death?" whispered Ciel. Sebastian thought about the question and then wrapped his arms around the boy, nearly crushing Ciel to him.
"Sebastian?" Ciel asked quietly, sounding concerned for the action.
"It is not hatred that leads me to deprive you of your death. It is selfishness. After such an extended time together, the notion of devouring your soul no longer appeals to me," said Sebastian. Ciel was quiet for a few minutes and then asked a question in a small, fragile sounding voice.
"What does appeal to you?" he asked. Sebastian smirked.
"The thing that appeals to me the most, is having you by my side," he said. Ciel stiffened in Sebastian's grip and then pulled back and looked the demon in the eyes.
"You wish for me to be by your side?" he asked. Sebastian smirked.
"Out of all the humans I have corrupted the hundreds of years I have walked, you are the only one that has captivated me so. To devour your soul would be like....plucking only a few petals off of a rose. I do not wish to take only a few petals, but the rose itself," said Sebastian. He watched Ciel yawn and readied himself to sleep, even thought demons did not need sleep it still was useful in helping to renergize the body and this was most likely going to be the last time he would probably get to indulge in such a fond past time. As it was, tomorrow it was necessary for him to feed on souls, he figured there had to be a few sinners amonst the saints and priests in the vatican, and he had 24 hours before the gates of hell would open and he and his master would be hunted. He felt Ciel snuggle closer to his body and he smiled but just as the boy was falling asleep, Sebastian felt him stir.
"Se...bas...tian?" he asked sleepily.
"Yes Young Master?" asked Sebastian.
"Don...Don't ever leave me. I do not want mere petals either," said Ciel. Sebastian froze, and then smiled and pulled the master closer to him. The boy's breathing evened out and Sebastian felt him fall into a deep sleep. Sebastian closed his eyes and eased into sleep too, but not before murmuring one final sentance to his master.
"Yes, my lord. Good night, young master...."