Disclaimer: Kuroshitsuji is not mine and will never be.

This fic is not finished, this is only the prologue.

Prologue

"I give you one advice, never develope any feelings for a human. It will only cause you trouble."

"Trust me, I won't. There isn't a human who is attractive or even strong enough to catch my attention." The demon smirked and brushed the elder demon's hand assuringly. The other smiled wickedly back at him, but his eyes didn't have a glimpse of humour in them. It was a look of kill.

"Father, I give you my word. Now please excuse me, there is something I have to do as you well know.'"

The younger demon bowed at his father and left the room. The elder demon closed his eyes and sighed when the massive wooden doors were slammed shut.

"He is a truly a disgrace of a demon.. never willing to listen to anything I tell him. And if the takes that form, I won't let him return here. Not when he has charmed dozens of humans and fucked them instead of eating them up."

A small grin was formed on his lips.

"No.. that's when I kill him with my own hands."

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The boy looked so small and so fragile in his arms. He was a child, and yet he had suffered so much pain. Not that the demon could possibly understand human feelings, but according to the pained expression the boy wore on his face, the boy was broken.

"Demon, it's cold out here. Do something about it." The boy was glaring at him, hands around his arms in a desperate attempt to warm himself up. He found himself smiling at the poor boy and put him down for a second. Yes, his new master was indeed buck naked.

"I'm sorry. Shall I lend you my jacket?" The boy nodded and he stripped his jacket away and handed it to the boy. "Now you have at least something on." Without saying a word, his grumpy young master put on the long coat which covered him throughoutly.

"This damn coat is too big! Oh well, continue to carry me. We are soon at my mansion and I'll give you your proper outfit and everything else you need."

"Yes, young master." The demon bowed at the young boy and lifted him in his arms again. In a while he caught the boy staring at him, grinning slightly.

"You are indeed skillful, hm. Yes, please continue calling me young master. It will be suitable. Now about your name.. I have decided to call you 'Sebastian'. And in case you wonder why I picked that name for you.. my dog was named Sebastian." The demon grinned a bit and cocked his eyebrow.

"Oh?" Sebastian found the look on his young master's face quite amusing: the young boy was pouting and was blushing slightly. Yet the boy looked at him straight in the eyes.

"That dog, Sebastian, he was quite important to me. Anyways, let's continue our journey." The boy closed his eyes and drifted to a dreamless sleep. Sebastian couldn't help but be amused. He, a demon, was now re-named after a dog? That fact was hilarious.

It did tell him that the boy was a human with feelings. Ciel had told him that the dog meant much for him. Ciel, indeed. That was a beautiful name, Ciel Phantomhive.

While watching the boy snore in his arms, he studied his new master. Who knows how beautiful this child would be later? When the kid was so beautiful even as a ten-year-old. Sebastian grinned, Ciel Phantomhive belonged to him and only him.

Not that he desired the poor kid, not at all. Young master was only a piece of human filth, like everything else in the world. Nothing else.