To hocked up on red-bull to sleep yet to bored to watch TV- the prefect time to write in my book.
This came to me one time when I was watching a Kuroshitsuji parody on youtube, though I don't know why. I just thought:
"Hum, I wonder what it would be like if Sebastian wasn't the cool and suave butler that he is. What if all the cases and adventures they went on only happened by complete and utter accident?" And thus this story was born!
It's too long to put in one chapter so I'm going to split it up into parts, how many I'm not sure of yet.
Enjoy everybody~!
I DON'T OWN KUROSHITSUJI!
"It seems that I have won," came a small but proud voice. There was nothing but black as far as the eyes could see. Suddenly however, the darkness gave out in one spot and in it's place a hazy and unrecognizable figure slowly morphed into the shape of a small and frail child. The child was dirty and injured, having horribly dirty clothes and bruised and battered body. The clothes were ripped and far too big for his small frame, while his body was covered in cuts and bruises, along with both having some blood and other strange substances caked on. It was a gruesome and truly miserable sight to behold, but despite this appearance, the child didn't see distress in the slightest. In fact, there was a small, strangely victorious smile, gracing his dirty face.
"Fine child, name your prize," boomed a deep baritone that seemed to come from no where and everywhere at the same time. The boy opened his eyes, revealing a deep rich cobalt blue, they were a lit with a vengeful scorn, right down to the boy's very core.
"I want revenge, I want to make all who made me suffer and humiliated me pay." The boy said heatedly, the darkness only chuckled at the boy's conviction, almost as if it were mocking him.
"I suppose you want a contract with a demon then I suppose? Fine, you may have any that you ask for, but choose wisely for you will not get to choose again, Ciel Phantomhive."
"I want the best one you have," the boy now known as Ciel demanded. There was a certain tension in the air as the pause in dialogue stretched uncomfortably between the shadow and the boy. The darkness seemed to swirl and shake, almost in a...sheepish sort of way, much like how a boy trying to find a way to get out of trouble without his parents knowing he had been in trouble in the first place kind of way.
"...That I am afraid, is not possible at the moment," the shadow said slowly. Testing the water's known as the boy's patience.
"Why not? You said I could have any I wanted, and you lost, so now it's time for you to pay up!" Ciel growled sharply, tired of this monster's game.
"My best demon is currently on a contract right now, he will not be ready to take another for at least another ten years." The shadow informed dryly.
"Can't you revoke the other contract?" Ciel asked clamly, now was not the time to lose his cool, especially not in front of this creature.
"No, the demon needs to feed, if I recall, he hasn't eaten in the last three decades. A demon can go only so long without feeding before they turn to dust." After a short pause the demon continued,"I can however, give you the brother of my best, he's not quite as good, but, I believe that he will do for you request."
"Fine," Ciel sighed, something was better than nothing at all, right?
Besides, even if he didn't get the best, he got the next best thing right?
Yet as the darkness gave way in a flurry of black feathers, leaving a lone figure in it's place; Ciel had the strangest feeling that he was making what his father used call a: " Bad choice in employment."
He would soon figure out that, no one gets a good deal when they win a bet with the devil himself; and that no one beats the devil.
" Young master, it is time for you to awake now," came a quiet voice. A tall broad figure of a man was pulling a massive blue velvet curtain back as a small lump under the covers of a king sized bed started to move.
"Uhh, five more minutes," the lump commanded. The man sighed as he continued to fix the curtain, never once turning to face his young master.
"Young master, you have a schedule to keep, you can't just laze the day away by-"
-KABOOM!-
The tall man turned towards the sound of the explosion, revealing himself to be an aged man of about fifty or sixty. The elder man chuckled in good humor. "Sebastian sure has something cooking up today!" He laughed while going towards the cloth lump.
"Don't remind me," the lump groaned while pulling the sheet away revealing the boy known as Ciel Phantomhive, but slightly different from before. He had grown taller and his face lost some of it's baby fat, yet the biggest change would have to be his eyes, the one that could be seen was now cold and hard as colbalt, while the other could not be seen as a black eye patch covered it from view.
"Dress me quickly Tanaka, I have a feeling that I'm going to need all the time I can get today," Ciel ordered as he stated to get out of bed.
"Yes, my lord."
"SEBASTIAN!" Roared a man in clothes that resembled a chef's attire at a man dressed in all black, the clothes of a butler. The Chef had dirty blond hair and blue eyes and was relatively tall with a muscular build, much too muscular to be just a chef only. This man used to be a solider before his job at the Phantomhive manor, a pretty damn good one at that to. He could have made general had he stuck with it, however, it was due to his need to follow his passion for cooking that led him to ultimately discharge from the army.
Oh, and his entire platoon died had a small contribution to it as well, but it was mostly the need to cook that swayed him.
His counterpart, the butler in all black was a man- er boy? No, no definitely a man, though a small one- with shaggy brown hair and bright green eyes. He was slender and quite lanky compared to the chef, so it was quite hard to believe that he was already twenty-one, he hardly even looked eighteen! His butler attire was all black and elegant looking, however there where some places that seemed a bit too big for the small man and others just a bit too small. He gave off a sloppy feeling, with his crooked tie, untucked in shirt along with slight bed head. However he stood with perfect posture and a polite, neutral look graced his pretty face, giving the image of a person of high society.
Both where currently in the kitchen of the Phantomhive manor, or what was left of it anyways, surveying the damage. There was smoke all around them as well as the charred remains of pots and a pans, there was also the strangest purple liquid on the ceiling that gave off the most unusual of sents... The Chef glared at the butler in black, who stared quizzically at the soot covered stove.
"I don't understand, I put the meat in as I always do," the man now known as Sebastian said thoughtfully.
"That's just it!" the chef-like man snapped,"you always do this. I would be surprised if you didn't end up blowing up something or burning it to ashes!"
"That's preposterous and slanderous! I'll have you know that I never once burned anything." The offended brown haired man huffed.
"That's because there's nothing left to burn after your through with it," the chef muttered under his breath.
"What was that Bard?" Sebastian glared.
"Nothing!" Bard said quickly before looking at the charred spot where the breakfast that he made use to be. "I guess we'll just have to start from scratch. Can you go help Maylene set the table? It'll only take me a couple of minutes to make something suitable for the young master." he sighed.
"I suppose." Sebastian allowed before heading towards the dinning hall. He didn't particularly like having been order around by Bard of all people, but he really wasn't in the position to argue about it now either. He walked with his head held high out of the kitchen, pointedly ignoring Bard's mutter of: "He's Maylene's problem now."
Sebastian relocated to a grand hall that had a massive table right in the middle of it. He watched as a red-haired female put a freshly pressed and smoothed table cloth on the table while a trolley of silverware sat off to the left of her. Sebastian walked over to the trolley and picked up a spoon. He stared at the spoon for a bit before looking at the table, then back a the spoon, then the table once more; he looked at the spoon one last time before making his decision. He promptly shoved the spoon in a vase almost overflowing with white lilies, making sure that the spoon would be notice frist.
"That's better," he confirmed, looking pleased with himself.
"Ah, what are you doing Mr. Sebastian!" the red haired maid shrieked. "That's the master's favorite spoon, you know he doesn't eat anything without it!" She panicked grabbing the spoon out of the vase and quickly heading over to a basen filled with water.
"That's the point, now he can look at it every time he eats. He won't be without it during meals ever again." The red haired maid sighed quietly under her breath as she rinsed the spoon. After she found it to be as clean as possible, she set it right next to a fancy plate as well as some other implements that the young master would probably need for brakefeast.
"Mr. Sebastian, I forgot to get a bowl from the pantry, could you go and get it for me? Oh, and while your at it, there is a new case of flowers that the Master wants planted in the front of the yard today, could you get to that before noon?" Sebastian nodded, walking rhythmically out of the dinning hall, ignoring the huge breath of relief that the maid made.
He calmly walked down the hallway, head held high, just as a fully dress Ciel and Tanaka were coming downstairs.
"Good morning young master!" Sebastian chirped merrily, Ciel only gave a grunt in response, walking right pass him, Sebastian deflated slightly at being brushed off. Tanaka however, stopped and greeted his fellow butler, his aged face crinkled into a smile.
"Ah, good morning Sebastian, how are you doing today?" Sebastian perked right back up as he straighten himself to his proper butler form.
"Just fine, and of you, how are you feeling today Tanaka?" The older butler laughed quietly as he patted the other's shoulder.
"Well I'm no longer the spring chicken that I once was during my youth, but I still got it!" Sebastian smiled lightly, Tanaka really was the prime example of a world-class butler, every thing he did turned out brilliantly! No matter what the circumstance or how bad things seemed, Tanaka manged to turn everything in his favor-
a lot like a certain someone from the past...
"Sebastian? Sebastian? Are you alright lad?" 'Sebastian' snapped out of his wondering immediately before he remembered too much, now was not the time for this sort of thing, he had work to do!
"Forgive me Tanaka, I was just musing to myself, if you would excuse me, I must prepare for tonight's social event."
"Ah yes, I must do so as well," Tanaka checked his watch, most likely utilizing his time. "I must be off, I'll leave the gardening to you, but do try not to work too hard this time, okay?" Sebastian nodded and bowed as Tanaka left. He then proceeded to the lawn, which looked dazzling as an array of flowers and plants where placed expertly in the right places.
Some say that the garden of the Phantomhive manor was able to compete with her majesty, the queen's own private one in Buckingham palace! The lawn was perfect and healthy without a blade of grass out of place, the gardens were overflowing with an abundance of flowers of many different colors, mostly arraying whites and blues with the occasional oranges and yellow now and then, and the bushes this time of year were blooming beautifully with little white flowers. It gave the manor a graceful yet inviting glow. Merchants all over England jumped at the chance to pass by the manor during the spring when all the flowers were in bloom. Many people wondered how such a garden could thrive so well when the master of the house only had five servants in total. There was just no way they could tend to the gardens so carefully, while at the same time, keep up with the house-hold duties.
Some say that the grounds were blessed by angels while others would say that it was cursed by how tragically it's past occupants died. However most seasoned gardeners would agree that it wasn't solely the ground that made the garden but more like the gardener himself, Sebastian.
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You're right, I don't believe it either, but it's true!
Sebastian was a pretty useless butler, almost everyone who met the man could have told you that, but only a few knew of Sebastian's gift of gardening. It had been by complete and utter accident that Ciel himself stumbled upon his newest butler's talent, but as soon as he found out, he left all of the gardening to the black butler, who was more than happy to comply. Sebastian loved flowers, they were the surface world's greatest wonder in his opinion. They came in so many different colors and gave off the most unusual odors! Yet they were so frail and easy to crush, he had to be careful and treat them gently, he learned that the hard way once when he unintentionally set the whole ground on fire...
Anyway back to the current topic, Sebastian's strangely uncanny talent for gardening-
"Meow~" Sebastian froze like a deer caught in headlights. His demon sense of hearing, which was far more superior to that of a human's, perk up at the sound of that cry. There was a rattling sound in the bushes, Sebastian took a hesitant step towards it, it just couldn't be!
"Meow~" A tiny black cat emerged from the bushes and headed straight for Sebastian, who just stood there. As the cat got closer the 'butler' paled, his already shiny white skin was getting an unhealthy look to it. The cat rubbed against his pant leg affectionately, it was only then that Sebastian snapped back to life and reacted-
"AH! GET AWAY FROM ME YOU VILE BEAST!" The butler made a rather embarrassing squeal as he started to violently shake the cat off of his leg, the poor creature was so shocked that it only held tighter to the butler's pant-leg, digging it's tiny claws into the fabric and eventually the skin. This only fueled the butler's panic attack, his movement became more frantic and spastic.
"OFF I SAY, OFF! I KNOW YOU UNDERSTAND ME YOU GHASTLY CREATURE, RELEASE ME AT ONCE!"
"What in the world is going on out here! ?" It was then that the cat flew off of the butler's leg and landed right on to the head of a certain Phantomhive heir. Sebastian' green eyes became wide as saucers as he quickly rushed to his master's aid.
"Don't worry master I'll remove that horrid beast!" Sebastian picked up a nearby broom and hoisted it well above his head. Ciel saw this and tried to run away from the manic butler, but Sebastian kept right on his heels as he chased after the boy with the broom.
"Get away from me you bloody idiot! Tanaka!" Ciel made a rather unappealing (but still dignified mind you), scream as the broom flew past him, barely missing him by an inch; it instead, slammed into a marble statue, knocking the head clean off of it. This only caused the poor boy to run faster in his desperate escape, but he soon ran out of wind, huffing and clutching his sides, the butler used this to his advantage as he cornered the boy by a bush.
"Hold still master, I'll have that cat off of you in a second!" The Black Butler pulled out his trusty secret weapon- a rake- and swung right at the poor boy's face, which now held the cat on it. Ciel braced himself for the oncoming blow that never came.
Suddenly the cat was softly pulled from his face, revealing Tanaka and a now unconscious Sebastian, sporting a rather large bump on his head and a bent rake laying off to the side.
"Hohoho, things sure do get lively around here when a guest arrives unexpectedly don't they Master Ciel?" The season butler joked as he softly petted the tiny creature's head, Ciel huffed at the small jibe coming from Tanaka and stood up to straighten himself, casting a rather displeased glance at his unconscious slave.
"Honestly, he reacts like this every time he sees a cat! Even I don't make that big of a fuss and I'm allergic to the bloody thing! That pansy."
"Now master, be reasonable. He did have quite the traumatic experience with cats once remember? If memory serves me correctly, it was all because of a certain misbehaving young master that he accumulated such fear in the first place."
"I haven't the slightest clue on what you're referring to." Ciel huffed, looking away from the man's knowing gaze.
"You reap what you sow Master, that's all I am merely saying." Tanaka smiled with a amused twinkle in his eyes. He looked back at the still comatose butler and hoisted him up into his arms.
"It's almost impossible to believe that he once used to adore them." Tanaka sighed, then laughed fondly as he walked back to the manor with the other still in his arms, "I can still recall a time where he would bring them in from the rain and hide them in his room."
"- Against my orders I might add," Ciel muttered as he walked ahead of them.
"Hohoho, but it was quite cute to see him so lively with that fascinated look in his eyes, it was like he never saw a cat in his whole life! Even you couldn't resist when he first begged you to let him keep one."
"Only because he wouldn't leave me alone about it, he wouldn't let go of my leg for a whole day!" Ciel snapped exasperatedly, recalling Sebastian's 'kicked-puppy' look as he begged while Ciel had to drag himself to a meeting with Sebastian still attached to his leg.
"He's just like a child sometimes, don't you think so master?" Tanaka laughed as he and the young master made their way back inside the manor.
Trying to get back to a happy place in life one chapter at a time~
This was in the back of my mind for a while, I finally decided to write it after being too stressed out and frustrated to study. I needed something to take my mind off of finals, which starts today, and help put the pep back in my step. I really shouldn't be so flighty with my stores but I can't help it!
Ah plot bunny, you're a fickle mistress indeed.
Well, I hoped you guys at least got a little chuckle in, I'm having trouble telling what's funny and what's not nowadays. Collages really sucks the soul out of you sometimes...
See you next time~