Hi guys!

Yeah, so this is my Kuroshitsuji fanfiction...

Well, I hope you enjoy!

Warning: may contain swearing, violence and/or suggestive themes/sex. You have been warned.

On to the story my lovelies!

In the dark of the night, a young man walked through the Phantomhive Manor carrying candles so that the hallway was illuminated as he tread silently. This was slightly ironic as the man did not need the candles in order to see. As lightning split the dreary England sky outside, a smirk formed on the young man's lips. He merely watched, his red eyes oddly glowing as the steak of brilliant light shone briefly.

This could be none other than the young Earl Phantomhive's butler, Sebastian Michaelis. The butler watched as the brilliant light show was disappeared almost as quickly as it came. With a heavy sigh, he proceeded to check his silver pocket watch, his face now cast in dark shadows thrown by the flickering flame of the candle. 11:59

Before the young butler could move his vision was overtaken. This was something that wasn't expected and put him slightly at unease. Slightly. As he parted his lips to speak, he became aware there was another presence similar to that of his own and yet totally unfamiliar. He pressed his lips together once more as his vision cleared and he saw something in the shadows.

A pair of ice blue eyes stared at him as the room slowly lightened. A pair of warm hands rested on his shoulders as the figure moved closer. He continued to watch, trying to make out the figure. Before his eyes could adjust enough to see who it was in front of him, he felt pressure against his lips. Slowly he felt himself engulfed in strange sensations, one resting in his breast, making him feel strangely euphoric and light. The other rested in his loins, making him feel the desire to embed himself in a warm being.

Just as soon as he felt these sensations they were gone- just like the lightning. He blinked, slightly startled as his vision returned to normal. Never before had he heard of this, let alone experienced this. He tried to recall any features of the being from his dream-like state, only able to remember those ice blue eyes.

A faint scent wafted around him and he quit breathing, his mind working to distinguish the scent. Smoke and cinnamon. This strange mixture of scents embedded themselves in his mind, combining with the image of the eyes. "How interesting..." The butler said aloud, turning to continue his walk. He checked his watch once more. 12:01

Shaking his head, the young butler continued on. Idly fantasizing did not become a Phantomhive butler at all. There was still so much work to be done as well. Still, he couldn't help but let his mind wander as he completed the mundane tasks under the cloak of night. The evening previous Lady Elizabeth, his master's fiance, had decided to visit- unannounced yet again.

"Sebastian," the girlish voice hit his sensitive ears and he immediately detected her anxiety as she spoke.

"Yes, M'lady?" He asked, turning to face her.

"Did you ever have a love?"

"I beg your pardon?" Sebastian blinked in surprise. "A love?"

"Yes. Was there ever a lady you-"

"I'm afraid not. I've never the time to even consider any ladies, let alone court one. My duty is to serve my lord, not to find a partner."

"How terribly sad..." Lizzy murmured, her eyes filling with sadness and her curls drooping slightly.

"M'lady, it's quite alright, honestly. I feel no sadness in this. It is my honor to serve the head of the Phantomhive family." He smiled for her though really it was a bit annoying.

"You're so loyal..." Lizzy remarked, brightening a bit. "Selfless as well. My Ciel is lucky to have you." She had no idea.

"Of course. If I didn't put my master's wishes before my own, what kind of a butler would I be?"

"Indeed." He agreed quietly to himself. He closed the record book, finally finished with his chores. With yet another sigh, he stood. Slowly, he picked up the candelabra, proceeding to head for the stairs. He was on his way to check on his tiny master who tended to have nightmares when it stormed. Pathetic.

Upon setting his hand on the door, Sebastian immediately knew something was out of place. The moment he opened the door his eyes were greeted with the unpleasant sight of an empty bed. This was highly frustrating as this meant his master had been taken, yet again. "Honestly..."

Within a mere moment, Sebastian was outside, knives in his hand as he started on his way towards his master.

"Who are you?!" Ciel demanded, blood trickling from his split lip as he stared up at a dark figure. Though the figure had rescued him, he knew this wasn't his butler.

"I am who I am." The voice said simply. It was smooth like satin and sounded deep but at the same time not deep enough to be masculine. It also had the same sort of lilting quality attributed to the French but with only half the same lisps known to the accent as well.

"Answer me!" The tiny boy shouted, his eyes widening.

"If you must know, I am a demon." The voice was definitely feminine.

"Why are you here?!"

"You summoned me." She said simply. He could barely make out two boots, similar to that of the ones he had seen when he called Sebastian. Wait, Sebastian...

"Impossible. I already have a servant of your kind." Ciel spat at the unseen female, his eyes narrowing.

"That I know. However, answer me this, tiny one. Does the guilty man choose only one lawyer when he has the choice of having many?" Scorn was evident in her voice. She was mocking him!

"Enough with your games! Tell me what it is that you want!"

"The same thing we all want... Our desire to be fulfilled. However, I assume you ask what it is that is my desire. This should be obvious. I want your soul to devour, Ciel Phantomhive. In return, I shall offer you my services."

"You should know that I cannot break contract with my current-"

"Yes, you cannot break it, but you can contract with me due to a loophole. What do you say, Ciel Phantomhive? At the very least this should interest you, entertain you. You'll see two demons fight to the death over your soul." In the shadows a smirk played across the hidden demon's lips.

After an eternity of thinking, Ciel came to his conclusion. "Deal." He had less than a second before he felt searing pain over his heart. His newest contract mark. Then the shadows lifted and a woman in her early twenties stood before him.

"Master." She purred, bowing slightly at her waist, her head dipped. As she straightened there was a shadow thrown across the room.

"Well, isn't this a turn of events?" Glowing eyes belonging to Ciel's butler, Sebastian Michaelis.

Sebastian had raced to his master's aid, only to find he had been to late. What he found instead was a woman standing beside him. A demoness.

This itself was surprising as demonesses were quite rare. For every thousand demons, one was female. At least, this used to be the case. However, their numbers had dwindled greatly. The fact that one would come out of hiding meant she had to be close to starving. He himself had not dined for many years. Still, this was extraordinary.

Almost as extraordinary as her ice blue eyes.