Hi everyone. i hope you all enjoy. I am not new to this i have written before. As i could only put it under two genres, i will note that it is very AU/OOC on some characters.

Black butler/Kuroshitsuji does not belong to me, just this particular story idea does.

thank you all again and please enjoy.

Chapter 1

"I need you to close your eyes sweetie" the soft voice I knew so well. The scent of something sweet filled my nose. Chocolate coloured curls framing a beautiful face.

"Play dead, for me and know that I love you"

Shouting, I could hear shouting.

"Mr. Wilkes?"

That's not my name.

"Mr. Wilkes?"

My eyes opened slowly to see rain hitting the window pane.

A dream.

"Are you joining in today Mr Wilkes?" Mrs Smith shouted at me from the chalk board. I looked over to her, looking bored.
"Nope" I answer back simply.

The class erupted into laughter.

"Class." Mrs Smith sighed, her face wrinkling in frustration. She was just about to carry on with the most boring of lesson's when the bell rang, signalling the end of the day.

Thank god for that.

"Right before we go, I know it is only the 2nd week of January, however your GCSE exams will be upon us before you know it. Please study hard and do your home work." Mrs Smith left us with that wonderful bit of happiness.

I stood up, stretching and silently walked out with the rest of the class. The halls where busy, full of kids eager to get home. People were laughing, talking or joking with others.

Friends huh. Why does modern day life have to revolve around friends?

I only have close friends, just a few. Most of the people I have around me are pawns or idiots, just like he had.

"Home sir?" Came the familiar voice; I saw my chauffeur waving at me from the rolls Royce.

Oh god...he's smiling.
"As always"

Slipping into the back, I couldn't help but look at myself in the mirror in the car.

Oh god now I'm starting to sound vain.

Royal blues eyes, dark charcoal gray hair (with a tint of blue) styled into a side fringe.

You wouldn't think I'm nobility.

My name is Earl Ciel Vincent Phantomhive the second, but not the one you think. Nope I am his 5 times great grandson, last of the line. Made an orphan at the age of 10, hated life ever since. People always told my mother my name was cursed, but no she went ahead a called me it anyway.

Now they're dead, my life has no purpose; apart from keeping the family traditions like the earldom, Funtoms and keeping the queens special job.

Oh yes, the Monarch still has work for us.

My staff are all descendants of his, all have the same names too, which is the creepy part. As people always said, the past repeats.

I settled into the cool leather upholstery, letting my mind wander. It had been a while since I had, had my friends round.
Traffic was slow. We were travelling back to the manor.

Yes the manor still exist.

However no one at school but the teachers and head master knew who I really was, I made it that way. They were to treat me as a normal person till the day I said otherwise. As we stopped at the red lights, a red sports car pulled up next to us. Blonde locks caught my eye I pressed the button so my window came down.
"Hey its Ciel" I heard Lizzy shout.
"Oh it's the shrimp boy, got your converse on Rule Breaker?" I heard Derik shout laughing with his mate.

"Ignore them" Elizabeth winked at me. Yes that was the new Elizabeth Middford. As our lines had diluted, we were no longer related as such. She came from the blood line of the original Elizabeth's brother. It was all so complicated.
"I'll try" I tried to flirt but the words stuck in my mouth, and with a roar of engine she had already vanished.

"Her boyfriend is a dick" I murmured sullenly.
"Now sir that not nice, he is 16 - says Emily" came the voice from behind the wheel.
"Do you know how creepy that is?" I shuddered "Anyhow whether he is 16 or not he is a dick and she shouldn't' be dating him" I said as a matter of fact.
"She's 15 and allowed to do as she wishes master - says Wordsworth."

"They better be the only snakes you have in this car"
"Yes sir just me, Wordsworth and Master Snake here - says Emily" Snake had a creepy way about him, but I have never seen anyone command snakes in such a way, let alone completely silently.

Though it still doesn't make Snake any less creepy.
"Home sir - says Wordsworth" came the eventual call, Snake smiled in the mirror as I rolled my eyes.

The door opened, Mey already attending.
"Good day at school sir?" she asked.
"Same as always, he tied up?" I queried as I strode into the Entrance Hall.
"Yes sir, won't speak, Finny asked if you want him to have a go at him?" Mey smile sweetly

Innocent look for a trained killer.

"Nah, can't spoil all my fun" I smirked "Pliers and hammer with the circular file " I waved my hand, she knew what I meant, I had to change out of my uniform.

About 20 minutes later I entered the kitchen, smiled as I walked to wards the tools that had been laid out for me. As I inspected them I could hear my staff talking even when they thought I couldn't.
"He's the spitting image of earl Ciel, but could he be sweeter than him, instead of crueller?" I heard Bard ask.
"Crueller than normal, in comparison to his family legacy. So remember not to make a mistake Bardroy" That was Mey teasing Bard like always, he simply laughed in response.

"He wouldn't do anything to me, remember I'm the one who taught him how to handle a rifle" I could just see Bards smirk.

"But he's so young, there must be some good in him" The ever optimist Finny.

Hah.
"Well I'm off to have some fun, don't mind me and don't listen to the screams!" I joked, passing the now silent staff on the stairs from the kitchen to the basement.

Tied to a char in the middle of the basement the man was quiet and sullen, quite different from the shouting masked leader of a mercenary group who invaded my home last night. Now the mask had been pulled off, revealing a young face and closely cropped blonde hair on top of a well muscled body. He still wore the torn fatigues from last night.
"Now then mister... Billy?" I frowned looking at him.
"Names not Billy" he spat at me, his spittle flecked with blood.
"Oh it is for me, for all I care. Now I want to know who sent you." I twirled the pliers in my hands.
"Not telling" he said through bruised lips, no doubt from where bard had punched him.
"Okay then let's make it easier"

I walked to wards him, placing my foot on his chest, while he struggled. I smirked, placing the plier ends offer his top right canine looking tooth, he tried to shout now, but it turned into a blood curdling scream as I pulled. The cracking and sounds of the raw flesh was satisfying. His screaming was as loud as it could be, I pulled more, pushing on his chest with my foot till I pulled the tooth out. Blood splattered my face and clothes.
"Gonna tell me now?" I smiled. He shook his head, defiant but terrified.
"Fine" I picked up the hammer and file, placing the file tip, just under his pointing finger, nail. Smiled and bang, I hit the end of the file with the hammer, his screams began again. The nail now off, he passed out, presumably from shock.
Well that was boring.

I dropped the tools and whipped myself off. As I went to leave the room, I heard a laughing, deep, and deviously delicious. I shook my head.

Great, now I'm going mad too.

As I climbed the stairs back to the kitchen, I thought about it a little more.

"Who would want to attack me at the moment, there's no rifts between affiliated gangs or such..." I was still thinking as I opened the door back into the kitchen.

"CIEL VINCENT PHANTOMHIVE" the shrill from Mey-rin.

"What, what did I do now?!" I held my hands up. Bard was trying not to laugh as he was mixing something.

"And how precisely do you expect me to get the stains out of the shirt?" her hands were on her hips.

"Now, now may. I'm sure.." I began.

"You're sure what?" she had now crossed her arms.

"Ciel my lord, I think now would be the best time to admit defeat and just hand her the shirt" Bard was laughing. I smiled.

"Sure, I'll take it off and bring it straight to you" I walked over to the sink so I could wash my hands. The clear water ran red, then back to clear.

"What're you making?" I questioned Bard.

"Well I am trying out a new recipe for walnut cake" he beamed.

"Can't wait to taste it" I was all but ushered out the kitchen by may-rin.

You see, Mey is ten years older than me and when I was born she became my nanny as such. My mother was very fond of Mey rin. As time went on I grew close to my staff as the ages differences were not great. When my parents died they were all that was left for me. They took care of me, taught me stuff like how to shave and such. Mey has been a constant mother figure to me. They are like family. However they still remember their places and what part of their job role is. Keeping the queens guard dog safe.

Once in my room I swiftly removed the shirt and handed it to Mey who was stood outside my door waiting. I walked over to my adjoining bathroom and decided to shower before dinner. Blood at the dining table is most undignified and after all I am an Earl.

Dinner was the normal affaire well as normal you could get. Afterwards I decide to throw myself into practise.

"My lord why do I have to be the victim today?" Snake's normal voice was a rarity and only heard when complaing. I chuckled.

"Because Finny was the victim yesterday and Bard is busy. Now stop whining and hold the dammed sword up" I stood with my hand left hand resting on my hip and my right outstretched holding my sabre pointing at snake.

"But my lord..." Snake stood wrapped up in fluffy pillows so I didn't actually cut him.

"Look either to practise this with me or... I make you play chess with me?" I gave him the option.

"This" he was quick at that decision.

After a little while Snake was on the floor breathing hard.

"Oh my dear brother" Rose (or Freckles and Doll as she is sometimes know by. The story of those two names is for another time) came to Snake's rescue. "I see you weren't very good against Ciel then?" she helped him up.

"Is it any surprise? He is a champion fencer now." Mey stated matter-of-factly from the top of the stairs, making me feel proud.

"Ciel, did you want tea in the small sitting room?" Mey questioned.

"No, bring it to my room. Freckles please tend to Snake. " I turned to the stairs, my sword back in its sheath ready for another day.

"Oh and Mey" I looked at her. She smiled at me.

"Yes my lord"

"Bring me a slice of fruit cake with my tea" I started to walk the stairs. I heard Mey laughing as she passed me.

"You're going to get ill by all the sugar you consume" I waved her off.

"I know"

I sat up with a startle. I must have fallen asleep. A small knock on my doors woke me.

"My lord?" Mey's voice.

"Enter" I commanded. I sat up the book I was reading fell open.

"I have come to clear the pots away" she gave a small bow and went to her task. I stood up, hold the book. Elizabeth Phantomhive's diary.

"Anything else you need sir?" she asked before leaving.

"No thank you. I am going to retire for the night" I gave the information so that no one would Disturbed me till the morning. I changed quickly and slid into bed. Book still in hand. I started to drift off again, my dreams haunted by the words on the page.

Sun. The sun shone through my heavy curtains. I hadn't closed them last night. I stretched feeling my earrings scraped along the pillow covers as I moved. I shook my head a little, noting the book had dropped to the floor in the night. I stood up bending to pick up the book opening it to the entry describing the old butler, I chuckled and said the 'cursed' words aloud, not caring.

After all, Demons don't exist.
"TE TRA GRAM MA TON"

I stood with my arms stretched out, waiting for something, anything.

Nothing.

I laughed and threw the book into my bed. I walked over to my draws to dress for the day.
As I was getting into my skinny jeans, I could feel the room temperature suddenly lower.
"My my, this is a surprise" I heard a deep voice behind me say.
"HOLY FUCK" I shouted turning and falling over, my jeans half way up both legs.

There stood a ma-

No not a man, men don't have horns or wear, wait are those heels?!
"W-who are you?" I stammered, trying to pull myself up and hide whatever dignity I had left.
"You asked me here, did you not? Little Phantomhive?" The thing chuckled darkly.

Wait, I recognise that laugh!
"It was you I heard in the basement?" I stood looking at him.

How the hell did he get in here?
"Why yes, I made a deal with the lady of this house to check in on her family, after all I did eat her husband's soul, the very one you look like. I guess swallowing a soul doesn't stop reincarnation" it mused.
"Riiight. I get cha, so you're Sebastian?"

God now you sound like your best friend.

He smiled. I had heard about him, it was a family mystery, legend you could say. My family was entwined with the devil.
"Well I don't want a demon or contract. so you can leave."Now fully composed, I turned and pulled my jeans up. Ignoring the demon I put my shirt on and buttoned it up, tying a lose bow around my neck and placing my rings on. When I turned back he was stood...admiring me?
"You're still here?" I asked bemused.
"You summoned me. Now I will go if you tell me to go, however I will stay till you do so. Now!" with a jump the figure disappeared in to a back haze and re-appeared wearing a butlers outfit.
"Okay then, when I get desperate I will call for you" I walked out my room, he fallowed.
"you are though, you think your untouchable, but your grieving for your mother and father still, you despair that Elizabeth finds passion in another man, you hate to keep your earldom a secret but you don't have the will to be as you are at home, in school. Am I not right?" he smirked.
"I wouldn't change" I shook my head.
"Our contract would change you. You'd see yourself become darker as you're tainted by a demon, you can have anything you wanted, become master of your universe" he kept going on.

Oh god, the demon salesman.
"Is this what you told him?" I questioned as we contunided to walk the halls.
"No, he mastered all that over the years, but you are already darkened by the name you carry"

"Fine, if I need the contract I will sign, but until then, make me want it after all I do love a good game" I held out my hand. He looked at it rather confusedingly.

"It won't bite" I looked at him. He smirked and shook my outstretched hand.

"Oh you will want it and I will be ready for when you do. However I shall amuse myself for a short while by being your butler" he bowed.

"Okay, but first you have to meet the other members of my house hold." I told him. I began to walk again, he fallowed me like a shadow. I came to a stop underneath the famous painting of the previous lord Ciel.

"What?" I could hear him chuckling.

"It is remarkable, just how much you look like him. If it was so far apart in time I would almost say you are him, however I do note you have a small butie mark near your right eye. So not quite exactly the same my lord" he smiled.

Pompous ass.

"Whatever you say" I carried on walking. After a short walk we arrived at the kitchens where bard was preparing breakfast.

"Morning" I announced as I walked in.

"Good morn- Who the bloody hell is that?" Freckles stood staring. No sooner had she said those words, Bard was stood ready for battle as was Mey who had her hands on her guns. Finny was stood protectively, and Snake was casually eyeing the situation and eating toast...

"My my, what do we have here" Sebastian smirked.

"Everyone, its fine. None of your weapons would do anything to him" I gestured with my hands. "Everyone, may I introduce Sebastian Michealis, demon butler of the phantomhive's" I smiled.

"You're a butler?" Bard looked in disbelief.

"Ciel, please tell me you didn't..." Mey looked at me.

"No he hasn't, but he will" Sebastian answered for me.

"Oh he will, will he. How do you know?" Mey scowled at him.

"My dear Mey Rin, I am simply one hell of a butler"

so there you all have it. Thank you again for reading.

Flower1412