Hello there! This is a revised version of the same fanfiction I did back in 2010, so I decided to make some adjustments as also make the story a little more actual for the sake of its progression. And I want to keep in your mind that will have a lot of smut, yaoi, threesome and possible incest on the last three chapters. If you're sensitive to any of this themes or all of them together I recommend to click the return buttom because this isn't a flowery romantic fanfiction.

Well, if even after my warnings you're still going to read, I hope you enjoy it.

Sumary: The story starts in September 3rd 2016 in New Jersey and flows throughout. Helena was a lonely person, her share of relationships being few and pure. With university and part time job is almost impossible to her start to date or have fun time. However in a strange twist of life, she faces the most beautiful person that she ever had seen, curling in her lap.

Kuroshitsuji and its characters belongs to Yana Toboso, the OC's belongs to me.

Chapter 1 – Save Me

The turning of the keys opens the front door her house. Discarding her snickers and her heavy bag in the entry hall, she goes to the kitchen to fix a quick lunch. Lunch made, she falls heavily on the comfy sofa and sulks while eating it slowly. In the middle of it, she looks for the clock that was in the wall. It marks 6 p.m. Her friend had called her to go to a party later that night, but she wasn't in the mood for it.

She was very sad.

Flashback

She passes in a corridor that has some mal-functioning lamps. Turning a corner she sees the man that she has feelings for on a feverish make-out session with the most whorish woman that works in the office. Looking at the scene, she turns quickly to get the hell out of there.

Passing fast to get to the bathroom in the office, she doesn't hear her friend calling her. Opening the bathroom's door harshly, she looks at her image into the mirror. She was crying, wet streaks in a messy black color because of her now smudged make-up. Soon her friend enters in, soon worrying over state she was in. - "What happened?"

- "Christian and Katie were in that dark corridor, eating themselves out. Oh God, how I'm stupid… Stupid to not see that I'd no chance with him…"

- "Oh my dear…" – Liana hugs her friend, comforting her. – "You've only 21 years old, you're still so young. That harlot is already 35. When you come to the age that she is, you'll be rich, more beautiful and married with the most wonderful man that you fall in love with. She'll be in her 50's and will be fat, with stretch marks and wrinkles. My dear, after all he isn't the only man in this world, far prettier will appear.

- "I guess you're right…I'll go to the rooftop to clear my mind and forget all about this." – The brunette goes directly to the elevator, thinking in how take the blond male out of her mind. When it stops on the designed floor and opens, Katie and Christian are inside, exchanging goodbye kisses. Katie passes Helena and gives her a grin, teasing the brunette. The brunette looks for the other woman and raises an eyebrow, trying her best to keep a poker face. After she enters the elevator then Christian says to Katie with a small smile: - "I'll go to cafeteria, later we talk again." – And then the door closes.

- 'Damn, what am I going to do now? I'm stuck with him.' – The brunette thought. Christian is a 6'0" tall man with golden locks and the brightest blue-eyes that anyone would ever own, and a nice toned body that can make women drools. A man that every woman desire to have for herself.

At the corner of her eye, Helena sees the man directing his gaze to her. - "Hi, you work in the same office as me, right? I've see you passing by but I never heard your name, despite the few months you are here. My name is Christian, by the way. And you are?"

- "I'm Helena." - She replied nervously, Christian smiles back, not seeming to notice her distress.

- "Are you that person that was passing by the dark corridor downstairs?" - He asks politely, a glint of curiosity in his eyes.

- 'Hell, why do you have to remind me of this, of all people?' – "Yes, that was me, but I didn't want to interrupt anything so I turned the other way…"

- "Oh, I see…" – The elevator's alarm rings, announcing that it has arrived at its designated floor. – "Anyway, see ya!"

- "See ya…" – she whispers. Several moments later she comes to the last floor of the building. Sensing her eyes getting moist from the new barrage of tears, she rushes to the staircase that leads to the rooftop. Banging the door close, she sits down in a corner and puts her head between her knees, hiding her crying face.

- "Meow?"

She stops and raises her head. She sees the feline creature looking at herself. – "Go away, cat. Shoo!" – Dropping her head again, ignoring it. Soon she feels something soft and furry touching her hand. Rising again her head she looks at the cat. Clearing her eyes of the tears with the side of her palm, she pays a close attention to the little creature; the fur is soft and jet black as color and its eyes is the most impressive reddish iris with black slits.

- "Strange, I've never seen a cat with red eyes… Maybe have some kind of genetic disorder..."

- "Meow!" – The cat closes its eyes and shakes his fluffy tail happily. The feline rubs itself between her ankles, climbing in her lap, rubbing its head on her hands.

- "I think, besides Liana, you care about me too, despite seeing for the first time just now." – The cat purrs at her, its tongue liking her fingers. - "Maybe I'll adopt you. I'm feeling myself lonely lately and I need some company…"

The cat purrs more loudly, like it is answering her. – "Then is settled." – Picking the feline up by its armpits, she looks directly in its eyes. – "Now that you're my pet, let's think a name for you…" – She checks what gender the cat is. – " And it needs to be a male name, for certain reasons…" – She remembers a name that's written in a British literature book that was given by a friend on her last birthday. – "I'll call you… Sebastian!" – The cat licks her nose and purrs happily. She placed the black creature in her arms, the cat wrapping its tail around her arm. – "Let's go home."

End Flashback

The brunette got out of her reverie, feeling something soft and furry rubbing on her ankles. – "Ah, Sebastian, I almost forgot you. You must be hungry, aren't ya?"

- "Meow." – She gets up from the chair and walks over to the refrigerator, searching for any food a cat could eat. – "We've only milk that your stomach can bare. Tomorrow I'll buy tuna and some cat food for you." – She says while pouring the milk in a bowl that was retrieved from a nearby cabinet, then placing it on the floor beside the wall. – "Bon Appétit." – Then she smiles and pats over to cat, going to the living room.

Sitting down on the couch, she turns on her laptop and starts to work, having university projects to finish and some reports to start. She looks for the clock on the lower right corner of the computer: 6:40 p.m. – 'Liana must be going to that party right know.'– The brunette never liked parties; these always have drugs, alcoholic drinks and people getting laid involved. On some occasions, the laid part happens in front of you. It disgusts her to no end. Her only addiction was cola soda and the ultimate generation in video game consoles that she bought for herself. It was worth 500 dollars but in her opinion, it was a good purchase. Some people said that it was a personality of a child, but she really didn't care. Let her be the child and still has her digestion system working properly when she reaches her 50's.

Helena feels an old headache from earlier the day creeping its way back into her skull, the memories of the afternoon making themselves present on her mind without her consent. – "He's probably in that party with that woman." – The brunette whispers in anger to herself, lying down on the sofa. – "I think I'll never get a boyfriend in my life".

Something jumps on her belly, looking up she sees her new pet staring right at her. – "Meow!" – It lay down, feeling on her skin the vibrations of its purring. – "Only you to brighten this awful day that I'd, Sebastian. I'm glad we met on that rooftop." – She rubs its head, the cat responded by licking her fingers. Sitting again, she moves the laptop closer and resumed her work. After a point, she detaches her attention from the file and looks at the digital clock of her computer: 9:30 p.m. "Damn, this stuff has no end… Better to get a bathe than stressing with it."

Going to her bedroom, she places the cat on her queen-sized bed. – "Wait here, I'm going to bathe and I'll be back in twenty minutes. So don't mess up around." – Twenty minutes later, she walks from to her room while trying to dry off her hair until she hears noises coming from downstairs. Going stairs slowly and quietly as she could she gapes at some holes that has on the stair wall, she sees a man fumbling with her things, putting some of it in a black duffle bag. – 'Damn, now to get worse, I've a thief in my house.'

She crawls back to the bedroom; the cat regards her for a few seconds before turning its head to the noise, the tail standing up. Glancing at her once more, it jumps off the bed and runs to the living room. – "Sebastian, come back here now." She whispers harshly, trying not to be too loud so the thief doesn't hear her. - 'That crazy cat will kill itself! Stupid fur ball' – Going to her wardrobe she puts a large sized t-shirt on and picks up a sword. It's a katana that her brother had brought from Japan as a gift. The sword has no cutting edge but it does have a sharpened tip. Maybe this could make the thief freak out and run away. Quickly she calls the police, explaining her situation as also giving her address, pleading for them to help her urgently.

She goes smoothly to the living room with sword in hand until she reaches the entrance of the living-room for after shouts at the thief. – "Stop right there!" – Her voice cracking at the end of the sentence.

The thief turns around, pulling from a combat knife from his belt. Despite the situation she could see the man was pretty, but not pretty enough for her. – "Wow, if I knew that a pretty thing like you was upstairs, I would have started there first." – He stepped forward towards her, his eyes devouring her almost nude body since on her panicked she didn't realize that she hasn't fully dressed herself.

- "Don't get closer, or I'll stab you. I'm warning you!" – The brunette steps back, his eyes roaming making her frightened and disgusted at him.

- "What, do you think that you can poke me with this toy?"

At hearing his words she does the unthinkable, she slashes in a messy manner at his chest. Looking down at himself he sees that his shirt was torn where she slashed, some droplets of blood appearing on the gashes. - "Yes, I think I can! And if I was you I would behave if you wish the police to be very nice to you when they arrive."

- "Hmm…On my dear, in the mean time I can rape you, kill you with your toy and disappear with no one knowing I was ever here. Someone young and virgin as you are you must feel so tight." – She blushes deeply while hearing his words, trying her best to pull down her shirt over her thighs. He sees it and a wicked grin form on his face. – "A lovely and succulent virgin you are… You've no idea how much I want to put my hands on you, I'll enjoy it so much when I enter inside and suck your life force dry while pounding you."

- "Wait, what you mean by sucking my live force, you lunatic? - The thief spares no response while he sprints straight at her, on an instinct she dodges his attack but her thigh receives a slash. It wasn't a deep wound yet it still prickles likes hell and starts to bleed. Because of the horror and fear of the situation the brunette didn't realizes the thief going at her pulling her down to the floor. Helena screams, punches and scratches at him. Sensing that she doesn't stop he slaps her face, stunning the woman for a few seconds, seconds enough to him to grab both of her wrists with one of his while the other pulls down the fly of his pants.

Dreading her situation she looks around, trying to pinpoint her sword. She sees it on her left and then renews her efforts to release her hands. The man looks at where her means of saving is and starts to cackle. - "Told you, human. Now let's go to the fun part where I feed and give you pleasure until you fade to death." – He holds the knife on his hand, its sharp end running on her now exposed abdomen for after makes a gash on her thigh. She cries at it and he licks her neck. – "You cries so beautifully, I'll love to tear you apart."

– "Somebody, help me!" - Suddenly the lights turns off, the only illumination provided was coming from the streets lamps outside. Suddenly a shadowy face appears behind the thief, two red glowing slits that look like eyes, gazing at her face. Ivory skin and jet-black hair were the only things she could see from the light outside.

- "Save me!" – She begs, the figure grunts to her, grabbing he thief by the back of his shirt and throwing him in the wall. Stunned by the turn of the events the thief realize too late her savior's hand grasping tightly his neck, cutting all air from his lungs and slowly suffocating him. The thief twists himself to get free. Not wanting to see the horror passing in front of her, Helena closes her eyes tightly and covering her ears to not hear his dying sounds. Minutes later she feels a smooth and warm touching her injured skin and she opens her eyes.

The smoothness and warmness are provided from the hand of her savior, she could indentify as a younger man. He was surprisingly closer to her, his now unnatural scarlet eyes looking directly to her, boring into her own gaze, making her feel safe and secure, but most of all, entranced. – "Your eyes are beautiful!" – She whispers.

His eyes fall down to the wound on her thigh. Leaning towards it, he licks the blood that had been seeping. She gasps, unconsciously hooking her fingers on the soft locks of the man on her lap at the uncomfortable sensation. – "It aches! Please, stop!" – His eyes rises, gazing at her distressed face. Without taking out his lips from her injury, he places his free hand on her good thigh and rubs the skin. She looks at his hand and then at his face. He smiles in return and resumes licking the blood off. She gets warm all over from the sensations with his actions brought. - 'Is he comforting me?'

The sirens of the police were heard outside the house. Acting quickly, he looks out the window, seconds later he spares another quick glance at Helena for after breaks into a mad dash up the stairs. The police officers come in the broken door, rushing toward her direction. - "Are you alright, miss?"

- "Yeah, just with this wound… The thief is there." – She points to the corpse on the floor. – "He's dead."

- "Have you killed him?" – The officer asks, concern and caution written in his body language and expression.

- "No!" - She quickly dismissed. - "Another man appeared from nowhere and saved me. When he heard the sirens, he ran up the stairs."

- "Wait here, miss. I'll check then. A doctor will see if you have any other injuries besides this one." – He says and then turns to the other officer. - "James, bring Cassidy here." – Than he readies his pistol. - "The officer Philips will get your statement of the events after your injuries are treated."

- "Ok." – The officer walks silently toward the second floor. After three agonizing minutes, he comes back with a fur ball in his arms. – "There's no man upstairs, miss however the window was open, maybe he got away. The only thing that I'have found was your cat."

- "Sebastian!" – The brunette opened her arms and the cat ran, jumping toward her embrace, purring when she started to starch his head.

- 'Who's the man that saved me?'

End of Chapter

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