Kuroshitsuji/ Sakamoto Desu Ga? Anime Crossover (Fan Fiction)

Disclaimer: I do not own Black Butler or Sakamoto Desu Ga? All rights to Kuroshitsuji, or Black Butler, go to Yana Toboso, Mari Okada, A-I Pictures, and etc. All rights to Sakamoto Desu Ga?, or Haven't You Heard I'm Sakamoto go to Nami Sano, Studio Deen, and etc. This fanfiction follows the events of Kuroshitsuji the anime, with the addition of characters from the anime, Sakamoto Desu Ga? Thank you for choosing this fanfiction to read and I hope it meets your expectations. Enjoy.

Chapter One: The Summer Sakamoto Disappeared

In a playground not to far away, three boys were digging. Dirt imbedded in their fingernails, sweat dripping from their bandanas and sticking to their shirts. Muscles aching every minute. Although their playful antics fit the those of a young boy, these three were "high schoolers". Notorious boys attending the local high school just a couple blocks down. At the moment, they were preparing a prank. A playful one that would lighten their spirits and increase their "cool status" which seemed to have been inflated due to a certain somebody. The three huddled around their masterpiece, which was perfectly incognito with the playground. Breathless, they continued to stand and stare.

"Our pitfall is done," Kenken panted.

The other two nodded breathlessly, still recovering from the "hard" labor that put themselves through. The three threw their shovels on the ground.

""Now all that's left is to watch from the shadows and see who falls in."

Acchan, Mario, and Kenken moved from their previous spot and hid in the nearby bushes. They squatted down, making only the tips of their hair visible to outsiders.

"We really are bad guys, huh." Acchan proclaimed, oozing with self-confidence. "What is our badness ranking right now? Rank S" He continued to brag.

"Acchan, shh! Someone's coming!"

Acchan and Mario whipped their towards Kenken, slightly praying that the person would be their first victim. The bushes rustled as they hid deeper inside, their eyes peering through the leaves. Acchan focused his eyes towards the playground entrance. The person entered; as they continued walking the more Acchan could see. His eyes widened as he saw smooth black hair fluttering in the summer breeze, dark stormy grey eyes hidden by thick black glasses, and chic black clothing shining in the sunlight. Yes, Aachan knew exactly who it was. He could never forget. That slick back hair combed to perfection, that tall, lean stature, and especially those glasses. It was HIM. Mario and Kenken gasped in shock and recognition while Acchan continued to gawk.

"It's Sakamoto!" Mario exclaimed, but not too loud for Sakamoto to hear.

Acchan stared longer. "Why is he wearing his uniform in summer? In this heat, Sakamoto should be too hot in those clothes. "Does he get cold easily?"

Mario and Kenken, on the other hand, were waiting with anticipation as Sakamoto drew himself closer and closer to their "pit of demise". Their anticipation quickly diminished once the realize that is was Sakamoto that they were trying to bait.

"He won't fall it.." Kenken sighed.

"Yeah, Sakamoto probably won't fall for it, huh?"

Before Acchan could finish, dust spiraled into the air, as a big crash sounded behind them. A great wall of dust was seen for a second before it crumbled.

"He fell for it!" All three of them shouted with disbelief as they stood up from behind the bushes.

"For real?!" Kenken screamed. "Yeah!"

Once realization hit him, Acchan ran towards the wide hole in the ground with Kenken and Mario following right behind him. Once they all looked down, they saw…nothing. Their faces paled as sweat dripped along the side. Mouths wide open in disbelief as their eyes were still.

"Sakamoto!"

A puff of air floated into the sky.

"Jeez.." Kenken sighed.

Kenken breathed into his cigarette. His eyes on the sky as he continued to think, ""Where the heck did he disappear to?"

Kenken puffed out the rest of the smoke. A cloud of smoke drifted into the air, only to fade away soon after. Acchan, Mario, and Kenken were sitting on an orange set of swings in the playground. The sun was a mellow orange and deep yellow, showing how long the boys have been sitting there. The temperature was cold, but from time to time a warm breeze flew through. The wind whistled in the air as it ran past them, lifting the seats of the swings occasionally. Acchan and Kenken were smoking, while Acchan was staring down at his feet. Kenken shifted as he grabbed a box of cigarettes. He inched them towards Acchan. "Want a smoke, Acchan?"

Acchan continued to stare. Kenken sighed already knowing the answer.

"Oh right, you switched to bubbles."

Mario took a short pause from smoking. The ends of the cigarette resting on the tips of his mouth.

"Maybe Sakamoto... isn't in this town anymore.." He breathed out.

Acchan stared longingly at the sun, not even bothering to join the conversation.

Then what town is he in?" Kenken asked worriedly with a hint of curiosity.

"Good question..." Mario responded.

"Kishiwada?"

"Hmm..."

"Roppongi?"

"Nah, somewhere even farther away...So far away, our fist can never reach him."

Dirt ran past Sakamoto as he went further and further down the hole As he continued to fall, th dirt began to gather in his glasses and stained his clothes.

"This hole does go rather deep doesn't it?" Sakamoto said, unfazed by everything.

He continued to fall until he hit a snag. He tunneled upward and climbed out. Sakamoto look around at this surroundings, " "This isn't Wonderland." He thought.

Sakamoto looked down at his attire. "Looks like my collar is dirty too."

He took off his jacket, folded it neatly and held it in his dominate hand. He dusted his pants off and wiped the smudge off as well. Once he was done, Sakamoto looked around him a little more.

The night made it hard to see, but he knew he was surrounded by forest. The wind brushed the leaves off the trees, some occasionally falling on top of him. The trees were so high that they seemed to touch the moon. The air was cold and nipped his shoulders. If he looked closely he could see a speck of yellow over the trees. Not exactly the sun, but a tall yellow building. There was a dim lighting coming from the building. Even though he could see some of it, the house hid well into the forest. It wore the darkness as a coat and the forest as shading, masking it's presence to outsiders.

"It seems that that this the only house around here. I should go and ask for directions."

Before he could take a step forward, he heard a rustle amongst the leaves.

"My, My…This is no good." An unknown voice spoke.

"Guests should enter properly through the door, especially at night. Something bad could happen in the dark" He said ominously as he walked forward.

Sakamoto turned towards the voice. And there, a man, stood.

The word 'man" was vague, but that's the only word that came to mind to describe him. But the word didn't fit him at all. The air around him was cold, although they were both standing outside on a bitter and cold evening, it didn't come from their surroundings. There was something dark about him. The way he held himself seemed professional, upright and poise. He was wearing a butler's outfit? He couldn't be mistaken. He seen the style countless times at the maid cafes set up at the school festivals. Black trouser, grey vest. He knew all two well about it, considering he was forced to wear it occasionally. Though he could barely see from where he stood. Aside from his attire, his face was clear. It seemed to be the only thing he was fine with showing. Pale skin, black hair and crimson-red eyes. He was tall, he gathered. His frame slightly taller than his own. The way he was staring down at him made him figure so. A well groomed man essentially was what he was. Sakamoto thought, but something else bothered seemed like he was standing there for a while, but he made no sound. He was fairly hidden by the shadows, making his presence come as a shock when he spoke. It made Sakamoto feel like he was being watched the entire time. But then again, he could only call it a "gut feeling" and nothing more. Mysterious or not, he had to ask him where he was .

The stranger, on the other hand, took note of "Sakamoto". There was always someone lurking in the dark, whether it be himself or an intruder. And if it be an intruder, than he would quietly handle the problem. Such was a butler's job, and it was his job to faithfully carry out every order as discreetly as possible. But to his surprise, this did not seem like the "average intruder". He had indeed seen him wander around the manor for a while in amusement. Weaponless, lost, and confused. A rather peculiar expression to have when stepping forth on this land. He didn't look British at all, a foreigner perhaps. He probably was lost.

And, if someone was lost, then it was his rightfully duty to "help them." He smirked as he stalked towards Sakamoto.

"I must say though, we are so deep in the forest. Are you lost?" He asked with fake sincerity.

"Yes. Could I possibly use your phone?"

He slanted his head and smiled." Of course. Follow me." Sakamoto nodded as he saw him walk.

Sakamoto followed behind the man, who seemed to be escorting him towards the building up ahead.

There it stood, a big manor amongst the forest. The manor glimmered a mellow yellow and lavender. Beautiful flowers of different kinds surrounded the building, making it more elegant.

Sakamoto and the man walked closer to the door.

"Looks like this isn't Brazil either…Maybe Kansas?"

The man glimpsed behind him before smirking, "I wonder how you will handle this one, Young Master."

Sakamoto entered the room. The room was elegant and refined. It was kept in place and had a professional air. It was painted in a light yellow with wooden edges at the bottom. There were small objects in the room to add to the room's atmosphere. Centering the room, was a wooden desk. Behind the desk, in a leather chair sat a small boy. Though he seemed young, his presence somehow made the room colder. He held himself in a dignified way. His back arched upward and sitting in the chair straight. His fingers crossed on top of each other. The boy was fitted in a blue suit. His dull blue hair properly combed and draped in front of his eyes. One eye, however, was covered. The man from the woods walked and placed himself beside the young boy. The natural pose of a butler and master, if Sakamoto could say. One would think the two's role would be switch considering their age, but he couldn't judge. They offered him help, and it wasn't in his position to say anything.

The boy glared at Sakamoto, as his butler whispered in his ear.

The blue-haired boy looked at him. At the dead of night, his butler dragged in a lost stray. He scoffed at the thought. A lost cause asking for help. He wondered what to do, but he already had a thought in mind. He just didn't know whether to act on it. Help was never free. Even when the rich helped the poor, there was always something given in return. And he learned that the hard way. If he wanted his help, then he was going to get something in return. Whatever it may be.

"So. My butler says you're lost." He breathed out, " How is it that you got "lost"?

"Sakamoto. My name is Sakamoto."

"Answer my question." Ciel demanded, his expression still remaining neutral.

"I was in my hometown, and the next thing I know I am here. That's all that I can really say.

"Hometown? And where might that be?" His eyes narrowed as he continued to interrogate.

"Japan"

He jumped a little in surprise. Though the action was only noticeable for a second, it was soon quickly hid by his usual expression.

"Japan? That's quite far from here? "Did Lau put him up to this.." He thought darkly.

Sakamoto pushed his glasses up, his glasses glinted in the light, "And where am I?

"England." "England, is it?" He mulled over.

"Doesn't know where he was or how he got here. Such a troublesome person he found." The Young Master thought, before getting to the "serious matter".

"So, you set a foot on my manor. What do you want?" His voice slightly demanding and authoritative now.

"I would like to use your phone."

"And what are you ready to give me in return?"

Sakamoto face remained still and with an unwavering voice said, "And what do you want?"

As the Young Master was left pondering in his thoughts, his butler was thinking as well. He gazed down at his Young Master, scrutinizing him slightly. Something that he did from time to time. A crooked expression this time. A frown distorted between the lines of concentration and uncertainty. Quite different from his usual bored look. He knew what he was thinking. He could always tell. Underneath that blank expression, from time to time he saw it. Humans always had troubling hiding their emotions. They always wanted something in return of their services. Even he fell prey to that vice. But, humans never surprise him, nevertheless. A man, who presents himself to another, helpless and penniless, and the another still thinks of what he can take from him. Such is human nature, but even in this situation, he is still curious. Curious as to how his Young Master will act.

"What can you do?" He stated the question carefully. The butler smirked as he already knew what he was beginning to say.

Sakamoto tilted his head, "What"

"My assistance is never free. I assume you have no where to go. Of course, I can help with that, but I wonder if you are up to the task. The task of serving me."

"On the contrary, I do have experience."

"Experience?" He questioned, he then stared at his clothes. He crossed his hands together.

"And how did you get yourself so disheveled?"

"I got myself dirty finishing something." Sakamoto replied.

He raised a brow. "And what may that be?"

"Are you interested?"

He simply smirked at the allusiveness of it all, not bothering to answer.

"My name is Ciel." Ciel said as he got up from his seat. "Sebastian will train you."

Sebastian shivered a bit, before silently grimacing.

Ciel looked at Sebastian's expression and grinned a little bit on the inside. Since, Sebastian had the pleasure of inviting him inside the Phantomhive Manor, then it will be absolute pleasure to train him. Truth be told, he wanted to see Sebastian struggle. Considering the three servants he has to handle everyday, what would happen if he handled another? It was also a lost for him if, "Sakamoto" did end up as the rest of them. But he didn't mind, it is Sebastian's job as a Phantomhive butler to train him diligently into someone capable of being a pawn to him. It would be his fault, if he didn't end up as such. and to see Sebastian challenged day after day, would provide him with another source of entertainment. And of course, this was payback for bringing him here in the first place. He should expect this much from him.

Sakamoto brooded over the situation. He needed money to go back home and working under someone would be good for other jobs and possibly college. Plus, he could possibility work more on his project once he got back.

Sakamoto bowed. "I'm honored to work under you."

The boy smirked, "If only you were so obedient, Sebastian."

Sebastian smiled, yet it seemed rather forced. "I need only be when you need me to be, Young Master."

Ciel directed his gaze towards Sebastian before he left . "Checkmate."

Sakamoto got up from the floor before bowing at Sebastian. "I am in your care."

Sebastian looked at Sakamoto once again before sighing. "Let's get you some clothes first….."

Three servants walked together down the hallway.

"Wait until tomorrow. I'll show Sebastian I ain't a cook for nothin'!" One proclaimed excitedly. The smoke from his cigarette trailing behind him.

"T-T-T-T-That's right! I'll do my best" Another with short violet hair stuttered out.

"I'll make sure the garden is just as pretty as today!" The last one merrily said as he skipped beside the two. "Let's all show Sebastian who's good!" "Yes!"

As the three were cheering, a figure walked past them. The three stopped their merrymaking once they realized.

"Oy!" The tallest one shouted, "Who are you?!"

The man stopped abruptly as he turned to face towards the three. He fixed his glasses as he stared.

"Haven't you heard, I'm Sakamoto (desu). The new butler.

"What!" Their voices echoed throughout the hallway, unable to hid their disbelief.

"Japan, huh.." Ciel murmured, staring at his desk. Sebastian motioned towards him, his expression masked, making him almost unreadable. He set the cake tray down on his desk, before delicately cutting a proportional slice of Angel Cake. He put the decorated slice in front of Ciel and bowed. Ciel dismissed him before staring down at it, still trapped in his thoughts.

"Does Lau have something to do with this? No, he couldn't. Maybe someone else…"

"Sebastian." He voiced. "Yes, Young Master?"

He cut into the piece of cake, watching how it balanced on his fork. There was something about Sakamoto that made him mysterious. Even his appearance resembled that of his best pawn. Coming out of nowhere, he had to know more. It wasn't like him to have someone around him that didn't prove to be value. And he wouldn't tolerate such a person beside him if they didn't.

"Investigate." Ciel ordered, before wholeheartedly biting into the creamy sponge cake.

Sebastian placed his hand over his chest and bowed, "Yes. My Lord."

Sebastian grabbed the cake tray before quietly shutting the door behind him. He left, mind now focused fully on completing his new task while tending to his other duties. Ciel laid back in his chair, "I wonder what happens now."