Hi guys, I'm Dynamo Revolution and this is my first fan fiction! YAY! I decided to do Kuroshitsuji because it is recently one of my favorite anime series/manga, and I'm really excited about how my story turned out! Basically this is my own continuation and ideas on how season three should be played out as, so I hope you all enjoy my interpretation of season three of Kuroshitsuji!

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji in any way whatsoever, this is all fan-based material!

Rated: Teen/Mature

A Butler's Agreement

"Hello Sebastian." A voice greeted coldly from the shadows of the room, earning a disbelieving look from the black butler. His eyes glared menacingly into the darkness, obviously not liking what he hears. His gaze lingered there until the shadows began to take form into a figure - a figure of a woman. With elegant, inky black hair she emerged, the length of it reaching her lower back in tendrils of waves and curls. Her eyes, the color of cool amber and hazel, shined sharply through the dimly-lit room. Piercing into the frightening red ones staring down on her, she found a seat on a small coffee table as a slight grin plastered her beautiful face. "It's been a while, hasn't it?"

"Too long - not long enough in my opinion." Sebastian replied, his frigid tone making the woman shiver comically in response, "It's a little chilly in here, maybe we should heat things up a little." The woman offered, the fireplace roared to life with fresh flames at the snap of her fingers. Sebastian grimaced at the display, "What are you doing out of your domain, Evelyn?"

The mysterious Evelyn chuckled darkly, "My palace was destroyed recently actually, and now I am searching for the culprit who ultimately took my souls away from me. Do you want to guess who that was?"

Sebastian's eyes took on an even lighter shade of red as he glared down at the burning hearth, knowing the answer but not wanting to say it out loud to appease the demon sitting across from him. Evelyn cut into his gaze, running a finger along his jaw line and further down his neck. Tracing small circles up and down his vest, Evelyn took his slender black tie in her hands and pulled him down closer to her. "Tell me Sebastian," Evelyn demanded yet with an endearing quality in her tone, "was it you?"

"I'm terribly sorry, Evelyn." Sebastian admitted suddenly, turning business-like as he bowed slightly in an apologetic manner. She scoffed, "Is that all you can say: "sorry"? How are you going to repay me, hm? That's right you can't pay me, thousands of years of work. Now gone! This is what I get for being nice, letting demons onto my grounds for them to feast on their captured souls, and I come to find my island nowhere to be found! Completely disappeared along with the souls that have been tied to the land for over an eternity! That was my territory!"

With her hand gripped around Sebastian's collar, she shoved the demon butler hard against the wall behind him. Making him grunt from the heavy impact, he effectively grabbed her wrist and brought it down and around her back. She winced while her arm was strained from the pull, Sebastian's gloved hand still enclosed her wrist with blinding strength. "You bastard!", she managed to hiss out through clenched teeth. Bringing his mouth to Evelyn's ear from behind, he whispered softly, "Now you're in my territory."

Her eyes shot wide open with shock, realizing he was right. Now that she was in the human world, she couldn't stand a chance against Sebastian. Since he has resided in this realm longer than she has, he was by far much stronger than she was. Evelyn streamed curses from her lips as she forcefully tugged her wrist free from his grasp, "It seems so, but your true world isn't here. You may be stronger, but I'm-" The world shifted in Sebastian's eyes, as if time was warped considerably, and he was now lying flat on his back on the bed. "Quicker." Evelyn purred in his ear, turning the tables as she straddled him from above, her knees placed on either side of his waist. Still hovering over Sebastian, Evelyn hauled up her skirts to reach her upper thigh. A long and curved blade appeared from a black lace band strapped around her leg, and was now in her hand and placed on Sebastian's neck.

A sly smirk plastered her dangerous and alluring face, "I guess the only thing to do is to make a demon's eternal deal, repaying me for my island you destroyed so carelessly. And who knows, maybe this little agreement might help you too in the long run."

This seemed to heighten Sebastian's interest, "How could this transaction help me? You are obviously going to benefit while I receive nothing in the end, am I correct?"

Evelyn laughed lightly, running the tip of her blade along the contours of Sebastian's jaw. As if distracted by the veins in Sebastian's neck, her eyes turned feral when she settled her gaze on the devilishly handsome man under her. "What if I told you there was a way to get your precious master back from his demon, to his original human state?"

Sebastian's shocked expression made the woman above chuckle, "Ciel's soul is still intact although he is now a demon, and the only place you can get it is where you can get a fair amount of souls for me, to rebuild my island that is. It's kind of a win-win situation: you help me get my souls for my palace, and I'll help you get Ciel's soul to turn him human again. You still with me, Mr. Butler?"

The man below laughed incredulously. not believing his own ears as she offered the most mutual and beneficial agreement ever to be made. This was not possible, it couldn't be possible. "How could-"

"Listen closely Sebastian: Ciel's soul is still fresh and since it was just recently disposed of, it is locked in safe keeping for now until the Soul Reapers know what to do with it. These unnatural and lost souls are residing deep within the confines of the neutral world of the Soul Reapers. Did you know that when a person dies, they are judged based on their cinematic records by the Grim Reapers on whether they should go to Heaven or Hell? Not necessarily making the final decision and all, but they kind of recommend the souls to where they should be placed. Since Ciel's soul is of a special or peculiar type, they're safe guarding it until they make a decision on what they should do with this unfortunate soul: destroy it or let it roam freely. This is where you come in, you steal Ciel's soul from the Grim Reapers and put it back into him. Simple procedure, doesn't take a lot of explaining. Anyway, while you're there retrieving Ciel's soul, you will steal a fair amount for me to rebuild my island. So, do we have a deal?"

Sebastian grabbed the blade from Evelyn's hand, effectively flipping her over so that he was now looming over her. He stabbed the knife inches away from her stunned face, piercing the mattress while leaning in close, smiling a demonic grin in return, "When can we start?"

"You went and looked for new servants? What for? It's not like we need the help around here, you're more than capable." Ciel sipped his Earl Grey tea while an impassive expression printed his pale face, his sapphire blue eyes darted to his butler for an explanation. Sebastian smiled warmly at his master, "Thank you sir, but it's more of a precautionary measure, just in case any guests arrive and they become curious as to why there is no servants bustling about. Plus with the immense size of your new mansion, I would think it would need a little bit more care and attention."

"You have a point there, have there been any calls or responses about the matter?" Ciel rested his head on his hand as he flipped through the newspaper, nonchalantly skimming over the seemingly boring articles.

"There were several that were interested, but their requirements weren't met to the standard of Phantomhive, so I sent them away. But there was one..." Sebastian contemplated, his fingers resting on his chin as if he were thinking deeply of a certain someone.

"Well, who was it?" Ciel asked, growing impatient from his butler's interlude. A doorbell sounded from the main stairway, and with a nod of the boy's head, Sebastian immediately was at the front door. His hand on the knob, he turned it to reveal a woman with long, sleek black hair that reached below her midsection in curly waves. Bright and steady hazel eyes peered up from the shadows of her simple blue hat, a beautiful and radiant smile gracing her porcelain features. Dressed in a royal navy overcoat that accentuated her curvaceous and tall figure, and with pure white skirts poured and fluttered out around her ankles and boots. She was, in a word, breathtaking.

"Can I help you?" Sebastian asked politely.

"Pleased to meet you, my name is Evelyn Cain. I'm here for the job that was offered in the paper recently."

"Not too tight!" Evelyn stressed with each pull Sebastian made with the corset's strings, grabbing her stomach to keep her from moving, he pulled tighter on the relentless strings. She took in a breath of much needed air, "How do women wear these things? They are absolutely dreadful!"

"If you want this to work, you're going to have to wear this, and put up with it." Tying the strings in the back of her corset into tight bows, she released a slow and steady breath as her chest raised higher than normal. Evelyn rolled her eyes in distaste, seeing a human's figure instead of the form she usually takes.

"How can you stand to be in a human's form for so long?"Evelyn asked Sebastian curiously, gazing at him through the mirror with skeptical eyes. He smirked, not looking up at her as he presumed his onslaught on the back of her dress, "I guess you could say I didn't have a choice."

After the dress was finally sewn onto Evelyn's body, he instructed her on the proper etiquette of being a maid and other human mannerisms. She could keep up well enough, with the many rules and regulations on where a fork and knife should be placed in comparison to where a napkin is set, she was in all mentally disturbed on the human way of life. Since all she ever known was her island, she never truly ventured into the human realm fully for souls. She would always feast on the departed on her domain, but would never capture ones herself. When her training was almost done for the night, Sebastian turned serious while whirling Evelyn to face him, "Remember, do not under circumstances let my Lord know you're a demon, Evelyn. If he finds out than he'll grow suspicious as to why there are more than two demons in one household."

There he continued to tell Evelyn of her "human background", and how she should act around Ciel and around the mansion itself. Evelyn warned Sebastian, "I'm only becoming a maid in order to keep an eye on you and your progress on the Soul Reapers, I'm not here for Ciel, that is I won't let him use me as his slave."

Sebastian chuckled lightly, suddenly turning Evelyn around so that she was now facing the mirror again. With both gloved hands secured around the upper waist of her corset, he thrust upwards, making the corset rise further until her chest was higher than before. Evelyn gasped from the abrupt constraint around the upper half of her body, Sebastian whispered menacingly, "Not unless you don't impress my master first. You won't have to."

"Your papers indicate that you've been in service for around five years, that you've been the head maid in each of your employers' houses despite your young age. You're twenty-four, am I correct?" Ciel asked, black gloved hands intertwined in a packet of papers. Running skeptical eyes over the young woman, evaluating her appearance carefully and considerably. "Tell me about where you are from, Evelyn."

"I was born and raised on the outskirts of London, along with my four sisters and my mother and father. Unfortunately both my parents died in a tragic house fire and I only have my sisters left. I am the youngest out of all of my siblings, and all of them are married, except for me. Although I was raised poorly, I have a very good education and was governesses for all my neighbors. I decided that being a maid was much more suitable for me, so here I am today!" Evelyn said, trying to put on her best innocent, polite, and reserved act for Ciel.

Quite well dressed for someone supposedly poor. Ciel thought, leaning back in his chair while skimming over her papers again, she's impressive though. Other than that, there seems to be something off about this woman...

Looking up from under her long eyelashes, Evelyn caught Sebastian grinning at her with knowing eyes. She scoffed quietly, What the hell's he so happy about?

Ciel suddenly stood up from his chair, "Looks like I have no other choice but to hire you, if you would come back tomorrow Sebastian will have your uniform ready by then. At eight o'clock, that's when you officially start your duties."

Evelyn smiled warmly while tears formed at the corners of her amber eyes, taking Ciel's hands into both of hers with enthusiasm, "I won't disappoint you, sir! Thank you so much for this opportunity!"

Sebastian smirked wider, Let the games begin.