Another Kuroshitsuji fanfiction. I do not own any of these characters, and they belong to their rightful owners. I repeat; though I take untold liberties with the material and their characters, this is all strictly fiction, and they properly belong to Yana Toboso and her affiliates in the production of Kuroshitsuji.

So, with the announcement of the second season, and the premiere of the trailer featuring the two new main characters of Kuroshitsuji II, I found more inspiration to write another little fantasy continuum of this amazing series, featuring a 'what if' scenario starring the main characters of Kuroshitsuji I and II meeting. I do realize I take a lot of liberties with the little-known material, but I figure that as long as I'm having fun, that I should share my musings! I hope you enjoy it.

As warning to younger audiences beneath 18, mature scenes may occur as story progresses.

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C H E S S M A T C H

Prologue

First Move

Within a grand decorated study, basked in the afternoon glow of the 1:00 sun, a boy reclined within a leatherbacked chair, reading through a paper. Though he was of a young age, he studied the contents of the gazette closely. Knowledge was valuable, especially for one of his status, and he was on a mission, scouring for any signs of calamity that warranted his attention. Any sign of a mystery that could lead him an extra step down the path to his personal vengeance could be hidden within the columns, and as his single sapphire eye glanced over a particular story concerning bizzare events at a noble's party, he paused, raising his eyebrow slightly in scrutiny as he glossed over the words: "The previously unfortunate Trancy family is quite fortunate to possess such a amazingly talented butler."

He raised one curved finger to his mouth, tapping his bottom lip pensively as he continued to read the article. Folding the paper up, he netted his fingers, rested them against his stomach, and swiveled his chair around to look out the large bay window.

An amazing butler?

Normally, he wouldn't concern himself with such things, but with the recent proof that the supernatural denizens of the underworld favored such positions of service in order to establish contracts without attracting unwanted attention, he couldn't help but feel curious about this report. A talented butler worthy of note within a public paper had to possess above and beyond abilities to capture the attention of the reporters' pens. Could it be another angel, like Ashe? If so, it was definitely worth inspection. However, there was a chance that the Trancy's butler was an unusual being, like Agni; the butler and bodyguard belonging to the Indian Prince Soma, who possessed the power of a god within his hand. Or perhaps, there was the possibility that this unusual butler was in fact...

As if the devil had read his thoughts, he heard the latch of the door click, and the hinges squeal as the door behind him swung open. Turning around, he saw the ebony clad butler enter the room, wheeling in a silver tea cart. His single eye narrowed slightly, as he scoffed and turned back to the window.

"Young master," that voice, smooth as silk and golden as honey, laced with a fine lining of condescension, irked Ciel just enough to coax an annoyed scowl to appear upon his lips, "I've brought your afternoon tea. There's black tea with lemon and honey, and an almond tart."

Though Ciel didn't bother to turn around as he heard the sound of the tray approach and the sound of plates being set upon the desktop, he could feel his stomach rumble slightly with anticipation of the welcome treat. However, he refused to show weakness in front of the demon, even one such as hunger. He heard the sound of Sebastian's clothes, rustling with every movement, and when they paused for a moment, Ciel could envision him waiting paitently for any other requests from his master.

"Have you seen the paper today, Sebastian?" Ciel asked.

"Unfortunately, I have not," the demon replied, "I have been preoccupied with other activities. Should I have?"

"I wouldn't have mentioned it, if I was being light about the matter," Ciel said, turning around and propping his elbows up on the tabletop, pointing at the discarded article, "Do you know of the Trancy family?"

"In regards to what, sir?" Sebastian inquired.

"In this article, it describes a strange occurance in which the Trancy family butler acted in a way that was better described as 'inhuman'," Ciel said, tapping his finger against the paper, "I'm quite curious just what that entails."

"Hmm," Sebastian reached forward, taking the offered gazette into his hands, scarlet eyes flicking over the words quickly.

"I want more information about this family," Ciel said, "I want to know about who the head of the family is, who this butler is, and just how 'amazing' he may be. I want to know what he is and why he's employed there."

Sebastian smiled slightly, "I will do what I can to investigate this matter for you."

"Good," Ciel said, taking a silver fork into his hand and delving it into the tart, tearing away a large portion, "If it's one of Ashe's associates, I want it's wings torn off before he has a chance to stretch them."

"Yes, my lord," the demon pressed his hand against his heart, and bowed deeply, as his master smirked slightly and bit into his treat with vigor.

An idea I was toying with for a while.

Anyway, for those of you who don't know, I like to dabble in this series' continuums. This one was a thought of "what would it be like if Ciel and Sebastian met Alois and Claude?"

(It's a bit of a guilty pleasure of mine, since I really love writing for Ciel and Sebastian, and I have a new fondness for the new master, Alois. Here's my attempt to write something that includes him.)

Anyway, very short prologue.

This is just a little side project while I'm busy working on my major project: "His Butler; My Master". Something that's a little more light, I suppose.