Chapter 1

A boy with navy blue hair and one electric blue eye, his right eye was covered by a black eye patch, walked down the alley with his butler following close behind him. He glanced sharply at the man whose eyes were the color of blood but looked a reddish-brown from far away with his chin-length, jet-black hair. Actually, he reminded the boy of a crow… or a raven. "This place smells," he complained as he covered his nose and mouth with a hand gloved in black.

The butler barely nodded before his eyes narrowed, and he shoved his young charge up against the wall of one of the buildings.

"Sebastian!" the boy screamed, in shock.

"Please do be quiet, Young Master," Sebastian murmured as he looked around sharply for the source of the new smell.

The smell was rather unique. A lightning stuck field along with teeming life. Odd mixture, but it still put Sebastian on edge as he sensed another demon in the area.

A loud groan caught both the attentions of the butler and the boy, and they both stalked cautiously forward to a pile of crates where a dark clad figure lay face down on the ground.

The boy peered around his butler to stare at the black hair and the pale skin, and his nails were painted black. "Sebastian?" The boy's question hung in the air.

Sebastian blinked at the figure. To him, it was obvious that the new smell clung to this young man, which meant he was the new demon. "Yes, Young Master, he is a demon as well, but I have never seen him before," he stated cautiously.

Another groan came from the figure as he slowly picked himself up. "Owie, that was not fun at all. Hm?" The young man's head snapped up as he stared at the butler, and his eyes drifted to the young boy behind him. "Ugh," his head dropped as he got shakily to his feet before his knees decided that nope, they were not going to support his weight.

"You're a demon," Sebastian said, slightly entranced.

"So are you, but a collared one?" the young man tilted his head and studied Sebastian with his startling green eyes.

"What exactly are you doing in an alleyway?" the boy asked harshly.

"Well, aren't you a brave one? To be honest, I'm not sure what I'm doing back here, but you both look a little out of place here more than I do I'm sure," the young man answered as he leaned against the wall.

"You're a benign demon, aren't you?" Sebastian while he raised an eyebrow as he took in the dark gray suit that was by no means formal and the white dress shirt, and his eye skittered to his forehead where a curious lightning shaped scar was placed over his right eye.

"I suppose you could say that," the man answered suspiciously.

"What are you good at?" the boy spoke up sharply.

The man and Sebastian both blinked as they stared at the young boy.

"Young Master?" Sebastian inquired with shock visible in his eyes.

"If he is benign, then he wouldn't attack me," the boy stated, glaring at his butler.

The man frowned. "Even so, I wouldn't be collared to you, and therefore, I think I could refuse orders. Plus we just met," he stated.

"Even so, my butler can't do everything considering that he must remain at my side at all times, plus if I was to send him somewhere to complete orders, then I would be left unguarded," the boy pressed, narrowing his one eye slightly.

The man blinked before shivering. That eye reminded him slightly too much of his little sister… could they be related?

Sebastian tilted his head ever so slightly that was hardly noticeable. This demon was almost too human. He was almost too skinny and could be passed off as anorexic, but he wasn't sure if that was this man's case or not.

"Well?" the boy asked impatiently.

"Well what?" the man asked innocently… almost too innocently.

"Coming to work for me in whatever job you do best?" the boy snapped.

The man flinched slightly, which went unnoticed by the strange pair. "Let's see, I can cook, garden, and teach most subjects including art, music, literature, history and a couple forms of fighting, strangely… oh yeah," the man murmured the last part.

"I already have a cook and gardener, but you can probably help out," the boy stated with curt nod. He then continued on by with his demon butler following close at his heels like a loyal dog, and he then stopped. "Aren't you coming?" he questioned and turned around with his butler.

"I would, but my legs are currently saying no plus I don't know either of your names plus I am actually quite starved. Besides what year is it?" he asked suddenly.

The boy blinked in confusion. "It's 1887, why?"

The man blinked then groaned again, which confused his employer and butler though both hid it behind their masks. "Of course she would," he muttered under his breath before trying to stand again, this time succeeding.

"I am the Earl Ciel Phantomhive, the Queen's Guard dog, and this is my butler Sebastian Michaelis," the boy finally said.

The man blinked casually. "Ah, a little lord then. Oh well, I am Harry Potter, now how about some food?" he asked somewhat hopefully.

Sebastian frowned. "Servants do not eat with their masters," he said coldly.

Harry sighed. "Very well, let's get this madness over with so I can eat," he started to walk forward before his legs gave out again. "Damn," he hissed.

Ciel sighed. "Sebastian!" he groaned.

"Yes, my lord," Sebastian answered with slight smirk as he scooped Harry up bridal-style.

"Hey!" Harry yelped and immediately re-invented his new shade of red. He looked over Sebastian's shoulder, and he could have sworn he saw his sister laughing quietly so that the older demon didn't hear. He then stuck out his tongue and watched as his sister disappeared again.

Sebastian suppressed a shudder as he felt something very malevolent watched as the group left and bore holes into his back, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the smaller demon do something, but he wasn't quite sure what and shrugged it off, intent on keeping his master in sight.


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