ChibiKit- Hello my lovely fans! I'm so sorry about the long wait for this story. Collage has not really allowed time for sleeping, let alone writing. Plus it didn't help when I had no laptop for a month after it crashed and lost this original document along with all my other files. So again, sorry.

Note- This chapter will contain some background information on Catherine as well as continue with the original plot of this story so things will get crazy. If anything is confusing I will be more than happy to explain.

Declaimer- If I owned Kuroshitsuji do you think I'd be busting my butt at collage or writing fan fiction. LOL

Thanks to my lovely beta.I love chez my yami!

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The smell of sex permeated the air around him as he dressed, slipping on his now wrinkled white shirt with a grace that no mere mortal possessed. As slender fingers went through the tedious motions of buttoning the garment cool red eyes watched the slumbering form that was currently sprawled out upon white silken sheets with an intensity that spoke volumes of the last 4 hours.

Slipping into his vest and tailcoat he quickly buttoned, fastened, and straightened his clothing before reaching into his vest pocket and pulling out a simple silver pocket watch, flicking it open with a soft twitch of the wrist, only to sigh in exasperation as the time stared back at him.

"It appears I spent more time with the young master than was intended…" he mused, slipping the silver piece back into its rightful place with a soft click. "I have yet to prepare for the coming morning."

With another put upon sigh, and a last look and the soundly slumbering youth he quickly turned upon his heel and made his way towards the exit, the candle light flickering out as he passed.

"Well don't you look like the cat that got the cream" came a sickly sweet voice from the shadows as he slipped silently from the dark, damp room, his footsteps as silent as the darkness that clung to him. "Leaving your Earl to rest Mr. Sebastian?"

Clicking the door closed with an inaudible sound dark red eyes clashed with glittering gold while white gloved hands fell to his side, body ridged, stiff, on guard. Even with the smell of sex, sweat, and blood clinging to his skin he still looked as clean as ever, perfect to the last dark hair on his head.

Her mentor truly was a demon to contend with.

"I would be careful of crossing my path so soon Bast, for I cannot guarantee you may leave with your life." came the quiet growl in the night, red shifting to violet in the blink of an eye while a dark, menacing aura seemed to surround the handsome being before her.

"Oh come now Malphas, I only accelerated the inevitable, I thought you would be happy about the increase in pace, after all you finally got a taste of that sweet dark child."

A growl penetrated the air and the women took a small step back, golden eyes widening slightly before narrowing, shifting their own hue into a deep violet, piercing those that watched her so attentively.

"Be that as it may I suggest you stay clear of me for the time being. I do not take too kindly to those touching what is mine."

Keeping a sharp eye on the creature before her Bast watched as her mentor strode away, eyes narrowed as she watched him blend into the shadows that surrounded him, that followed him like obident pups, only to stiffen when she caught his finale parting words.

"And even as my child I will not hesitate to kill you where you stand."

And then he was gone, as silent as the wind and as cold as ice, leaving her alone with her thoughts and her anger.

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"Does thou wish to form a contract with me…?"

A silent whisper in the night, the smell of incents and blood mingling in the room, creating a sickly sweet aroma that teased the senses and set the young girls nerves aflame.

"A contract? In exchange for what…?"

Trembling ruby lips, wide golden eyes and blood stained clothes, drenched in filth and despair, hungering for something she couldn't not hope to understand.

"Why your soul of course lovely maiden."

Her soul…. What use was a soul to her if she could not have the one she loved… the one she wanted above all else.

"And what will you give me….. for my soul….?"

A wicked smile, a peak of glistening white fang, and a gentle touch of leather on her cheek, smelling of rotting apples, blood, and decaying flesh, sweet in its own right, yet disgusting in another.

"The thing your heart most desires….. the heart of the one who scorned you…."

A wish, a prayer, a desire…. He who had wronged her and walked away. He who had stolen her heart, who had promised her eternity… and yet here she lies…. Covered in the blood of another… in the blood of the one he truly desired. What use was a soul, a heart….

What use was love when all that ever mattered was lust…

"Take it…. I have no need for it…. Take it and give me the means to make him pay…."

A coy smile, a devilish stare, the cool touch of gloved fingers on her lips, along her cheek, over one bright golden eye.

"As you command"

If only she had known the price of such a wish….

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"It's time to awaken, young master."

Bright light filled into to the room as a blinding beam and with a groan and a sharp glare the once peacefully sleeping lump rolled over and presents his unwanted guest with his bare back.

"Go away you bastard. It's your fault I'm so tired in the first place." Came the grumbled reply from beneath thick linens as the owner tried to shift into a position that didn't shoot pain from racing up his spine as it radiated from his tailbone.

"Now, now young master, if I recall correctly it was you who requested a third and fourth go," came the amused reply as the ever diligent servant set about preparing his master's morning tea, a self-satisfied smile stretched across his handsome features.

From beneath the linens a single blue eye peaked out of the warm cocoon the young child had woven around himself only to fix the grinning the butler with a withering glare, resulting in an amused chuckle from his butler.

"What was that Sebastian?"

"Oh nothing my lord, just asking which my master would prefer this morning; scones, parfait, or croissants?" answered Sebastian with his standard polite smile, unflinching underneath his masters increasing glare.

"Tch. Whatever."

Swinging his legs out from under the warm duvet with a wince and another glare Ciel allowed Sebastian to hand him his morning cup of tea as the other began to prepare his outfit for the day.

"I believe it would be best for the young master to have a quick bath this morning before presenting himself at breakfast. After all we wouldn't want to give the servants and Lady Melody a bad impression of the master." came Sebastian's voice from the wardrobe as he began the routine process of setting out the young Earl's outfit upon the divan.

Taking a small sip from his tea Ciel allowed the strong flavor to tingle on his tongue before locking both eyes on his grinning servant.

"Whatever. It's not like Melody and Catherine won't already know what happened last night as we planned on commencing with the plan tonight." Ciel replied gruffly, only to growl when Sebastian's only reply was a cocky smirk. "You seem full of yourself today Sebastian. Any particular reason?"

"Of course not young master. I'm just eagerly awaiting the master's chance to once again use his pawns to their fullest potential." Sebastian answered with a polite bow, innocent smile spreading onto a handsome face.

Ciel could feel his right eye twitching as he watched the cocky bastard before him straighten up with his inhuman grace and give him a polite grin.

Stupid demon.

"Go and prepare the bath Sebastian. " he ordered a few silent seconds, sipping at his tea silently as he watched the other bow before walking away, feet silent, steps quiet, body graceful.

Everything a demon should be.

When the door clicked silent behind the other Ciel set his teacup on its saucer before gingerly getting to his feet and making his way to the body length mirror across the room, mismatched eyes fixed on his naked body, skin the seemed to almost glow in the morning light that streamed in through the bared windows.

Standing before the reflection of himself Ciel allowed his eyes to begin their trek across his body, starting from his mused slate gray hair to his mismatched blue eyes, down his baby soft face, landing on his porcelain neck that was littered with red and purpling bites, indents of his companions teeth that lingered from the night before.

"Sebas… Sebastian…. Nghnnnnn…."

"Young master is so sensitive here…" came the soft spoken words against his neck, hot against his sensitive skin while an agile tongue drew moist patterns and designs against the tender flesh.

"ha….. Sebastian…. "He moaned when teeth began to worry the flesh while a hot mouth sucked and pulled, dragging gasping breathes from his heaving chest and soft sighs from his trembling lips.

Down his lean torso, zeroing in on his sensitive and red nipples, still tender from the torture they underwent at the hands of skilled fingers and ruthless lips.

"I didn't know the young master enjoyed such a rough touch…" Sebastian purred in his pink ear as his ungloved fingers plucked and pinched at his nipples, drawing whimpering mewls from his shuddering master beneath him, basking in the sensual appeal his master gave off in waves.

"Be silent Seba… Sebastian… I… I… ah!"

Handprints that littered his tiny hips in yellow and purpling bruises from where he was gripped and held steady as his demon took his body, plundered his body, turned his insides to mush with his strength, with his force, with his heat.

"Oh god! Sebastian… ha… har…. Hard… harder!" he cried, gripping the warm linens between his fingers in a death grip as he was rocked and pulled, and pushed, and moved at his demons will, nothing more than a vessel for the others pleasure, a sheath for his knights true sword.

"Yes, my lord."

Down to his trembling thighs where light bruises marred the pale flesh, temporary marks from the others hips where he had gripped them with his legs, trying to pull Sebastian closer, deeper, begging for more, harder, faster, pleasepleasepleaseplease, he was burning!

"Sebastian… Sebastian!" he cried, gripping the others thrusting hips with his legs, dragging the demon deeper into his body, causing both to moan at the feeling, one light, airy, almost a high whine, the other, deep, silk over gravel as it rumbled from Sebastian's heaving chest.

Watching as the skin between his legs glistened with the sticky evidence of his crime, of his madness, of his desire…

"Young master… I... am close…"

"Yes… Sebastian… please… please!"

Lose of his pride, of his morals, of all things that made him human, becoming nothing more than a wanton creature, a whore, no better than a demon's play thing.

What had he been thinking, giving in like that, giving into him.

Giving into his desires…

It was for the plan… that is all… it's just like dressing as a girl for Jack the Ripper… or getting kidnapped to flush out a lowlife…

Then why… why…

Why did it feel like so much more…

With an enraged cry Ciel watched as the image of himself shattered before his very eyes, glass scattering around the floor at his feet, watching as blood trickled down his hand like honey, painting the pale flesh in it's warm, wet red color, the smell of metal filling his nostrils.

"Honestly young master, if you did not approve of the mirror I simply could have had it replaced." Came the exasperated voice behind him and then gentle hands were turning his wrist this way and that while observant red eyes took in the damage. "Honestly young master…."

"It's nothing." Ciel said behind clenched teeth, watching as his fingers twitched in pain, causing more blood to ooze from the ghastly cuts that littered the small appendage.

"We must tend to this before the bath-"

"I said it's nothing!" Ciel cried, turning furious mismatched eyes to the concerned red ones that watched him, snatching his throbbing hand back from the gloved ones of his servant.

"But young master-"

"It's an order Sebastian."

Watching his master with furrowed brows Sebastian gave a small sign before bowing, contracted hand making its way over his heart as dark hair obscuring his face.

"Yes, my Lord."

Straightening Sebastian stepped aside and gestured to the open bathroom door, red eyes watching his master from below long ebony lashes.

"Your bath awaits master."

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"Good morning Earl, Mr. Sebastian" Melody chirped as she made her way into the dining area, giving a small curtsey in her dark blue dress before taking the seat Sebastian had so kindly offered her.

"And you, Lady Melody." Sebastian smiled as he set about preparing the young girls tea and plate, smirking when the young girl gave a deep blush as their hands brushed when he passed her the delicate tea china.

"Yes, good morning Melody," Ciel sighed, taking a bite from his pastry, ignoring the frustrated look Sebastian gave him at not addressing the lady as such.

"You must excuse my young lord this morning Lady Melody; he is having a rough morning." Sebastian sighed as he made his way back to his master's side, giving a polite smile to the dark look Ciel shot him as he took his place beside his contractor.

"Really? I always thought intercourse was supposed to make men more relaxed…" Melody mussed out loud, only to yelp when Catherine took a ruler to the young girl's hand, lavender eyes going wide as she stared at her nanny.

"That is no way for a young lady to speak!" Catherine chastised, shaking her finger at her charge with a disapproving look marring her beautiful features. "You are women of high society and as such should act accordingly!"

Rubbing her sore hand Melody turned her gaze to the stunned and appalled look of one Earl and the amused, mocking gaze of his servant.

"I…. um… I'm sorry Earl… I spoke out of turn and with words unbefitting a lady…" Melody mumbled, blushing under the scrutiny of all those within the dining hall, bowing her head as her face heated even further.

"I also apologize Earl, my Mistress is still learning that she is not a true man and as such should behave as a lady of her status." Catherine sighed, giving a polite curtsey before straightening and locking eyes with her fellow being of hell. "I take full responsibility for my Lady's actions."

Blinking Ciel shook himself out of his shock before sighing, rubbing at his temple as he felt a headache coming on. "It's fine."

"Earl….. Without sounding to forward would it be safe to assume we will continue without original plan tonight...?" Melody asked from across the table, wringing her hands within her lap, pink blush still staining her cheeks under the dark gaze of Sebastian and Catherine.

Clenching his hands under the table Ciel ground his teeth angrily before suddenly standing and storming from the table, hands fisted at his side, blood beginning to drip from his gloved hands as the metallic liquid soaked through the coarse fabric.

"Ciel your hand!"

"Mast-"

"The plan will continue as we discussed." He growled before slamming the dining hall door behind him, rattling the doors frame before all fell silent.

Blinking in confusion and concern Melody turned her lavender eyes to the furrowed red ones of the butler who stood ridged beside the chair is master has once occupied.

"Mr. Sebastian… is Ciel ok? He's not still angry about yesterday is he…?"She asked in a soft voice, only to flinch when red eyes swiveled to lock on her, as intense as the fires of hell.

Blinking to get himself back under control Sebastian gave a soft smile, gloved hands moving to lock behind his back. "Lady Melody mustn't worry about the young master, I'm sure he will be back to himself later in day." He cooed every so sweetly before making to follow after his wayward master. "If you two lady's will excuse me, I must attend to my master."

Watching as the butler let just a swiftly as his master had Melody tilted her head in curiosity before turning to Catherine. "What do you think is wrong with the Earl Catherine…? It can't be about yesterday can it… I mean… if the plan is continuing than that means that he and Mr. Sebastian…"

"I believe it is not our place to speculate about Mr. Sebastian and the Earl Lady Melody."

"But-"

"Now come, if you are finished it is time for your lessons before we make our way to the night serves at the church."

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The day passed in a blur for all those in the mansion, passing by at a speed that no one had truly anticipated. Lunch was held within the dining hall with a silent Ciel and polite Sebastian present and Melody couldn't help but notice how the red eyed demons gaze continued to stray to his master when he believed no one to be looking.

She could tell there was something going on between the based off the way Ciel seemed to almost stiffen whenever Sebastian got close to the Earl or how he refused to look his butler in the eye while speaking to him. The tension between the two males was almost palpable and she didn't understand it. If they truly had been intimate the night before, and based off the fact that the plan was being put to fruition later that evening she had strong reason to believe they had, than why were the two almost dancing around each other.

Well the Earl was dancing around his butler; Sebastian just seemed to be his ever observant self.

Dinner was held in much the same fashion except she noticed that the closer it came for their departure time the more tense and distance the young Earl became, seeming to almost withdrawal into himself. Melody noticed how he barely touched his food and all the answers he offered up to any conversation were short and gruff.

And before long Ciel was helping Melody and Catherine into the carriage while Sebastian prepared the horses and instructed the rest of the mansion servants on their duties while the master and head butler were away.

"Are you sure you want to go in alone Earl…. I mean we don't know how-" Melody began, only to fall silent when a single blue eye landed on her, looking almost black in the darkness that surrounded them.

"It would be much safer for me to go alone Lady Melody. I do not wish to put you in harm's way." Ciel answered with a soft tilt of the head and bright smile.

I do not wish for you to get in the way…

Opening her mouth to argue, Melody fell short at the gentle touch of her hand from her nanny, looking up into golden eyes before huffing and crossing her arms over her chest, falling back into her seat with a sigh.

"Thank you Earl, you are very kind to worry for the young lady's well-being," Catherine chimed with a smile, one gloved hand resting over one of her Mistress while the other rested in the folds of her glittering silver gown. "We will be sure to stay clear and allow the young Earl and Mr. Sebastian to take care of everything."

"Catherine-"

"We will only come when called" she finished with polite grin, ignoring the furious look her contractor was giving her.

"If everyone is ready we are ready to depart." Came Sebastian's voice from the driver seat as he took up the reigns of the horses, settling into his seat before looking back at his master for confirmation.

"Get going Sebastian."

"Yes, my Lord."

The ride to the church was a silent one, the click, click, click, of the horses' hooves resonating around the little carriage, almost deafening in their loudness along the empty cobblestone roads that marked the long path to the church.

As if matching the day in swiftness the ride took a far shorter time than was expected and within now time at all Sebastian was stopping the carriage and tethering the horses while Ciel stepped carefully out of the carriage.

"You two must stay here with Sebastian until further notice. I do not need any interference." Ciel instructed, giving the two women a fleeting look before he began to make his way up the church's lit pathway.

"Young master-"

"Stay here Sebastian. Do not come for me until you are called. Is that understood?"

"Yes master."

With a single nod Ciel made his way up to the church, ignoring the burning red gaze that followed him, resisting the urge to shiver.

What was wrong with him! Never before had Sebastian's gaze made him burn and set his nerves a light. Never before had the soft whisper of his servant's voice make his ears ring or his knees feel weak.

Never before has he felt like he was falling apart as he gazed into the handsome face a man who wasn't even a man.

When did this happen…

Was it because…of last night… Was that why he was acting like this…. Because he knew… he knew…

No, no that was only for the case… it meant nothing, purely physical…

And yet before… in the deepest, darkest, forbidden part of his mind he knew…. He knew he had thought about it before… thought about what it would be like to kiss Sebastian… to touch… to… to taste.. He had told that demon that had desired Sebastian… in so many words… so then.. so then…

No! I don't feel that way about that DOG! It was a lie! A trap! It was necessary it will never happen again!

But some part of him… some deep part wanted… wished… desired…

Why do I feel so safe in his arms… why do I feel so protected… so cherished… so… so...

"Good evening young Ciel, I am so glad you could make it."

Loved…

"Good evening father, thank you for meeting with me..." Ciel whispered, falling to his knees beside the father as he prayed to the lord before the statue of a crucified Jesus Christ, the bible resting before him as if a guide to his words.

"Of course my child of course." Came the soft words from the priest covered demon, his blue eyes falling onto the tiny child before him. "Tell me my child, any progress…."

Blushing a deep red Ciel gave a shy shake to his head, his tiny hands wringing themselves, trying their best to avoid the fresh wounds as the small child was filled with shame before the father. "No father… the dreams still plagues me and I find myself watching him more and more…"

"Have you been praying my son?"

"Oh yes! Every moment I can!"

"Then come with me my child, it is time for us to try more drastic measures to cure you of this disgusting sin." The father sighed, standing to his feet and offering a hand to the trembling child before him, watching as single blue gazed up at him with fear and awe. "If you are to ascend into heaven than we must work harder to purify you."

"Yes father…" came a whispered reply before Ciel grasped the cool hand of the father, gasping when he was pulled to his feet and lead further within the church, leading him away from the bright, open area through a narrow, dark corridor. "Father…. Where are we going…?"

"There a more secluded area deep within this church my son that will allow us more privacy." Came the hushed voice of the father and Ciel narrowed his eyes as he was lead deeper and deeper down the corridor and into a dark crypt that looked as if it hadn't been touched in centuries.

"Father…?"

"This is where we punish the sinners my son, in hopes to cure them of their impurities…"

Impurities…. That's what they said I was… all those years ago… an impurity…. Unclean….

Fire, burning everything away, taking his mother, his father…. His home….

Unclean…. Impure… soiled…

Caged like an animal… locked away from the world. Tortured, beaten… raped… used for their pleasure.. for their entertainment….

"Mother..! Father..! Tanaka-san!"

He couldn't breathe…. So much smoke and fire and the smell of burning flesh…. He couldn't breathe… he couldn't….

He couldn't breathe!

Gasping Ciel cried out as he was suddenly forced against a hard stone wall, clawing desperately at the hands wrapped around his throat, legs kicking uselessly as he was raised off the ground, spots dancing behind his eyes, sound ringing in his ears.

"You think you're so clever don't you Earl Phantomhive…" came a gravelly voice at his ear, while the claw like fingers gripped his throat all the tighter, wringing the breath from his very lungs, and leaving him gasping and desperately striving for air. "As if I do not know you have other's waiting in the wings for you."

The area around them was getting darker, colder, damp, but Ciel couldn't tell if that was from his impending unconsciousness or the doing of the demon who was trying to strangle the very life from him.

"So why don't you call them dear Earl, sound the alarm to the one who's scent surrounds you like a cloak."

And suddenly he could breathe, but only just as the hands wrapped around his neck allowed him just a scrap of air, just enough to call…

"SEBASTIAN! COME TO ME!"

"Yes, my Lord."

The hands were gone and he was being wrapped up in strong arms and carried away, through the hole in the ceiling he was sure wasn't there before as he coughed and gasped, taking in gulps of air that burned his lungs and caused his skin to break out in a cold sweat. He could feel his body shivering, shaking within his butler's hold as he was carried away from the church, only slightly registering the sound of footsteps following behind them before suddenly all movement stopped and he was left resting in the arms of his butler, Catherine to the right of him, clutching Melody to her breast.

Taking a quick look around Ciel was surprised to see them in a clearing of some sort, surrounded by trees and just beyond them he could make out Big Ben, the giant clock shining in the dark night sky.

"Oya, Oya, you have gotten must faster than I remember," came a dark voice from beyond the trees and Ciel was surprised to see a young man step from behind their coverage, dark hair falling around a handsome face, green eyes almost seeming to glow with a cat like intensity. White fangs peaked from behind plump lips and as the man stepped further into the moons illuminating light Ciel couldn't stop the gasp that passed from his lips. "But you're still not faster than me."

The man looked like an older version of Sebastian!

"It's good to see you again as well….. Brother…"

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ChibiKit- I'm actually rather sad to see that this story has so few reviews… I know I haven't been updating as soon as my readers would like but I thought for sure this story would have more reviews that this. (Sigh) Well tell what you think and I'll have the next chapter up soon.