DISCLAIMER:

NARUTO © Masashi Kishimoto

KUROSHITSUJI © Toboso Yana


Single Approach

Naruto/Kuroshitsuji Cross Over

Sakura Haruno and Sebastian Michaelis

Romance/Adventure/Humor/Angst/Drama

Rated T: for Language


Chapter 11 – 11th Step: Realizing


Author's notes:

Writer's block and Laptop issues combined equals a long update. *Sighs* Sorry to say but this arc will be a 3 chapter arc. On the last chapter I told you it was 2 but I changed my mind as the original one was destroyed and I had to really squeeze my mind just to remember all of what I had written on those 6000 plus words.

I think this chapter is not the best that I had, but I still hope that you'll like this chapter and continue on reading Single Approach.

To those who reviewed and to the anonymous reviewers thank you all so much. I had fun reading all of your reviews, though I am sorry that I can't answer all of them.

To those who fave and put this story on alert list, a big thanks too. You don't know how happy I am right now.

Here's virtual lollipops for all of you!

Well, here's goes nothing.

I present you Chapter 11


"Talking"

Sakura's thoughts /thoughts

Inner talking


Elyce curses.

This was the third time she had stumbled on a dead end. It was now getting on her nerves. She had been looking for the right way out and clearly these walls were blocking her. She kept telling herself that if she had patience she'll find the right way, but unfortunately up until now she can't find it. She had been wandering around and no exit was found.

Trying to calm herself, she took a deep breath and let out a long sigh.

She glared.

It was infuriating, like these walls were mocking her. She had enough of these walls; she didn't come here to enjoy glaring at the stupid walls. She came here with a mission of getting Mey-Rin back, which was a success, though it has major setback.

She can't find a damn door or any passage or any exit or any window out.

Her thoughts halted. 'Window?' Her eyebrow rose.

She saw a window a while ago. There's a window on that place—the place where she had a talk with the Baron and his all-mighty butler.

She should have just jump on that window when she had gotten Mey-Rin, and then use her chakra to land flawlessly and escape her merry way. Why didn't she do that?

'Oh yeah, I ran to the door right after.'

She wanted to smack or punch herself because of stupidity.

'Punch?' She let another string of curses when she thought about that. For goodness sake, she can punch the stupid walls and get the hell out of here.

She looks at the walls. When she came here she had the thought of punching them to crumbles but the Baron interfered. Now, it is totally impossible for the Baron to sneak out on her back and of course, he can't just take her back to that room because well, he was unconscious, courtesy of her sucker punch.

She smirks as she remembers that.

Well, he deserved it.

Now, the question is.

"Should I punch them?" She looks at Mey-Rin as if she'll answer. But no, the red-haired was still unconscious. Well, she was actually glad about that, but it was really odd for her to be out in the world for so long, and her medic instincts are telling her that the drug used to her was no ordinary.

She sighs, thinking of the reasons why she needed to punch the walls.

Number 1 – Escape. But, she had an unconscious hand maid on her hand. She can't just drop her somewhere; there is no safe place at her destruction radius.

Number 2 – Passage. But not only she'll create a passage out, she'll also create noise, which is a pretty loud, no, I mean super, no, mega loud.

Number 3 – She doesn't have number 3. Which translate to "I don't know what the hell I should do?"

She sighs once again. It appears that her so-called rescue to Mey-Rin was a failure. She grimaced at the thought of Ciel, fuming in anger and well, Sebastian; she can't think of him angry at all. All the times that she was with the butler, he was either teasing her or smiling at her. It was odd actually; she had never seen him angry at all. Well, maybe he was angry when Bard— as always, destroyed the kitchen. No, she shook her head. He was irritated at those times, not angry.

She sighs, a frown marred her face.

She knew that right now, he might have read her letter, which consists of only "I'll bring Mey-Rin back".

She had no choice; this was her fault, after all.

If she wasn't a coward at that time, Mey-Rin wouldn't be kidnapped. Instead she'll be at the manor, making tea, talking to Bard and Finny, making clumsy cleans at the stairs, or breaking all of Ciel expensive teacups, or helping her dress.

But because of cowardice she's here unconscious, no idea what was happening or what will happen next.

She sighs, choosing not to punch the walls will take her forever to get out but a little chance of being seen, while if she choose to punch it, shell have less than a second to be discovered and escape.

Looking at the red-haired maid once again, she had decided. Though it may take forever, she won't risk for the both of them to be discovered and be captured again.

Holding the maid tightly, she looks around and then walks carefully in the dark. It was a good thing she is used to the dark, as a kunoichi, she was trained to adapt in the darkness and see unto it that she can perform well.

'Crap' Why didn't she realized that sooner? She was a kunoichi for fucking sake. What is she afraid of?

Being discovered?

Being captured?

Being seen?

What is it?

Why is she hesitating on doing things that she was born to do?

Why?

She sighs once again, it's not like all her questions will be answered. She had to escape first here, and then she'll think about that right after.

Their escape is her main priority.


A woman.

She was sure of it.

There was a woman, with no hair, lying in a medical table. She had stiches all over her. The joints of her shoulder, her neck, wrist, hands, feet and she can see that all her fingers had stiches too.

It was creepy.

Eerily creepy. It sends shivers to her bones.

The creepiest part was; it appears that all those body part were not hers –she was sure of it, and they were only stitched to her.

Like the way her hand's skin color doesn't match her fingers, or the fact that her left ear doesn't look like her right one or maybe it's because, both of her breasts had the same size. She was fairly sure that it wasn't supposed to be the same but seeing hers only proved those parts of the body that was stitched on was not entirely hers.

She was a medic but seeing such thing was disturbing.

Really it was.

For her, only Orochimaru or maybe Kabuto (no she was sure, Kabuto can do that too) had the ability to do such inhumane things.

Well, she was clearly mistaken.

Apparently, some really had this sort of side.

She shivered. Discovering this place was not her intention. Her sense of direction was diminishing and so, right after going in circles, she told herself to take a little rest by leaning on the wall. To her surprise, the wall opened and she stumbled on this room.

She looks at the thing again. She knew that was a human but she can't call it a human at that state.

"It was…"

"Beautiful isn't it?" Another voice speaks on her back.

'No, I was gonna say DISGUSTING' she rolled her eyes; it appears the Baron really had the knack to sneak unto her back. "It was disturbing." She said as she slowly looks at her back.

There she found the Baron and his butler, Edward. The smirk on his face was evident, though a bruise was forming on his left cheek. She mentally smirks at the sight.

"You really had a knack on sneaking on someone else's back."

The grey haired man merely chuckles, finding the situation funny. Here, the woman who he tried to kidnap, got her hand maid instead, came to rescue her and had punched him with all her might yet still talking to him as if nothing happened.

He finds it not surprising though, he had accepted the fact that this petite woman right in front of him was no ordinary one. The way her emerald tinted eyes fires with determination, the way her mouth moves as she speaks, the ways her dainty little fingers curled and her movements so little yet he can noticed them.

It was amusing. He found her interesting.

He already saw it when he saw her standing at the darkened hallway, absently talking to herself.

But his interest won't help her at all. Right now, he is more determined to get what he wants.

His blue eyes roam from the red-haired maid lying on her arms, to her face which was showing, 'Was that disgust?' and lastly to her hair—the last piece for his masterpiece to be finish.

"Disturbing?" he answered almost startling Elyce. He took a step forward but not towards her. He was moving along with his blonde butler to where the stitched woman was.

"Your eyes are merely deceiving you milady." He didn't look at Elyce, both his hands on his back. "This, no, She is beautiful. No one can replace her beauty, the way her love for me as well as mine."

She was shock to hear that. Is he stating that he is in love to the stitched woman? Is he mad? That is not even alive, it was not even breathing, and it wasn't even giving a damn on what he just confessed.

Just like her, she doesn't give a damn.

"Are you crazy?"

When that question came out from her mouth, Tristan laughs. Apparently, he was really crazy. "Are you saying that" she pointed the woman "is the reason why you tried to kidnap me?"

Silence ensues.

Well, that answered her question.

"What the hell do you want from me anyway? I am quite sure that it—" she stopped when she saw his glare. "What? Alright, she was complete. She had hands, feet, eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and…" her eyes widened at the sudden realization.

She was complete except for one thing – hair. "You are mad."

"As a matter of fact, I am not."

She scoffs, not entirely believing him. "You kidnapped me just for my hair?"

She saw him smile. "Was that disappointment I hear coming from your mouth?"

Elyce stared back at him.

Disappointment? Wait, she doesn't sound disappointed, right?

Was she?

'God dammit!' She glared at Tristan, hating the fact that he was right.

Yes, she was disappointed. Disappointed on the fact that Mey-Rin got involved because of her hair—her long pink hair, which for her not even smooth or beautiful.

She gave out a sigh, absently biting her bottom lip, as well as furiously glaring to the man in front of her.

She then stilled, mentally shaking her head. No, she refused to be disappointed. She was not disappointed because she was in a mess because of her hair.

She was angry, no furious.

So furious, that he wanted to kill the infuriating man right in front of her. Though, unfortunately she can't. Damned her 'I'm-still-nice-even-though-it-will-obviously-kill-her-soon' attitude. Not to mention, she was a medic, a healer not a killer.

"I am not. As a matter of fact I am angry; no I want to kill you actually."

Tristan merely chuckled. "You are quite interesting." He said then turns his back on her, looking back at the stitched woman. His eyes soften as his gaze landed on the woman's closed eyes. "Though you knew you're in trouble you kept keeping that strong façade of yours."

He heard an unlady like snort. "Well, blame it to your hair milady."

"So it's my hair's fault? You're not just mad, you're an idiot too."

"You're different."

Her eyebrow rose at this. "In what way?" slightly curious as to what he will answer. Elyce had this passion of knowing what others think of her. It's not that she's vain or anything, she was mildly curious, perhaps she wanted perfection or maybe looking for weakness that she had failed to see on her own. But still it keeps her smile broad, especially if she surprised those who underestimate her.

It actually made her happy.

Or even madder.

In such sense she can't explain.

She shook her head, ridding those thoughts away. She can think of that right after this.

"Others cower behind begging not to be killed, or there are tears staining their cheeks as their voice waver in fear."

"Are you saying I'm numb?"

"No, you're just" A pause. "Like someone I knew."

"Like that woman?"

"Yes, Estella. My wife."

"You loved you wife so much that you're bringing her back from the dead?"

A simple 'No' was his answer. He took a deep breath and turn to her. His cold blue eyes seemingly sizing her, his mouth turned in a smirk. "I hate her with all my life."

"Your mother is an Innkeeper right?" a soft voice asked.

A nod.

"Then say goodbye to her."

"Why?"

A laugh and then a smirk "Because, she is burning in flames."

"You hated her?" Something doesn't sound right. "You said she's your wife"

"She is, on paper."

"Why are you telling me this?" Elyce questioned. Her face shows confusion and disbelief. "If you hate her, then why revive her?"

His eyes shifted back to the woman in bed, then back to her. "I married to her name, and became the Baron." He slowly closed his eyes, like reminiscing the past.

"Marry me"

"Milady, I think it's inappropriate to ask a man for marriage."

"Elope with me Tristan."

"No, I can't."

"You can't say no to me!"

"I already did."

"Then why are you doing this?"

A smirk and then his eyes open, boring holes on her as he answered. "This is payment."


Déjà vu—Elyce realizes. It was déjà vu.

Her hair scattered through the floor, her hair shorter than usual, and her long hair, gone.

Just like that time.

Or was it?

What was the difference now?

'Nothing'

'Nothing?' That voice seemed familiar, she was sure she knew who it was.

'Yes'

'Yes, what?' She asked in confusion. She was so confused. All she remembered was; she cuts her hair using her chakra scalpel, adrenaline pumping through her veins and then chakra gathering to her fist, punching all of the Baron's men to oblivion and not to mention giving that butler a lesson.

There was a gunshot, and then she felt something wet on her back, sticky and smells like blood.

And then she saw Sebastian, talked to her for like minutes or hours or she doesn't know and then nothing.

And by the way, her back hurts. No, it actually stings. It was like her back was on fire, like her back was fried with a Katon jutsu, worst maybe Amaterasu. It was so hot, she felt like melting, like she was an ice in the middle of the heat, like she was a flower in the middle of drought.

'Water!' She wanted water, she wants to drink. She was so thirsty. Her throat so dry, her lips cracked.

'Pain' She was in pain, just like the last time. 'It is indeed a déjà vu'

'It is not.'

'Then what is it?'

'You're dying.' The voice was soft and caring.

'I don't want to die yet!'

Elyce eyes opened, wide as if she had a nightmare. Shocked eyes look around, though it was blurred and disoriented, she knew that she was no longer on that place.

Where was she then? Was she really dead?

"Lady Elyce" A concerned and endearing voice halted her thoughts. Her jumbled mind came to stop, slowly refreshing, slowly processing everything, until her mind clears.

Elyce blinks; her emerald eyes darted back and forth then landed to the man who seems to be cradling her. His hands were on her back, his face too close to hers.

"You're awake, Milady." Sebastian's voice was like a stranger to her, it was different. Unlike those days were all she can hear were teases and sarcasm, this tone of voice he held was lace with concern.

"What happened?"

"What happened is you clearly want to die." She flinched at that voice. She no longer needs to look at her back to see Ciel's face. He was angry, fuming at her stupidity.

"Do you want to die?" She didn't answer.

Ciel sighs, his young life was already complicated because of his past, the queen and his idiotic servants and now another one will be added on that list. He was hoping she was not the same as them. He had already known that rescuing her might have complications but he took the risk, he took it hoping she'll help out, not endangering herself and killing herself most of the time.

"Are you that eager to meet your demise?" He looks outside the carriage, taking the view of the forest and the moon's light. "I didn't rescue you to be rescued again and again."

"I am sorry." Elyce meekly replied, hoping it was enough.

It appears her apologize did not appease Ciel. Instead he shouted back at her. "Don't you realize that you are part of Phantomhive Servants and as a servant you have to follow my orders?"

"I…"

"The first time that you have made a move without consulting me, I had forgiven you." He took a deep breath and stare at the pink haired woman. "But I don't think I will now." He was disappointed.

Sebastian inwardly chuckled. He was amused by the brat's tantrum at the pink-haired lady. Though the brat was angry, he was worried at her. When he had taken her back to the carriage bloody and unconscious, he saw his eye widened and when he told him that she was fine, it soften.

He really wanted to mention that to the brat. To slap it in his face, to tell him that he had let his emotions slipped. It will be a huge blow at his ego, he was sure.

He chuckled, earning Ciel's attention as well as Elyce as she looks at him.

"Bocchama was just worried for you milady." He saw Elyce eyes widened and felt Ciel's piercing glare. "Right, Bocchama?" He looks at the blue-eyed lad who was busy glaring at him, his face frowning at him, his hand tightly holding his cane.

"I am not." Ciel denied. "I am angry."

"But why were you angry, Bocchama?"

"Shut up Sebastian. We're going straight to the hospital to check you're injuries. Though I wanted it done in the manor, the hospital is nearer."

Sebastian smiled, and then looks at Elyce. "Hear that Milady. Bocchama was not really angry at you. He even changed the topic."

"Sebastian—"Ciel stopped when he heard a soft chuckle and followed by a sniff. He grimaced, Elyce was crying.

"Thank you"

"Just shut up."

Well, it did ended good, Sebastian mused. But he can't help but to think of the sight he had seen a while ago. Though bloody and tired, though her hair's disheveled and cut, he still found her really beautiful.

Flashback

He was impressed. The bloody work that she had done was amazing; it made him happy, happy to know that the woman had a knack of making bloody mess. He chuckled, from the trail of the men lying on the ground beaten and broken, to the destroyed walls that was crushed and almost pulverized.

He stopped, eyes landing on the still unconscious maid, safely hidden, and then to the Baron who was lying on the ground, eyes shut and barely moving.

He chuckled. It was his fault anyway, he had nothing against him, but seeing what he had done to his pink-haired princess, he had punished him. Ciel might say that's he's gone too soft for letting him live, but the constant nightmares he'll be receiving in the future was enough torture for everything. Seeing him writhe in pain and eyes widened in terror, makes him giddy and happy.

And that is enough.

His poor little cherry must be punished too but that can wait a little

Right now, he was on the hunt to find his pink-haired princess.

"Princess…" He likes the sound of that. His. "Mine."

A shout startled Sebastian and his eyes almost widened when he realized whose shout was that. But he didn't move, he only listen, and wait.

A grunt then passes through his ears. It appears that Mey-Rin is now awake.

"Sebastian?"

"Bocchama is outside, go and tell him I've found Lady Elyce."

He heard her stand but didn't leave. "Lady Elyce is fine." She hesitated and then with a nod, leave.

Now that he's alone and no sound can be heard, he slowly walks towards his destination. He was excited, not entirely though, he was about to find something interesting once he found her.

And he was not disappointed.

Elyce was a bloody goddess.

Her eyes, her emerald eyes glowed in anger, her hair scattered all around, leaving her hair short and messy. The white long sleeved blouse she's wearing was tainted with blood and dirt. Her matching skirt was tattered and he can see her long legs through it.

She was breathing heavily and it appears that she was done.

On the other side of the room was the Baron's butler, unconscious and still breathing.

"Aren't you a little late?"

He chuckled then slowly walking to her side. "Ah, but I guess you had fun too."

"Too?" She asked as her eyebrows rose.

"Ah, nothing to be concerned about." He stopped and surveyed her. Eyes slightly focus on her back. He slowly touch her back, and it made her flinched. "You are wounded, milady."

"I am fine. This is nothing."

"It's a gun wound. That is not, nothing."

She sighs and then looks at him. "I heal faster than a normal human, Sebastian." Her eyes widened at what she had just said. It just slipped out of her mouth; she didn't mean to say that. "I mean, I can survive this."

"Very well, shall we go now?" He offered his hand but she didn't take it. She was thinking, something that she might have been missed. She gasp, eyes widening, fingers trembling as she looks at him.

"Mey-Rin. Where is she? The Baron had her."

"She is fine."

She sighs in relief. "Good." As she said those words, she slowly fell down.

Springing to action, he catches her before she falls to the ground, and then notices the blood trickling down from her back, tainting his suit, though it was barely noticeable.

He stares at her, a small smile creeping on his lips. "Stay still, my cherry Goddess."

Though he still didn't know what really anger her to do such thing, he was still happy.

Really, really happy.


Yeah, I know this chapter sucks. Crappy too. Well, I blame it to my trusty laptop, which had chosen to die before I can finish the original version of this. *Sigh* I revised the original version based on what I remember as all of my files were unfortunately not recovered. Diable est Diable was quite lucky.

Well, let's stop at that.

I know you had few questions like, what really happen on this chapter, where are the fighting scenes, and the most obvious question: How the hell did the Baron got Mey-Rin again?

Don't worry you'll all know soon.

And maybe a character from Naruto or two or three might appear on the next chapter.

Sorry for the short chapter, I'll make it up to all of you on the next and final chapter of this arc and we'll move on. Yay.

I hope that you like this chapter and satisfy you though for a little time.


Random Question: Have you ever laugh out loud because of a fanfic?

Me: Yes, especially if it involves Sakura and Akatsuki and at random times too. And my father will look at me like I've gone mad and laughing all alone while sitting in front of my laptop.


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