A/N:I'm so glad that I received positive feedback from the prologue! And I'm glad that you all liked it :] I'm so inspired with this plot that I couldn't help but keep writing. The ideas just kept flowing! So after a few hours, both planning and writing this chapter, I'm happy to say that here it is!
P.S; Sakura's POV will be in first person in all chapters, as I think it's easier to write her experiences that way xD Also, I may be changing the rating to M as I may write a future lemon. But that's up to you to decide :p Vote in reviews if you would like a lemon in later chapters or not!
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Blood Stained Blossom
By
Obsidian Neko
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Chapter One
Those Captivating eyes
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Hefting the slightly heavy suitcase into the room he was acquired, the cloaked man sat thoughtfully on his bed. He had followed the scent of his beloved young master's soul to another young boy's wealthy mansion, only to stumble upon another demon like himself.
But that wasn't his only problem. There was a thick scent of blood now interfering with his young master's scent, thus he would not be able to find the soul according to plan. A small snarl graced his lips as the thought of not being able to find his precious soul infuriated him. He could not leave it to be tainted by any unwanted presences.
Standing silently, the dark-clad figure made his way to the door, opening it quietly and disappearing behind its thick mahogany wood, closing it without a sound.
He begun to make his way to the scent of blood, finding it becoming stronger the further from the main dorms he got. The part of mansion he trekked to consisted of plain navy walls; nothing fancy in the least. The man scoffed quietly at the lack of taste. Be it but a servant's room, his young master would not go to the extent to leave it plain and almost poor-like.
Shaking his head slightly to rid the thoughts, he came upon a slightly open door; the coppery scent of blood stronger than before. A few whimpers and ragged breathing met his ears as he peeked inside the room, seeing a frail girl bleeding and bruised on the bed, her face pale. From how strong the blood was, and if the crimson staining the carpet and sheets of the bed were any indication, she had lost quite a fair amount.
But she wasn't his problem. He was here for young master's soul, and that was all. Once he had obtained that precious treasure, he would leave and return to the Phantomhive manor.
Just as he was to walk away, the floor-boarding creaked slightly, causing a choked gasp to echo through the small room. He turned, and his body froze as the most beautiful shade of green met his sight. They shone with un-shed tears; the light of the moon causing them to glow like the eyes of a cat. And if anyone knew him well, they'd know he was a softy for the cute felines.
Without thinking, he stepped into the room, walking over to the bed in silent strides as the pink-haired girl trembled in fear. He could see from closer inspection that she was in quite bad condition; her breathing in small pain-filled puffs that even caused him to nearly flinch.
"Wh-who are y-you?" She stammered breathlessly, hand clenching against her chest as she coughed slightly. A small dribble of blood ran down her chin, and he reached out and wiped the substance off. She flinched away, expecting pain, but only received the faintest of touches with no ill-intention. Surprise lit up her eyes, and the man found he loved the different shades of green her eyes changed with different changes of emotion.
His trademark smile etched its way onto his face, his eyes closed as he gave off an innocent aura. But it wasn't that aura that her master gave. The one where he faked to be innocent, and the next inflicted pain upon her. No, this was different. He was different. She had no idea who he was, but she felt something that gave her small hope.
And then she realized; her plea, her wish, may have been granted. 'Someone please save me...I don't care who or what... Just somebody save me..!'
"I am but one hell of a butler, madam," And then he opened his eyes, and soft crimson met emerald.
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The moment our eyes met, I was captivated. I was completely mesmerized by his ruby eyes; tinted with just a touch of hazel. A mix of red and brown that made those eyes look unique. Those very eyes felt as if they could see into my soul. But I wasn't afraid.
That smile that graced his lips widened, and I felt myself slowly swing my legs over the side of the bed, careful of jolting my broken ribs. But as I stood, the broken fragments of my ribs jostled, digging into my lungs. I coughed up a mouthful of blood and began to fall, my mind clouding over with numbness. That way, I could brace myself for more pain.
But it never came, and I was startled to find lean arms cradling my body gently. I had never been held so tenderly before, as if I was a fragile doll that would shatter. It made me feel warm, and unconsciously I leaned into his warmth. His heartbeat beating softly against my cheek and the warmth radiating from his body felt so right.
I began to speak, not registering through the numb and tiredness what I was saying.
"Please.. Take me somewhere... Anywhere that's safe..." The only thing I heard before I gave into unconsciousness was a deep chuckle that set a small smile upon my battered face.
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The man stood there for a moment, gazing down at the pink-haired woman sleeping softly in his arms. He could tell from the slight tilt of her eyes that she was of a foreign race; but it made her that much more exotic. With her pink hair -that wasn't coated in drying blood- and emerald green eyes, she reminded him of a Japanese spring tree. A cherry blossom tree.
He only hoped her name fitted her description; for she'd be the most perfect thing he'd seen.
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Sky blue eyes opened, a huff sounding from his mouth. For the past twenty minutes, Alois Trancy had been thinking of a special game to play with his guest while soaking in the bubbled bathtub. Nothing.. exciting had popped into his mind, and the boy was irritated. He glanced over at his butler who stood silently by the bathroom door. Unusually silent, even for Claude.
Irritation reaching its peak, the blonde-haired boy stood, not caring for his lack of modesty in front of his loyal servant.
"Claude!" Said butler looked over at his master, pushing his spectacles further up the bridge of his nose. "Yes, master?" The boy climbed over the side of the bath, froths of bubbles stuck to his pale skin. Claude took the unspoken gesture as to dry him off before he continued. The boy smiled, his gaze eerie as he looked down at the golden-eyed man.
"Let's give our guest a little.. tour." As an agreement, Claude finished drying Alois off and helped him into a pair of clean clothes. All the while the eerie smile plastered to his face.
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Crimson eyes narrowed as a steady pace of footsteps caught his ears. He'd have to leave the woman until later, when he found his young master's soul.
He lay the girl back down onto the blood stained sheets, careful of her chest and other wounds, before placing a small kiss upon her forehead, his eyes glowing a bright pink. 'It'd do for now.' He thought, lingering for a moment longer before leaving the room, blending into the shadows in the darkened hallway.
He waited until the presence entered the room he had just left before making his way back to his rented room as discreetly as possible. He had no fear for the sleeping girl, for his spell would work perfectly.
Everything always went perfectly for the perfect Phantomhive butler.
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Arriving at his designated room, the crimson-eyed man had but a few moments to himself before a knock sounded at the mahogany door. Even without an invitation to enter, Alois Trancy stalked in, his butler nowhere to been seen. The man's eyes narrowed slightly. Most likely with the woman, if Claude had sensed his presence at all.
His attention went back to the child standing before him, hands folded behind his back as he balanced on his heels. A tiny smirk lifted his lips, and the man had a funny feeling that the boy was up to something. Something unpleasant.
"I'm sorry to be intruding so late at night, sir. But I was wondering if you would join me in a tour of my mansion?" That child-like innocence was back, but the look in his eyes told him otherwise.
The man thought for a moment, thinking over a plan in his head. If he went with the boy, on a tour as he had said, then he could be able to sniff out his young master's soul. The offer was too good of a chance to say no to. So without hesitation, the dark-clad man gave the boy a smile.
"That would be nice."
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They were in a type of cellar. One that stocked many things; such as canned or boxed goods, wines of each calibre, and different varies of tea. It was there that the man had caught that scent. That scent he had yearned for since the day it had gone missing.
The scent of Ciel Phantomhive's soul.
As he made a grab for the tin, which happened to be a rare type of tea, Alois Trancy snatched it up, giving the man a triumphant grin.
"So, that is what you were after from the very start... Sebastian Michaelis?" The voice sounded behind him, and before he could react a set of table knives were thrown at him, cutting away his coat and revealing his form.
He set a glare at Claude who stood in his path.
Just as the butler grabbed another set of golden cutlery, Sebastian pulled his coat off, setting it in the way of the knives before they could cut him. At the same time, he grabbed the tin from Alois's hand, making a dash to the stairs. But he wasn't fast enough as another flurry of cutlery were hurtled at him, and he jumped in the way of the trunk he carried. He could not afford to let it be damaged.
"You value that trunk more than your own life?" Sebastian's eyes narrowed at the ill-intention radiating from those words, and scrambled up just in time as plates came whizzing at him. In his stumble he had managed to slip-up, resulting in the case opening and revealing a boy.
"Ciel Phantomhive!" Alois exclaimed as he joined the two, his eyes alight with excitement as he looked over at the curled up boy in the trunk. Sebastian's lip curled into a snarl.
Not wasting time to have his precious young master stolen from him, the dark-haired man jumped onto a trolley, dashing his way down the long hallway which was coincidently the very same hallway that lead to the woman's room.
"Come," He whispered, and as he met the top of the double staircase, a pink-haired beauty with glowing pink eyes greeted him.
Knowing she would not feel pain in the trance-like state he had put her in, he wrapped his free arm around her waist as he began to descend the stairs using the rail. Claude met him on the other side, a challenging look in his golden eyes. It caused Sebastian to smirk. The end of the rail came, and they both jumped; Claude landing elegantly on the varnished wood floor, while the crimson-eyed butler jumped onto the large chandelier above him.
He smirked down at Claude, his eyes showing triumph as the lights surrounding them burst and shattered, leaving nothing but complete darkness.
"I'm scared! I'm scared, Claude!"
The frightened yell of Alois stopped the golden-eyed butler from searching for his opponent, as he sighed and said one single word that caused the candles to re-light themselves.
"Light!"
The momentary distraction was enough for Sebastian to make his escape, as he crashed through the glass window with both Ciel Phantomhive and the pink-haired woman in his arms. Both Claude and Alois looked up just in time to see them disappear into the dark of the night.
Alois's face contorted into pure anger as he let out an enraged yell, banging his hand against the varnished wood of the floor. Hot, angry tears rose to his eyes and he furiously wiped them away.
"That accursed butler! He took away my precious toy! The only other thing I held dear to me!" His blazing eyes met Claude's as he bit out an order.
"Bring her back to me!"
A/N: Phew! It took me a few hours to get that done, as I was debating over certain scenes and what-not. I even had to watch episode one of Kuroshitsuji 2 just to remember what had happened with Sebastian, Claude, and Alois xD Some parts are missing, but I didn't want to drag out the whole scene as many of you have already seen it anyway :p
And as I promised, Sebastian made a scene! And right at the start too! As he's a demon, I just guessed he'd have a strong sense of smell to be able to track Sakura :]
I hope this was to your liking! If you see any mistakes or anything you think I should change, please tell me! Thanks!
Until next time!
~Obsidian Neko