to be the damned
+the consequences be damned.+
Crossover: Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler)/InuYasha
Warnings: implied sex and deaths
Pairing: older!Ciel/Kagome
Oneshot!
Sometime he thought he dreamt her up. Dreamt everything up, even himself.
But when she touched him, he realized that he was real. Everything was real. He broke and screamed in an echoing despair.
-x-
She likes to think that he was her prince charming sometime…A dark prince charming that is, whose hugs and kisses would be like dancing with sharp ices.
She was nothing like that pretty, blond princess-the one who originally was for him.
Now, she doesn't know whether if she is his princess or not, because quite frankly, she wouldn't make a very nice princess anyway. She figures-that girl was the one for him anyway so why keep hoping?
-x-
For some reason, she wasn't herself today…at least as herself as someone like her was anyway. She was awful lot like puzzle pieces in wrong places sometime.
He didn't like the quietness that she carried-he grew to be fond of her erratic-ness, as one would try and to describe her. So-he went to her and demanded what was the matter with her.
She was a difficult one to crack-she didn't cave in-instead; she smiled at him and told him there was nothing wrong with anything today. Rather, she referred it as 'perfect'.
Truly? She was never the one that says 'perfect' so willingly. As far as he knew, that was one of those words she hated the most.
So he knew-there was something wrong.
All he needed to do was to keep going-putting down the pressure.
-x-
He wasn't very nice today-he was so mean that she felt tears brimming in her eyes. But she didn't let anything to show and gave him her brightest smile as she went about on her merry way. Her black skirt gracefully, silkily moved with her.
My, was that his eye lingering on somewhere inappropriate?
-x-
He clenched his teeth-he hated when she was being particularly stubborn.
Her emotions were like oceans-calm one second, berserk the next. Then somewhat rather erratic too. And so the pattern goes on.
But he loves the unpredictability-that was what he was most fond of about that girl-servant he picked up from an abandoned train track some years before. He didn't know why he had done so-perhaps he craves some closer companionship. The devil that was once at his becks and call was no longer around-he just disappeared one day and never returned, no matter how many times he called for him.
That contract he once held in one of his eyes-was gone-totally gone. Yet he chose to keep that eye-patch on, for some reason he doesn't know. Maybe that is why he picked her up.
She was cute-not pretty, but cute-perhaps a little bit younger than he was-or older-he doesn't really know. He never asks.
When he thought about it-he never really ask her anything about herself. He doesn't know why. But he really should ask sometime.
Like what was her favorite dessert or how old was she or when was her birthday or…
Or…
Or…
Why did she ask to be his servant in the first place out of blue? When he wasn't even looking for one? He didn't want a replacement for his damned
-yet still so perfect-
butler and she was hardly that.
She
was
so
imperfect.
-x-
That American chef was rather cute, she decided, as he made a rather horrible attempt to flirt with her. Perhaps she'll give him a chance. Even though she knew he was in love with someone else
-that dumb, red-haired maid with grace of a turtle-
while she knew he knew she was also pining after their own
-selfish-
master, their lord, their earl of the darkness,
-the dog of the evil queen-
Ciel Phantomhive.
It was somewhat funny how that those people who their hearts trapped by others seemed to know…
-x-
He was not jealous.
No. He is not all 'green with envy', as he heard some folks would put it.
As he watched his chef
-who could only served him burnt meals-
and his lady servant
-so imperfect-
interacting with one other from afar.
No-he's not jealous.
As he watched the chef stroking her skin
-oh so lovely skin-
and her bell-like laughing at some stupid joke he made.
No-he was
not
jealous.
He didn't even realize that he was hurting himself until the clumsy maid was loudly panicking at the sight of the blood flowing from his hands. He must've dug his nails into the wood of his armrest a little too hard, he thought.
As the maid hurriedly wrapped his hand with a bandage,
-at least she was good at sealing up the wounds-
he thought he saw her eyes glowing for a very short second.
Then she kissed him-
That damn American!
-right on his lips!-
He didn't heard the yelp of the maid when he pushed her off roughly or that her back rammed a little too hard against the edge of the table as he walked off to his room from his study.
He needs to gather back his thoughts.
He needs to calm down.
…No-he need to claims that wench!
That wench was succeeding into making him jealous!
She must be a devil in a disguise!
-x-
The chef left her behind, when the gardener
-with ungodly strength that no humans should have-
announced that the maid was injured
-well, somewhat-.
She knew that the chef would pick her over her any day but
that
was
okay.
She didn't really want him-it was just a harmless flirt-
though it would be nice to have a bed partner for once.
-x-
Suddenly,
they were
ambushed.
The manor
-like a castle in the sky that was falling-
was almost in a rubble.
The enemies
-saw through their weaknesses and rushed in while the servants were distracted-
hated the Queen's Watchdog
and sought to destroy him
and his everything.
At
all
costs.
-x-
He found himself inside a lonely, dark room,
-and he couldn't see a thing
And couldn't hear a single thing-
all battered up.
His perfect clothes was
tattered,
bloody,
and dirty.
Just like his body.
"I'll destroy everything you have, the Royal mutt of the Queen."
A voice echoed and a familiar cry followed.
-x-
The princess was in danger, she realized.
She's very precious to her master
and she must protect her
at
all
costs.
Even if it put her heart into a
jeopardy.
After all,
She's one hell of a servant.
-x-
He hauled insults,
trying his best to spare the princess the pain she was receiving at the hands of
those
dirty
enemies.
Desperately, he started calling his former butler's name,
even though
he left him almost
a
decade
ago,
in hopes that he'll appear to save them all.
-x-
She crushed the enemy' leader's skull,
without mercy.
"I'll not spare those that threaten my master." She told them,
her once azure eyes, that was once so similar to the Earl's, was now a tint of reddish violet,
"Run. I'll enjoy the chase."
They did.
But
they
never
got
far.
Her dark, luscious hair
Her lovely skin
Her small, petite body
Became of those like a monster from the darkness.
Pit black.
as she destroyed everything that held a threat to her beloved master.
-x-
He saw everything.
As he held the unconscious princess,
he saw
everything.
And he wanted her all the more.
His fiancée
-this beautiful, desirable princess-
be damned.
-x-
"I'll never be your butler, milord."
"Did you know what happened to him, Kagome?"
"He was weak-from starvation-and he lost against me when he'd chosen to challenge me. A mere fledgling."
"What?"
"…I was once like you, milord, but my dark desires had long twisted my soul and made me into a being like him. Also, I was far younger than he. Mere centuries old while he thousands years older."
"…"
"…He was a very powerful being-but his lusts made him blind to his own needs."
"Will he return?"
"There's that, milord. But who know?"
"And why did you come to me?"
"…That I'm not sure of. Perhaps…I honestly do not know."
"You're a horrible liar, Kagome."
"I know."
-x-
The pale-colored cloths underneath them were twisted, wringed, as the breathy cries fled from the fairer pair. Sweats drenched them both, as the nails sank into the fresh, neither cared if they each drew blood from each other.
He tasted her flesh as he went on ahead to please her while she did the same.
As they reached their ending point, they neither thought of the consequences that will follow later nor did they care. As long as they had one other, they didn't care.
The
consequences
be
damned.
-the
end.-
A/N: This experimental oneshot is really up to the readers' interpretation. Or at least attempted to be. And to those that don't like the new format I used in this little fun bit-
Too
bloody
bad!
:D I hoped you had a good reading! Oh and please review and tell me what you think-I'm rather curious on how well received this little fun bit was, because I might try again with another shot. Ohohohohohoh. And if you see a typo, report it to me. ^^ And yes, that lower cases on the title and the summary was intended. No need to fuss over that.