I do not own Kuroshitsuji or D. Grayman. They both go to the respectful owners. This is my second yaoi-ish story because my friend asked me to do this and is slowly turning me into a yaoi fan girl. I am doing this out of impulse and I updating will vary from time to time. I have a Sebastian and Allen thing going on. It would make me happy to see more of this crossover pairing. This will be a slight rewrite of the Kuroshitsuji anime with Allen Walker in it. (Since I lost my manga version and my computer is mean when reading online scans)
WARNINGS- This crossover will contain: Slight AU, mild cursing, dark romance, yaoi, angst, gore, violence, adult situations
PAIRINGS: MAIN: Allen/Sebastian
MINOR: Ciel/Sebas, Brotherly!Allen/Ciel
NOTE: There will be not a slight hint of Yullen in this story. Sorry all you Yullen fan girls, I hate that pairing with a fiery passion.
Enjoy Lords and Ladies
CHAPTER 5: That Butler and Exorcist, Whatever Needs Be
The winter snow had come and gone. Allen sighed as he swept the front of the manor along with Finnie, as Maylene collects fallen dead leaves. Finnie then sighed unhappily, "Tomorrow it's his…you know. Why can't we celebrate it?"
Maylene turned around and nodded, "It's a rare occasion, so why can't we make it fantastic and lovely?"
Allen shook his head and kept on sweeping. "The young master does not wish to be bothered by such an occasion. "We've been through this time before, so let's handle this like we did in the past." was his reply. Then, suddenly he heard the sounds of jingle bells. Allen looked up to see a semi-familiar carriage coming this way.
Peeking her head out with window, smiling and waving was none other than Lizzie, "I'm here!" The three servants gulped in shock. Allen heard the faintest meow in his head from a familiar costume this girl forced him into. "Lady Elizabeth!" they cried in unison.
Lizzie opened the doors with a smile, Paula behind her. "Ciel!" she cried dashing upstairs and hugging her fiancée/cousin. Allen walked in, a bit haggard wearing different kinds of cute hair clips in his now down and messily put back up hair. Timcampy came out of the sleeve of his coat, wearing a bright red ribbon, flying off to hide somewhere during Lizzie's visit. Lizzie was laughing as she swung Ciel around happily. She stopped and put something in Ciel's hands, "Here! This is for you." She giggled. It was a small box in a pretty pink wrapping and ribbon."Open! Quick, quick!" she urged
As he was about to open the gift, Lizzie made a small gasp when she saw that his ring, which she destroyed, was fixed perfectly. As he was removing the ribbon, Lizzie stopped him abruptly. She looked at his ring hand, "W-What? I thought I broke that!"
"Ah, Sebastian repaired it," Ciel replied as if didn't matter.
"No way! It was all cracked! I don't even see any flaws!"
Sebastian put a hand over his chest and smiled, "Such skill if only natural for one…"
"Who serves as a butler for the Phantomhives," Allen finished Sebastian's line. 'We've heard that all the before."
Sebastian bowed, "Exactly as he says,"
Lizzie stepped back a bit, her cheerful mood broken, "I see. Sebastian…"
"My Lady…" Paula murmured.
Allen then decided to get curious, "Lady Elizabeth, what is in that little box?" he asked.
"Ah, this is just, uh…" Lizzie stuttered, flustered. She swiped the box back into her hands, hiding it in her chest. "A secret!" a nervous smile on her face.
"Huh? Didn't you say you were going to give it to me?" Ciel asked a bit confused.
Lizzie smiled and winked, "That was a feint!" she lied.
"A feint?"
"A lady who tries to catch a man with gifts is no lady. It's unseemly!" she quoted what her mother had always told her. "Now, Paula, ring your bells!" she smiled to her maid.
"Yes, my Lady!" Paula exclaimed quickly. She took out her little jingle bells and starting jingling them. Lizzie waved and smiled, "Well then, good day to you!" Lizzie grabbed Paula and they dashed out of the manor, Allen swore he felt a gust of wind beside him as they past as they shut the doors behind them.
Allen sighed in a bit relief, removing the hairclips from his hair. He tied his hair with a black silk ribbon again, asking, "What was all that?"
"I don't know. But I wonder what did she come over for, then?" Ciel wondered.
Allen then remembered something, "Tomorrow is your birthday, Young Master. Perhaps that was the reason, to give you an early gift?" Ciel let out a small gasp. He then brushed it off like it was nothing. "How about it young master?" Allen grinned going up the stair to Ciel, patting his head. 'Shall we hold a party? It looks as if there are others who are hoping to celebrate, too." He glanced back to the servants who were hiding behind a pillar.
Ciel swatted Allen's hand off. "My birthday…" he mumbled. A vivid memory of years past, a large Christmas tree in the town square. How he'd innocently stop a stranger and announce his birthday. His mother, stopping him, soothing him. How he'd say that tonight was the special night he'd sleep with her that night, reading him a story. He'd go on and on about it. "On my birthday…" Flames engulfing an entire mansion. Running through the flames, calling their names. Opening the door to the parlor where they always sat, now being swallow by flames. "I was going to sleep with Mother. Father was going to give me a present"
"We will place the seal of the sublime beast upon you."The masked ones said. They held him down, covered by a scarlet drape, naked, shivering in fear. A red hot cattle brander, a mark that would forever would brand him his fate. "I so looking forward to it…To my birthday."
"Young Master?" Allen looked to his master, in the nostalgia of painful memories past. "Ridiculous. Bring me tea in my room."
Sebastian bowed smiling, "Straight away."
Big Ben chimed the evening. Carriages suck in the traffic of returning home from visiting and outings. Lizzie frowned, looking down at the ring. Paula looked outside, thinking aloud, "I wonder if it's because of work on the Underground." She looked to see her mistress still in gloom. She tried to cheer her up, jingling her bells.
"Paula."
"Yes? Jingle, jingle?"
"You always look so happy," Lizzie commented.
"I-I'm sorry!"
"Oh, I'm not criticizing you." Lizzie smiled a bit, "I'm just envious. You're so radiant, and you never seem to worry."
"My Lady, you're normally quite carefree yourself…That aside, we really aren't getting anywhere, are we? If we get stuck here until nightfall, what on earth will we do?" Lizzie wasn't really listening anymore. Suddenly, the Hope Diamond ring inside that box began to glow. She then heard a familiar tune. She turned her head, seeing a figure standing in an alleyway. She watched the figure stepping back into the shadows. Curious emerald eyes glittered.
Lizzie opened the door of the unmoving carriage, and leapt out. Paula was still engrossed in her one-way conversation, "Ah, but that might be kind of like camping, so it could be fun, my L-" she saw her mistress gone. "My Lady?" she saw the ring box, empty.
Lizzie heard the tune to "London Bridges", following the song as it got louder and louder. She turned every corner, every way through every alley she thought, following that song. Lizzie saw where the music came from, a lightened show at the end of the alley trail. It looked to be some sort of doll shop. She looked at the doll in the window; it looked to real and life-like! The noble girl opened the door to the doll shop, curious.
All sorts of dolls decorated the shelves, candles lit the shop. "Welcome," a voice said, surprising the girl. The music stopped, showing a colorfully dressed man sitting in a wooden chair, wearing a top hat with carrot hair. Lizzie tried to speak, yet was speechless of the strange eccentric looking person. "That ring…" he said, "How unfortunate. It has not chosen you as its master." Lizzie looked to the ring, and then the man kneeled down and looked straight into her eyes, violet meeting emerald. "However, your eyes…" he reached to touch her.
Lizzie blushed and looked away, finding her voice, "Ciel is the only man I…"
"Your eyes have such tremendous depth and sadness in them," the man said. Lizzie looked up to the strange man, "I can tell. They're incredibly melancholic." Lizzie felt tears threatening her eyes.
So the two sat down and had some tea, Lizzie pouring her heart out to the stranger. "I see. A birthday present.
"I wanted to cheer Ciel up," Lizzie sobbed, hot salty tears running down her cheeks.
The man showed a full finger set of finger puppets. "There are many wares here, and they are all wonderfully fantastic items." The man said softly, trying to cheer her up. The cuckoo clock opened, showing stead of a bird were a figurines of a couple dancing. As if by magic, the music box the man played. Lizzie's eyes wandered around the shop, the dolls that sat on the shelves and tables, staring at her. "I shall give you whichever one you wish," he offered. "Please choose whatever you will."
"But…"
"I understand. To you, these are all the same." The man tilted his head with a creek. "Therefore, I reason for a superior present, to be given to a very dear person," He bowed his head, tipping his hat. "The most suitable things would be…Your very self," The man grinned darkly.
The telephone rang. "Elizabeth has disappeared?" Ciel repeated.
"Yes." Allen nodded."I heard from her maid, who said she lost sight of her around Islington."
Ciel stood up, "We'll move out immediately." He sighed a bit. "For Heaven's sake. What was she thinking?"
"Before that, I have this for you," Sebastian interrupted, he held up a tray with a royal sealed envelope on it. "Scotland Yard is frantically continuing their search in the case where only young girls are kidnapped. The bodies of the girls have not been found, but most likely…"
Allen then continued, "The culprit sends out the Shard of Hope to those who would become targets. The mysterious gem that brings ill fortune to its owner."
Ciel read the Queen's letter. "To return to the tale of this treasure, having previously failed to acquire it…
"What shall we do?" Allen asked.
"We shall ease the Queen's gloom," Ciel replied, determined. "No matter what happens."
"Pardon the intrusion," The colorful man said, knocking and opening his master's door. "I have made my master wait." He bowed, "Master, what should the doll be this time?"
"Make it out of wax and stone, wax and stone, wax and stone. Make it out of wax and stone, my fair lady."
"Understood."
The Phantomhive carriage rode off into the night. Ciel looked out the window, his butlers faithfully at his side. "Young Master?" Allen asked poking Ciel a bit.
"Open the carriage door," Ciel commanded.
"Yes?"
"Sebastian, go and question the victims' families and make a list of suspects. We need names and addresses. Sneak into crime scenes. You should be able to achieve all that within three hours, no? In the meantime, I will take care of some minor business. That is all."
"I see," Sebastian nodded.
"Hurry up and get on with it," Ciel sneered.
"Yes, my Lord," Sebastian bowed. He leapt out of the moving carriage, landing on the ground, and dashed off. Leaving Allen to care for Ciel on his own. Ciel laid back, Allen smiling softly.
A recognizable man in red ran the roof tops of England. 'Here it comes! I can feel it coming!" he cried in a flamboyant voice. A long, red haired man, leaping in front of the moon. "My Hunk Radar is going off!" Grell Sutcliffe, the red shinigami exclaimed. He grinned a shark-like grin.
Ciel and Allen stepped through the empty streets of London. "She said she lost sight of her around here, but…" Allen looked around.
Ciel was very annoyed however, "Why do we have to be with this guy?" he growled, referring to Pluto, in human form, who was wearing a tuxedo to cover himself. He was on leash, being held by Ciel. Pluto yipped and hugged Allen's leg. Allen smiled nervously, prying the man-dog off remembering Sebastian giving Pluto to them.
"Take this. Hopefully it will be of a some use to you both."
"Such as?" Ciel asked.
"If necessary, use it as bait and run away." Allen gasped.
Allen giggled nervously, patting Pluto's head. "Well, whatever." Ciel looked to Pluto, speaking with him, "You're a dog right? You should be able to track scent, then."
Allen held up the ribbon from Lizzie's gift. "Ok PluPlu, this ribbon from Lizzie's present has her scent on it." Pluto sniffed it, only to cringe at the disgustedly heavy scent of Lizzie's perfume in it. Then Pluto processed with scratching himself.
"This little..." Ciel grumbled. "Doesn't he only listen to you and Sebastian?"
"He does usually; I don't know what's wrong with him." Allen said scratching his head. Before then Ciel was then dragged by Pluto into an alley. Allen gasped, "Young Master!" he chased after the two. There was a pretty female dog there, Allen and Ciel tugging at the collar. "Bad boy, PluPlu! Stop being in heat at a time like this!" Allen scolded the dog-demon man.
"Oh, my. Men is heat make my heart thump! ~" A familiar flamboyant voice swooned.
Allen felt a tingle up his spine, "Oh god no…"
The dog ran off as the earl and servant looked up to the roof of the alley to see Grell standing on the roof. "I am the hunter of love! This heart of mine burns up any prey I set my eyes on! It scatters deep crimson sparks!" his red hair flowing in the night wind.
"Red…" Allen heard Ciel murmur. Ciel glared as Grell turned around, "Hunks sighted!"Grell exclaimed, pointing right at Pluto and Allen. Allen gagged a bit. "Even like this, I'm a butler to die for!" Grell posed. Allen rolled his eyes. Grell shrugged, "Well, right now, I am in active employment."
"Gee, I wonder why," Allen asked sarcastically.
Grell leapt down and put his hands on his hips. "Because of the Madam Red incident, I was demoted and have nothing to do but boring, lowly jobs. That bastard Will told me I can't return to work until I've retrieved some troublesome souls. That rotten sadist!" Allen groaned, tapping his foot impatiently. "Well, food is best just as it's about to go rotten," he started having chills, swooning, 'and those cold eyes send chills up my spine. ~" Grell looked to Pluto. "However, this one's wildness is hard to ignore, while the innocent charms of Al-chan over here just entrances me ~"
Allen shuddered, while Ciel glared. "You're not about to tell me you're going to take revenge for your beloved aunt, are you?" Grell asked uninterested.
"Shut up." Ciel shot back.
"It looks like Sebas-chan isn't around either. What can a brat like you do?"
"He still has me, and I shall fight for him until my last breathe," Allen said boldly, puffing up his chest to look a bit more manly.
"Ah! How brave and dashing Al-chan! Makes me shiver in anticipation!"
"Shut up!" Allen barked, blushing a bit.
Pluto growled angrily at the red shinigami, pulling at his leash that Ciel and Allen held. "Your knights tonight are Al-chan and him? Why goes this kid steal all the good men?" Grell mused. Pluto's leash slipped from Ciel's and Allen's grip and charged at Grell. Grell squealed, "Oh, I'm being assaulted!" he opened his arms. "Please be gentle!" Pluto ran right pass the reaper, right behind him was Ciel and Allen, who childishly stuck his tongue out at Grell.
"Better luck next time!" Allen teased.
"Hey! What is this?" Grell tailed after the trio.
They chased after Pluto. Right to a little lit doll shop at the end of the alley trail. Ciel gasped, seeing the doll in the window, it looked just like Lizzie, from the outfit to the hair style and color, to the eyes. "Lizzie!" Ciel gasped.
"Shinigami Death Note:" Grell appeared behind the butler and earl, looking into a black book, "#403: Mandalay Family Puppeteer. Drocell Keinz." Ciel ran to the shop, Allen and Grell following after. Pluto jumped through the window, shattering it. Allen opened the door for his master, showing Pluto sitting on the floor chewing on something. Allen kneeled down, and Pluto brought him the Lizzie doll.
"This is…" Ciel murmured, seeing the belt ribbon on the doll was the same ribbon that Lizzie wore on her bonnet. 'Lizzie!" He looked up to see a back door open. Allen followed his master as Ciel numbly walked out the door. Behind this little shop, was an entire mansion!
"There's no doubt Lady Elizabeth is in there," Allen murmured, reading his master's very thoughts.
"My, isn't that a welcoming mansion?" Grell sashayed over, commented. Allen gave an annoyed groan. Ciel glanced to Grell, even though the man had laid hands on Madam Red, right now he needed all the help he could get. Allen alone couldn't fight off anything too inhuman, whatever the possibilities. He wouldn't risk losing another person he held dear.
"Grell, protect me," Ciel suddenly said. "I'll listen to whatever your wish it."
"Huh? Master you're not serious? A guy like him…" Allen said shocked. "Let me protect you."
"Shut up Allen, I know what I'm doing."
"Don't insult me," Grell sneered, 'I'm not that kind of cheap woman who performs for mone-"
"I'll let you do whatever you want with Sebastian and Allen for one day," Ciel smirked.
Allen's jaw drop and he rapidly shook his head. "Whatever I want with Sebastian and Allen meaning…I can kiss them?" Grell asked, now interested. Behind Allen was shaking his head, doing hand movements to say he did not approve of being bargained, or risk of seeing Sebastian kiss another person.
"Whatever you like."
"W-With tongue?"
"That depends on how you play it."
"Hey! Don't I get a say in this? Or Sebastian for that matter!"
"Your opinion does not matter because you're the servant."
"Understood!" Grell squealed. "Motivation Meter at Maximum Death!" he posed. Allen groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose, this was going to be a long annoying night.
"Make it out of wax and stone, wax and stone, wax and stone." Drocell sang in his doll workshop. "Make it out of wax and stone, my fair lady." Laying unconscious on a wooden table was Lizzie, he coat removed. Drocell removed his glove with his teeth, revealing jointed puppet hands. He began removing the girl's ribbon sash and dress, to make her into another of his dolls.
The doors of the mansion were opened. "Now, then! Let's get a move on!" Grell announced.
Standing in front on a small platform was a life-sized doll girl. Allen tilted his head slightly. The earl, butler, and reaper walked up to the expressionless doll. The girl was wearing a Hope Diamond ring. "Oh, that's quite similar to the ring you have on," Grell commented.
"The Hope Diamond?" Allen said looking at the ring the doll wore.
Ciel scanned the doll girl, "This doll is…" he recalled the pictures sent over from the Queen. "Impossible!" he gasped, realizing what Ciel realized.
The doll girl's eyes moved, looking down at the little earl. The doll girl grabbed Ciel's throat, Allen growled taking the doll girl's arm that held Ciel, breaking it off. Allen stood in front of the Earl, he saw a fallen crystal. Allen looked up, "Grell!" Grell had found his way on top of the chandelier.
"You should leave this all to be, and not taint your pretty little hands Al-chan. Reaper have tools to hunt souls with, remember? Yes! Their death-scythes!" Grell pulled out a pair of scissors.
"Those are just normal scissors, right?" Allen looked up to the red reaper.
"I had no choice in the matter! Will took my custom death-scythe away! I long for those vibrations again! I'll cut her to shreds!" Grell had an insane look in his eyes.
Allen was still irked on the whole vibrations comment, "That sounded wrong."
"Wait! Don't kill her! This isn't a doll!" Ciel protested.
Grell ignored him; he flipped and lunged for the doll girl, "Kiss in Heaven!" when Grell landed, the doll hit the floor with a thump. Ciel landed to see if the girl was alive, but all she bled was sand.
"It was just a doll after all, then?" Allen thought aloud again.
"Mould it out of wood and clay, wood and clay, wood and clay," a voice sang, the door beyond opened. Drocell came out of the shadows, holding a candelabrum. "That doll was a failure. I had thought they needed to be made much, much stronger." Ciel glared at the strange man. "Make it out of iron and steel, iron and steel, iron and steel." He waved his hand around as he sang.
Soon different doll girls walked from the shadows. "My fair lady." He finished. The girls stood in front of the puppet man. "Those girls are…" Allen said.
"Those who interfere in the love triangle between Sebastian, Allen, and me…" Grell sneered and ran forward.
"Grell!"
"Will end up like this!" Grell tried to slash them with his scissors, but was repelled by the steel of their skin. "So hard!"
"Grell! This is an order," Ciel stated, "You and Pluto are to play with the dolls here forever!"
A doll lunged for Grell, who missed the red reaper. Ciel and Allen ran forward after Drocell. "Do you plan to leave me here? How inhuman!"
"Can a Shinigami say that?" Allen laughed lightly as they went beyond. The two ran up the stairs, "So the dolls look exactly like the kidnapped girls," Allen put together to his master.
"No. those are the girls themselves," Ciel said. "Then, Elizabeth is…" he shook his head, not wanting it to be true.
"How brutal," Allen commented shaking his head. They soon came up to the second level of the mansion.
"Ciel Phantomhive," Drocell's voice rang from nowhere, "Allen Walker," they looked up to see Drocell sitting on a balcony. "You both are incredibly beautiful. I will have to make both of you into dolls that befits such beauty."
"Where's Elizabeth?" Ciel demanded.
Drocell ignored the question, tilting his hat and head, "Now then, what to make it out of? Clay flows too much, iron is too brash, therefore I think…" Allen gritted his teeth, "Make it out of gold and silver, gold and silver, gold and silver. Make it out of gold and silver, my fair lady." the two rushed off to fine Lizzie.
They entered a dark room, filled with thousands masks decorated the pitch black walls. All the masks began to sing, "Make it out of gold and silver, gold and silver, gold and silver. Make it out of gold and silver, my fair lady," The two cringed at the loudness of the chorus. Allen covered Ciel's ears, sacrificing his own hearing to the song. He carried the boy to find an exit while the masks continued to sing. Allen found a staircase, running up with Ciel by his side, the echoes of the song ringing in their heads.
When they finally made it to the top room, Allen shut and locked the door behind him, sighing. He had ringing in his ears, shaking his head. "That was close, right young master…young master?" Allen turned to see Ciel staring at a strange symbol on the floor. He seemed to be in his thoughts for another moment; Allen recognized the mark from the burn brand on his master's body. He had saw during bath times, and during that time where his covenant was made.
"Nonetheless…" Ciel murmured.
"Nothing good ever seems to happen on your birthday, does it?" a deep silky voice said. The curtains of the room flew as Allen looked eyes wide and a smile on his face. He mouthed 'master' silently, before saying, "Sebastian!"
"You lose your mansion, your parents, and this time, will you lose Lady Elizabeth?" Sebastian asked, sitting comfortably on the windowsill. Allen ran and hugged Sebastian, smiling, Sebastian smirked, petting Allen's white hair.
The demon butler had arrived, now the real fight was about to begin.
Oooh…cliffhanger! Part 2 of the Drocell Ark done! And Grell made another appearance whoopee! This is fun. Thanks for the support guys. Love you all~
*walks away coolly*