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, Extraordinary
A hooded figure stepped down the snowy stone stairs, making his way out the manor. Sebastian watched from above on the roof.
"Young master, he's on the move," Sebastian reported from outside the roof, upside down.
Ciel walked up to the window, "Very well. Follow-"
"I want to come with you!" Soma's voice interrupted.
"You!" Ciel exclaimed looking to see Soma at the door.
"Little maaster~" Lavi chimed glomping Ciel once again.
Allen came into the room, "I'm sorry young master, I tried to stop them," He pulled Lavi off who smiled.
Soma chuckled at the Bookman, but then returned to a serious face. "I know Agni has been sneaking out after I fall asleep. I even had Lavi tail after him but he always seem to disappear. I want to find out what he's doing!"
The group came up to a large mansion, still somewhat lit in a house. "Whose residence is this?" Soma asked. The gate opened letting Agni inside.
"A man who imports all the Indian goods he can get his hands on; Harold West-Jebb." Ciel explained, the earl, his butlers, and his guests were peeking behind a corner. "His business is coffee houses and emporiums. I met him once. He's nothing more than a detestable rogue."
Lavi blinked, remembering something, "Now I remember, some coffee houses were caught up in inverted-hanging incidents."
"Yes, however, no harm befell Mr. West since he was coincidentally away that day." Sebastian added.
"Coincidentally, huh?" Lau chided.
"Shall we take a look, then?" Allen asked. Ciel looked to Sebastian.
"Understood." Sebastian bowed. Sebastian picked up Ciel and was about to pick up Allen before Lavi intervened. "I'm coming too." He grabbed Allen and his hammer chanting, "Big Hammer, Little Hammer, extend, extend!"
The handle of Lavi's hammer extended, launching Allen and Lavi, along with Lau and Soma, up after Sebastian, who was a little less than pleased.
The group sneaked through the mansion. They came to the lit room, opening it slightly and peek through it.
"How about relaxing with a Scotch?" West offered Agni was politely and silently sitting down. "It's a high-quality Scotch I brought from Justin and Brookes, who hold a Royal Warrant." The man offered a glass of the liquor. Agni said nothing. "The plan up to know has been perfect. Well done, Agni." He held up a newspaper, West, who was a handsome blonde nobleman said, "You don't have to cause any more incidents. I've rid myself of my main rivals now."
He threw the paper beside the Indian man. He took hold of Agni's hand. "With your 'Right Hand of God', the Royal Warrant is as good as mine." Agni had a look of worry in his lavender eyes.
"Royal Warrant?" Allen murmured.
"So, that's what his is about!" Ciel whispered.
"If I can complete this plan as you wish, can Mina…" Agni started. Soma gasped at the mention of Mina.
"Mina?" Soma cried opening the door, unwittingly taking Lavi by him by his scarf.
"Who are they?" West asked.
"Prince! Mister Bookman!" Agni exclaimed.
Ciel was about to say something, but Allen covered his mouth and pulled him close, also being pulled in Sebastian's protecting arms. 'Young Master, your face, Sebastian's, and mine are well known. Let us sit back and watch."
Soma grabbed Agni's collar, "Agni, you knew where Mina was?" he growled.
"Ah, so that's your master," West said looking at the prince. "And your guide, the one who knows history.
"You're the one who took Mina-chan, aren't you?" Lavi growled, glaring at West.
Soma pointed at the man, "Agni, rough this man up."
Agni bit his bottom lip, his body trembled. He was resisting the urge to obey his master. "Agni, what are you doing?" Lavi asked. "His highness gave you a direct order!"
Out in the hall Ciel said, "Well, for now, let's get Prince Stupid and the Dumb Bunny out of here."
"But they know your identities," Lau piped up.
Sebastian smiled calmly, leave it to me.
Inside, West ordered the Agni, "Agni, strike this 'prince' and historian and quieten them down."
"What?"
Agni clenched his fists, gritting his teeth. "Agni," West grinned. Agni seemed to be in an internal struggle for who he was loyal to. He came to a conclusion; Agni raised his hand, "Agni!" Lavi and Soma cried. Lavi took out his hammer, making it grow, deflecting the strike.
Agni raised his hand again for another attack, but was negated by someone in a black butler's outfit. He turned, Lavi gasped in shock, his eye popping from its socket in alarm. The person was wearing a deer head mask!
"Deer?" everyone murmured in shock.
West gasped and shrieked, "Is this guy the abominable deer-man or something?"
"I have come to pick up the prince and Bookman. I am Deer." The deer-man said, in a familiar deep silky voice.
"Agni! He might be an enemy spy!" West screeched,
"No, I am merely one hell of a deer."
"Kill him!" West ordered. Agni looked to the man, "Do you want that promise to go up in smoke?" Agni breathed a bit. "Do it!" Agni clenched his hand, so hard it began to bleed. He fell to his knees, "I have only one god and master, and I decided to swing my fists for no one but him." He began crying tears of blood, crimson staining the carpet. "Please forgive for the sins I commit against you!"
"Agni, you aren't…." Soma started. Deer adjusted his gloves professionally. Agni roared, removing his bandages, which seemed to have an aura around it. He charged forward, striking and destroy a cabinet. Soma was out of the way in tome thanks to 'Deer's' effot, Lavi jumped out of time.
He kept of striking, Lavi blocking it with his hammer, striking back. Each swing and strike destroys more goods. "No! The crystal glass I bought from Thomas Good!" West yelped. "The Royal Worcester centerpiece! My Tiffany stained glass!"
Allen cringed at the sound of breaking glasses and property, and the shrieking of West. "What are they doing in there?" he asked softly.
"Looks like it's getting a bit rough," Lau stated.
Allen picked up Ciel, "Let's go on ahead and get out of here."
"Hey! This uproar will draw attention. Grab the kid and rabbit and let's escape!" Ciel called to his butler.
"Understood," Sebastian disguised as Deer nodded. Lavi hit Agni back with his hammer, then followed after Sebastian who held Soma out of the window. Lavi gave Agni one last disappointed look, running after the butler and prince.
Back at the Phantomhive mansion, Ciel, Soma, and Lau were enjoying some tea Allen poured them. Lau took a sip of his tea, "He far surpassed the scope of a human back there." He commented.
"That was the concentration technique known as Samadhi," Soma informed. "Once he gets like that, no one can touch him."
"Samadhi?"
"It's a type of trance state," Lavi informed. "Through pure devotion to a master like Prince Soma, people are able to bring forth tremendous amounts of power. It is something we lack; the power of faith, born of love and trust."
"How do you know all this Lavi?" Allen asked.
"While I was in India, I learned a lot about Hindu culture and fighting techniques." Lavi explained.
"Then why would he betray me?" Soma then said aloud. He slammed his fists on the table, "Why does everyone around me disappear?" he slid the china tea set out of his way in anger, breaking them.
"Prince Soma!" Lavi cried.
"You!" Ciel growled.
"Why is it? Why?" Soma bit out, his body trembling with rage. He ran out, Lavi chasing after him. "Oi! Your highness wait up!"
Sebastian sighed, "Oh dear, I brought the Havilland tea set out because I thought it suited you well…." He looked down to the mess on the carpet.
"It may be a good idea for him to be re-disciplined," Allen said stepped over the mess.
In Soma's room, Soma was curled into a little ball of blanket. But his slumber was over when he was unraveled and kicked to the ground. "You ride swine!" Soma snarled.
"Just who is the rude swine?" Allen asked.
"This is the Phantomhive mansion in England," Sebastian said holding up the sheets. "In this place, you have no authority to order us to do anything."
"You are nothing more than a brat," the ex-exorcist hissed. "Without Mr. Agni, you are nothing more than a powerless child, and now Agni has betrayed you."
"That's right. I have nothing else left. Lavi will go back home after he is paid, he does not have true loyalty to me. I've lost everyone."
"Lost?" Allen sneered, "My goodness, you have a most unbelievable imagination. You haven't lost anything. You never had it in the first place."
Sebastian continued, "Status given to you by your parents, a castle, given to you by your parents, servants, given to you by your parents…From the very beginning, you never had a single thing. Isn't that right?"
"No."
Allen circled him, like a hungry predator to his prey, "And you were well aware that the same went for Mr. Agni, but you lacked the courage to confirm it by yourself. "
"You're wrong! You're wrong! You're wrong! You're wrong!" Soma howled. He moved to the door slowly, but it was slammed by Sebastian who looked at him.
"We are not wrong. Now that you have finally realized, you play the main character in a tragedy." Sebastian smirked, "You really are an incorrigible brat.
Soma collapsed on the floor. "They all said they'd be with me forever."
"Quite clearly that was merely lip service," Allen shrugged."There is no reason to see someone for no personal gain. In the slums, even a three year old knows that. No one has ever loved you." His gray eyes cold, distant.
Soma stared up in shock, mouth agape and eyes wide, at the butlers. "Let's leave it here," Ciel then said.
"Young master."
"I might have been the same as him," Ciel said coolly, "if not for that month." Memories flashed of his experience of past dates, the occult, the branding, the burning of the mansion.
"What month?"
"I was forced to taste the humiliation of having my house burned, my family killed, and being treated as less than a barn animal. I was a powerless child, but I returned here in order to bestow the same humiliation upon those who tortured me. My parents were in the way of those who killed them. If the Phantomhives are a nuisance to them, if I continue to hold the reins of this household, they'll probably target me again. I am waiting for them to come for my life."
"Why would you go that far?" Lavi then said, coming from eavesdropping out in the hall. He had been listening the whole, time looking to Allen like he didn't even know him anymore. Those cold words he spoke to Soma about, he could not believe it. Allen shot back Lavi's gaze with a cold distant one, walking closer to Sebastian. Lavi glared quickly at the demon butler, and then looked to Ciel. This boy…
"What would come of sitting around sad and in mourning?" Ciel asked. "Even a dead person can stay still, but I'm alive and standing on my own two feet. If I'm going to end up dying one day, I'd rather do it with no regrets. I wouldn't call it something as grand as revenge. It's all just to make me feel better. It's a game between them and me to see who will win. Even if I'm flung into the depths of despair, if there is even a spider's thread I can use to climb out, I'll grab it and never give up. We humans have the strength to do that." Soma and Lavi gazed at the boy in awe. "However, whether to grab it or not is up to each individual. Now let's stop this ridiculous babble." He looked to his black butler, 'Sebastian, Allen, I have something to discuss with both of you on the West incident. Come."
"Yes." The butlers followed. Allen purposely bumped into Lavi's shoulder, shooting him the eyes of a cold heartless killer.
Lavi felt his blood run cold, "Allen…" he mumbled as he watch the white-haired teen leave.
"Where to grab it or not is up to each individual." Soma repeated in a daze. "Ciel!" he called out. "I am almost 17, but I am totally idiotic and naïve compared to you. I've been spoiled because of who my parents are." Soma clenched his fist. "Even though I knew Agni was troubled, I didn't hear him out, but now I want to know. I want see them both and find out why they left me. That's why. Please, come with me…"
"I refuse," Ciel said, just like that. "There's no way I'm dragging around the weight of a naïve idiot like you." Lavi scratched his cheek a bit. "I supposed the door to the living room isn't locked, though." Ciel said turned, leaving Soma to glomp him in joy. Lavi joined the glomp also, "Ciel!" they cried.
The two let go, Soma holding his hands together, "I'm sorry for lashing out at you like that before. Please forgive me." He turned to see Sebastian and Allen, and hid behind the young master fearfully. "I want to say sorry you both you, too."
"Don't worry. This is quite interesting," Sebastian grinned. Lavi inched away from Sebastian, looking at him with suspicion.
Sebastian poured the tea as the nobles met in the parlor. Ciel first discussed, "To think that West was after a Royal Warrant…Well, I supposed that's something a detestable rogue would think of."
"What exactly is a Royal Warrant?" Soma inquired. Sebastian gave him his cup of tea, which made Soma inc away in fear of him.
Lavi answered knowledgably, "It's an endorsement given by royalty to the shops they like. A Royal Warrant is the British Royal seal of approval."
"A week from now, there will be a curry contest conducted at Crystal Palace," Sebastian brought up.
"Curry?"
"Yes. According to rumors, Her Majesty – a famed curry lover – may also come and observe."
"That's just a rumor," Lavi mentioned. "Since the death of her husband Prince Albert, Her Majesty rarely makes public appearences."
"How is the curry contest connected to the incidents?" Soma asked curiously.
Ciel said, "The main dish at West's coffee house is curry. If he secures the Royal Warrant, his sales will undoubtedly go up." Allen remembered the beaten upside down men from the other day. "In other words, in order to reduce the number of rivals in that contest, he had Agni carry out those incidents." Lavi looked at the child in wonder. "He then used the message to make it seem like the incidents were caused by Indians who were angry at England."
"Then Agni probably went along with the plain in order to save Mina for the sake of his 'god'" Allen said handing Ciel a paper. It was the letter on the beaten men from before.
"Speaking of gods, yours is the Goddess Kali with her tongue stuck out, and since Agni was the one who wrote this, and his god is you, it must have all been for your sake. He's probably written all his prayers and feelings of regrets here." Ciel smirked proudly as Soma looked over the letter.
Lavi smiled at Soma, "Even though you're apart, Agni still believe in you and lives for you. You really do have a wonderful servant, don't you?"
Soma clenched the paper "Agni!"
Lau applauded softly, 'Oh, my. All's well that ends well. Well then, we shouldn't get involved any further. Let's just leave it to Scotland Yard."
"Hold on!" Soma cried, "What will happened to Agni and Mina?"
"Who knows?"
"We've determined that there's no underworld involvement, so it's not our concern," Ciel said stiffly.
"That's so cruel," Lavi commented.
Allen glared, "Its business." He shot back.
"Indeed," Soma said softly, "This is my problem. I'll think of a way to resolve everything by myself."
"That's an excellent resolution!" Ciel praised as he stretched a bit. "Well then, I shall be getting on with my own work myself." Soma looked to him, "I was called out to London in winter for this idiotic case. Don't you think I should be compensated for my expenses?" Sebastian and Allen smirked. "Luckily, all the other famous curry shops have been knocked out of the competition by West. If the Phantomhive Company participates and beats West, we'll receive the Royal Warrant."
"So that's his motive here," Lavi mumbled. "That deviant!"
"I'd been considering expanding into the food industry anyway," Ciel smirked, "If we become the supplier to the Royal Household in our first endeavor, it's sure to create a stir."
"But there's only one week left right?" Lavi added. "Will you be able to get the specialist and machinery in time to make the curry?"
"I don't need any of that." Ciel smirked looking up to his butlers, "Isn't that right, Allen, Sebastian?"
Sebastian bowed, "It is only natural for someone who serves under the Phantomhives to be able to do this. We will obtain the Royal Warrant without fa-"
"That's impossible," Lavi then piped up. "There's no way you guys can win. They have Agni and he has the Goddess Kali's right hand!"
"It's true that Agni's prowess is formidable, but this time we are not dealing with martial arts. This is a contest of cooking skill." Ciel waved off.
"That's why I'm saying it, before his highness goes into full detail," Lavi argued, "I've tasted it for myself. None of you know Agni's true skill. Since I met Agni, I know, neither do you know real curry."
"Real curry?" Allen parroted.
The aroma of delicious curry danced throughout the West mansion, making the servants inhale its heavenly smell. Lavi continued, "Curry is based on a selection of fitting spices. The number of combinations is endless. Finding the supreme combination from those infinite choices is like looking for a needle in a haystack. It is akin to pulling the truth of the universe from thin air. However, Agni is able to do it. He is able to imagine the world from nothing. I tried it once; I was in euphoria for days. That power is truly of the gods' domain. That is why Agni is known as the Goddess Kali's right hand. I have never eaten a curry more delicious than Agni's."
At that point of Lavi's description, Allen was drooling a river. "I-I want to try it…" He mumbled. He wiped the river clean with a napkin quickly. "I see. It truly is Kali's Curry." Lau laughed at Allen's little joke.
"So he says," Ciel sneered.
Sebastian chuckled, "My, my. That seems quite the challenge."
In the kitchen, later, Sebastian and Allen had prepared a buffet of assorted curries. Lavi and Soma stared in shock, jaw's agape, "Y-You made them, just the two of you?"
"A-Allen, I didn't know you could cook."
"I learned from Sebastian," Allen replied serenely.
"Yes. The only ones who knows Mr. Agni's curry is you, Lavi Bookman Jr, and Prince Soma." He served a bowl of one of the curries. "I ask for you cooperation in coming closer to the Goddess's Curry, if even by a fraction."
"V-Very well!" The Prince and Bookman nodded. "If by eating curry I can be useful to you, then we shall eat as much as you need."
"Thank you very much!"
"For both Mina and Agni as well."
The day at West Manor, West was looking over the reports. "Thanks to you, all our rival shops have categorically refused to participate." West praised to Agni. "All that's left is a third rate brand I never heard of and a toy company popular with children."
Agni looked at the documents of the list of participants, "The Funtom Company has the prince…"
"Relax. There's no one who can compete with your godly right hand."
'Prince…'
A knock on the door of Ciel's study. "Excuse me," Allen said, "Today's teatime snack is a Gateau Chocolat." He presented the cake.
"Prepare a sabre fit for public display." Ciel ordered.
Allen smiled, "after insisting so absolutely that she wasn't coming…The Queen's Guard Dog really is well trained.'
"Have you and Sebastian come up with a curry that surpasses Agni's yet?"
"No." Allen shook his head. He remembered Lavi and Soma lying about with a stuffed stomach. "According to Prince Soma and Lavi, something is still missing." He placed a piece of the chocolate cake by his working master.
"Then you don't have time to be making something like this. Hurry back to the kitchen."
"As you wish."
Ciel looked back to the teen. "I'm not in the mood for eating chocolate. Why don't you do something useful and crush it into the curry?
"Yes, my Lord."
So came the day of the curry contest. Many connoisseurs and audience attended the contest, talking among themselves. "Well then, we have preparations to make, so we must excuse ourselves," Sebastian said and he and Allen bowed. The two walked off, leaving Ciel with his other 4 servants, Soma, Lau and Ran-Mao, and Lavi who was drooling over Ran-Mao.
"Strike! She's just my type!" Lavi gave Lau thumbs up in approval as Ran-Mao kicked him away.
Ciel sighed; he was wearing a special outfit just for the Queen's rumored arrival. The servants cheered for the duo to do a good job and have fun. Soma saw the back of a woman with raven hair walking through the crowd. He gasped, knowing that frame and hair anywhere. He ran off after the woman.
Sebastian and Allen entered the room for the participant chefs. Agni was sitting down, he gasped seeing the two. "Sebastian! Allen!" he said in surprise. The two smiled.
Soma ran through the crowd, searching for that girl. He looked around, seeing her there. "Mina!" he called out. The girl stopped, she turned around, and she was a lovely Indian woman with granite eyes. 'Prince Soma?" she said.
Soma hugged Mina, "Mina! I'm so glad! Agni got you back!"
Lavi whistled, who had chased after the guy who wrote his paycheck. "Strike! As thought, Ms. Mina is a knockout, just my type also!" he grinned.
Mina tilted her head, "Don't mind Lavi, he's just my hired guide. You don't need to worry anymore," he took Mina's hands in his own, "Let's go back to the castle together."
"Prince…" Mina said softly, she then scowled unhappily, "You're such an idiot." Lavi tilted his head as Soma gasped a bit, confused. She then rudely started to rant, "Go back together?" she slapped his hand away from her. "Don't make me laugh. Who on earth would go back there?" she turned her back on the prince, "I was finally able to escape from India. I've seen people who haven't worked a day in their lives, who play all day, just because they're royalty. Compare that with how I was forced to be a servant until my death thanks to my caste. Living my whole life tied down by my heritage? Forget that!" she shrugged, snorting.
"You know…she's not really my type anymore," Lavi mumbled making thumbs down.
"So then, you went with West of your own voli-" Soma mumbled softly.
"That's right!" Mina exclaimed. "Even a child could tell which is better between being a servant or a rich wife. Also, I'd had enough of looking after your selfish needs! I promised not to say a word, but after seeing your face, I thought you were old enough to face reality" She said, a twisted smile on her lips. Mina turned away, leaving Soma alone. Lavi put his hand on the prince's shoulder, looking to him sympathetically.
"The promise was that if I cooperated with West, she'd act like the old Mina around the prince." Agni explained his motives to the Phantomhive butlers. He put his hand on his forehead, "If the pure prince knew of Mina's true colors…"
"So that's how it is…" Allen said softly.
"That's why I cannot lose." Agni said a bit louder.
Sebastian smirked, "What a coincidence. Neither can we," Allen watched as the black butler and Goddess's right hand stared off at each other.
Neither of them knew another chef, a handsome young man with glasses and brunette hair in a ponytail listened. He slipped into a room and punched the door frustrated, "This flavor is nowhere near good enough to win. There's something missing. Something…" he began to shake.
The tapping of shoes interrupted him. "It seems you're quite troubled," a woman said. The chef turned, "If you wish, please use this." She held out a small bag of spice. The man took it, testing its smell.
"What is it?" he asked the woman, lovely with silver hair and violet eyes, who smiled.
A familiar announcer waved his hand, "Thank you for waiting!" he exclaimed to the crowd. "Welcome to the Curry Festival for the pride of London's curry shops!" people applauded as trumpets sang, the competitor team standing readily.
The judges were a nobleman, a noble chef, and Viscount Druitt who was waving again. "Oh? He's here again," Lau commented.
Ciel scoffed, "The show off."
Soma turned away and walked away from the crowd. Agni saw the troubled look on his face thinking it was his fault. But he knew he had to concentrate on the competition.
"Well then, let us begin cook-" the announcer was interrupted by the sound if trumpets.
The crowd began to chatter in confusion. "This is…" Lavi mumbled. It was the tune to God Save the Queen. A red carpet was rolled out. A trio was walking down it, two servants and a small woman. It was none-other than the Queen of England herself, and her two servants.
"Her Majesty!" Ciel exclaimed.
"That man…" Allen squinted to the servant on the Queen's other side. He was dressed in white and gold holding a katana on his waist; he had long dark hair tied in a high ponytail. "I-it can't be…"
"No way…" Lavi mumbled.
"K-Kanda?"
HAH! DIDN'T SEE THAT ONE COMING! PLOT TWIST HEY-YO! Yes! Kanda is working for the Queen of England! How you asked? She sent Ash looking for a skilled warrior, and who else but Kanda? After working some angel magic Kanda's all better and the Queen's personal bodyguard.
Lavi: Wow, so weird that we each are working for a noble right.
Kanda: Che. At least I'm working for the Queen of England. All moyashi's doing is baking cakes for a brat.
Allen: Oi! Ba-Kanda! At least I'm not working for the main antagonist in this story!
Kanda: At least I'm not gay for a demon butler.
Allen: *blushes and storms off*
Sebastian: *smiles* It's a reunion of three friends…I'm one hell of a butler…don't miss it. Allen! *chases after Allen*