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, Ablaze
A fine pen was dabbed in a bottle of ink. A flames of the Phantomhive manor flooded an gaining mind. Tanaka was writing the account of that terrible fire he experienced almost 3 years ago. 'As a servant of the Phantomhive family, I experienced a second fire at the house. All I can do is record, what happens to this mansion and pass this down to Mister Bookman. That is my mission, but…' He set his pen down, "This mission is about to end too." He leaned back.
The entire mansion, at day, had been destroyed and charred. Tanaka got up and walked out of the ruined room of the ruin, once glorious, now destroyed manor. Timcampy came out of the wreckage of the walls and accompanied the elderly retainer through the mansion.
Allen and Ciel had stowed away on a steam boat together. They were speeding along the ocean back to England. "Today's winds are strong. It gives off an uneasy feeling." A sailor commented. "The wild waves in the night…I hope we get to London soon."
Hidden between crates were Allen and Ciel, staying as silent as mice. Allen peeked to see if they were gone, sighing slightly and nodding to his master that they were gone. He turned and gulped seeing an unwanted person. Ciel blinked and turned, seeing the creeping wicked grinning face of the Undertaker. "I've found the Earl and the Destroyer of Time~" the Undertaker chimed, irking to no end both boys.
"Un…Undertaker…" they both croaked at his random appearance. Both boys stepped out a bit, glancing if anyone was coming. The Undertaker held out a small cauldron filled with dog biscuits to the abandoned earl and butler. Allen blushed when his stomach whined for nourishment. Ciel groaned when his stomach growled as well. Allen reached to grab the biscuits, resorting to dog treats of all things, but Undertaker pulled them back meanly. Allen and Ciel found veins popping when Undertaker teased them by eating the biscuits in front of them.
After much argument and Allen's "persuasiveness", Undertaker relinquished his doggy biscuits and gave them to the hungry aristocrat and ex-exorcist. Ciel was eating them hungrily, ignoring the taste, to actually have food in his stomach was good enough, while Allen ate them ravenously like it really was his last meal.
"That William guy is so annoying and noisy," Undertaker complained, sitting on a barrel. "We're sort of people in London. We returned to London so to delay the death Magic play."
"London?" Allen parroted.
"Yes. It looks like we'll be reaping a huge number of souls tonight in London." The Undertaker grinned. The Earl looked at the infamous reaper, perplexed as Allen took another bite of a biscuit.
"Look! What's that?" a sailor cried.
"It's begun," the Undertaker smirked deviously. Ciel and Allen snuck on deck and pass a few other passengers to see what the big commotion was about. Both boys gasped, London was illuminating. London was ablaze. London was being burned. London was on fire. The Undertaker whistled, "Quite a spectacular fire. It's time for me to go too." The eerie man walked off.
"Wait. Why did you come here?" Ciel asked him, him and his butler sprinting after him.
"Maybe it's some kind of link between me, the Destroyer of Time, and the Earl." The Undertaker said cryptically. "I thought I could at least tell you this much. Earl, Destroyer, you're both about to die. You'll both die" He grinned evilly. Allen and Ciel gasped the wind kissing they face in a chilly breeze.
They stared long at the Undertaker. Die? They were about to die? Allen always knew he'd die one day, but this soon? "What…do you mean?" The Destroyer of Time asked. A woman's scream erupted before Undertaker could ever give his answer. A woman had broken down into a sob, panicking. They boys went back to the eerie man, he had disappeared. They looked around, nowhere to be found. But those words, "You'll both die" were troubling enough.
'Sebastian isn't here anymore. Then death is waiting for us…'
Ciel put his hand over his eye patch, "To die in vain, right?" he mumbled. Allen quickly ran his fingers on his dull, now tattoo-like pentagram overlapping his pentacle scar. He patted down his fringes over it, hiding it from the world. Allen looked to the broken down woman. The flames upon London lighting the night. The white haired boy murmured, "The hatred and suffering are burning. Everything is burning red and wild. Burning."
In London, many people ran in a frenzy to get out of this burning city. A fallen mother had left her crying baby all alone. Grell who was trekking and reaping the lost souls bent down to the crying infant, poking it. "Does it hurt? Is it painful? I'm sorry. I can't make any gentle moves." He got up and walked away, leaving a crying baby to die with its already dead mother.
Grell took in the glories sight of chaos and discord. "Ah, so busy." He sighed. He heard a ghastly beats roaring angrily. "Uh, that feels bad." He frowned. He walked away, off to reap the souls of the dead, into a city burning red and orange.
At the castle, safe and far from the burning town, Ash, Kanda, and Victoria were safe and free. "Your Majesty, rescue effort has begun because of the scared fire," Kanda reported.
Victoria was in her, sighing, "I see."
Ash smiled excitedly, "The day's finally come, Your Majesty. The scared England of the new era that we've wished for."
The Queen groaned in pain. "How do you feel?" Kanda asked concerned of her, sitting by her bedside. She twisted and moaned in pain. "Since returning from Paris, your physical condition hasn't been well."
Victoria sat up, "Ash, Kanda, come and see. It hurts." They both neared the Queen. "Victoria undid her robe, showing her body going reddish purple.
"Your Majesty!" Kanda gasped slightly.
"Don't try to hide it Kanda…you have it too. You are quite strong to resist the pain you're going through" She said softly. She wrapped her arms around her bodyguard as she slowly undid his shirt, just a slight. Kanda bit his lip and closed his eyes in defeat, he too was rotting. His chest that same color, the stitches of his, Lenalee's, and Alma's bodies into one rotting, his own personal parts still fresh. Ash narrowed his eyes in worry. "It hurts," the Queen repeated softly.
Ash bowed, "Please excuse my rudeness." He touched the Queen's skin with his finger, his deepened and it was all gooey and sticky, like a rotting apple. He did the same to Kana, a bit harder than Victoria's but the same results in the end. "It's rotting." He removed his glove, which disappeared in a blue flame. He held out his hand, "Let me purify you both."
"No." Victoria said hugging herself. "Keep the original body of that man. Just like that day…leave it as it is."
"But…"
Kanda shook his head in negative. "If she does not want it…I don't. I'll survive on my own." He said swatting away his hand, which ultimately did purify him one a teeny bit.
"That man doesn't need purification," Victoria, referring to her late husband. "It's enough like this. Anyway, Ash, please save that man." She tugged on the angel's wrist cuff.
"It smells," Ash hissed in a deadly tone. He leered down at the Queen. "How filthy."
Ash went outside the bedroom window, unfurling his wings. Kanda had a dead look in his eyes, almost like a zombie's. His shirt, still a bit undone, his skin clean and purified without his consent. He clanged close to the angel as he soared off.
"Why?" Kanda asked grimly.
"Even though she the Queen, she's only human. How foolish. You on the other hand, chose purification. You are not foolish, but wise, Kanda."
"How sad," Kanda mumbled.
"The tears that her fallen blood bears." Ash said a painful look in his eyes. "This begun when humans were divided into men and women. No matter how much compassion they were given, humans cannot be saved." A rogue tear fell down the angel's cheek. Kanda bit his lips, fighting the tears that threatened him. The samurai and angel flew to the inferno to complete his plans. "Humans."
The Queen was left alone in her bedroom, singing a sad lullaby. "Albert is falling down. Falling down. Falling down." Blood tears fell frown her eyes and his hugged her rotting body. She felt herself peeling, "Albert is falling. My dear darling," she hugged the peeled skin of his beloved late husband, a sad smile on her lips.
Back on the ship, the other passengers were chatting nervously and anxiously looking at the inferno. Ciel was still in the nostalgia of the news that he'd die. Allen was pondering on where would they got o safety. 'We…will die. On this ship? Or…' the ship began to turn around its course.
Allen ran to a sailor, "What're you doing?" he asked.
"With this situation, we can't return to London," the sailor replied. "We'll find somewhere to stop for now."
"What?" Ciel barked. "Isn't London right before you?" he saw a steam boat heading right for the harbor. "Never mind. We'll ride on that. Lower the boat."
The sailor sneered, "Just for a couple of kids? If you've money, then that's different."
"Stop joking. I must return to London," Ciel hissed. 'Why must I go back…?' Ciel felt all things before him fade away like a blurry film. 'I didn't kill the Queen. No….I couldn't kill her.' He remembered his resolve when he was faced with his fake parents in that world Angela made for him. 'If I forsake my hatred, then my existence is void. Then…then…'
"Who is this standing here?" Ciel wondered aloud, finally having his epiphany.
"Hey, kids. I'm busy. Move aside…" the sailor snorted rudely. He looked when Ciel started giggling
Allen stared as Ciel broke into a laughing fit. "Oh my gosh!" Allen shrieked. "Milord Ciel's gone crazy! Oh what do I do! Wh-what? Oh god I might have to put him down for his own good!"
Ciel slipped off his ring, "This." He offered to the man, which brought more distress on Allen.
"In-incredible. It's sparkling." The sailor gasped.
"Blue diamond," Ciel explained. "It's so rare that you wouldn't have a chance of ever seeing it."
The man was hypnotized by the shining diamond. "Why does a kid like you have this?"
"Forget that. Hurry up and lower the boat."
"Oh young master!" Allen cried. "Why are you doing this? Your family ring?"
"Compose yourself Allen, I know what I'm doing." Ciel smirked at his butler. Allen sighed in defeat, this was going crazier than he wanted.
London was a burning inferno deathtrap now. As ordered the man gave a boat to the earl and butler and let them come aboard the ship who was heading for the docks. Ciel and Allen walked off the ship.
A group of dock men met them "Are you French?' the inquired the two boys. They grabbed Ciel's clothes.
"Release me. What're you doing?" Ciel yipped, clinging to Allen who had a protective leer on the men.
"The French were the one who caused this fire." A man barked. Allen and Ciel's eyes went wide. "They want to declare war on England." Ciel remembered when Lau said that the Queen wanted to involve the world in a huge war.
"Wait, that is…" Ciel begun.
A man screamed suddenly. "It's here. That bastard." A man cursed. The Englishmen started beating on a French traveler, his wife crying for them to stop. Anger, frustration, chaos, discord, confusion, hatred, rivalry burned with the fires on London.
"What's happening?" Allen mumbled. He knew tension between the French and English have been bad since the 100 year war, but this was terrible. All this hate and scapegoating on the French, just as Victoria wanted it to be so. Allen took off after Ciel to get into London and get to the bottom of this. "This is…"
Allen held Ciel back when an entire building was ablaze, painting the black sky red. All of London was on fire, people running around like chickens with their heads cut off. People were rioting, stealing and packing what they could to get out. Children mourned when their loved ones were killed. Allen caught Ciel who was almost knocked over my distraught citizens. Allen saw a charred dead body being trampled over like it was never there.
'Is this…hell?'
Allen straightened himself and Allen up. Ciel and Allen, dazed looks in their eyes began to trudge together, hand in hand, into what was thought to be hell on earth. Through the fire and flames, the smoke and panic. Ciel felt himself step on a man's arm. Dead, lost, and forgotten.
"I've seen them." Ash smirked. "Those boys actually returned to London. Incredible. How do you find this scenery, Kanda?" he turned to the samurai, who was looking at the panic of other humans trying to escape this chaos.
"I…don't want to be a part of this anymore…" Kanda said, not looking at him. "I don't like this. I quit."
"What?"
"I said I quit you bastard. I don't want to be any longer apart of this shit."
"But you need me to live on. You need to be purified to live with that body of your loved ones."
"Shut the hell up, I can live on without you. I don't need your freaking purification crap. The only I'll do for you is cut down that Moyashi, and then I'm out of here." Kanda glared at the man standing beside him. "How you feel about this scenery, bastard butler?" got up and walked past a man in black, leaping down from the building.
Ciel and Allen kept on walking. Allen felt soot on his shoulder, an arch of a building feel, Allen picking up Allen and avoiding the dangerous situation. "Watch out!" Maylene tripped and fell on the two. She got up. "What were you both doing?" she adjusted her glasses. "Young master. Allen."
"Why are you here?" Allen asked her.
"I'm sorry," Maylene bowed, sweating nervously that she just scolded her boss and her coworker. "It was my job to protect the mansion, but…"
"Calm down," Allen soothed the maid. "I wasn't scolding you. Tell us the reason."
"PluPlu…" the maid sobbed.
"Pluto?"
Ash turned to the man in black, otherwise known as Sebastian. "What's your reaction?" he glanced at Kanda who was helping a child be free of being trapped under a building, then strutting off to find and kill Allen.
Sebastian replied curtly, "Compared to the Great Fire of London in 1666, this fire heats up slowly."
"Yes. A huge effort is needed to burn away the uncleanness and depravity of this city. But this fire is capable. When everything's almost burnt out, the Door of Hope will appear on this spotless earth. The scared door of the new era."
What Sebastian was thinking was this: 'When the player checkmates his opponent and wins the game, he himself faces imminent death. What would you do?' he watched Ciel and Allen run with Maylene to the mansion. 'Young master. Allen Walker.'
Bard loaded up his rifle. From above a high pillar, Pluto, collar glowing, in a mad rage was burning everything with his fire breath. He gave a beastly, ghastly howl again, spitting fire upon the humans in England. Bard scowled, "The anesthetic bullets don't work on it."
"PluPlu," Finnie mumbled, looking up to his once best friend.
"Is it really ok to chase PluPlu out?" Bard speculated. "We're hired to protect the mansion. Either way, we couldn't do anything."
"What we want to protect isn't just the mansion," Finnie said abruptly. Bard looked at the gardener. "I want to protect the smiles of the mansion and its every moment. For that purpose, we cannot lose anymore. Even if it's PluPlu." At last Ciel and Allen came up the two other servants. "Young master. Allen."
Ciel, Allen, and Maylene caught their breath. Maylene, why did you bring the Young master and Allen here?" Bard said.
"Because they wanted to…" Maylene replied.
Allen gasped, looking the giant demon dog burning England with his fire breath. "Pluto." His heart broken a little bit. Ciel gritted his teeth.
From above a burning village, Ash chuckled madly and pleased as he and Sebastian observed them. "The you who challenged me because of your master, are here with me appreciating the helplessness of your master and pet."
Sebastian had a sullen look on his face. That look in that white-haired boy's eyes. Somehow that bothered him inside. "I won't move." He said, his eyes never leaving the boy and his pet whom he regretfully had to give up along the way. "without my master's order. And to present me, I don't have a master to follow."
Ash leered at the demon, "I've been thinking…of living on the new and clean earth as the world's new conqueror. And become one with you." He smiled.
Sebastian looked away, "Aren't I the source of the uncleanness that you hate so much?"
"If I ponder a thing with enough effort, revelation will come. Morning and dusk. Men and women. Light and dark. When these extreme sensitivities become one," he smirked darkly, "they'll become the existence that my father has deeply loved."
"Am I the doll to satisfy your vulgar taste?"
"No." he removed his cravat a bit. "If you wish to," his deep voice shifting into Angela's high, soft feminine voice, revealing that Ash was actually a woman. Or rather that Ash was Angela and Angela was Ash. The angel was a transsexual, able to change from a man into a woman at his/her choice. "I can accept you in the form of a woman." He/she smirked smugly.
Sebastian frowned deeper at the hermaphrodite angel. He returned to looking down at his beloved pet and young master.
"What're you doing?" Ciel said to his servants.
"Um…" Finnie said, a bit hesitant. "We want to return PluPlu to what it was before."
Bardroy cocked his rifle, "But it was getting out of hand, so we just scared it a bit."
"What're you doing?" the Phantomhive repeated. "Don't you have real bullets?" Sebastian's eyes widened, gasping a little bit. The servants stared at him in awe.
"Do you mean shoot PluPlu, Young master?" Maylene inquired nervously.
Ciel nodded, "Look at its eyes," Ciel said pointing to the dog. "It's already lost itself. It's better off dead. That isn't the Pluto we know. It's a beast."
"A beast."
"Its dignity is taken away," Allen looked to his three servants. "A life without purpose is so tragic."
"You guys should understand this already," the earl said, eyes narrowed and determined. The three stared at their master for a moment. "This is my order. Bard. Maylene. Finnie. Kill that demonic hound with your hand."
There was a pregnant pause between the three. Tear welled up in Maylene and Finnie eyes, falling down their cheeks. Allen wiped a tear from his eyes. The three saluted their earl,
Yes, Sir." Ciel nodded, Allen wishing them good luck.
Bard loaded real bullets in his rifle. He and Maylene aimed their guns at the dog; Finnie lifted a giant concrete boulder. Maylene pushed on her glasses to aim better, he amber eyes shining. The trio ready to strike. Ciel turned and ran away with Allen on his trail.
Ash/Angela put back his/her cravat and fixed his/her shirt. "As expected from on who's hired a demon and a solider of God." He/she said in a voice that unified Ash's and Angela's. "Cold and merciless. A pair of souls that cannot be saved." The angel shook its head. "As I thought, you and I…" the angel turned to see Sebastian had disappeared. The angel grimaced, "Is that so? No matter how much time is past. The fate of angels and demons is forever a standoff."
Bard was the first to pull the trigger.
Allen had found a horse standing by the fountain from the stable. Allen helped Ciel on, cringing at the sound of gunfire. A beastly yowl in pain from a demon dog. Allen got on the horse ordered it, "Run!"
The horse whinnied and ran off, Allen pulled the reins and Ciel clung close to him. 'Yes, we can only run now. Since we're going to die, I want to die as a soul he wishes for'.
'I want to die as his pet. As his forever.'
'In order to take back the dignity I've forsaken…'
They stopped at the Queen's hideout castle. Ciel and Allen got off the horse and walked to the front gates, he said the guards, "I'm the Earl of Phantomhive, Ciel Phantomhive. I want to see the Queen…" Allen noticed that the men had dazed looks in their eyes.
Since they did not respond, they entered the castle anyway. Allen the guards inside were the same, zombies in mind. "Time has stopped," Allen commented as only their footsteps made a sound.
"Is this a trap?" Ciel mused. He smirked and forward, "As if I fall for that?" they sprinted forward. On the way to the Queen, the castle was decorated with all sort of rare and priceless heirlooms. They heard the familiar music box song of London Bridges, the one Drocell always played. It was coming from an opened door.
They entered the dark, eerie room where the cheery music was coming from. "The Queen!" Ciel exclaimed. The Queen was fallen over, her eyes wide and body frozen, she wad dead. Tears of blood stain her cheeks and hand, her skin rotting away.
A maid came behind them and screamed. "What is it?" a man called. Ciel and Allen bolted out of the room, seeing guards coming for them. "Who are you both?" Allen and Ciel dashed away, being chased but the guard.
The woman whimpered, "The Majesty…"
"The Queen's been killed." A bell rang as the announcement was declared. "The culprits…"
"Who're the culprits?"
"The culprits are…" the men surrounded the earl and Allen. Allen looked to his master for the order to kill these foolish guard humans.
"I'm the Earl of Phantomhive, Ciel Phantomhive," Ciel declared.
"And I'm the butler of the Phantomhives, Allen Walker." Allen also stated.
"Phantomhive? The Queen's guard dog?"
"I've already given up that title," Ciel barked. "Besides, it wasn't us who killed the Queen.
"Do you think you can deceive us?" they aimed their rifles.
Ciel smirked, "Sure not. But I can't be stopped here." He stopped when he felt something. Gunfire, a bullet when right through the earl's chest. "My blood!'
"Master Ciel!" Allen cried rushing to the boy's side.
"It's impossible for of you to enter through the door of God. If you want to make a contract with me. "
'My death. My soul.' Ciel fell over into Allen's arms.
"Master Ciel! Young Master! Ciel-kun! Milord! Ciel!" Allen cried as the men stepped closer.
Ciel grunted, moving his hand and removing his eye patch, his seal eye now glowing like it day in days before. "Stop…jo-king." He seethed. Using his other hand he moved Allen's bangs up, making the exorcist's seal on his brow glow as it did before. Ciel's blood pooled on the floor, making it itself Sebastian's seal pentagram, made from the blood of his prey. "This…is…not…the end!" Ciel's eye and Allen's brow began to glow ominously. The blood began to glow bright red.
"Have you awaken, Young master?"
Allen blinked when he heard Sebastian's whispered, as he knew Ciel did also. Only them. He smiled calmly when the guards fired again. The rifles were fired, but Allen and Ciel were unharmed. In front of them, Sebastian had appeared, halting the bullets, catching them in his fingers.
"Sebastian." Allen said in awe.
Sebastian smiled to his pet and master, "As the young master said, you can't end here." He threw the bullets at the guards, injuring them with the force of a gun. They all fell down to the floor, defeated. "Young master. Allen. I'm sorry for leaving my post, and you Allen." He bowed.
"Do you know how much crap I went through tonight?" Allen gave a crooked smirk.
"Yes, and tonight you shall be rewarded greatly for your efforts," Sebastian smiled. Allen chuckled and felt a familiar blush on his cheeks.
Ciel glared at the demon, "What did you do?"
"It's for the last dinner," Sebastian smirked. The child looked up at the demon in awe, and perhaps fears. "It's sweet, spicy. It's sometimes bitter. Adding in various ingredients, then heat it up." He smirked in his creepy way. "Thanks to you, I've obtained two of the best souls. It looks like I can enjoy the best dinner."
Ciel rolled over and held his bleeding side; he gave a small smile as Allen did, "This is my order. Take us to the angel on a massacre."
"As you command," Sebastian replied dutifully.
The lone solider who was not hit stared in fear and shock at the scene playing before him. Where was captain Kanda at a time like this? Sebastian picked up his master bridal style as Allen walked beside him. The butlers walked pass the frozen solider. "He's not human."
Sebastian glared back at him, making the solider jump. "Yes, I'm just one hell of a butler."
Ok! This time is the real last chapter coming up! Sorry for the last one, I made a miscalculation of the chapter and edited it. The next one is the real final chapter. Sorry, for misleading but don't worry! I got lots of good sequal titles coming on, so many to choose from! Anyway final battle coming up, Kanda vs. *special secret new* Allen and Ash/Angela vs. Sebby. Still..freaked out on the whole hermaphrodite thing. Creepy…yeah…wonder if Kanda knew.
Allen: Hey Kanda, you've worked for the queen for 1 year now, like me. Did you ever find out that Ash is a hermaphrodite?
Kanda: *shudders* No comment….
Ash/Angela: *giggles* He always thought that my girl half was a separate person. Then he walked into out quarters one time in the middle of our changing from Angela into Ash after the whole occult incident.
Kanda: I still have nightmares from it….
Sebastian: *smiles* Well that's no surprise. Next is our finale, a dramatic ending, or is it? A new beginning and maybe an epic kiss? Who knows? I'm one hell of a butler.