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Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler
'Could this be...?'
A tall and handsome male wearing a very expensive-looking suit paused, glancing around the surroundings as he sensed a power that he not felt in many many years.
Honestly, it should not be at all possible since the barriers between realms were put in place and he wasn't sure if he was perhaps just mistaken.
But of course he had to check it out to be completely sure.
The deliciously pure energy had his mouth salivating and he was sure that his eyes were glowing in anticipation of finding a true Priestess.
What he did not expect was for the trail to lead him to Maid Café of all places.
Still, despite his utter desire to normally avoid the establishment, he knew he had to step in to make sure that his senses were not lying to him.
"Welcome, Master-sama!"
He stiffened as an attractive girl in a maid uniform quickly greeted him with a smile and he had to literally plant his feet in place so he would not slam the girl to the nearest wall and–
"I am Higurashi Kagome," The maid bowed before eyeing him with interest and he knew that she knew what exactly he was, "May I have your name, Master-sama?"
He had possessed many names in his long lifetime, but only one really stood out to him, "I am Sebastian Michaelis," He placed a hand on his chest where his heart would be and bowed back, "It is very nice to meet you, Milady." He said in perfectly fluent Japanese.
"I should have expected it," An equally smooth voice began, "But I never thought that you would attract so many types, Kagome."
Sebastian watched with a raised brow as a redhead came up behind the Priestess and placed a (possessive) hand on her shoulder while giving him a cool stare.
The former butler's lip curled in disgust when he took in the scent of one of the canine family.
Kagome let out a slow breath, "I wouldn't be attracting anyone if I had my choice," She muttered, though both demons could easily hear it, "You don't look the type to come into such a place, Sebastian-sama," She stated, "Please don't tell me you came here because of me?"
"How could I possibly ignore such a prize?" Sebastian smirked as Kagome frowned and his fangs ached when he felt the sting of her power in the very air, "The last time I encountered a holy one was in the Victorian Era."
And from what he could sense, Agni possessed nowhere near as much purity as this girl did.
"This is a Maid Café," Kagome said tiredly, "Not a Miko Café. Did you come here to eat?" She instantly knew she regretted her choice of words when Sebastian's eyes glowed in response.
"Are you truly so naive or is it just an act?" Sebastian had the Priestess against the wall in a second and he purred darkly when he felt her breasts press tightly against his body, "What do you say to a contract? I can make your deepest desires come true." He ignored the slight pain in his neck as he spoke.
Kurama had been expecting such a move and had his Rose Whip out from the moment the other demon had even laid a finger of Kagome, "You should never touch a lady in such a familiar way should she not want it," His voice lowered dangerously as his eyes flashed golden, "Let Kagome go." He allowed the thorns of his weapon dig deeper into Sebastian's throat.
'I think I would rather deal with Levi and Gray right now,' Kagome thought, knowing the two did not get along since Shippou forced them to share the apartment he was renting for them, 'Or maybe even Gilgamesh...'
Okay, maybe not.
"Think about it, Milady," Sebastian drew back, knowing his throat would be ripped out if he got any closer and he had no desire to waste energy on healing such a thing, "I will carry out any command for you no matter how vulgar the order. I will gladly get on my knees for you, Lady Priestess."
"Do not think about it at all, Kagome," Kurama pulled his whip back as he warned the Miko, "Otherwise, you will end up nothing more than a plaything to such a distasteful demon as him."
'Plaything?' Kagome sighed before asking in a monotone voice if either wanted to take a seat and order something, 'I'm already a plaything for the fates.'
They must really hate her.
