His Butler, DesireHis Butler, Desire4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He's falling into darkness, into nothing without so much someone to catch him. To save him from this eternity of nothingness. He opens his mouth, knowing the words he has to shout for salvation but none come. Struggling he tries again, the dark ground approaching quickly, the fires of death growing on the horizon. Still no words, not even the slightest squeak.
As he approaches his doom he can hear the screams of his parents, his own and his aunt. One last try, that's probably all the time he's got until he dies. Just one more time to see if he can overcome this sheer fear that's engulfed him to try and push through it and save himself.
And his soul.
"SEBASTIAN!" He cries, his voice loud and powerful, ricocheting around him.
Nothing. His servant does not come, but his death does.
Sebastian may have not come in the dream but he bolted into Ciel Phantomhive's room right as he heard his master's bloodcurdling scream. Thrusting the door open he prepares to see the worst, maybe one of
His Butler, Torment Part2His Butler, Torment Part24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There are those eyes again, slender and luminous, sexy and allusive, red and amber. They beckon him from nothing as the pain and humiliation settles into his soul once more, or what's left of it. Those hands reach out of the darkness, the whispers of pretending pounding in his head. No, not again, not the pain not this again. How many times must this happen before the end? Is there even a God somewhere that hears his cries, to save him from this hell?
He screams, the pain too much, the demand for justice stronger than ever. Strong enough to summon him. The demon.
The butler's voice cries, "Young master!" His snow white hands flutter to keep his master steady as the young boy thrashes about in a nightmare.
His eyes pop open, wide with fear as his hand gropes under his pillow for his pistol. Where is it? He just had it; at least he thought he did. It was a gun he kept under his pillow, right?
The butler releases Ciel, returning to erect posture as he shoves his delicately framed rectangu
RequiemRequiem4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler and sadly never will. *cries in corner*
Rating: T / PG-13
Summary: When the someone most important to you is taken before your eyes the only thing you know to do is get them back! No matter the cost and no matter the pain.
Timeline: Actual universe
Warnings: It is actual universe and it might be slightly OOC. But I can't really do much since the story is AU.
"Sebby, what do you think of this hat?" Ciel asked as he ran into the dining room with a sailor cap placed on his head. He smiled wide as he gripped the hat firmly so it wouldn't fall, "Mommy says it looks cute!" He ran up to the tall man in a dark suit and cupped his mouth, "But ..daddy says I look silly. What do you thin
His Butler, LustfulHis Butler, Lustful4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The rightful head of the household stares distastefully at himself in the mirror as his faithful butler happily tugs folds and creases into crisp edges. The young earl's small lips turn into a frown as his single blue eye surveys the atrocity of an outfit Sebastian clothed him in-a large mass of blue and white frills and lace courtesy of his 'fiancée.' Exhaling he feels his body stiffen as Sebastian fastens a hat with equal decoration atop his master's head, a smirk tugging on his lips dying to burst into laughter.
"Sebastian " Ciel growls, meeting the butler's red eyes in the mirror, " what is this?"
"Party attire." The butler replies simply, as if his master had asked what day it is today, "Miss Elizabeth insisted you wear this to her party."
"A party I've been trying to veto for the past three days." Ciel sighs, his frown sinking, "Whatever was she thinking, holding an extravagant party in my home, a place of business not play."
"I think she just wants to spend some t
His Butler, CaughtHis Butler, Caught4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Her wide eyes flicker with confusion and denial as she leans forward more, inspecting the sight before her. As Elizabeth had entered the room she had heard some odd sounds from behind Ciel's desk and a closer look revealed his butler atop her fiancé attached at the face. "What's going on?" she attempts to demand but comes out as a whisper.
Ciel moves his jaw slightly; clenching it like he usually does when he's mad as Sebastian sits upright, sliding off his master. Sebastian helps Ciel stand, keeping a gloved hand on the boy's shoulder comfortingly. He flashes the trembling girl before him a charmed smile, "Miss Elizabeth "
"Where you two kissing?" she hisses, disgust in her tone as she takes a step away from the anomaly of butler and master.
"No." Sebastian replies simply.
"But I saw you!" she shouts, tears gathering in her eyes, "I saw you kiss him, Sebastian! Is that any way to treat my fiancée? The man I'm destined to be with?!"
Ciel narrows his eye, "Who said I
His Butler, Torment Part 1His Butler, Torment Part 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A soft glow plays off the usually dark room, the satiny blood red sheets entangling him and his sleeping master. Sebastian groans slightly as he sits upright careful not to disturb Ciel. His eyes linger on the small boy, his dark hair terribly askew across his peaceful expression. Smiling fondly Sebastian wraps an arm around Ciel, pulling him close somehow unable to wake him. Ciel mutters something in his sleep as he curls into Sebastian, his small fingers digging into his lover's exposed chest, his silky hair tickling his skin.
Smiling Sebastian relaxes back into the comfort of the pillows the support his back, keeping a hand on Ciel always glad for the comfort the small boy brings him. The door to his room slowly opens, the bright spectacles of Mey-Rin peeps in. Her eyes fall on the two, both in the same bed, both without clothes and both looking rather comfortable. She lowers her gaze from Sebastian's bare chest, hurriedly tip toeing into the room with an arm extended with a thick e
Demon's Heart Chapter IIDemon's Heart Chapter II4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji or any of the characters. Kuroshitsuji is the intellectual property of Toboso Yana
You are much mistaken if you expect to influence me by such a paltry attack as this.
"Sebastian, would you be so kind to add some more coke to the fireplace?" The woman sitting in the velvet armchair asked. The skirt of her satin gown shifted slightly as she straightened to look up at the boy sitting across her on the other side of the tea table. "After all, being the butler of the young earl, you must be aware that cold air often triggers asthma attacks." The woman said as a matter of factly, shuffling the cards in her hands. She smiled as she realized her hand looked quite promising.
The butler bowed silently and followed the instruction. What could his master be possibly thinking of now, he wondered. The way Ciel was sitting his chair with his left arm supporting his head tells Sebastian that his master was quite annoyed at their guest, and frankl
My Beautiful DisasterMy Beautiful Disaster4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
STOP! Before you read this fanfiction you should listen to Kelly Clarksons song Beautiful Disaster. It will make this story SOO much better!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler and sadly never will. *cries in corner*
Title: Beautiful Disaster
Pairings: Sebastian/Ciel (yaoi)
Rating: T / Pg-13
Summary: I am a demon and my life revolves around devouring souls. However, soon I start to serve under a young boy, who not only smells like heaven and sin combined, but has the most broken soul that is the most beautiful disaster.
Timeline: Actual universe. Also known as 21st century.
Warnings: Slight yaoi. Nothing too bad. Slight OOC, too!(I tried my best for what I had to work with) and then is also slight fluff/angst. o.o Okay a lot of it. Sheesh. *walks away* Oh and one more thing. There
Severed Mind Chapter 1Severed Mind Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1: Her Butler, Her Savior
It has been 4 years since Alena had been kidnapped by the man with the goatee. She was now 14 years old and she was still in the same place she was before.She hasn't even seen the outside world since she was taken away from her home. Along with her freedom, her childhood as she knew it was gone as well.
The place she was in was filled with nothing but power hungry men. As far as she knew, she was the only girl there. Because of that, she was used often as the men pleased. She never went a day without a new bruise or scar to remind her of all her pain. She could truly say she hated it there.
RecklessReckless4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
A flash fiction request.
Prompt phrase: "It's not what it looks like!"
DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters of Kuroshitsuji. If I did, things would be very different. ^_~
Summary: Soma becomes concerned for his dear friend Ciel's safety, and is determined to protect him.
Warnings: implicated sexual themes
Soma looked up at the dark silhouette of his servant as the man loomed over him to tuck him gingerly into bed between silky red sheets. A concerned look lingered on his young face.
"Yes, my Prince?" the faithful servant replied, fluffing the teenager's pillow diligently and then turning his head down to catch the Prince's eyes.
"I'm worried about Ciel," the boy said, rolling onto his side. "I think Sebastian is hurting my little brother."
"Hurting him, my Prince?" Agni asked, lowering himself onto the soft mattress to sit beside the Prince's hips, still looking down at that handsome young face in the
Hakoniwa TonchinkanHakoniwa Tonchinkan4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hakoniwa Tonchinkan (Miniature Garden Nonsense)
-a strange doll house-
When did I wake up from this long, long sleep? I'm in a mysterious world.
The day is night and the night is day. The new moon shines in the sky. The sun hides the trees and grass. The boundless earth is blocked on all sides by walls of steel, the luxuriant forest has withered and I can smell the scent of Nilgiri. I doze with my eyes open and scream without a mouth. Yes...
I've always been alone with someone else.
I ask myself:
"Where am I?"
Another me answers:
"In the mansion of a distinguished noble family."
A different me replies:
"This is a miniature garden. We are trapped inside."
I ask myself:
"How long have I been here?"
Another me answers:
For a long, long time."
A different me replies:
"There's no use wondering how long. We aren't here in the first place."
I ask myself:
"How can I leave this place?"
Another me answers:
"There's no need to. A worse hell is waiting outside."
His Butler, AlwaysHis Butler, Always4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A soft light filters through the curtains, casting a milky glow about the room making the usually dreary mansion look less. He stretches his arms out with a slight yawn; it's been so long since he's actually slept well. Not that he slept much at all last night, being on his toes watching for enemies to take his love away.
His eyes drift to the small body beside him, his sides rising and falling at a steady rhythm. Smiling fondly to himself Sebastian brushes back some of Ciel's hair from his face, the boy's expression completely peaceful. He makes a face in his sleep, his ski slope nose wrinkling slightly as he murmurs something, rolling on his side facing Sebastian. Exhaling Sebastian sits upright raking his hands through his hair staring at his clothes on the ground. Silently he dresses, fixing any imperfections in the mirror before wrenching open the curtains allowing more sunlight to blare into the room.
Ciel's eyebrows crease as he plunges under the covers emitting a slight moan. "
Naughty PrologueNaughty Prologue4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Ceil was trying to sleep.
Trying and failing that is.
The curtains had been opened near five minutes before hand, and the light was shining right into his good eye, despite the amount of pillows he threw towards the window.
Cursing didn't seem to be helping much either, each time he cursed Sebastian would click his tongue in that annoying manner he did and scold him, half heartedly, but still.
Finally lifting himself from his stomach and onto his knees, Ceil snatched his eye patch from the bedside table, quickly fastening it up around his head, glad that the light wasn't hurting his bad eye as much now.
A small victorious smirk twisted its way onto the demon's lips, ruby eyes narrowing in glee as his master picked himself up.
He had decided this approach to waking the boy up in the morning, and it seemed after a while, it worked as the pre-teen surrendered to the sun's demanding rays.
"Good morning, young lord," he greeted, the smirk never leaving his pale and sharp features as
50 Things Sebastian Cannot Do1. When awakening the young master I cannot greet him by saying, "Good morning sir, I hope I wasn't too rough." He doesn't like it no matter how amusing his reaction.50 Things Sebastian Cannot Do4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
2. If the young master inquires as to whom is at the door I may not respond 'The black market.' Calming the young master from panic attacks aren't the most enjoyable of things.
3. The household help are to be treated as people, not like the incompetant morons they are.
4. Spitting in earl grey tea is bad, no matter what the young earl himself has thrown at my head that morning.
5. Cats are not permitted to be in the house.
6. Or in my room.
7. Especially not my room or the wardrobe in my room.
8. No cats anywhere except for outside (even still I must hide them!).
9. I may be a demon but that is no exucse for many reasons.
10. One of which being to scare the household help.
11. Offering contracts just to kill Finny is prohibited.
12. If Mey-Rin tries to rape me in my sleep I am permitted to hit her twice but no more.
~We Fear the Unknown~ -Part-Two~We Fear the Unknown~ -Part-Two3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Lilli was sitting on her bed in her azure bedroom. The drapes were open, as they were every morning, and the sunlight was shinning into her room. The light was reflecting off the walls in such a way that it made the room feel almost alive with warmth.
Lilli stood and went to her window. She opened it and took a deep breath. It was that time of season when the leaves were just beginning to change, but the air still had a hint of summer left in it.
She turned away and was going to begin getting dressed when she sensed a movement by the window she had just opened.
Immediately and instinctively, Lilli swiveled around to face the window...
...but there was nothing there.
Nothing but a black crow...
...with dark red eyes.
Lilli smiled and walked toward the creature slowly so she wouldnt scare it away. "Well, good morning, Mr. Crow." She ran a finger down its back, as if to pet it. She then noticed it had something in its mouth.
She held her hand out before it and said, "Drop." She'd delt wit
His Master, Forsaken IVHis Master, Forsaken IV3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Prolouge: Sequel series to His Butler, it's written to that the reader doesn't have to have read His Butler but, this makes it a bit more fun if you have read. This is a new and continuing series.
POV: Ciel Phantomhive
The tree branches sway in the cold wind, their soft chimes of colliding branches trickles though my ears. My blood runs cold causing me to shiver in the suddenly frigid air. A man strolls by walking his dog not even bothering to look at us, why should he? Clearly by his dress he has plenty money to sit back on, a small dog to adore and a psychopathic blonde with a demon butler not keeping him in a hotel room against his own will. Why should he glance at us? After all we just look like two young boys, one immortal one downright manipulative in the worst ways. I bet he doesn't have to worry about seeing his butler again, the same butler that's a demon and turned his master into one of his kind. I bet he doesn't have an insane craving for Alois Trancy's soul.
Very short drabble C:Very short drabble C:4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Good morning, Young master. Please wake up. You've got a full schedule for today, " Sebastian's deep voice interrupted the young boy's dream.
With a small whimper, he rolled over. "P-please... only a... a little long-...er..." Ciel muttered as he protected his eyes against the bright light that shone through the window.
Sebastian turned around to look at his master, and couldn't help but chuckle. A small smile curled the demon's lips. He walked towards the boy and bent over him. "Young master, please."
Ciel's eyelids trembled slightly before he opened them. His azure and purple eyes faced the crimsons of Sebastian. A soft noise escaped his lips, before he shot up, startled of how short the distance was between him and his servant. "What the hell was that, Sebastian?!" he exclaimed in shock.
Sebastian took a step back and showed a hurt expression. "I apologise, young master," he spoke and turned to the food car to prepare Ciel's morning tea.
His Butler, ExposedHis Butler, Exposed4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Finally, after week and weeks of waiting and months of recovering the Phantomhive household seemed to be back to normal. Well, as normal as normal could be. The maid scurried about knocking over dishes and cleaning up her mess, the cook was busy perfecting his flam thrower techniques, the gardener contently snipping away at the trees and the butler by his master's side as he should be.
Ciel scribbles his name on yet another black line, completing the latest transaction with a supplier in Asia. He plucks his pen down, enjoying the sound as it hits the desk signifying a day of work finished. The young earl reclines back into his chair shutting his eyes for a brief moment of rest, glad to have earned it. How hectic his life has become in the few months he's encountered the Queen's Spider, Alois Trancy and his double crossing butler, Claude Fastus-a fellow demon like his own butler, Sebastian Michaelis.
Lately everything seemed like it was crumbling beneath his feet, the chessboard that ha
ImperfectHe's got hands the size of dinner plates, and he's the entire world. He has standards, held high like his head and hair, chin tilted downwards as if to ask what the world has to offer. He's sleek, like a shark through water, a jungle cat in the grass; he is never seen unless he wishes for it. He likes a uniform, a chance to play at being the general, controlling the troops, raising his authority beyond that of the peons he must look like, if he is to pass for respectable up here. He is protector, cold shoulder on which to rest, an implacable being upon which to test every trick and every taunt; unbreakable and not bothered if he has to spend an hour buttoning and re-buttoning a shirt. He takes pleasure in the more difficult tasks, in those which take time and effort, those which his master objects to most strenuously. He is perfect, the rock which changes the course of the boat, and he has not changed since the first timImperfect5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Breathe AgainGrell grimaced as he swallowed two pills along with a gulp of water. You'd think he would be used to taking these pills by now. After all he had been taking two every twelve hours for the past four years. But each time he downed those things, shivers never ceased from crawling up and down his back. Grell's chronic asthma hadn't been an issue since recently. As long as he took his medication, he was fine. But lately he had been experiencing many more symptoms. He couldn't wear his favorite perfume because it sent him into a fit of coughs and he could only run extremely short distances before he would feel a horrible and painful tightness in his chest.Breathe Again5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
His condition was making his job as a shinigami harder and harder. It took him twice sometimes three times as long to get to a dying human than it did for other reapers. Of course, he didn't tell anyone. It hadn't been a big deal. And now that it's becoming this bad, his superintendents would most likely make him retire.
His Butler, ConvictedHis Butler, Convicted4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Turning his head he recognizes the figure, small and lean whose very demeanour screamed solitude. The man clutches his pen and pocketbook, his feet taking only seconds to reach the desired back of the needed words. He claps the shoulder causing him to turn around, his large blue eye casting a disturbed glare over his shoulder.
"What?" Ciel Phantomhive snaps.
"Earl Phantomhive, sir," the interviewer pants, "please, just a word, please."
Ciel exhales, secretly loving the attention or just another chance to further soil the name Michaelis, "Do make it quick. I have a trial to get to."
The interviewer nods eagerly, licking the tip of his pen ready for the earl's response, "What exactly are your true, honest thoughts on Sebastian Michaelis?"
A smirk threatens to ruin his façade as Ciel shoves it away, faking innocent, tainted boy. He casts his gaze downward illuminating the mirage of defenceless boy before flying the wall of powerful earl back into position, "Sebastian Michaelis m
Beautiful As You AreBeautiful As You Are3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Through the thin curtains the sun filters, casting a sweet golden calm upon the room, upon him. That small frame of his leans against one of the many windows in the room- an odd half octagon alcove of glass windows branching from the rest of the room, the glass itself faceted and reflecting many different shades of the mesmerizing pastels. The young earl's dark grey hair contrasts with his light skin and surroundings, as well as the light reds in his coat. In his hands rests a single large pink rose, its many petals bursting from a thin stem and blooming around his thin hands.
Over the years he's grown, now slowly emerging into the façade of a fifteen year old boy instead of the childish thirteen he was when he first entered his new life. His limbs have elongated, his torso flattening yet toning and that porcelain doll face now longer with a sharper edge of youth. No one would believe that this del
One hell of a tutor Ch. 13One hell of a tutor Ch. 134 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sebastian had entered the Trancy Manor, slightly curious Timber came in place of the head butler, Claude. In less than ten seconds, Alois had appeared at the doorway, smiling. "Welcome, Sebastian!" he shouted jovially, and held his arms up, spinning around. "What brings you here?"
"Young Master had an unfortunate event that consisted of him being bitten by a spider. Perhaps your butler Claude would know about this?" Sebastian asked, a hint of fury glinted in his eyes. He better not lie.
"Ciel got bitten!" Alois's pale blue eyes widened, concern filling them. "Is he okay?! Is he alive? Is he dead?!"
"My lord is fine, Master Trancy. He is in his bed recovering from the wound."
Alois's tense position relaxed, and he smiled. "Oh, good."
Sebastian stared at him for a second. "Aloi-"
The large front door of the mansion creaked open, and C
One Hell of a Butler -PrologueOne Hell of a Butler -Prologue4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Title: One Hell of a Butler...
Warnings: Sebastian Michaelis being too sexy for his tux. Other than that I shall state at the beginning of each chapter if there are any notty bits or explicitly gorey bits...
Age Rating: 12+ at the moment.
Disclaimer: The characters (Unless otherwise stated at the beginning of each part) are ALL copyrighted to Yana Toboso.
Warnings: None at the moment.
One Hell of a Butler.
What Ciel Phantomhive wants, Ciel Phantomhive gets. At least that's what my father had incessantly drummed into my head before he was erased so cruelly from this planet.
I had grown to believe that this idealistic life of mine - all the money I could ever possibly want to buy anything that I could ever possibly want; servants waiting on my every need - was the way that everything should be and that all other beings were below me.