Reincarnation (Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler fanfic) (Ciel x Sebastian)(Sebaciel)

Coincidences?

Reincarnation

Chapter 1:

Sebastian Michaelis, to give the name that his master had given him, had had a hellish time living in the underworld with no other demons for company aside from the puny brat that he was still unfortunately bound to and forced to cater to his every whim.

For example, despite the fact that demons did not need to eat, his master insisted on him performing the rigmarole of serving him morning tea, breakfast, elevenses, lunch, afternoon tea, and a five course dinner. All of these meals consisted of china teacups and plate and thin air. He wasn't even allowed to repeat the same type of tea twice.

In addition to that useless ritual he was ordered to dress the aforementioned brat every day even though his master never left the house. The house itself was an exact replica of the Phantomhive estate that his master had left behind on the surface. Sebastian had copied everything down to the last detail for the second time.

After 10 years of the pantomime; obeying all of his master's orders, dressing him and pretending to serve him tea and never being allowed to leave and meet with others of his own kind, Sebastian snapped.

On that fateful day he had been ordered to give his master a dance lesson- his feet had been squashed by the clumsy boy, then he had been instructed to re-wall paper every wall in the entire manor (he had also been told to make the wallpaper himself) and after he had been told that the new wallpaper clashed with the furniture and that he would have to do it again or make new furniture by himself.

At the point he had felt like he could simply not take any more of his mercurial master.

He had been starving for a long time as he had found that souls were more satisfying if you were mad with hunger and had originally believed that his contract would only take the maximum of a few years to fulfil. He had been correct about that. What he had not expected was to lose the soul as he was about to take it, have several fights with a rival demon over it, be double crossed by that demon and lose his master and lose the mouth watering soul that he had been cultivating and end up permanently bound by contract by a demon, subject to his every whim.

The condescending and smug looks that the frail looking boy always gave him whenever he was forced to say "Yes, my Lord" irritated him as well.

In a fit of anger he had torn of his master's head as the boy had been about to give him another order and he had thrown it down the staircase. His master, ever mindful of Sebastian trying to find a way to escape the contract, had ordered him not to ever drown, stab, strangle or shoot him, so he was well within his right and not going against orders to tear his head off. In any case a something like that would not kill a demon.

He had been expecting Ciel to wake up again with an annoyed expression on his face when he placed the head back on top of the headless body so it would heal and reattach itself.

The expected did not happen. The head fell off again and rolled away.

Sebastian had frowned in puzzlement and then rolled up the eyelid of the decapitated head's right eye to check if the contract symbol was still there.

It was not. What was more surprising was that both eyes were azure blue again.

His demon master was dead.

That same evening he had knocked down the house before using some of the rubble to construct a small tomb for the corpse. He had even carved a headstone. As he started down at the lifeless and soulless body that he had once fought hard to protect he wondered if he would ever be able to make a contract again with anyone after him.