I really need to finish my stories before I start new ones. -shrug- What are you gonna do about it? I own nothing, seriously.

Enjoy or not. With this story idea, I may update soon or not. I don't know, I still need to update tons of other things.

It may or may not not have yaoi. I don't know, if it does it will only be implied or light shounen- ai.

*sukoshi masutā* - little master

*sukoshi abenjā* - little avenger

Their Butler, Appearance

Two figures walked through a dense forest, the one on the right towered his companion. Many creatures hidden by the night cowered away from them as they came near, sensing their foul presences.

As they continued to walk in companionable silence, both of them suddenly stopped. Noses high in the air, both of them took a whiff, a sinful smirk playing on the taller's lips. "What are the odds, two souls calling for us at the same time. Your orders, bocchan?"

Said person turned to him, the tallest watched him take another sniff. He could hear a small content sound from his young master. "Sebastian, we will do as demons do. You will serve your soul as I will serve mine. There will be no time limit on the contract. When the soul wants it done, it will be done. Understand?"

Garnet eyes flashed a bright red, while the boy across from him blue eye turned into a fiery red. Sebastian bended down on one knee, his left hand on the right side of his chest. "Yes, my lord." The boy regarded his servant for a moment before dashing off to the east leaving Sebastian behind.

Chuckling, Sebastian ran toward the West with a smile. "After a thousand years Ciel Phantomhive hasn't changed a bit."

Naruto lay on the dirty ground in the back alleyways of Konoha. He smelled of urine and blood. The blond coughed up an egg shaped ball of the blood, panting harshly. His whole body hurt so much. Everything just hurt, to move, to breath. It was torture.

Naruto knew that he wasn't going to survive the night; not even his fast paced healing would be able to save him. What had he done to deserve this? Naruto forced out an empty laugh, coughing up more blood.

He hadn't done a thing. Today was his seventh birthday; he wanted to treat himself to Ichiraku ramen. The villagers usually left him alone, and rarely bothered him besides the few snide comments but they came today. Oh yes, they did.

They cornered him in the Red Distract, filled with prostitutes, the lame, the freaks and crazies, and the ones who lost their will to live. The villagers armed with home made weapons and items, for moment Naruto was completely still and silent just staring at them.

Then, he ran like no tomorrow. They all followed him until one villager caught up to Naruto grabbing him by the scruff of his neck. How he pleaded and begged for them to let him go. They didn't listen...in fact they wore ugly grins and sneers.

Pure hatred and an underlying trait of sadness were in their eyes. That one villager threw him on the ground, while the others surrounded him. He couldn't remember what happened next.

His mind only provided foggy images and shadow weapons. He could only remember the struggle. How his little voice called for help whether it is a dog or murderer. He just needed help.

As Naruto lied there on the ground, his breathing was beginning to slow. The villagers weren't the worst people tonight, in his mind it was those who sat there and watched as he got the shit beat out of him.

The blond wheezed the old man couldn't save him this time. Dull blue eyes viewed his surroundings everything was becoming blurry. His eyelids were feeling heavy, he just needed to rest. Then he would be as good as new.

He didn't want to fight it off any longer; even his body was accepting it. The pain he felt was only a distant tingle. Perhaps if he closed his eyes everything would be better, so much better. The blond could hear a faint roar before his eyes closed and his heart stilled.

Naruto found himself on a chessboard; he himself was standing in the white king's space. Tons of pieces were in front of him they seemed to protecting him. Opposite of him were the black pieces.

Naruto hadn't expected Heaven to be like this. He thought it would be his own paradise. If this was true then they got it all wrong, chess absolutely made his head hurt. "Hello?" He called.

"Hello, is anybody here? My name is Uzumaki-," He was cut of with another voice.

"Uzumaki Naruto, I know. It is a pleasure to meet you." The voice greeted.

Naruto gasped softly, looking around for the source of the voice. Glancing to the black side of the board, he saw a figure that was dressed in all black. His skin was a pale white while his only showing eye was a cobalt blue, an eye patch covered the other, hair a darkish blue that was short.

The figure's face wore a grin. "Who are you?" Naruto asked, extremely wary of this unknown person.

"My name is Ciel Phantomhive." Ciel gave a small bow, "I am here because you called me."

"C-called you?"

"Yes, you called me. Your soul cried out to me and I answered the call. I am here to give you your deepest wish, anything at all I will do. Simply tell me."

Naruto's breath hitched, "You must be joking, I won't fall for it." Ciel laughed the sound surrounding them.

"I do not lie. I will save you from the villages' clutches. Help you rise to power; anyone and everyone will be beneath you. I will do anything you command me to. All you have to do is enter a contract with me."

"A contract?" Naruto bit his lip, if he remembered correctly a contract was a sort of deal.

"Yes a contract. In exchange for everything, I ask for is your soul. You will go to neither heaven nor hell. Your soul will be mine forever."

His will was weakening, he wanted revenge and retribution for everything that Konoha had done to him, he wanted to feel as he felt. To show them the pain, the torture he went through. "I will make a contract with you." Naruto finally answered.

Ciel smirked, "What are the terms?" The blond already had a determined expression.

"I want it done by the time I turn eighteen, I want the village to feel every second, every minute of pain I felt. I want them to scream like I have screamed, live in fear as I have. At the end, I want to watch them burn." Naruto said, his voice betraying no emotion.

"Call my name Naruto. Give me the order." For a second Naruto's eyes flickered red, he watched Ciel move across the board, destroying his defenses.

All of his pieces had fallen, leaving Ciel as dark as ever standing in front of Naruto who was garbed in white. "You will not betray me. You will carry each and every one of wishes following me to the very. Ciel Phantomhive," Naruto bit his bottom lip, a single tear escaped his eye.

"That is an order."

Ciel bowed in front of Naruto, a fist held over his heart. "Yes, sukoshi masutā." As those words left Ciel's mouth, a scream erupted from Naruto's mouth.

Falling to the ground, he clutched his neck unaware that an elaborate mark was being seared on to his skin. The same mark was on Ciel's right palm.

The chessboard disappeared leaving Naruto on the ground; air seemed to rush into his lungs. Eyelids flew open Naruto sat up. Clutching his bloodstained chest, his glanced around. "C-Ciel?" Naruto stuttered, afraid that Ciel had been nothing but a dream.

"Yes, sukoshi masutā?" Ciel suddenly appeared by Naruto. Eyes already scanning Naruto's body for any wounds, much to his surprise all of them were healing up right before his eyes.

Naruto breathed a sigh of relief before he saying, "Take me home." Ciel nodded, scooping Naruto up in his arms before disappearing in a blur.

X

Sasuke screamed in agony. Why would Aniki do this? Why would he kill Mother and Father, why would he kill everyone? Those images haunted him everyday; he saw their bloodstains everywhere.

Mother and Father disturbed his dreams every night, whispering of his failures. The raven clutched his head trying to hold back his the mental images. He woke up like this every nigh without fail. It was all Itachi's fault. He would avenge their deaths.

Itachi's blood would be on his hands and then the nightmares would go away. He will make his mother and father proud. Itachi would regret it.

He was no longer Aniki. Rubbing his eyes, he cautiously got out of bed. Careful to avoid any the family dining room, he walked into the kitchen. Grabbing a spare glass, he turned on the tap. Filling the cup, Sasuke was about to take a drink but a dark chuckle interrupted him.

Like a reflex Sasuke's body slid into a basic taijutsu stance. His eyes searched all around him. He took a deep breath concentrating, trying to feel a flicker of any kind of chakra. So far he sensed nothing.

Maybe it was in his head. His anxiety was getting to him; maybe he should try to take those pills for tonight. He needed them. It would calm him down. Heading back to his room, he took two pills before tucking himself back in bed.

In the next five minutes or so Sasuke's eyes gradually closed while his breathing slowed. Falling into a deep sleep, Sasuke found himself in a dark room filled with black feathers.

A crow sat on a perch in front of him, its' bright red eyes staring at Sasuke. "You are an interesting soul maybe more so than bocchan. So conflicted, pulled in so many different directions, so deliciously appealing." A voice purred.

"Who are you?" Sasuke demanded. There was nothing in the room besides that bird, so was where was that voice coming from? The voice only gave a teasing chuckle.

"My name is Sebastian you summoned me." It said simply.

"Summoned you? What are you talking about?"

"Why yes, your soul wanted help. To avenge what it has lost. You summoned me to help you."

"..."

"I am here to help you achieve a goal, to serve you to the very end. I am here to help you, all you have to do is enter a contract with me."

"Contract?" Contracts meant something binding. Sasuke knew contracts were tricky business. They could very well turn against you if you enter one without knowing or understanding the terms.

"The contract between us will be binding. In exchange for my services I get your soul. You will never know the happiness of heaven or the torment of hell. You soul will forever reside with me."

Black feathers were falling at a faster pace. It might be tricking him. The offer seemed to good to be true. Mother used to warn him about demons that would be sly. He never believed in that sort of thing, thinking it was nonsense. Now he was rethinking of such a claim.

"Are you a demon?" Sasuke asked.

"What would make you say that?" Sasuke could tell the voice was smiling.

"Just answer the question!" He snapped.

"As you wish, I am a demon. Unlike mortals' tales, I will not try to double-cross you or any of that sort. You make the terms of the contract, I will follow them without fail."

Sasuke frowned, he was right. Should he trust a demon? A part of him was begging him not to, while another larger part of him screamed for him to accept it. Finally Sasuke made his choice.

"I want this contract."

"What are your terms?"

Sasuke again wanted to be careful with his words. Mother always said to think before he acted. "I want to kill Aniki and anybody associated with my clan's murder. I want to avenge my clan to make all involved pay with their lives."

"When do you want this done?"

"By the time of my eighteenth year." Sasuke said confidently. The bird on the perch flapped its wings; its red eyes became brighter.

"Call my full name. Give me an order." It said.

Sasuke drew himself to full height; his onyx eyes had highlights of red. "Sebastian Michaelis, you will follow my every demand, to do absolutely everything I ask of until my eighteenth birthday. You can never betray or harm me in any way. This is an order!"

The bird flew from his perch, transforming in the air. The man that stood in place of the bird was clad in black leather. Sasuke raised an eyebrow when he noticed the man had black stiletto boots on. His eyes were a startling garnet red.

"Yes, sukoshi abenjā." Sebastian said, bowing. When he said those words, Sasuke scrunched his face up in intense pain. He felt like someone took a recently heated piece of metal and stuck on the tip of his tongue.

Sebastian watched as his new master refused to cry out. He smirked, yes; his new master was like Ciel. His pride was preventing him from doing so. Holding up his right palm for inspection, he was glad to see his mark already sealed on his skin.

Sasuke fell to his knees, he felt exhausted. Sebastian snapped his fingers and the room was gone. "Sleep tight, sukoshi abenjā." He said fading into darkness of the dream.