Kuroshitsuji Fan Fiction ❯ Black Butler: His Butler, Repentant ❯ Chapter 2
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By: AxelIngleson 
A renegade angel isn't going to let Sebastian's redemption go smoothly.
Anime/Manga: Kuroshitsuji Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.01.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 839 | Visits: 271 | Status: Completed
A renegade angel isn't going to let Sebastian's redemption go smoothly.
Anime/Manga: Kuroshitsuji Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.01.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 839 | Visits: 271 | Status: Completed
Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler):
His Butler, Repentant.
(By Axel Ingleson)
Disclaimer: I am not the creator of the Kuroshitsuji series. Nor am I making any money from this story.
Author’s Note: This picks up at the end of the first season and is an alternate universe continuation. Also, words in italics surrounded by tildes are pink-pen entries made by the Grim Reaper into a secret book he keeps around for rare emergencies.
-Chapter 02-
An angel watched in disgust as Sebastian, looking as he had always appeared while in the service of Ciel Phantomhive, spoke words of kindness to a woman. The angel, whose name was Divinity, could not believe that a goodly woman would ever allow such a creature to woo her. Divinity did not know Sebastian had lost his immortality, that he was merely human. Nor would he care if he did. To him, a demon was born evil and would die evil. There was no way one could ever be redeemed.
Sebastian, still holding Veronica’s hand, suddenly had an idea. Since neither of them were courting, nor had any prospects in the near future, why should they not see each other? His heart thumped wildly at the idea.
He would ask her on a date. If she said “no” then he would simply continue on his way to the Phantomhive Mansion to pay his respects and to… to what? Would he tell them what he had done? His friends who had trusted him for so long? As a demon, it would have been easy. As a human being, he found that shame and guilt would not permit him to say such things to them.
No. He could not face them. Not yet. Not until he had atoned could he look them in the eye.
~Something told him that atonement would be found with the woman who stood before him waiting for him to speak…~
“Veronica,” he asked, finally. It was time to take the first plunge of many he would take into the waters of human uncertainty. “I was wondering if you might like to go on a date with me? I admit I’m currently without a way of paying for a fancy meal, or going to the theatre. However, I was thinking we might take a walk around the city for a short time. I apologize if I seem overly bold, but I am not used to asking for such things.”
“I think that would be swell,” Veronica smiled. “There is something about you, Sebastian. I’m curious to know more about you. And I am sure you are also curious to know more about me.”
Divinity had had enough. He would not just stand idly by and let a demon date. It was out of the question! Leaping from his perch, he alighted before the pair, pointing an accusing finger at Sebastian.
“Demon! Spawn of Hell!”
“I thought your type had a better sense of smell,” Sebastian said, pointedly. “Or did someone cut your nose off?”
“Your foul stench…” Divinity began. Then he stopped. There was no scent of demon in the air. Only his own scent, which was of flowers, and the scent of a man and a woman. Was Sebastian somehow human now? If he was, the angel would have to report it. Demons did not become human without help. So who had helped him? Had it been a renegade angel? Or did the Reapers have something to do with it? “So what if you’re human now? I still won’t permit this atrocity!”
“Sebastian?” Veronica asked. “What is this man saying?”
Sebastian turned to her. “Veronica,” he confided, hoping that she would not shun him once she knew the truth. “I was not always the man you see today. Though I have appeared in this shape before. I was once a demon. A creature from Hell, Veronica. I did many things that as a human being I now regret. Yes, I have killed in the past. That is what demons do. I am not proud of that.”
“If you were a demon, then you could not go against your own nature,” Veronica reasoned. “You were not evil. Your regret as a human being proves that to me.”
“Are you even listening, woman?” Divinity cut it? “Does the word ‘demon’ mean nothing to you?”
“I am listening,” Veronica replied. “And unlike you, I am actually hearing him.”
“And you still wish to date him?”
“I can tell his wish to repent is sincere,” Veronica said, firmly. “And I intend to help him do it.”
“You both disgust me,” Divinity said, coldly. “May neither of you enter the gates of Heaven.”
“If all angels are like you,” Veronica replied, “then we don’t want to.”
His Butler, Repentant.
(By Axel Ingleson)
Disclaimer: I am not the creator of the Kuroshitsuji series. Nor am I making any money from this story.
Author’s Note: This picks up at the end of the first season and is an alternate universe continuation. Also, words in italics surrounded by tildes are pink-pen entries made by the Grim Reaper into a secret book he keeps around for rare emergencies.
-Chapter 02-
An angel watched in disgust as Sebastian, looking as he had always appeared while in the service of Ciel Phantomhive, spoke words of kindness to a woman. The angel, whose name was Divinity, could not believe that a goodly woman would ever allow such a creature to woo her. Divinity did not know Sebastian had lost his immortality, that he was merely human. Nor would he care if he did. To him, a demon was born evil and would die evil. There was no way one could ever be redeemed.
Sebastian, still holding Veronica’s hand, suddenly had an idea. Since neither of them were courting, nor had any prospects in the near future, why should they not see each other? His heart thumped wildly at the idea.
He would ask her on a date. If she said “no” then he would simply continue on his way to the Phantomhive Mansion to pay his respects and to… to what? Would he tell them what he had done? His friends who had trusted him for so long? As a demon, it would have been easy. As a human being, he found that shame and guilt would not permit him to say such things to them.
No. He could not face them. Not yet. Not until he had atoned could he look them in the eye.
~Something told him that atonement would be found with the woman who stood before him waiting for him to speak…~
“Veronica,” he asked, finally. It was time to take the first plunge of many he would take into the waters of human uncertainty. “I was wondering if you might like to go on a date with me? I admit I’m currently without a way of paying for a fancy meal, or going to the theatre. However, I was thinking we might take a walk around the city for a short time. I apologize if I seem overly bold, but I am not used to asking for such things.”
“I think that would be swell,” Veronica smiled. “There is something about you, Sebastian. I’m curious to know more about you. And I am sure you are also curious to know more about me.”
Divinity had had enough. He would not just stand idly by and let a demon date. It was out of the question! Leaping from his perch, he alighted before the pair, pointing an accusing finger at Sebastian.
“Demon! Spawn of Hell!”
“I thought your type had a better sense of smell,” Sebastian said, pointedly. “Or did someone cut your nose off?”
“Your foul stench…” Divinity began. Then he stopped. There was no scent of demon in the air. Only his own scent, which was of flowers, and the scent of a man and a woman. Was Sebastian somehow human now? If he was, the angel would have to report it. Demons did not become human without help. So who had helped him? Had it been a renegade angel? Or did the Reapers have something to do with it? “So what if you’re human now? I still won’t permit this atrocity!”
“Sebastian?” Veronica asked. “What is this man saying?”
Sebastian turned to her. “Veronica,” he confided, hoping that she would not shun him once she knew the truth. “I was not always the man you see today. Though I have appeared in this shape before. I was once a demon. A creature from Hell, Veronica. I did many things that as a human being I now regret. Yes, I have killed in the past. That is what demons do. I am not proud of that.”
“If you were a demon, then you could not go against your own nature,” Veronica reasoned. “You were not evil. Your regret as a human being proves that to me.”
“Are you even listening, woman?” Divinity cut it? “Does the word ‘demon’ mean nothing to you?”
“I am listening,” Veronica replied. “And unlike you, I am actually hearing him.”
“And you still wish to date him?”
“I can tell his wish to repent is sincere,” Veronica said, firmly. “And I intend to help him do it.”
“You both disgust me,” Divinity said, coldly. “May neither of you enter the gates of Heaven.”
“If all angels are like you,” Veronica replied, “then we don’t want to.”