Black Butler X Seme! Male! Reader!

EXTRA 2

Here's another extra chapter.

EXTRA 2: How (M/N) met his soon to be beloved.

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Author's Pov

Death walked through a human kingdom, his face hard and impassive, Death passed the many stalls that held food and frowned when he saw a human male getting kicked and whipped.

"What is the meaning of this?" Death asked, disgusted by the humans that inflicted pain on their own kind.

"What the fuck do you want?!" One of the humans yelled as he kicked the man in the stomach, earning a low moan of pain.

Death eyebrow twitched in annoyance, he walked closer to the male that yelled at him and grabbed him by his throat, "Why are you kicking him?" he growled out.

The human got stiff and whimpered when he felt the tight pressure on his throat. "H-He's a slave." The human male choked out, Death let go of the human and watched as the other humans stepped back except one.

"He's my property." A young blonde male said as he placed a sword on Deaths neck.

"Property..."

The blonde males eye twitched when he saw the features of the (H/C) haired male. He blushed and placed his sword to his side. The blonde male grinned inside when he thought about keeping the (H/C) haired male.

"I propose that we battle if you win you can have the slave but if you lose; you're mine."

Death nodded, "I agree."

"You can use whatever weapon you desire and we shall fight at sunset."

"It's a done deal."

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Death wondered around once again as he thought deeply about the human male, he deeply loved the brown wide eyes as they stared at him in wonder and he smiled lightly when he remembered the short silky midnight bla-

A loud bell interrupted the (H/C) haired male, many humans rushed to loud noise. Death followed the noise and saw the same blond that asked him to battle.

"Citizens of Wiponia, I have asked to battle a male for this lowly scummed slave." The citizens laughed by the request.

The blonde male continued, "If I win I shall keep the male I am fighting however if I lose this slave will be his." The male shoved the slave with his foot and laughed, some people laughed, others held a worried expression and some held a bored look.

The area of where the blonde a male stood was a large plain area. The ground was covered in dirt. Death left his place in the crowd and walked towards the blonde male.

"You ready to battle?" The blonde said excited, "Where's your weapon?"

"Here." Death pulled his scythe out of his back. The supernatural metal glinted in the fading red and orange sunlight.

Everyone went silent and began to think about how the weapon came out of his back, especially a large one. The people had never seen anything like the weapon Death was carrying.

"GO PRINCE SILURA! YOU CAN BEAT HIM!"

"YEAH GO PRINCE SILURA!"

People yelled for the blonde now known as Prince Silura. Prince Silura smirked at the praise but frowned slightly when he noticed Death was starring at the slave at his feet.