Sebeth shit

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Fandom: Kuroshitsuji

Ship: Elizabeth Midford x Sebastian Michaelis

A/N: I wrote this when I was really, really tired and sleep deprived so yeah

Warnings: Implied death, mentioned depression, character gets kidnapped

NSFW: No

Backstory/au: Takes place after the events of season 1

Word-count: 400 or so

Synopsis: Sebastian catches feelings

I will protect, guard and watchover Lady Elizabeth until the day the dove lies down for rest

That is the vow he had made, not one of his young master's final request before he devoured his soul. But one he felt he owed, it was his aesthetic as butler, correct? So that is what he did, never coming out of the shadows. Some would say it's creepy but it's his job as a Phantom-it's his vow to watch her.

He watched Elizabeth and the servants sob and weep at their funeral. Yes, Sebastian faked his death. Sebastian couldn't help but feel some sort of emotion watching them cry, it was something he rarely felt.

It took months before she started to smile again, and it wasn't the same on. He felt a weird sensation, he felt as if he needed to cheer her up. Her to be happy. For young master, of course.

He began to write letters to her, he'd leave them on the outside of her window sill with a knock. At first Elizabeth was confused and terrified, who is this? But the letters were written in a non threatening way so she guessed it was just a commoner who didn't have the guts to talk to her face to face. They would ask how she was doing, if she needed anything. It was nice to have a friend, someone to talk to.

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Lady Elizabeth was now nine-teen and hadn't changed much. She had matured, she was still bubbly and energetic but not as annoying. She keeps her hair down and in curls beautiful curls that fit her emerald eyes. Sebastian found himself lost in them more times than he'd like to admit. She was quite beautiful.

One day Sebastian was out in his new look, he had changed his raven black hair to brown hair but kept his signature red eyes. He smelt a soul, not just any soul. Elizabeth's, but it was in danger. He put down his groceries and ran to the scent.

Elizabeth is an extremely strong individual, it'd be hard for a human to take her on. As he got closer he knew something was off, there was definitely another demon present. He found himself in an abandoned home. Perfect to torture someone, he thought.

He could hear struggled cries and ragged breathing: Elizabeth. He prepared himself to fight another demon.

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