Your Lover, The Butler!

The Funeral of Lord Phantomhive and the Birth of a New Contract

"Lady (Y/N), it's time to get up. You have to be a the funeral in an hour." Sebastian said as he gently shook your shoulder.
"I've been awake. I never went to sleep." You said as you sat up.
After he dressed you in Ciels old funeral get up {similar to the one he wore at madam red's funeral} you and your mother walked to the carrage with viels over your faces.
'I'm sorry father. It's my fault.' You thought to yourself.
"Darling, it's not your fault, alright. Do not blame yourself." Elizabeth said sadly.
"Mother, if it isn't my fault, then why do I feel like I killed my father?" You said emotionless.
"My Lady, your mother is right. Your father's death is not your fault." Sebastian said with a caring smile.
"Lets just get this over whith." You said with greif.
Let the greiving prossess begin.
 2 weeks later.
Widow Elizabeth was walking through the empty halls of the Manor and saw Ciel in the hall walking towards the stairs.
"C-Ciel? Ciel!" Elizabeth yelled and grabbed his shoulder and turned him around to see you instead of her beloved.
"M-Mother?" You looked frightened.
"It's just you.." The widow looked at you with hatred.
"Mother? Whats wrong wi-"
*Slap*
"You Bitch! You killed him! He let his guard down after you had that damned fight with him!"
Your eyes welled up with tears and you helled your sore cheek and you ran away.
You ran to your Fathers study and stood infront of his blood stained desk.
"Father. I will find who killed you. I promise." Your heart sank and felt someone in the room.
"My Lady, I will assist you." Sebastian's voice rang throughout the room.
"Sebastian. Tell me. What was it my Father was trying to hide from me?" You asked.
"My Lady, I am not permitted to answer-"
"Tell me thats an order!"
"Yes My Lady, Master wasn't informing you about the work he used to do. He kept the underworld England in order with the help of an ungodly creature."
"What would that be?"
"A demon."
"Heh. I knew they existed. Tell me Sebastian. Who is this demon?"
"I am afraid the demon is me, My Lady."
"Then make a deal with me."
"My Lady, I wish to not form a contract with you. For I watched you grow from a fragile little girl to a powerful young woman. I came to love being a companion of yours."
"Sebastian, as much it makes me glad to hear that but I must repay you for your services."
"You can." He had a devilish grin on his face. 
"How?"
"For me to help you and when we find the murderer, in the end you will be my servent."

Look out England. A new Ciel is born.