Satoru x Reader ~[Yes, My Lady]~       [Black Butler AU]

I swear I fell in love with another anime

Just for fun XD

"What do you want me to do, [First name]?" Unlike most demon butlers, Satoru called you mostly by your name unless you order him to address you as "Young Mistress".

He leaned by ear from behind, as if tempting you to make a rash decision.

You tossed him a side glare, which he only returned a smile at.

You looked back up at the gang of people charging at you with weapons in their hands. The people who you hated with all of your humanity.

"Satoru. Kill them, make them suffer as much as possible, or they'll kill me." You said softly.

"No one could harm you ever as long as I'm with you, my lady." His eyes turned into the shade of pure demonic red. In a blink of an eye, knives were thrown at them from nowhere, piercing through their skulls or chest.

You viewed their screams of despair with a neutral face, having gotten used to the amount of death now. It was a sense of relief to see them go to hell.

Ever since that day, you were the king of this game called life, everyone else were simply pawns that you use to reach your goal.

One man got slightly closer to you than the others, you didn't even bat an eyelash as he drew out a sword and charged it at you angrily. Right when the tip of the blade was a few inches away from your face, the man's forearm got sliced off. He hollered at the unbearable pain of losing an arm. Right after, his sword flew up and stabbed himself right in the heart, killing him instantly.

"That wasn't funny." You glanced at Satoru, who was giving you a wicked smirk.

"As long as you're perfectly fine, what's the difference? Though I'm starting to think it's no fun that you never get scared." He faked a disappointed sigh.

You only scoffed and turned back in front of you. Every single body lying on the ground was still.

You cringed when the smell was getting to you, "let's go. I don't like the smell of rotting corpse."

"Yup." His speaking was casual as you turned and started to walk away. He followed. His demonic eyes looked at you. He licked his lips.

Before you boarded the train that heads back to London, a child called out to you. She was selling flowers to travellers. You looked at her clothing, she was obviously from the very poor side of the country.

"Satoru, buy one." You instructed as you boarded the train. He did as you ordered.

"Thank you so much!" You hear the child's very delighted voice from behind you.

You looked out the window, an arm supporting your head's weight during the train ride. Satoru looks at you with amusement and something else in his eyes.

Violent yet considerate. Been through the ugliest of this world yet still pure.... This is a soul truly worthy for a demon to obtain... and devour....

You felt his gaze boring into you and turned your attention to him. You realize he still had his demonic eyes in even after the kill.

"What're you thinking about?"

Satoru only close-eye smiled at your question, when they opened, they were back to its usual beautiful chocolate brown eyes.

"...Akuma... you really do whatever you want, huh." You crossed your legs, tilting your head to the side, you showed your left eye—the eye that held the contract between you and Satoru.

"Indeed I do, Miss."

It gets irritating at times that he never argues with you, he made it seem like he's dealing with an unreasonable child.

"...You're awfully honest...."

"Unlike humans, I don't lie."

You gave up, there's no way you can win him. You peered at the window again and stared at your reflection on the glass.

You closed your left eye. On your eye lid, there was a thin but long scar cutting across your eye on top of the contract.

Apparently, to those douchebags two years ago, sliding a needle on your skin was entertainment for their lowly lives.

Of course, you had just killed them all with the help of a demon. But there was a higher in-command than them. You won't be able to reach your goal without striking the final blow.

It isn't anything fancy like revenge or such, you simply wanted to let the people who humiliated you suffer the same hell you did.

For two years, you lived on just as normal while eliminating some enemies along the way. But you also had a hundred percent research on your final target.

"My lady." You averted your eyes to him, you couldn't see his face, "what is it?"

"...We're here."

You soon arrived at an underground organization. "Organization" was a false word now since all the members were dead, all except one.

The interior was rather church-like than what you would've imagined.

You stood in pure shock when you finally saw who you were after for two years.

Even though cloaked, the wings spread out from its back proved that this is... an angel.

"Why..?" you couldn't help but ask, what have you ever done that angered an angel to do all those horrible things to you?

Its face was partially shaded and you cannot see their face.

"You, [First name] [Last name]. You are... unclean. I have tried to erase the hatred in your heart, but you won't let go. A truly filthy human being like you should be wiped off the face of the earth!" As it finished its statement, a sudden burst of energy made your back hit the wall from the impact.

You blinked open your eyes, the sight in front of you made you gasp. Satoru shielded you in between his arms from the fallen pieces of the structure around you. His blood was dripping onto the ground because of the boulders that hit his back.

"Satoru!" For the first time in a long while, you called out to someone as if afraid of losing them.

He looked back into your eyes, his normally laid-back feel completely vanished. His eyes asking you to give your order.

Your shoulders relaxed, you tossed your hair that was blocking your left eye away. The contract sign glowed as you said, "This is an order, Satoru. Kill that angel."

"Yes, my lady." A black shadow aura surrounded him, "may I ask you to close your eyes? Just for ten seconds."

Without questioning, you did so. "I will be counting."

"10...."

The real form of a demon was truly terrifying. His demonic eyes glowed in the darkness of the underground. You felt several feathers brush against your hand and face. In terms of physical strength and capabilities, a demon will always win an angel.

"9...."

As much as the angel tried to fight back, it simply cannot keep up with a demon's rapid attacks.

"8...."

"Hmm, you caused a lot of trouble for her...but also, it's thanks to you that I'm able to make a contract with her delicious soul."

"I heard that. 7...."

Your voice was flooded by the sound of shouting in pain from the angel.

"6...."

An almost-explosion could be heard and you felt the wind of things crashing down. Though strangely nothing had hit you.

You heard something splash. You assumed that one of them was bleeding now.

"5...."

You could hear the angel keeping on chanting, it gives to the sign that it is helpless against Satoru.

"4...."

White and black feathers mixed in the air. Satoru's shoes clicked against the metal ground. More blood was coughed up by the angel

"3...."

You covered your ears to prevent from hearing more of the angel's shouting and screaming as you felt something drip onto your cheek.

"2...."

It was blood.

"1...."

You prepared yourself for the last count.

"0."

An exploding light completely destroyed the underground area, shattering everything and letting out to the world.

You still kept your eyes tightly shut despite the fear of anything hitting you any second.

Slowly, everything around you became quiet.

"Sorry for the wait, Miss."

You opened your eyes to an out-stretched hand. Satoru was offering to help you up with the gentlest expression you've ever seen him have on.

You accepted, and after you stood up, you took in your surroundings.

You can see the angel, as if a wounded bird, was dangling lifelessly on a railing that was once the structure of the underground organization.

At least five holes were visible in his body, the blood on the wounds even already dried up. Two smaller metal railings struck through his chest and stomach. His wings were dusty and bent. There was no sign of life in him at all.

You were somehow in the middle of the sea.

"Come with me, my lady." He was being strangely polite and considerate as he led you to a small boat that was floating there.

You knew fully well where this was going, yet you stepped into the boat and made yourself comfortable.

After these years...you had finally achieved your goal the moment you first met Satoru Kamagari.

He had granted your wish...now it was your time to pay the price.

After what seemed like an eternity, an island began to come into view.

As the boat reached the shore, you tapped your finger on your left eye.

"This way, my lady."

You were guided to a stone bench in the middle of the island.

"So this is it, isn't it?" You sat down peacefully on the bench, having no thoughts in trying to escape. "...Is it going to hurt?"

"Just a little bit, I'll try to ease the pain as much as I could." He stood in front of you, still having his calm demeanor.

"No." you looked up into his eyes, "Make it hurt. Prove that my soul lived."

Surprise and impression flashed in his eyes before he kneeled in front of you, "Yes, my lady."

When he lifted his head to look at you again, he had his demonic eyes.

He took your chin in his slender fingers. And you watched as he slowly leaned in.

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That was probably the longest one shot I ever written XD

Seriously tho the angels in Black Butler creep me out

More than Grell does.

November 21, 2015

Thanks for reading :D

-Lily