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Black Butler HetaliaIt was very cold outside. It was also very dark. I was a shivering mess and I ended up passing out. A tall man with wine colored eyes, lifted me up. He took me back with him. When I awoke, I had no clue where I was. I felt warmer, and I was on a bed. I was also hungry. Where the HECK was I?! I heard a door open. "Are you awake?" I heard a velvety voice ask me. "Hm?" I asked. "Are you hungry?" He whispered. "Y-yes." I said. He put down a plate of food. He was huge compared to me. Same with the plate, and food. "W-where am I?" I asked. "You are at the Phantomhive manor m'lady." He replied. "Umm..." I had no way to respond. "I-I'm Hannah." I said. "I'm Sebastian. The butler of the manor." He explained. He bowed slightly. "Nice to meet you." I said. I started to eat a bit of the food. "This food is really good. Thank you." "You're welcome." He answered. "How tall are you?" I asked. He looked at me. "I'm nearly six feet tall." I only nodded. Something weird was going on. Sebasti
Another Black Butler Fan Fiction I was only 5 years old. I sat outside a grocery store. I was homeless, and an orphan. I was sitting outside, in the cold. I had no coat,.The day before...One person gave me a bottle of cold water. They had just left the grocery store, and handed one of the bottles of water to me. "Thank you sir." I said. I drank the water quickly. I was REALLY thirsty. "You're welcome sweetie." He said with a kind smile. Then a few hours later, a kind woman gave me a five dollar bill. I tried to go inside the store to by food. "HEY!" I jumped. "I'm sorry but you have to leave." One of the store workers told me. They shooed me back outside. "B-but, I--." I started crying. I was REALLY hungry. My stomach started hurting and growling more.Back to the present...A blond man with red berets in his hair, and a sunhat with a rope thing (so it can't fly away due to wind) stopped dead in his tracks when he saw me. "W-what are you
Black Butler Fan FictionCiel and Sebastian were investigating a crime. It was a burned down home. "I hope there were survivors." Ciel said. I was just getting home. Or, what was left of it. I was only five years old. I was very smart for my age.I went up to the one with the eye patch. With my small hands, I gently tugged on his pants leg. "E-excuse me, mister?" I asked.Ciel knelt down and actually put one of his knees on the ground. "Yes?" He asked. His tone was soft, and gentle. "I-is this where you lived little one?" He added. Still using the soft, and gentle tone. I nodded."Y-yes sir." I said trying not to cry.Sebastian knelt down as well. "Do you know what might have caused this?" He asked. I shook my head.Ciel had a thought. "Would you like to come back with us?"I felt very scared. "B-but, I'm not supposed to go with strangers. O-or talk to them."Sebastian smiled sympathetically. "It's only until we can find someone you know. We don't want you to live on the streets." He said. He had his arms out.