DISCLAIMER:

NARUTO © Masashi Kishimoto

KUROSHITSUJI © Toboso Yana

Single Approach

Naruto/Kuroshitsuji Cross Over

Sakura Haruno and Sebastian Michaelis

Romance/Adventure/Humor/Angst/Drama

Rated T: for Language

Chapter 12 – 12th Step: Coming

Author's notes:

Oh my god!

It's been ages weren't it? Sorry for the long delay. I was on vacation and had really a good time. I leaved my laptop at the house seeing that going to the beach with it is impractical. I had so much fun rolling in the waves and I learnt how to surf. It was an unforgettable moment for me, especially when I finally able to the ride those waves.

Ah, talk about my happiness.

No more procrastinating, no more lazy days.

Anyway here's the last part of the Baron Arc. Hope you like it.

Thanks to all who keep on reading Single Approach, I still hope you will keep on reading this.

Here's a virtual Butterscotch for everyone!

And here's 'Single Approach Chapter 12'

"Talking"

Sakura's thoughts /thoughts

Inner talking

"Payment?" The grey haired man just chuckled at her confusion. "You told me you love her and then you said you hate her. What the hell is wrong with you?"

"I have been suffering for so long." His answer only made her even more confused. She had a feeling that the baron is on his way to reminisce his past and not to mention tell it to her. She groans at the thought.

This situation is not good. She really had to get out with Mey-Rin. She looks down at her side, the red-haired maid was gone.

And she was?

Being carried by the Baron's butler.

When did that happen?

She didn't even sense him move.

"I wanted to kill her." She vaguely heard him. "I want to be the one who kill her."

"Every time I see those women with uncanny resemblance to her, I wanted to kill them. Pluck away those things out of their body." He gritted his teeth at this. "Those dainty hands, fingers long like candles, bright blue eyes, legs smooth as silk. I want them out, I don't to see them!"

Elyce remained silent. Her eyes solely focus on the red-haired maid. Her mind seems unaware of what the Baron had just said. She was angry, she was angry at that blonde butler.

How could she let that happen? She was just with her, and now she was at the enemy's hand again.

"I sensed anger from you, milady. Why is that?"

"Your bastard of a butler took Mey-Rin again." She then looks at him, her eyes seething with anger. "It was because of you he got her."

"Your accusation against me was a little too late is it not? I kidnapped her remember? Or you merely forgot."

"Whatever." She scoffs. "Just let us go."

"If I don't?" He challenged.

"Well, I might kill you next time I punch you."

The smell of antiseptics hits her nose as she slowly woke up. The white ceiling greeted her eyes and the light from outside almost blinded her. It was already morning, though she can't tell how many days she was out. But based on her chakra reserves that she noted still half, she must be only a day or half day unconscious.

She can clearly tell that she's in the hospital. The bed was nowhere soft than her bed in the manor, it was stiff and the blankets way too rough for her liking. She was missing her bed. She wanted to sleep on it for days, if she would be allowed.

She chuckled at the thought but it falters as she remembered the Baron.

"If I had met you a little earlier, maybe I won't be like this. My life, I dedicated my life on revenge, on someone who is already dead. I lived from my past and never moved on. "

To tell the truth, she pitied the Baron. He had lost all his family just because of his refusal; he had lost everything just because of a woman. He had lost all just because of his attempt for revenge.

"Futile." She said to no one. "His revenge was useless."

He had killed all those who had a resemblance from his late wife. Form their eyes, to their little feet.

"I have killed for her. I have done many things for her, in exchange for a family, a family that I longed for."

In the end, she knew that the Baron, really don't hate his late wife. He loved her. The fact that he killed for her, the fact that he had done everything for her even though he had none to protect anymore was a clear example of devotion or he was just simply delirious of her promise.

A family.

A family that he had lost.

A family that he can't have.

She wanted to cry for him, at the same time for those of his victims. They were nothing but victims of situation, a situation that had lost control.

She gripped the blanket with hard fist. Tears threatening to spill from her eyes, but she won't let it. She was goddamn tired of crying.

"Let it out." That voice broke something inside her and she cried. Her tears overflowed that she almost laughs at the thought that all her tears were dried. She cried and cried. She doesn't care if someone hears her, that someone might see her. All she wanted to do was to cry all out. Let her tears flows, let them wash the guilt she was feeling, every pain she had, every blood she had shed.

"Tears are no sign of weakness, milady."

At that she wailed louder, like a child who had lost her candy from a bully, like a child who had her doll destroyed.

How badly she wanted someone to comfort her, how badly she wanted someone to hug her and whisper her 'everything will be fine'. How badly she misses Naruto, how badly she misses everyone, how badly she wanted to go home.

To go home.

To Konoha.

As if her thought were read, someone lifted her up, hugged her tightly, as she was placed on someone's lap. She embraced back, sobbing on someone's chest that she later found out—a man. 'No matter' she thought. As long as he can comfort him, as long as he can help her. It really doesn't matter.

She sniffed, smelling the man who had her cradle. His scent gave away a sense of comfort, a sense of safety, a sense of security.

"I wanna go home." She spoke like a child. "I wanna see them, I wanna go." Her vice horse from crying but as she felt the man nod, she knew he had heard her. She was happy, she was content, and she was at peace.

And this is what greeted Ciel's sight as he opened Elyce' room. Sebastian, cradling her, stroking her hair like she's damn cat while she sobs and speaks incoherently. She seems to be speaking on her sleep, though the mystery is why Sebastian still holding her.

"Sebastian, put her to bed. She's already asleep." He ordered. The woman needed rest and from her position she can't, her gun wound was still bleeding and she can't have her stay at the hospital for so long.

Mey-Rin had already been discharge and resting at the manor.

"Let her rest." He continued. "Lizzy said she'll be coming later. And you know how hyperactive she is, lest gave her a rest so at least she can talk to her."

"She said she wanted to go home." Sebastian answered as he settled the pink haired woman on the bed. She groan at the loss of warmth, but did not waken.

"Then we'll take her home later."

"She meant from the place she was once came from." Brushing a hair out of her face, he continued. "I heard her say a name, a man, I presume as his friend."

"And what of it? Don't tell me you were jealous?" Oh that is not new.

"No, she said she can feel them coming." His eyes never leaving her sleeping face.

"I don't know who they are and what do they want. But we can ask those questions later after she had her rest." Ciel moves towards the sleeping woman and poked her cheeks. "If they were to take her away, we'll stop them and won't let them. Are we clear Sebastian?"

Sebastian smirked then bowed. "Yes, milord."

"Sakura or Elyce, She belongs to the Phantomhive family and no one will take her away from it."

"Have you seen a woman with pink hair?" Sasuke heard Genma asked a couple of men standing near the port. Some of them shook their heads; others muttered something "Pink hair? Outrageous, there's no such thing as that!"

"And you are the epitome of normal" He muttered darkly after hearing that. Seriously these people had nothing else to do besides making sure they have the best clothes, the prettiest wife, and the most expensive jewelry.

He had almost killed one of those nobles back when they were at the ship when he commented something about his unruly, chicken butt hair. If Genma didn't stop him, blood might have spill at that time.

"Why don't we leave the port and head to the market or the city's center? They might have the information about her." Genma suggested. He can feel the stoic man's patience trekking to a scissor that can be cut anytime. If he did kill someone, he'll just run away, but his bet to himself (1) still stands on his mind. His pride won't let the stupid bet go and he'll be damned if he can't at least fulfill one of the chicken-haired man's order.

"Perhaps." He looks around and everyone is looking at them, staring, and he hated it. Most of them, mainly women, whisper at each other or with their companion. Though they try to be discreet, due to his chakra enhance hearing he can hear what they were saying.

"Such clothes."

"They must be foreigners. This is the first time I have seen such unruly hair. "His eyebrow twitched when he heard that.

"It was a shame that he's such a handsome man." He smirked before facing Genma, pulling his chakra away from his ear and speaks.

"We should also buy some clothes, ours attract attention."

"The fact that your hair attract more is enough …" He chatter as they walked away from the port but stopped in the middle as he saw his heated glare, sharingan activated. He raised his hands in loss; the kid can kill by means of his glare.

He sighs, well, he'll kill himself before he can even put him to Sharingan induced Genjutsu.

"Why are we buying clothes, when we can clearly just put a henge." It was relatively good idea. Not only had he had no idea what is this place currency at the same time he had no money with him. He had never thought of finding Sakura on such a weird yet elegant place.

"I do not wish to waste chakra."

"Do you have money?" He asked curiously. This is the Uchiha heir right in front of him. He might have money. Of course he has, right?

"Hn."

"You don't have any right?" He heard no answer. "What is their currency here anyway?"

"Pounds"

"Pounds? Isn't that a weight measurement?"

"hn."

"Do you have those pounds?"

He sighs, how are they going to buy clothes then? Slumped in defeat, he barely heard Sasuke motions for him to stop.

"And where are you going?"

"Clothes. Wait here." And Sasuke left.

Though a little angry that he had to wait for him, he still complied and sat at a bench near a fountain.

He nearly shrieks as he sat down. He forgot that there's snow covering the bench and he sat on it. His butt froze but he had no other choice. Het stand up once again and swipes the snow away and sit.

He looks around and with no Sasuke on sight, he had chance to ponder and see this vague place. It was astonishing for Genma; the snow covering every little thing, the people walking slowly, happily chatting, shopping, drinking tea, children playing, gives him peace that he can't feel in Konoha.

In Konoha everything was fast pace. Only civilians can truly enjoy the chitchats, the shopping and teas. Children in Konoha grew up fast, because of war and missions. Life there was so different from here.

It was like he was living, like even if he won't move, no one will harm him.

If Sakura was really here, and she had this kind of feeling every day, she might not leave, she might have stayed.

He'll do the same if she was in her position.

If you were left to die, forgotten and betrayed. Where else should you go?

If this weird paradise is place she can call home, then he'll let her be.

But the question is will Sasuke allowed such thing?

The answer is simple really.

"Man-whore." He heard Sasuke called from his back. He gave a soft sigh before turning to him. His eyes widened when he saw him. He no longer wears his white haori and was replaced with a black suit; with matching black slacks. A white long sleeved shirt was inside covered with a silver vest and a black tie on his neck. A black trench coat covers him fully and white gloves were on his hands.

"Where did you?" He asked though he knew he can't be answered.

"hn." Predictable "Come." He motioned for him to follow him on a shop. "I heard a rumor. North of here is a manor, where they say a woman with pink hair is a doctor."

Genma listens. If those rumors are true, then Sakura was much alive. If she was, then why she didn't go home? Then he suddenly remembered all of the thoughts that passed through his mind a while ago. Perhaps his thoughts were right; she was living here as a doctor.

She was living here at peace.

As they enter, warmth hugs them and he almost sighs. He looks around and found out that the place was a tailor shop.

"Pick and changed. No one will stop you."

"Eh?.." He stopped when he saw no one looking at them. Genjutsu. Sneaky bastard. "Isn't this considered as stealing?"

"Were not stealing, were borrowing them."

"Did they know it?"

"Change or I'll lift the Genjutsu and tell them you're a thief."

"Hey, that is uncalled for."

"Then change."

In the end Genma chooses a white long sleeved shirt and a maroon vest covering it, a maroon cravat was on his neck. He wears a black frock coat, with its maroon buttons along with beige pants. Its edges tucked inside his shoes of choice—Black long boots.

"Done." He said before tying a beige wool scarf on his neck and placing a hat on his head.

Sasuke almost roll his eyes at what Genma did. "For someone who was afraid to be called a thief for taking clothes, you sure get dress to kill."

"I'm simply taking advantage of this."

"Let's go." Sasuke walks towards the exit, followed by Genma.

"Where are we going?"

"Phantomhive Manor."

"There is something I have wanted to ask you milady." The blonde butler spoke before he throws a saber to her direction. His right hand poised with another one.

A challenge

He wanted to challenge her.

Catching the saber with practice grace she answered. "Pray tell why do you want to challenge me?"

"I have failed to protect my master when you landed a punch on him." He pointed his sword on her. It glinted as the moon's light pass through the window. "Elyce Quenell, I challenge you."

"What if I refuse?" she had no time for this, though she has to be ready. She gripped the handle and readied herself. She can sense that he'll attack soon. The talk was just a distraction.

"Do you have no honor?" She raised her eyebrow at the question. "Pride?"

"I have, of course." She answered confidently. "How about you? Won't it bruise you pride if you lose to mere girl? Won't you lose your honor by beating a woman and pointing a sword at her?"

"A mere girl? I think you are wrong at the thought milady." He moved a little forward. "You're no girl. You're a lady." And he launched an attack.

She successfully blocks his attack, which didn't surprise him at all. He had guess by the time he saw her. Her body was trained not as a lady but as a warrior. Though her body built was meant for stealth and deception.

She attacked him, her sword met his. She was fast yet he can see that a saber was not her weapon of choice.

"A lady? Don't make me laugh." She swings her saber and he blocked again. "I am no lady." He was taken aback at her words. What does she meant by that?

She attacked again, their sabers parried each other. Their eyes burning with the passion to win. Their mind both wishes this to end and follow who had left.

The Baron for Eduard.

The maid for Elyce.

"You know what, you made me realized something." She stopped and merely stares at him. Her emerald colored eyes glinting in mischief. "I thought I should have forgotten all those things, but I guess it's really part of me." She then throws her saber away. Clasp her hands together, forming the first seal as she smirks at him. "I should have done this a long time ago."

"Doton: Kengan no Jutsu (2)" She then felt her right hand harden, as she run towards the blonde. He on the other hand was stunned.

As she lifted her right arm to punch him, he tried to block it with his saber but failed miserably as it shattered.

The punch force him to flew away from her and hit the wall.

"I am no lady. I am a kunoichi."

She can hear someone talking a little far from her right. It was a woman's voice. And then she heard a giggle. No, it was a girl's voice. Elizabeth.

Though she still wanted to rest, the child would have her time wasted if she won't wake up and talk you her. Forcing her eyes to open, she groaned as the light hits her eyes. She abruptly closes it and groans even louder.

Everyone on the room heard her and they all went to her bed.

"Milady, you're awake." Though she can't see who spoke she can tell that it was Finny. His voice was light, full of smiles.

"Are you alright, Lady Elyce?" It was Lizzy. The child was concerned. "Ciel told me that I should have gone to the manor and wait for you but I can't wait to see you."

Speaking of Ciel where was he? If he were inside her room, he would have scolded these two from being restless.

She chuckled and slowly opened her eyes.

Her sight was greeted by both bright green eyes. "Hello, Lizzy, Finny."

"Are feeling better now?" Now that was the voice that she was looking for. She tried to sit but a hand on her shoulder stops her. She looks up to find Sebastian smiling down to her.

"You shouldn't force yourself milady."

"I am fine now. Can you sit me up?"

Sebastian sighs as look to Ciel.

"Sebastian is right, Elyce. You should rest." Though he had said that she still tried to sit up. He looks at Sebastian and gave a nod before sighing as he sat on the chair located to her right. She was stubborn like a rock. He only hope that she won't shatter, won't crumble, won't melt away.

Seeing as the brat had given him the indication that he can help the pink haired woman in distressed, he quickly helps her up.

A muttered 'thank you' from her was his reward. He merely smirks and nods at her. His gaze then move towards to Ciel. "Would you like for me to fetch the doctor, Bocchama?"

The blue-haired lad merely nods and Sebastian hurried on his feet. He leaves the room and move towards his destination. His pace faster than he had ever thought; his mind set to find her doctor.

"Genma? Did you give him the box?"

"Naruto, Kakashi-sensei."

He had been thinking a lot since she had spoken about those people. He was curious at the same time angry to them.

'Angry?' Why would he be angry? They were her friends. They were the reason she was with them. The reason she was with him. He should be thankful of them not angry.

But at the thought of them, taking her away from them, from him, angers him so much that he had to control the urge to kill someone who will only looks at him.

He sighs; the pink haired woman was giving him headache, that, he can't tell why? He was used to this. He had headaches when it comes to the brat. He had headaches when it comes to those idiot servants. He had headaches when it comes to those Shinigamis.

But his headache regarding the woman was different, no, he was feeling something. Not a headache, but something akin to a pull, something or someone, he hoped not, was pulling something from his chest.

What is it? He doesn't know.

Perhaps, he really needs to kill someone, or he should really ask the brat's permission first.

But for now, he had to find Elyce' doctor.

The thoughts, the feelings, can be talked later.

As the doctor left and her visitors, she leans on the pillow and sighs. She was exhausted. It was really fun to know that she can go back to the manor tomorrow, to see Mey-Rin though Ciel had told her she was fine—she can't really wait to see her, to see Bard and Snake and also Pluto. She chuckled, she misses those people.

"Rest, Elyce." She looks at her right. She had forgotten that Ciel and Sebastian were still on her room. "You'll be home tomorrow."

"Home?"

"Yes, home." He stands from where he was seated and nods to Sebastian. As the butler puts on his coat and his hat, he looked back at her. "I'll be heading back to the manor right now. Rest well."

"Thank you." She said softly and then smiled. "I really wanted to thank you."

"Elyce, it is—"

"Sakura"

"You want me to call you by your real name? Why?"

"I realized that no matter how I forgot, no matter how much I hate my life. I am still me. I am still Sakura. I am still the Sakura who will never step caring for everyone; I am still that person that even though I was left, betrayed, hated, I still wishes to see those people, I still miss them. I still wanted to smile with them. I still wanted to be me. I—"

"Your kindness disgusts me." Ciel interrupt her. She gasps and looks at him, her eyes wide at what she had heard. "How can you say those words? How can you miss the people who left you? How come that you wishes to see them again? Have you ever thought of them actually missing you? I think not.

It seems that you have forgotten the reason why you were here? It appears that our fist conversations were nothing to you. It appears that you have fail to recalled the way you had said to give you a new name, a new life, a new everything."

"You had been a part of this family for long. Are you ready to abandon the family who had cared for you? Who you had called friends? Think about it. I am not against of you returning. But don't come back crying here to us, telling that you should have listen to me." He looks at Sebastian. "Let's go."

Silence reigns over the room. It swallowed the woman, who still can't grasp on what had been said to her. Her gaze fell on her lap.

Why? She asked herself. Your kindness disgusts me. Does Ciel hate her?

"Bocchama was worried." Sebastian walks towards her. "He does not wish for you to leave." He raises his hand towards her face and slowly caresses her. "Rest, milady. I am sure he said those words because he was just troubled. We almost lost you back there." He covered her eyes and felt tears flowing from her eyes.

"He was afraid that you'll leave him. He was tired of people leaving him." As she stopped her tears, Sebastian lifted his hands and saw her already asleep.

He leaned in with the intention of kissing her, but an unknown projectile was thrown at him and sat up to dodge it. He saw a knife-like thing embedded on the other side of the wall.

The force was too much for that knife to be stuck on the wall.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" Sebastian didn't bother to see who had spoken, he checked on Sakura—as she had said to call her, if she was sleeping. And still she was.

He stands fully, and smiles at the two men who had barge inside the room. A man with red blood eyes glares at him and a man with a brown hair just raise his eyebrows.

"I am the one who was supposed to ask you that." He opened his eyes.

His bright red eyes staring back.

"Who the hell are you?"

(1)Refer to Chapter 8 –the Filler Chapter

(2)Earth Release: Fist Rock Technique

A/N:

I guess you can tell who those people are. *insert evil laugh here*

hohohoho. And there's your chapter 12. I hope you all like it. Sorry for those who were disappointed at Sebastian's failed attempt to kiss her. Blame Sasu-kins with that.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter as much I enjoyed writing this. I still hope to see yah all on the next chapter.

Random Question: (I kinda miss asking this) When you were reading a fanfic, have you ever wished that some of the scene that happens in there didn't happen? E.g. someone died, or someone left, etc.? Why?

Thanks once again

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