The Devil is My Key

I Didn't Say He Could Die

Sebastian Michaelis was working late. His memory had been messed up ever since that little stalker kid came to visit him at his job. He kept getting these...daydreams? But they were so real. How was that possible. The raven haired man had sworn he'd never seen him before. Or maybe...

No, that wasn't possible. Wouldn't he remember at least one moment that they clearly had together? And that blond...who was he?

He shook his head and got back to closing up for the night. It was nearly two in the morning. Sebastian decided to go home and rest for the night. Maybe then his memory would clear up.

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The blond boy had gone home after the kiss had occurred. He sat on his couch, shocked. He couldn't sleep. What had made Ciel want to kiss him? It didn't make sense. It was probably just the shock taking over. He was overwhelmed and needed comfort. Yes, that was it. He needed comfort.

He laid back and groaned loudly. He was't ready to deal with this. Suddenly, he started to worry about his friend. He hadn't called or even sent a simple text. Ciel always texted Alois when he had gotten home, to assure Alois that he was safe, for he knew the blond was easy to jump to conclusions. He sat up and his heart beat quickened.

What if he's in trouble? What if he got hurt? Alois' thoughts took off. Every possible negative scenario had been thought of. His eyes had widened with worry, as he got up and grabbed his keys and jacket. He had no time to make a phone call if Ciel was hurt or in trouble. He didn't stop to check if he had locked the door good like always does. He turned and ran. Ran as fast as he can and didn't stop for anything. Not when his breath was lost and not when he felt like he was going to collapse.

He arrived at his friends home in the span of five minutes. Which wasn't so bad, if you weren't bleeding to death that is.

He hurried to the door and unlocked it. Of course he had a copy of the keys, they've been friends since they were still in their mothers wombs. Don't ask how thats possible. He walked in and called out his friends name in the most concerned tone.

No answer.

He called out again, and again, no answer.

He looked around and spotted blood, coming from behind the bathroom door. Thats when his voice started to shake. "Ciel!" He broke open the door and looked at the floor in horror. He opened his mouth to scream for help but all that came out was a loud scream that shook the house. His cries didn't quiet. He dropped to his knees and held his friends limp body in his arms. "CIEL, PLEASE! PLEASE CIEL NO!"

He rocked back and forth, sobbing. His cried had attracted most of the neighborhood inside Ciel's little home. "Is he dead?" one neighbor asked, however, received no reply. He asked again and Alois screamed. "Call an ambulance!" one had said, and an ambulance was called.

"DON'T SAY THAT! HE'S STILL ALIVE!" In the midst of the screams and sobs, on of the ladies in the home, who claimed to have been a doctor, grabbed his wrist and checked for a pulse. She dropped his arm and looked at Alois with a sympathetic expression. His sobbing quieted down and he shook his head. "No."

"I'm afraid he is," she whispered to the blond.

"No!" he said again, with a more aggressive tone. He started flailing his arms and shaking his head, screaming in the process. "NO! NO! NO! NO! GET OUT! GET OUT RIGHT NOW!"

"But he needs to be taken to the hospital!" a little boy exclaimed.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT HE NEEDS!" The little boys mother gasped in horror at the horrid language. She covered his ears and made her way out of the home. The doctor shook her head and signaled for two muscular men to hold the blond back as the ambulance that was called arrived, and the paramedics came and took Ciel's limp body away.

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After the blond had calmed down, he had been allowed inside Ciel's room. His body was pale and, cold to the touch. He was dead. There was nothing more to it. His fingers brushed against Ciel's arm. Goosebumps began to form all over Alois' body. He shuddered. Why had they brought him to the hospital to begin with? What was the point?

From a distance he could hear Ciel's name being screamed. He was imagining things. How could anybody else know? "CIEL!" The voice grew louder and he started to hear foot steps. What?

He turned around to see none other than the manwhore himself. Sebastian Michaelis. And why was he here? He scowled and made his way to the door way. He stood with his arms crossed and his glare, directly on Sebastian. "CIEL!" He shouted.

"What do you want?" Alois said sternly.

"Is Ciel okay?" Sebastian said, sincerely concerned.

"Whys it any of your concern?"

"I'm his husband!" Alois's eyes widened at the statement that just rang through his ears. Had he said husband? No. Way.

"HUSBAND?! HUSBAND?! EXCUSE ME BUT YOU BROKE HIS HEART JUST A FEW HOURS AGO AND TOLD HIM TO FIND SOMEONE ELSE! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" Alois exclaimed.

"That wasn't me! I mean-- It was, but I didn't have my memory!" Sebastian said, defensively.

"So you're saying you LOST your memory?! HOW?!"

"YOU IDIOT THE CAR CRASH! I HIT MY HEAD AND I LOST MY MEMORY! BUT I REMEMBER! I REMEMBER EVERYTHING! HOW WE MET! THE FIRST TIME WE KISSED! HOW I PROPOSED! I SWEAR I REMEMBER! PLEASE JUST LET ME SEE HIM!" Sebastian pushed past Alois and saw his lover, laying there on the bed, paler than he's ever seen. Alois stumbled and growled He walked over to the bed and had his hand hover over the call button. Not yet. "Whats wrong with him?" Sebastian said with a shaky voice.

"He's dead." Sebastian's heart dropped.

"Dead?" He said quietly.

"Yes dead. Because of you. He bled to death." Alois said.

"My fault?" Sebastian's voice became hoarse, "but... WHY DIDN'T YOU SAVE HIM?!"

"Don't even." He pressed the button and nurses filled the room.

"Whats all the ruckus?" the nurse asked.

"This man needs to be escorted out." Alois smirked at Sebastian.

"Will do." She said, leaving the room. The two felt the tension grow. They heard her call for security from afar. Sebastian growled and cursed under his breath. His eyes turned red and a dark aura appeared around him

"He's not dead. I won't have it." the taller one growled.

"Well he is. So shut you're useless mouth and have a great fucking day being a whore." He smiled and waved at him as the guards escorted him out of the room. To his surprise, Sebastian had smirked at him.

"We'll see if he's dead or just in a deep sleep. We shall see." He laughed to himself and walked out of the hospital. All eyes were on him. He walked by all of them smiling and waving, all while chuckled.

He licked his fangs and made his way to the nearest church.

A/N: BONJOUR! GUESS WHOS IN PARIS! ME! YES AND I HAVE TIME TO WRITE MORE FOR Y'ALL :D Anywho, hope you guys enjoyed and have a nice day. Don't forget to give me you're feedback. :3 Bai Bai