Chapter 16: It's time.

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Me: Hai! Sorry I didn't update last week! I was at New York for a wedding and then I was all stressed out since I have like 4 tests and bleh.

Lucy: Aww its okay.

Me: Really?

Lucy: FUCK NO! *loads gun* RUN, BITCH.

(Ciel's P.O.V)

"My Lord," Sebastian began, setting my breakfast in front of me. "I am going to have to go out today for a few hours. I am meeting an...old friend. I will leave you some sweets and tea in my absence."

I snapped my fork in half. "So your telling me now?!" The demon gave me a confused look. "Not the other four fucking days you left?!" I slammed my hands on the table, standing and glaring at the demon.

"Do you know how alone I've been while you've been gone? Your the only one left! Everyone else is gone!" I bowed my head. "The servants, my family; all gone...Being alone in the damned manor is making me lose my sanity. But how could a demon like you understand?" Snickering, I walked to the door.

"I have lost my appetite," I said, slamming the door closed behind me as I left the room.

(Sebastian's P.O.V)

My eyes widened as he left. What have I done? Leaving my poor, broken Ciel all alone. I sighed.

"It can't be helped," I murmured to myself. Time to go. I suddenly dissapeared into a cloud of black feathers, appearing in the streets of London.

I let my eyes flutter shut and breathed in the cool winter air. Its time...Crimson eyes opened as I strode determinedly to the Undertaker.

"I have the ingredients," I announced as I slammed the door open. Undertaker giggled, upper half lying on a table. "Bring them here, butler." I did as he asked, watching as he suddenly dissapeared under the table, appearing again with a small bottle.

"Just pour it into his tea and he'll be out like a light," he giggled before suddenly growing serious. "This is his fight and his fight alone. The potion will send him into a dream realm where he will be tested. If he is strong, he will return to normal and awaken in four days time. But if he is not...he will die."

My eyes widened slightly. "So this is all or nothing," I said softly, lowering my gaze. He handed me the bottle as I gripped it tightly. "No. He can do it. I believe in him." I grinned, thanking him and returning to the manor.

Ciel was no where in sight. Good. I drew the potion, pouring it into a saucer and walking upstairs to Ciel's office.

He sat there, staring out the window. "Leave," he said. "You don't want to be with me anyways," he murmured. I whimpered softly. "Please, my Lord. I brought a peace offering," I said, smiling softly and placing the tea before him.

The younger demon slowly turned, glancing up at me before taking the cup in hand and beginning to drink. My smile grew slightly as I watched him finish.

Ciel's mismatched eyes blinked slowly and lidded before a soft groan escaped lips. He fell forward onto the desk but I caught him before he could do so. "I shall wait for you, my love," I whispered warmly in his ear. "I believe in you."

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