Ciel has to work with the school's infamous nightmare...Sebastian Michaelis. Every teacher's terror. He is assigned to tutor the school rebel in hopes that he might somehow rub some of his good-student-ness onto him.
Little does he know Sebastian...
The Undertaker had taken Ciel and Vincent both home that night. He didn't ask what Ciel had done with Sebastian because he didn't care. Vincent was too drunk to notice anything unusual, which almost concerned Ciel. He couldn't even answer the question of where they were going, or where they had been.
Upon arriving at the manor, Ciel and The Undertaker both tried to help Vincent inside. When they opened the door, they immediately felt they should have stayed out longer, that they should have delayed in some way. Why? Because Rachel was there holding an envelope, and staring at the three. It was enough to knock Vincent back to his senses. Quite enough, to sober him up. He stared at the woman, expecting to see her, yes, but not so soon. This interaction between the two, this stare down the two experienced, was one Vincent wasn't mentally prepared for yet. His drunk nature would cause things to be said in a manner that he wanted to avoid.
"Vincent," she said so softly. He didn't say anything, but stood up on his own, refusing the help of The Undertaker or Ciel. "I'm sorry," she said, "for everything." Tears escaped her eyes and she sniffled at the pain she had caused herself. Ciel wanted to say something, The Undertaker bit his lip and glared. But Vincent acted first, he walked over to her, to his ex-wife.
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"Rachel, my dear, those are the only words I have ever wanted from you," he said smiling. "I've only wished to hear you say them, like you just have. Please, come back to me, to this manor, and be my wife once again." The Undertaker and Ciel almost fell over. Neither one of them were expecting such a reaction from him. He couldn't be serious, could he? Rachel hadn't been expecting this either and she only cried more. How could she have abandoned such a kind man? Vincent hugged her, holding her close, letting her cry into his arms, until she stopped.
"Did you really think I'd be so stupid?" Vincent's tone changed completely. Rachel backed away, shocked, never hearing him talk to her like that before, or to anyone for that matter.
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His smile turned into a scornful look, filled with disgust. He only stared at her, sending chills down her spine, as she looked at him in fear.
"If I was a less cynical man, one that truly believed the words people spoke, I wouldn't have made the Funtom Company what it was. It would have failed in an instant. You know that better than anyone, since you've picked up some of my tricks along the way," he said. Rachel didn't understand what he meant by that. She had only come here to apologize. Apologize for the divorce, for the death of Diedrich. It had been her fault, it was that guilt that had caused her to come here.
"Don't blame the emotions you are feeling on Diedrich. You and I both know that you are only here because he is dead. He is dead, and he didn't leave you a single dollar. Did you think by apologizing? By saying a measly two words? That I would forgive you? That I would provide you with a place to come back to, and accept you for what you are?" his face only darkened with each word he spoke. Her trembling only continued with each sentence said. "Even if I did, even if I was such a saint, did you think Ciel would accept that? Or The Undertaker? Did you think he would accept you coming back under the facade of my wife?"
Rachel glanced at her son, who shared the same look of hatred as her father. She didn't know who The Undertaker was, but she assumed it was the other man in the room that shared an equally agitated expression.
"I think you are forgetting something, something that I never forgot," Vincent took one step closer. "Your forgetting, that our marriage was something you blackmailed me into. I was going to marry Angelina, we were in love. But because of the fact that your lover slept with you, then left you, you came to me."
Rachel began to cry. She had forgotten such an important thing! Of course Vincent would never take her back! She had ruined his happy life, before it ever began. She had drugged him, forced herself on him, then used that fornication to separate him and her sister. Rachel held her hand to her mouth in shock. How could she have forgotten the reason she hated Ciel so much? Instead of being the child of her lover, he was the child of the person she had separated from his.
"You still dare to come to me?! After forcing me into a crappy marriage, ruining my company, and abusing the child that I had grown to love, what the hell do you take me for?!" Vincent raised his voice. The alcohol was still having an effect on him, causing him to say things he swore never to mention. He didn't want Ciel to know how he had been born. He wanted Ciel never to feel guilty for that. But instead, Ciel had felt guilty for breaking them up. He had this idea they were truly happy together before Vincent found out about the abuse. Now Ciel realized, that it didn't matter. There was nothing to be sorry over.
"I'm sorry," was all she could say, even then, she could barely be heard. Her voice was so soft, not even a whisper.
"There is no need for your apologies here."
Rachel held out the envelope. Vincent took it, even though he had predicted what it was. Opening it, he found his prediction to be true, "Diedrich left me nothing, as you suspected," she said, "but that wasn't why I had come here. I am truly sorry, Vincent."
"Get out of my house, I'm not giving you this dead man's money," Vincent pointed to the door. In the envelope was a notice. It told Rachel everything had been left to Vincent and Ciel Phantomhive, not her.
"I wish you only happiness in your future," she said, before leaving the manor. The door closed and Vincent looked at the envelope again, making sure that it wasn't fake, making sure that this wasn't a dream.
"Ciel," he said, tears welling up in his eyes, "we have money again. You won't have to sleep cold on the floor anymore, or skip meals. You can even go to college if you want!"
"Father," he said, running into Vincent's arms and hugging him tightly, "I've never cared about any of that at all. I love you and having you for a dad is the only thing I could ever really need."
"Well, that can't be true, because I'm becoming your new mother," The Undertaker group hugged them both and they all fell to the floor, laughing, smiling, happy, never to see Rachel ever again...
