Finally

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I fully opened the door to see Ciel Phantomhive in all his annoying glory. He was still, in his perfect little bed in his perfect little room. His eye patch lays on the nightstand as a candle stays lit. I slowly close the door behind me. By now my heart is pounding so hard I'm afraid it'll wake him up. I make my way toward his bed, keeping my steps light to make sure the floor doesn't creek. I approach his bed and I have to admit when he's now going around killing everyone and being a little brat he actually looks pretty cute. So peaceful. So calm. So dead. I smirk before climbing on top of him so both my legs are on either side of him to make sure he doesn't escape. I reach behind me and grab the knife from under my shirt. A knife I've been saving for this occasion. I knife I held very dear to me. The knife Dagger had given me for my birthday. It was absolutely beautiful and I'm sure it'll look even better with the boys blood all over it. I gripped the handle with both of my hands. I want to make sure this hurts. A lot. I raised it high above my head and made aim right to his heart. Right when I was about to land the blow his eyes shot open. One was bright blue like the night sky. The other was a misty purple with the devils pentagram in the dead center of it. I was startled to say the least but this had to be done.
"So long twerp," I mumbled under my breath.
My arms came down as he yelled "Sebastian!"
Ha that stupid butler can't- before I can finish my thought a thunderous BANG shot through the air as a searing pain was sent through my chest. The candle blew out as I let out a sharp shaken breath. I looked down to see my chest almost covered with blood. Right through the heart. I look at Ciel to see his eyes cold and firm. "You lose."
His face becomes blurry as I no longer have any strength to hold myself up. I fall to the side, off the bed and onto the floor. As I'm staring up at the extravagant ceiling all I can think is Dagger, I'm so sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. The everything goes black and I feel finally at peace.



My eyes slowly open as I'm greeted with a blinding light. I look around me and see. Clouds? Oh right , dead. I let out a sigh before walking around a bit. As I'm wondering around I swear I can hear whispering, but it's distant and at first doesn't sound like anything but as I close my eyes and focus I can hear it getting louder and more clear.
"Is that..."
"No it can't be"
"Should we tell him?"
"What happened?"
I open my eyes as I look around once more. I can hear them but I can't see anything.
"Hello?" I yell "is anyone there? I can hear you."
I wait for an answer. For a while I don't hear anything so I just turn around and head back in the direction I can in from.
"Y/n?" I hear a soft voice behind me.
I slowly turn around to meet a boy. He seems about my age. He was dark brown hair and raggedy clothes. He didn't seem unusual or special, except his eyes. They were a piercing turquoise. A piercing turquoise I know anywhere.
"Dagger?" I step closer to him until we're only arms length apart.
"Is it you?" I question again as I bring my hand up to his face. Its cold but so soft. I admire his features some more. This is definitely him.
"What are you doing here, love? What happened?" He said. God it felt so good to hear his voice. I already felt tears forming as I grabbed him and pulled him into a hug. This is him. These are his hugs. Warm and safe. I tightly wrapped my arms around his neck as I felt his arms hold onto my waist. The closeness made me cry even more.
"Your here, you really here." I choked out from behind my tears.
"I'm here love, I'm here and I'm never leaving again." Our embrace gets tighter as I finally calm myself down.
I pull away for a moment as we just stare into each other's eyes. He was even more beautiful the I remember. I grab his collar as we share our first kiss in what felt like centuries. His lips are just as I remember. Soft, cold, so full of passion and love. We are finally happy, together.

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