A/N: The topic mention in here is EXTREMELY sensitive and some what triggering. Please do not read unless you're not offended. Oh and it's kind of OOC..
AND IT'S VERY VERY VERY SAD. Oh and I don't own Kuroshitsuji or any characters in it~
檀—-; "Sebastian, isn't it just bewildering how the rain sacrifices itself to comfort us pitiful humans in time of pain?"
A loose tear fell onto the already sodden grave below.
Full ebony lashes were wet with the tears being sobbed by the demon. Ciel was dead.
It wasn't a natural death either; it was an induced death.
Ciel had killed himself.
And in the process killed the withering spirit of the demon. A spirit that no one would've ever thought breakable.
And it was true, his spirit wasn't one that could be broken.
But this time it was, and it wasn't a clean break. One easily that could be repaired. It was shattered, the tiny pieces incapable of ever being glued together, an irreparable. No remedy could ever be sought out by the demon.
Sebastian who once despised the thought of being mortal now contemplated it, it was his greatest wish. So he could end this long life easily; never having to press the idea of Ciel's death.
His ebony locks fell in his face, they were wet with raindrops.
The clad black demon lurched over the grave, looking over it over and over again.
"I love you," he whispered, bending into a crouch. Stroking the headstone clean, he cocked his head; laughing slightly. "I'm sorry master, I haven't come to see you in a while. It's just no matter how many times I come to visit you it just feels like I'm repeating the same devastation. My heart sinks, and I just feel rather disgusted. Disgusted I couldn't have ever prevented your death. I'm truly sorry I wasn't enough to drive you to live anymore," his voice was still in a low whisper.
Straightening up to his usual poster once more he turned, waving goodbye to Ciel.
"This is the last time we'll ever have to meet like this, I promise.