Back in hell, Prince Faustus was being told of his partners illness. As soon as Xariel was finished telling him he stood and said "I'm going with you." Xariel frowned.

"i had thought you would say that... Prince Faustus, I know it is not my place, but i would recomend you stay here. You're still recovering from your injury." He said, starting to examine the sample of blood he had gotten. When he figured out what it was he cursed loudly.

"What is it?" Claude asked. He frowned deeply, in the few years he'd been at the royal palace he'd never seen their doctor swear.

"Sebastian... He has Alveress Pandorica ..." Xariel said. Claude went wide eyed. Alveress Pandorica was not only incurable, but it was a fatal illness. It was horribly painful as well. The sickness slowly kills its victim, through pain and sickness. It starts out only with the symptoms of a common cold. Tiredness, fever, dizziness and coughing. But as time progresses, pain, high fever and chills occur at the same time. The pain hits random parts of the body, and joints will ache. The pain continues to spike higher as the days continue. The fever will be inconsistent, going completely down at some points, and spiking to deadly levels at other times. Also, when the victim is close to death, the symptoms fade into nothing, then come back worse than ever, with additional symptoms, watery blood flows from the eyes and the corner of the mouth, the illness causes asthma attacks to happen more freqently, and the lungs crack in places, creating bleeding and infection, causing the lungs to fill with blood. The victim can still move around, continuing daily life, but is not advised to do strenuous activities. The sickness kills its victim in a little less than two months.

"How...?" he asked. "How you not have found it sooner? With all of the medical examinations and check ups he's undergone, how could it have just surfaced?"

"Prince Fautus... You know as well as i do that Alveress Pandorica undetectable until the victim of the sickness comes of age. I am truly sorry, but there is nothing i can do, except try to ward off the illness for a little while. It wont save him, but it will buy him some time." Xariel said. He sighed. "I would not think it right for you to not be able to see him for the duration of his illness, so i will be willing to let you go to the human world for the next few months." Xariel said in a kind, soft voice. Claude nodded and straightened up, wincing visibly at the pain in his side from the gruesome injury in his side. He pressed a hand to it, as he felt more blood seeping from the wound. The bleeding stopped and he took Xariels slightly tan hand, and they ported to the phantomhive manor. What Claude saw made him smirk on the inside, Sebastian looked so cute as he slept, so innocent. Ciel, on the other hand, just about jumped out of his skin at seeing them.

"How did you get in here?!" He whisper-screamed(yelling in a whispering voice.)

"Older demons can teleport, after they have their coming of age ceremony. Sebastian's is in a week."

"Oh... So whats wrong with him?"

"You three are terrible at being quiet." Sebastian said, sitting up and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

"We have some bad news, sebastian." Xariel said. Sebastian's head snapped up towards Xariel, before he looked at Claude, who went to his side and sat beside him, pulling him to his chest and whispering in his ear. Sebastian went wide eyed, looking to Xariel to confirm. The man nodded and sebastian hung his head. Only from where Claude was sitting could you see the tears silently trailing down his face. So to avoid letting sebastians master see those tears, Claude pulled him even closer, letting his saddened lover burry his face in his shoulder. Sebastian continued to weep as Claude tried to hold back his own tears of despair. He just couldnt, his lover was goung to die, and die painfully. He didnt know if he could take the fact that sebastian was dying. He started to cry, but held it back, to be strong for sebastian. Ciel was looking saddly at the scene. He had never seen sebastian cry before. Maybe he was actuallygoing to die... how will he live without him? Ciel put his head in his hands, his emotions welled up and conflicted until he too was crying. The doctor tapped ciel on the shoulder, leading him out of the room.

"What does he have?" Ciel asked once the door was closed.

"Alveress Pandorica. Its a deadly illness that kills the victim in a little less than two months. Its painful and horrible to endure. Alveress Pandorica is one of the worst demonic illnesses." Xariel said, grimacing at the thought of the symptoms of the illness.

"What does it do? What are the symptoms?" Ciel asked.

"Well... i think you will see soon enough. I would rather not make you worry even more." He said. Ciel nodded, the doctor vanishing. Ciel then started to cry, sliding down the wall, into a sitting position. He wept, and wept, until mey-rin came down the hall, asking him what was the matter. He sent her off and wiped his eyes, standing up. He knocked gently on the door to sebastians room before entering. He looked at the scene before him, with sebastian resting against Claudes chest, both of them sitting up and seemingly caught up in a conversation. What he didnt expect was when Sebastian sniffled, resting his head on Claudes shoulder. "Do you neer anything?" He asked, wanting to help his butler in anyway possible, because his butler probably wasnt ever going to be his butler again... Ciel felt hot tears start to run down his cheeks. Sebastian looked up as he heard a sniffle that wasnt his own. "Y-Young master... Are you crying?" Sebastian asked, stroking his hair back from his face, seeing the tears clearly.

"Y-Yes, I am crying sebastian!" Ciel sobbed. "Wh-What am i going to do without you?! I-I... Your my best friend! I couldnt stand to live without you!" Ciel said, crying harder. Sebastian blinked.. he had definitely not expected that... out of all things... He had expected Ciel to talk about him being his most important pawn in the never ending game. He hadnt expected Ciel to admit anything, especially something so... touching. He got out of bed, kneeling down in front of Ciel, smiling the saddest of smiles.

"Master, you were a good friend to me as well, but i cannot change the fact that i am going to die. And i would like to ask you of a few things. As my farewell wish. I would like to travel back to hell, to be with my family and friends, and so that i can be treated by Xariel to maybe give me an extra few weeks. If its okay, i would like you and the servants to come with me. For the last five years i've thought of you as part of my family." Sebastian requested. Ciel nodded.

"B-But the servants... they dont-"

"Lets let them have the honor of being in on our little secret." Sebastian said. He stood, but held his head as a dizzy spell came over him, latching onto the head board of his bed. Claude was up in an instant, suporting him from behind.

"Breathe, it will pass soon." Claude stated in a soothing voice. But after a few moments Sebastian started to cough and gasp. This continued for several minutes before he collapsed to to his knees and retched dryly. Nothing came up, but he couldnt breath. The pain starting in his chest was unbearable.

"Sebastian!" Ciel gasped.

"Shit, Ciel, he's having an asthma attack, i need you to call Xariel. NOW!" He yelled. Ciel nodded and sprinted to his office, calling xariel. Sebastian covered his mouth with his ungloved hand. He was going to be sick. He felt bile force its way up his throat and his stomach heaved. A black, shiny liquid mixed with just the smallest traces of blood spilled from his lips.

He heard Claude calling his name, he felt him shaking his shoulder as gently as possible.

Then it all went black.