A/N: WOW! The response I got for the last chapter was AWESOME! Thanks so much, you guys! I couldn't wait to update again, so... here you go! :)

It was the next morning, and Sebastian hadn't slept a wink. He was so worried about making it safely to Mexico, and it didn't help that he didn't have his cusiony tatas to keep him comfortable and warm... and moist. Looking over at his sleeping lover, he scooped him up in his arms, holding him against his chest and kissing his head. "Time to wake up, little one... we need to go to... to Mexico..." A single tear streamed down Sebastian's face onto Ciel's.

Ciel looked up at Sebastian, his rubbing his eyes as he awoke from his peaceful slumber. "Sebastian?" He whispered, a large, salty tear dropping onto his face. "Sebastian?.. Why are you crying, my mayme?" He asked, brining a hand up to stroke the demon's face. "It's okay... We can find a way... To bring your tatas back. I promise. I love you, and we'll find a way. We have to. The bees can't know.."

Sebastian nodded, hoping Ciel was right. If the bees found out, he didn't know what he would do! Fighting back tears, he cradled the boy closer to his chest, fearing that the critters would be near. "We need to leave... now... I packed everything last night. Let us fly away!" Instantly, Sebastian sprouted huge wings, that were purple and covered in the blood of the angels. "Hang onto me while I fly, boy!"

Ciel clung to Sebastian, his little arms winding around the butler's neck. "Don't drop me, Sebastian!" He screeched out directly into his ear, knowing that if he was dropped, the Bees would come after them for sure. "Mayme... Mayme... The bees will get us... Please, keep me safe, my love, my man, my mayme... Keep me warm."

Sebastian nodded again, holding Ciel as close as possible. He didn't want the poor boy to be cold! Hell, if that happened, Sebastian might as well be DEAD. His beautiful wings flapping deliciously in the wind, he soared through the sky, knowing full well that a single slip of the hand would cause his beautiful lover to plummet into the sea beneath them. "DO YOU FEEL IT NOW, BOY?!" he hollered over the wind beneath his wings, talking about the warmth he was hopefully emitting.

Ciel buried his face in the demon's neck, the warmth emitting from Sebastian's LOINS keeping him warm in the chilly winter air they were both being exposed to. It was winter. "Mayme... I can feel it.. Coming in the air tonight, Oh Lord." He whispered, the sound of Sebastian's wings flapping delicously in the wind soothing any worries he had earlier. The experiance was different, though.. The tatas were gone.

Sebastian nodded, beginning to cry crystalized tears. "Our God is greater, Our God is stronger, God you higher than any other!" he exclaimed, head held high to the heavens. He knew his loins were warm... but were they warm enough? Looking down at his lover, he held him even closer, wishing, /praying/ that he had some jiggly boobies to keep him warm. But alas... all he had were his loins. Shaking his head, he pushed back more tears and began to fly faster. "Maybe we... maybe we can find time for cummies in Mexico, my Sweet Ciel..." He hoped his words were of some comfort.

Ciel looked up when Sebastian began to cry, his fingers stroking along Sebastian's cheeks and wiping away the crystalized tears. "Yes... Sebastian.. He is.. Serenade me... S-Serenade my candy ass." He whispered under his breath, the feeling of being up in the heavens amazing. "I'm flying Jack!" Ciel finally called out, a look of pure exhilaration on his face! When Sebastian mentioned cummies, Ciel looked him dead in the eye, fingers gripping to the fabric of Sebastan's tux, feeling for the jiggly boobies that were /not/ there. "Cummies? Please." He said quietly, before burying his face in the tata-less chest.

Sebastian continued to belt out the lyrics to the song, feeling his spirits lift as he praised God. Soon enough, his tears were ones of joy. "I'll never let go!" He called, thrusting Ciel out and then swooping under him to catch him. It was so beautiful... "Soon, boy," Sebastian promised, giving Ciel a promising grin. As he soared through the heavens, holding his lover, he thought of how, even through the rain, there was still some shine... Squidshine... "I love you, CiCi..." he said, smiling down at Ciel.

Ciel let out a yelp as Sebastian thrust him into the air, his eyes narrowing when Sebastian finally caught him. "How dare you." He whispered under his breath, but his expression was light once again - when Sebastian mentioned cummies, that is. "I love you too... My... Johann Sebastian Bach." He smiled back up at the love of his life, not even upset about the lack of tatas anymore. "Are we almost in Mexico, mayme?"

"Yes, Little Goober!" Sebastian squealed excitedly. He could practically smell the tacos over the Christmas fire. Delicious! He took a huge flappy flappy flap of his wings and began to soar down to earth, knowing he was approaching the Mexican border. "Remember to act sickly!" Sebastian reminded him, knowing the only way they could get past the bees was to lie. "Cover my chest so they don't see the lack of boobie!"

Ciel nodded franticly at the words, the smell of taco and Christams fire germinating in the air. This was it.. They were making it. Ciel clung to Sebastian's chest like a spidermonkey, trying to cover the lack of boobie as much as he could manage. He then buried his face into Sebastian's armpit, knowing that as long as he had his face buried in the smell pit of arm, that he would be acting sickly. "Barry B Benson.." He whispered in a sickly tone, turning his head slighly to look at the giant mass of bees across the Mexican boarder.

Once on the ground, Sebastian nervously approached the bees, but he tried to portray a facade of franticness. "The boy!" He wailed, looking a Bee dead in the eye. "He's so sickly... listen to him!" He let the Bees look over Ciel's small body, and once again, Sebastian totally dismissed the small bump that formed on his belly. "Can we go?" He asked hopefully... desperately... "The boy can't breathe!"

Ciel looked at the bees, his eye frantic as he tried to voice what was happening to him to the Bees. "Please... I must... Go." He murmured, and the Bees all looked at each other, each with a sympathetic Bee look in their Bee eyes. "Let him go." Barry B Benson, The Bee with a Bee mouth, said quietly, letting one single Bee hand brush across his head. "Take him... To a Mexican Witchdoctor."

Sebastian nodded, so grateful that he had to close his eyes tight to keep himself from pissing right there on the spot. "Thank you, Barry!" he said to the Bee, shaking his small Bee hand, and reaching to press a kiss to his Bee forehead. "You... Barry B Benson, are a great Bee..." The bees seperated into an entrance and Sebastian walked through, letting himself begin to search out a witchdoctor. "Nonny nonny nonny..." he sang out, hoping it would call a witchdoctor onto the scene. Of course, Ciel wasn't sickly, but the doctor might be able to cure his Tatas. The Bees...

Chapter Three coming soon!