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Chapter 7: WTF Sebastian

Ciel looked at Madam Red's form spilling the color she loved so much. He took the jacket off himself and covered the body.

Greil giggled in the distance, he swung his scythe at Sebastian, "A devil, and a God of death…" Sebastian tried kicking the man, "We can't co-exist after all." They both jumped high into the air, "This is just like in Romeo and Juliet's tragedy!" He pictured the two together, "Ah, Sebby. Why are you Sebby?" Sebastian tried kicking the man's face, "Throwing this unlucky name that your master gave you… Your eyes should contain only me."

Sebastian smirked, "I'll say just one thing. Since forth the moment my master bared me with the name Sebastian. I was baptized in the contract, and from that day onwards, I truly became Sebastian… As I vowed, by the moon… "

"A vow that sways as the moon waxes and wanes?" Greil asked. "What a hypocrite. Your eyes are filled with impurities that show a void of love. You're a devil, using your dirty hands and lips to befoul pure souls." The Shinigami span around in a circle, "Ah, how splendid you are!" He held a hand on his hip, "You give me chills, Sebby! If it's your child, I have the urge to bear it!"

Sebastian looked fairly creeped out, "Please cut that out. It's disgusting."

"Oh my, how cold you are." Greil smirked. He turned on his scythe. "The beautiful Tyrant!" Sebastian dodged, "The angelic demon!" He tried to strike again, "A crow with heart-shaped wings!" Sebastian threw a punch, and Greil blocked it, "Sebby." Sebastian blocked the scythe with his foot. "Ah Sebby, if only morning never came, we would be able to continue our love like this forever." The man got closer to Sebastian, "but our adventure must end here." He winked and head-butted Sebastian, "Let us part with a passionate kiss. A thousand farewells!" He hit Sebastian with his scythe. "Now, allow me to see your drastic and dramatic record!"

Sebastian began to bleed, and the tape came out of his body, although the only thing it showed was Tanaka laughing, Greil looked like the color just faded out of him. The rest of the film showed Finnie , Maylene, and Bard messing up, Allen was in them to, but he was mostly giving snarky comments to Sebastian, or laughing at him.

"H-Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!" Greil stuttered, "Just what the hell is this?"

"This past year has been filled with nothing but that, after all." Sebastian stated, smiling.

Greil was studying all of the records, "I have no interest in such domestic flashbacks!" He whined, "Show me the good bits!"

"I'm sorry, but the rest is pay-per-view." Sebastian apologized and put a finger over his lips, as if keeping a secret. He was right behind Greil.

"Stingy!" Greil complained. Sebastian kicked Greil back to block from the scythe.

"Ah, my clothes are all ruined again." He began to unbutton his jacket, "This is completely gone."

"To be worried about your clothes in a situation like this, you must be quite laidback, no?" Greil asked, "But I like a well-groomed man, Sebby." He raised his scythe.

Sebastian took of his coat, "It was not my wish to employ this sort of tactic." Sebastian murmured looking down, he looked back up, "but I have no choice."

"You're finally going to be going to be serious with me, then? Greil asked, getting ready for battle. "Let's put an end to this with the next blow." Greil suggested, "Farewell to this world. Let us be bonded to each other in the next, Sebby!" Greil almost got to cut Sebastian again when Sebastian put his over-coat into the chainsaw. "Hm?" Greil asked. "E-Eh?"

They landed at different times, "That dress jacket is made from the finest Yorkshire wool." Sebastian explained, Meanwhile Greil tried to get the jacket out of the chainsaw. "You will find that there is a lot of friction in wool production. Once it is woven, it is quite hard to tear apart."

Greil tried pulling it out again, "No way!" He protested.

Sebastian put a hand to his forehead, as if to signify it was a burden, "It was one of the items I brought from the mansion, so I did not want to have to use it." He sighed, "However, you have already ruined it." He stood behind Greil and cracked his knuckles, "Well then, I have a bit of confidence in plain fist fights." He smiled down a Greil.

"W-Wait a minute…" Greil pleaded, "Please, not the face!" Sebastian punched Greil in the face 3 times and kicked him in the face once. From there it was a mixture of punches and kicks. "Not the face!" He sucker punched Greil and Greil fell down to where Ceil and Allen was, although Allen was unconscious, and Ceil was looking after him. He almost hit Ceil, but then Sebastian came back down and kicked him what must have been some 20 odd feet away. Sebastian landed gracefully.

"I apologize. I misjudged the distance," Sebastian said as he bowed.

Ciel ran his hand down Allen's face, caressing it, he looked back to Sebastian, "You're in quite a state."

"I had a little resistance, so…" Sebastian answered.

Greil was face down, bruised and bloody, "I-I'll Remember this!" He threatened.

Sebastian looked over in surprise. "My, that's a Reaper for you. I suppose you would not die from blows alone." He picked up Greil's chainsaw scythe and began to walk over, "Well then, how about this?" He ripped of the coat from the scythe, "A Reaper's scythe is able to cut through anything," Greil trembled as he tried to get up. Sebastian smiled, "Which means it should be able to cut through you, right?" Greil tried to get away.

"Wh-What are you thinking?" Greil stuttered, truly fearful, "Sto-Stop-" He was kicked in the face.

"It is quite unpleasant to be stepped upon. Doing the stepping, however, feels quite good." He stepped on the Reaper some more.

"It hurts!" Greil wailed.

"Young Master, even though this hideous reprobate is a Reaper, a god of death," He stated looking back at Ceil who was now playing with Allen's hair. "are you prepared to accept the consequences of killing him?" Stepping on him again.

"Are you trying to make me give the same order twice?" Ceil asked.

"Understood," Sebastian turned on the scythe.

"Ah, it hurts! It hurts!" Greil whined looking straight at Sebastian.

"My, you have quite an attractive screaming voice," Sebastian said sarcastically, "Let me reward you." He looked at Greil a sort of insanity dancing in his eyes, "I will let you depart via this beloved toy of yours!"

"Please stop!" Greil cried.

Sebastian simply smiled the Dark Allen smile, "Don't want to."

"Don't you want to know who killed your parents?" Greil asked Ceil. Ciel gasped, Sebastian almost dealt the final strike when a thin silver spear stopped him. Everyone looked at the mysterious figure standing on a building.

"Forgive me for interrupting you mid-conversation." The man apologized, although he didn't seem very sorry at all. The spear went back to normal size, "I am one of the supervisors of the Reaper Dispatch Organization, William T. Spears." He introduced himself as, "I have come to take that Reaper back." He said as he fixed his glasses.

"Will! William!" Greil cried as William jumped down, "You came to save m-" William landed on Greil's head rather heavily.

"Dispatcher Greil Sutcliffe," William opened his book and began reading, "you have committed several regulation violations. First, the elimination of those not on the Candidate List. Next, the use of a non-sanctioned death-scythe. And finally, the disclosure of information pertaining to the lives and circumstances of death of the aforementioned departed." He stepped on Greil again and bowed to Sebastian, "I apologize profusely for any inconvenience caused by this." He reached into his coat with his clippers, "Ah, here is my business card. Honestly. Having to bow my head to vermin like you really does smear mud across the Reaper name." He told Sebastian.

"Well, in order for you not to cause the 'vermin' further inconvenience, please keep a close watch," Sebastian said as he took the card, almost angrily, and threw it. He smiled, "Humans are vulnerable to temptation. When they are forced to stand on the hellish precipice of despair, they will unfailingly take any route out of it that appears before them." He said thinking on Madam Red's and Allen's memories, "no matter what kind of web it tangles them in, no matter what kind of person they are."

William stood up straight, "The ones who take advantage of that and taunt humans are you demons, no?" He said pushing up his glasses once again, "If I recall correctly one of your powerfullest demons died by human hands 1 ½ years ago, right?"

"I am not denying either of those," Sebastian said, looking at Allen. "He had the power to bring back the dead; his name was the Millennium Earl." (1)

Ciel looked surprised to Allen, and William looked at both Allen and Ciel before he spoke again, "I suppose that those dogs kept leashed as pets are better than the mad dogs that roam around with around will no principals." He rose an eyebrow as Ceil looked at the man with distaste, "Well then, we shall return, Greil Sutcliffe." He pulled the man by his hair, "My goodness, at a time when we're already short-handed, once again, I won't get to leave today." He complained, "Of course, the director will scold us anyway…" Sebastian picked up Greil's scythe, "If I keep having to do overtime like this-" Sebastian threw it at the man, who caught it with two fingers.

Sebastian smiled at the man, "You forgot that."

"Thank you." He said as he let the scythe slip from his hands and it hit Greil. "Well then, excuse us." He said as he dragged Greil and his scythe away. Sebastian sighed.

He walked back to Ciel and Allen, "I must apologize." Sebastian stated, "Half of Jack the Ripper escaped." Ciel looked sadly at the corpse next to Allen.

"It's fine. It's over." Ciel stated. Sebastian felt Ciel's cheek.

"You are rather chilly." he said, "Let us return to the townhouse post haste. I shall prepare some hot milk."

"Yeah." Ciel got up and tripped over Allen.

"Young Master!" Sebastian tried to catch Ciel, but Ciel just slapped him away, Sebastian's eyes were wide, "Young Mater?"

"It's fine!" Ceil said. "I can stand on my own, pick up Allen please. It's just, I'm slightly fatigued." So Sebastian picked up Allen, and left into the night, telling the police about Madame Red's body. They got into the carriage. Ceil stroked Allen's hair as they traveled home. He could only remember one thing that kept going off into his head, 'He had the power to bring back the dead; his name was the Millennium Earl.'

That night Allen occupied Ciel's bed as everyone waited for him to wake up.

Sebastian tried shaking the man awake when he began to mumble in his sleep. Allen opened his eyes half lidded, so he really couldn't make out the people surrounding him.

"Allen, Allen wake up." He heard in a rich voice, deep but melodic.

Allen threw his arms around the man's neck in a hug, and forced him to sit down.

"Yuu~" He mumbled, "I'm so happy you're here." And with that Allen sealed his lips with 'Yuu's'.

Sebastian and Ciel however were taken aback, especially Sebastian. Fortunately for Allen when he realized he had no response the opened his eyes, shocked, and pushed Sebastian off him, stuttering apologies.

The next week was when Madame Red's funeral was, the bells sang its tune.

"Big Brother!" A little girl yelled to catch up to her brother, "Bro, there are lots of people here today. Why?" An older boy walked over that had black hair walked over.

"Dunno," He told her.

"Even though you're our big brother, you don't know?" the little boy said that looks mysteriously a lot like Luka from the second season, like same clothes, hair, and eyes.

The little girl pointed at him, "stupid?" she asked. The eldest looked like a mix between nervous and angry.

"I'm only twelve, so I don't have to know either!" he yelled.

"That's right." They heard a voice call out so they turned, "It's natural for a normal twelve year-old not to know." Standing there was the undertaker, "Today is the grandest of parties for a certain mistress." The boy backed his siblings up protectively.

"A grand party?" the girl asked. The eldest placed a hand over her mouth, "Yes. The final and largest ceremony of a lifetime, a funeral."

Inside a priest was saying the prayers. The church was packed with people. Inside a coffin filled with lilies laid Madame Red or Angela.

Lizzie was in the front row, "Auntie Anne." She cried. The door opened loudly and everyone looked in the doorway, there stood Ciel with a red dress. "Ciel!" She yelled, although not acknowledging her Ciel walked forward right to the coffin.

"That's." "The Phantomhive." "A red dress?" "How improper!" "But the Madame loved red so dearly." The guests said in the background as Ciel carried the red dress to the coffin.

Allen and Sebastian watched as Ciel walked up to the grave and placed the red coat over her plain one.

"Neither white flowers nor plain clothes suit you." Ciel said, as if explaining his action to the corpse, he put a hand on his jacket, "What suits you is the red of passion." He took off the rose on his jacket and placed it in her hair. "The color of liquorice burning the landscape, Aunt Anne." Red rose petals began to float in. "Rest well, Madame Red." Allen smiled as his eyes overflowed with tears, he never could take death to well. The bells rang again after the wake.

"Are you not going to report the true identity of Jack the Ripper to Her Majesty?" Lau asked Ciel. Lau, Ciel, Allen, and Sebastian were together in a room.

"There is no need for that. Her wish was simply for the case to be brought to an end." Ciel answered, "That has been accomplished."

"And just like that, you will continue to be dragged down into the quicksand." Lau told the boy, "Even if you came to a place you could no longer return from, you would never show anyone your weakness by asking for help. You are the Queen's Guard Dog and Proud with it. I will also try not to cause you any trouble, Earl."

Ciel turned to look at Lau, "The existence of these 'opium dens' is starting to become troublesome." He told him angrily, "If you're going pull out, now is the time."

Lau looked thoughtful, "If that were the case, I'd move into another business."

Ciel put on his top hat. "You also have the option of returning to your country."

"I still haven't run out of interest in this country." Lau complained, "Nor in you, Earl." He began to walk away, "I am counting on you continuing to show me things of great interest."

Ciel also turned around, "There's somewhere I wish to stop by. Come." He told Allen and Sebastian.

They ended up at Mary Jane Kelly's grave. The Undertaker was now with them holing a bouquet of flowers.

"This is?" Allen asked.

"My last guest from the Jack the Ripper Case," The Undertaker told Allen, "I made her all pretty to, you know, Allen."

Allen chuckled, "You will be there to make me all pretty too, right, I wouldn't trust anyone but you." The Undertaker chuckled back as Ciel and Sebastian looked at the boy with surprise.

"It seems she was an immigrant," Ciel said getting back on topic, "we could not find anyone to take care of the body."

"That's why the kind earl had me do her make-up, and went as far as to arrange a grave for her." The Undertaker said.

"It wasn't out of kindness," Ciel said, slightly irritated, "That night, if we had prioritized saving this woman's life, there would have been many ways to do it. However, deciding against that, I instead prioritized capturing Jack the Ripper." Ciel's eyes started to mist over, "I knew that I wouldn't be able to save her and, in that knowledge, I stood by as she was killed." Allen rubbed his cut open shoulder. It still slightly hurt. "My relative also…"

"Are you having regrets?" The Undertaker asked.

"Ciel it wasn't your fault." Allen told him sadly.

"I'm not having regrets." Ciel told them sternly to clear up any confusion. "Jack the Ripper is no more. Queen Victoria's distress has been lifted."

"Victoria, huh? I can't quite like her." The Undertaker told them honestly, "She just watches from high above and all the difficult matters to you, Earl."

"This is the duty our family has shouldered." Ciel told him, "It is something that has been inherited from generation to generation along with this ring."

"That ring is like a collar," The undertaker told him, "It connects you to the Queen through a chain called 'duty'."

Ciel pushed the Undertaker away from him, "The one who decided that was me!"

The Undertaker held on to Ciel's tie, "I pray that collar does not one day lop off your head." Ciel got away and backed up into Sebastian, "That would be too boring." The Undertaker passed the flowers to Allen, "If something ever happens again please come to the shop." The Undertaker took his shovel and began to leave, "If it's you and your butlers, I'll welcome you any time." He crackled.

They stood at Mary Jane Kelly's grave for a while longer; finally Ciel put the flowers on the grave.

Sebastian put Ciel's clock on Ciel and stated, "How kind."

"Don't make me repeat myself. This wasn't kindness…" Ciel said agitated.

"It was kindness," Allen replied smiling from the other side of the earl.

"If not, then it was weakness." Sebastian countered.

"You!" Ciel yelled.

"Why didn't you shoot?" Sebastian asked, "Standing by and watching relative be killed? Lies do not impress me." Sebastian told him. "At that time, if you had thought of shooting her, you would have shot her. However, due to your hesitation, even I had told you to, you would not have taken up your gun. Were you afraid to kill the Madame with your own hands?" Sebastian inquired, "Even if you could kill a woman you had no acquaintance with. You could not kill someone close to you."

Before Ciel could counter Allen punched Sebastian in the face. Sebastian held his cheek.

"Even after I killed the Millennium Earl, ask me to kill an Exorcist, then no way!" Allen reprimanded with, "You're a demon! I guess your thoughts of killing someone so close to you does not bother you, but it bothers us humans very much! I-If I had never… If I had never…" Allen broke down crying and ended up on his knees. Ciel patted Allen's back.

"It's because that's your job." Ciel said glaring at Sebastian. Sebastian looked surprised, "I thought you would protect me with your life. That's why I didn't shoot. Our contract stated that, until my goal is fulfilled, you will become my power. And protect me without letting me die. Demons do not have a sense of loyalty or conviction, right? All they have is principles." Ciel paused as he rubbed Circles on Allen's back, "That's why, in order to fulfill your own principles, you will protect me, no matter what. Isn't that right?"

"Then, why did you stop me back then?" Sebastian asked.

"As the Madame was trying to kill me, there was hesitation in her eyes." Ciel explained, "She was not able to kill me, a relative. That's what I thought." Ciel closed his eye, remembering that night, "If you hesitate for even a moment, it can be fatal, just like in chess." Ciel explained, "She lost her next move through hesitation. That's all there is to it." Ciel got up and turned around and began to leave, "That's why I will not hesitate."

Sebastian pulled Allen up, "That's how it has to be!" Sebastian smiled as he held the sobbing Allen, "You should use your pawns in the best way possible and keep struggling to live on," He pet Allen's hair, "using the Madame, Allen, Myself, and all the other pawns within your reach. Even if the empty shells of pawns pile up beneath the throne, once the king is gone, the game is over."

"Never stop, keep walking." Allen sniffed, and wiped his tears away. He smiled up to Sebastian.

"I will not stop moving forward, I will not regret a single step I have taken." Ciel said, "That's why I order you: Do not betray me, and do not leave my side!" The wind blew, "No matter what!"

Allen and Sebastian bowed their own two unique ways, "Yes, my Lord!" They chanted at the same time. With that they all got up and left for home.

Ah finally! Sorry for the wait! I will most likely have another written for my birthday. Allen was unconscious the whole first part, I hope you like it.

(1) The Earl is actually a demon in this.

Thank you Zenophobiaz for bugging me to write this, Thank you to all who has favorite and reviewed my story, they were very much appreciated. Reviews are highly encouraged.

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