A/N: yeh yeh :) back again ^^ took a short break(?) due to my anemia- Sucked :( oh well, thanks for the lovely reviews :D really kept me going. And for this chapter, I'll try to set the mood in ^^ so good luck to me! .gah. I still am not sure if I should make Ciel lose his baby or not :/ should I? Should I not? Maybe later on? Maybe now? Oh well… == I really can't decide :0 On a lighter note; Paradiso Girls are my goddesses :) oh, okay mom! I'll do my homework after I type this out :D

WARNING: Mpreg :) (and yaoi~) maybe slight violence(?)

DISCLAIMER: AUGHHHH! I want Sebby though it's still Yana Toboso's :( *cries in a corner and grows mushrooms)

"Sebastian, look. Look at me!" Belial shook Sebastian roughly in exasperation, slapping him once to get his attention. Sebastian looked at Belial, a thousand shades of guilt, misery and angst flashed in his eyes. Belial stood stunned for a moment. He squared his shoulders and faced Sebastian with a serious expression.

"Sebastian. You know what's right for all of us…Abort the child." A cold gust of wind whistled through the cramped alley where they were, the ashes of the despicable dusting the air slightly. Sebastian felt his heart clench painfully. And he snapped.

He lunged at the petite frame in a split second. If it weren't for his fast reflexes, Belial's face would have been shred to ribbons. His slender arms crossed to push away his older cousin's extended claws as one grazed his skin dangerously. "Se…Sebastian!" Belial huffed as he felt his arms giving way, with the stronger demon pushing his weight on him, Sebastian's fangs extended as madness dripped from his bright red gaze. Belial struggled for a while before landing a knee jerk flat on Sebastian's abdomen. Sebastian gasped, thrown for a moment as the mad red blaze subsided, Belial rolled to his side deftly. Sebastian took a deep breath, shuddering as he felt his head get slapped, hard. He turned around and faced a seething demon as his father's face went red. Mephisto raised an arm, ready to strike Sebastian across his cheek when Ciel broke into a whimper, a tear drop sliding down his petite face. Sebastian sprang to his master's side in a second; wrapping a black cloak Belial had passed to him earlier, tighter. Ciel's eyelids fluttered and painfully regained conscious.

"Se…" Ciel whispered, his words trailing off as he whimpered in pain. "I want… to… keep… the…baby." Ciel finished with much effort, his cheeks deathly pale in the eerie moonlight. Sebastian shook his head and leaned his head on Ciel's neck, breathing in his unique scent. "No…" Ciel groaned, his shallow breaths hitching and shuddering as his chest heaved again and again. Sebastian looked up at Ciel; a forlorn expression tainted his eyes as he brushed Ciel's sweat slick hair to the side, kissing his tears away. His master was being tortured so, ripped between pain and the child in him and Sebastian was making it worse, powerless over the situation. Sebastian's vision blurred as he felt a tremor in his heart, constricting it with pain and reducing him to a quivering pile of tears. "Nggh…" Ciel groaned, slipping in and out of conscious as he felt his own life seeping away from his fingers. "Ciel…stay with me. Please, stay strong." Sebastian whispered, though it sounded like he was desperately pleading Ciel to wake up, to survive the battle that was inside him. Pulled under the waters of unconscious, Ciel slipped into a dark wandering dream, his body paralyzed as his mind dulled.

I smell the delicate fragrance of roses… I'm back here again. Wait; I see someone. He looks oddly familiar. I see him turning as he trims of a dead rose. Snip, it falls to the ground in silence; its former glory rustling as it fades away with time. He grins at me, that smirk that makes me one to hold him and kiss those irresistible lips of his. "Ciel," he calls out my name, reaching a hand out. I gladly took it, a waltz tune playing in the back of my head as he pulled me closer and led me to a dance smoothly. "Hmmm?" I mumbled in response, shuffling my feet awkwardly even though he was in the lead. I hear him exhale with a heavy and tired accent. I looked up at him and saw his tired shoulders hunching. My left arm reached up hesitantly but I caressed his cheek, his godly face leaning to my touch in response. "What's wrong?" my voice steady, an inkling of an answer stained my mind as I turned. He stopped and pulled me closer, embracing me warmer than the sun and I leaned my head forward towards his masculine chest. "This…" He whispered, anguish fouled the baritone as he slipped a hand to where my lower abdomen is, a soft pulse throbbed. "No." I retorted, the once steady expression of burning determination colored my eyes as I pulled away from Sebastian.

"Ciel. Please… You might die." Sebastian pleaded a soft expression I've never seen before surfacing onto his angular features. I breathed deeply, the pain in my heart over-riding anything else. The world swerved dangerously to one side, feeling that I might collapse any moment. I took a few deep breaths to calm myself and with all the raw hurt inside of me, and directed it at Sebastian, who seemingly flinched. "Aborting him is the same as killing a part of us." My voice sounded calm, without a hitch, just a flat monotone as Sebastian stood expressionless. He bowed, his face a blank canvas as my vision blurred. The smell of roses burned my nose as I returned to the eternal blank of wandering once more.

A droplet freed itself from long slanted eyes and snaked down the perfect face. Sebastian sucked in the still air nosily as his body shook slightly. A firm hand was placed upon his shoulders as he got up. "You can break your pact… change Ciel to enable him to survive." Mephisto's collected words pierced the night. A startled gasp bounced off the brick walls. "But…But that's taboo! It's insanity He'll get banished regardless of his status!" Belial argued, jumping to his feet as though someone had stepped on his tail. In response, the moon faded behind a heavy curtain of clouds. The sky flashed an angry purple, a great bolt of lightning split the skies in two. Where the earth and skies met, a black portal ripped, its edges blending in with the black night skies devoid of any form of any light as a great figure stepped out, the dust stirred as his feet touched it. The black hood fell back and jet black cashmere locks tumbled to his strong shoulders. A compassionate face pointed to Ciel's direction, his ruby eyes softened as he remembered the scene that unfolded itself in the old king's mind.

Lucifer's flashback; an hour ago.

"Oh? Who's this little boy here?" I gazed down from my throne as the little boy had urgently asked for my presence a little while back. Curious and amazed, I decided to let him in, wondering who was the brave boy who dared to ask for my presence. "Great lord, forgive me for asking your presence upon this feeble creature." The boy went down on his knees politely, staying there. "Do get up. What is your name, might I ask?" The boy got up and hesitated for a moment before hanging his head. "Forgive me, great king for I have no name. But I do have a favor to ask though it sounds impudent." The boy spoke with grace but what shocked me the most was his striking resemblance to my grandson, Sebastian or whatever his name is now. "Tell me of this favor of yours." I told, my usual stern voice worn down to that of a gentle loving grandfather. "It is quite complicated yes, to start from the beginning but I believe you do know of a child by the name of Ciel Phantomhive, no?" The boy asked, his gaze held the same burning expression that Ciel Phantomhive has. I tilted my head to the side, wondering why in the world this little boy has with that other brat. "I believe I do, now tell me, what is the favor you ask for?" I questioned again, impatience slightly seeping into my voice. The boy placed a hand upon his chest and bowed again. "I ask that you exchange my life with his."

Silence permeated the court, the ghastly blue flames rippling the air surrounding it. "What?" I nearly burst out, though not wanting to frighten the little boy. "Pardon my murmuring but I-" "Yes, yes, I've clearly heard what you have said but what connection do you have with Ciel Phantomhive that you must do this so?" Compassion filled my voice as a pair of beautiful amethyst eyes seemed to gaze right to my old soul. "Here, if it helps you." The boy closed his eyes, a ghostly moving picture moving before me. It was night, like any other quiet ones. Ciel Phantomhive was in a sort of room, one I could not make out. He was covered in scratches, from being flung down I guessed as leather straps bound his twig-like arms to his back. The picture flickered before it vanished from my eyes, the little boy's face quite pale as he gasped for air, like he had been holding his breath under water for a tad too long. My eyebrow arched as I pondered over the scene. Expecting to get an answer from the little boy, I looked at him. "Forgive my tardy presentation, seems that I still can't control my projection well. But Ciel Phantomhive will die if I don't do this. He will be abused violently if I don't tell him what to do, even so even if he manages to wake up, that creep will injure him badly, damaging my from too as I sap Ciel's soul for my own subsistence, killing him softly from the inside out…" The boy concluded, tears clinging onto his long lashes. My lips formed a thin line as I got up and walked towards my great grand-child. "You are very brave, for one so tender and young. Very well, I shall slightly alter Ciel Phantomhive's fate but you'll still suffer and you'll consume Ciel Phantomhive's soul in the process, we only hope that that foolish grandson of mine makes the right choice." My long arms wrapped around the lithe figure as I pulled in closer, something wet rimming my eyes as his small arms enclosed my waist. So young yet so brave, there is no one like him. Yet I could not do much to help him, for fear of incurring the death God's wrath and brewing unwanted trouble to stir the peace that I've finally created between those… those creatures and us. The little arms detached itself from my strong frame, the owner of those arms fading, a shimmery mist clouding around him. His mouth opened, silent words tumbled out. "Thank you, great grandfather. I must be off now, to save my mo-" His sentence was cut off as the mist swallowed him, sending him off to where ever he was headed to. "May luck be with you," I whispered back, tapping on the shoulder that had disappeared. I sighed and shook my old head and trailed back to my throne as my ministers stepped in with silent footfalls, their robes rustling like a raven's wing.

The king was brought back to reality as the scene faded and was tucked away into part of his mind, to be remembered for a long time. A heavy sigh rumpled his sturdy frame again as his face took to a serious side, facing Sebastian. "Have you made a choice?" Lucifer asked, an expression so grim that it made Sebastian feel like a three year old, when he had accidently spilled ink over his grandfather's precious documents. Sebastian gave a thin smile that didn't reach his eyes and nodded, once in response. Using his glinting fangs, Sebastian smoothly pulled off his white glove covering his insignia as his beloved and respected grandfather handed a elaborate dagger, the hilt decorated with the same insignia that covered the back of Sebastian's left hand and Ciel's 'blind' eye. Sebastian took it with his right hand firmly and placed the tip on his left hand. "Forgive me…" He whispered to the still struggling Ciel as a drop of clear maroon slid down.

A quick slash and blood erupted from the gaping wound; the insignia broke and began to fade. The flow of crimson liquid washed away the remaining signs of the broken contract. It finally stopped bleeding on its own when all traces of the pinnacle disappeared, Ciel's soul was free. "Let's step back." Lucifer suggested as the other two gave their nod of approval and gave Sebastian and Ciel their private space. A cool and long tongue snaked out in search for something, until in came into contact with the luscious pearly skin of Ciel's neck. Sebastian hungrily licked the base of Ciel's neck, where it connected with his shoulder and bit down, the taste of pure, clean blood burst in Sebastian's mouth, his senses heightened as he felt euphoric. With much reluctance, Sebastian withdrew from Ciel's delightful presence after a few gulps, not wanting to drain the poor boy. He then rolled up one of his sleeves, and looked at his wrist. Without second thoughts, Sebastian bit down, squirming at the pain that shot all the way to the back of his head. He lifted Ciel's head gently and fed his blood through Ciel's mouth, sharing a searing hot kiss, Sebastian's tongue intertwining with Ciel's surprisingly responsive one as Ciel gulped down every single drop. Ciel stirred groggily, Sebastian pulled away as his (former) master gasped for air, his eyes still closed- a sleeping doll. The little devil moved slightly now, the chaos settled inside Ciel, everything was going to be alright. Sebastian stroked Ciel's hair lovingly and closed his eyes, entering into Ciel's formless dreams once again.

The black space void of anything faded and a white light spilled through, warming my cold body as a familiar hand reached out from above me. I ran to it, knowing that he would be there, regardless, a calming peace settled in my heart, removing the heavy shackles that once burdened it. I shot forth and felt his welcoming embrace melting into my body, we became one. "Everything's alright now…" He repeated the words again and again, like a lullaby that I once heard, a very long time ago. I placed a hand on my lower abdomen where our son laid and my lips cracked into a genuine smile. "You saved him…" My words came out in a breathless murmur as I hugged Sebastian tighter, the three of us completing the full picture. I could feel Sebastian grinning his Cheshire trademark. "Let's go," Sebastian suggested, hooking his arm to mine and we stepped out of the flowery dream, only now; it wasn't, not anymore. What left behind were the broken moments of today and the remnants of the rusty shackles.

Color finally returned to the wax like face and Ciel's eyelids fluttered, his cool sapphire eyes glistening with moisture. The first thing his mind processed was to grab Sebastian's head, his thin fingers lacing around his (former) butler's raven hair. Ciel's face was deliciously close, so close that Sebastian was intoxicated with Ciel's scent, as his pouty lips were hovering a few inches away from him, tempting Sebastian into a passionate kiss. Sebastian closed the distance between them, their lips crushing into each other, tongue snaking out and twirled around in a fervent waltz as Sebastian claimed for dominance, earning a luscious moan from Ciel. Ciel responded to Sebastian's every touch and every graze as he pushed Ciel to the limit, their hard bodies rocking slightly in their making-out session, fully unaware of the three spectators that stood gaping for a moment before a faint smile appeared on their faces. Sebastian cradled Ciel softly, with uttermost care, not wanting to pin his weight down on his delicate partner. Soon after, they broke for air, Ciel panting and blushing wildly; just realizing his supporting spectators and hid his head on the crook of Sebastian's shoulders.

The black portal opened with the sound of a thousand rustling raven wings, welcoming the three figures back to where they really belonged to. Belial waved and nodded slightly, wishing his cousin and his… mate all the best before stepping in. Lucifer shook his head contentedly before speaking. "You'll get your decree soon enough. Even though it has come to this stage, I must say Sebastian; I'm proud of you." His grandfather wore a solemn expression but his smiling eyes gave it away. Finally, Mephisto stepped forward, placing his finely wrinkled hand atop Sebastian's shoulder. "You did well…" His father's words left hanging in the air while awkwardness seeped in to cover the holes of his sentence. Mephisto's lips formed a thin line as he thought of his words carefully. "No matter what, just treat my grandchild well. Or I just might come and drag you back and give you a hell of a trashing." Mephisto gazed at Ciel, a silent contact. I'll make sure he won't Ciel thought, Mephisto catching his words clearly. Mephisto stepped into the shrinking hole until it shrunk to the size no bigger than the eye of a needle before a fine thin line of white sealed it off.

Sebastian held Ciel tenderly, their precious son in between them as he nuzzled Ciel's soft head. Sebastian stayed there for a moment, contended by hearing Ciel's steady and deep breathing. "Let's head back, shall we?" Sebastian suggested, though it was more like he announced it to his sleeping beauty as he shot off, like a brilliant shooting star in the night, Ciel snuggled safely in Sebastian's arms.

A/N:WOOTS! Finally done with this chapter… I had to listen 'tell me goodbye' and 'it's you' over and over again to get the settings right, just hope that it really touched you guys ^^ I was too happy that I almost forgot to write this thingy down here at the bottom :D haha :) shall go rest myself now, BIG concert coming up in a few days and I GOT BLISTERS! From cooking that is. But it's nooo biggie ^^ I'm ALLLRIGHT. Wait… I'M ALLEFT! Hahah :D see you again on the next chapter :)

SPOILER: smexeh and hawt Sebastian coming up on the next chapter ^^ soooo, stay tuned~ AND REVIEW! OTHERWISE I'LL GO OFF WITH KANAME AND ZERO! Hiakhiakhiak ^^ *I'm not that bad But; there's a chance! :D*