Marry me, marry me, marry me. . .
Sebastian's words echoed around Ciel's head as he stared at the other demon.
Marry me, marry me, marry me. . .
There had been a time when those word would have been rejected, laughed at, scorned at, but this was not the same simple-minded world the two had once lived in. There wasn't really anyone who mattered who could say much about such a union because it was acceptable now.
Marry me, marry me, marry me. . .
And Ciel wasn't entirely the same person. Much was still the same; his liking for tea, as he just found out, and his love for Sebastian but he had lost all dignity and, his pride? That was defiantly out of the window.
Marry me, marry me, marry me. . .
So, of course, Ciel already had his answer. His answer had been known for a hundred and twenty two years, maybe longer, the young one just hadn't known it until now.
Marry me, marry me, marry me. . .
"Ciel?"
Marry me, marry me, marry me. . .
The temptation to say 'no' was there but this was Sebastian. There was no one like him in the world and, in all his lives, he had never loved anyone more. Ciel's answer was simple and obvious. "Yes." Ciel said.
Yes, yes, yes. . .
"You. . .you'll marry me?" Sebastian
Yes, yes, yes. . .
Ciel answered by leaning across the table to kiss his other half. "Yes."
Yes, yes, yes. . .
Sebastian's eyes shone with tears of joy and he kissed his Lover with all the passion in the changing world. They moved from the kitchen, on to the sofa in front of the TV. Ciel managed to arrange himself so that he was on top. It was wonderful to be able to kiss Sebastian like this, with no fear that someone would catch them or that they would be made fools of.
The young one pulled back.
"I have bound you to me in several different ways." Ciel whispered. "I hold the contract that binds us together. . ." he tucked the hair over his odd eye behind his ear to show of the violet iris and the pentagram that was still very visible "I have your heart, as you have mine. I have your body, you have mine and you own my soul. Why another?"
Sebastian laughed. "Because I want to bind you to me in every way possible." he said. "Marriage is one we haven't covered yet, my Love. I want you to be mine completely and undeniably."
Grinning in response, Ciel dipped down and kissed his demon with the all burning heat only a Phoenix could provide. "I was already yours, you moronic idiot."
"Where are you taking me?" Ciel demanded a couple of hours later as Sebastian practically dragged the younger demon down street after street after getting a taxi to drive them a few streets away from their destination.
"All in good time." Sebastian replied as they crossed yet another road.
Finally they reached a large house with red curtains at the window and a red door. It was a nice house with its own sort of charm and a tidy garden. Sebastian knocked and the door opened after the third knock to reveal a red haired reaper dressed in a red t-shirt and plain tight jeans.
"Sebastian! I wasn't expecting you today!" Grell Sutcliff exclaimed, delighted to see his old friend, then his face fell when he spotted who Sebastian was with and shock took delight's place. "He. . .you. . .hello, Lord Phantomhive."
Ciel grinned at the reaper, moved passed Sebastian and threw his arms around the red head. He pulled back after only a second. "Grell, it's good to see you." Ciel said.
Grell looked at Sebastian. "he's changed."
Ciel laughed as Sebastian grinned.
Grell allowed the lovebirds inside. "Well, Lord Phantomhive. . ."
"Seriously?" Ciel said in the most unlordly way he could. "What happened to the informal Grell we all know and love?"
Grell studied the last Phantomhive and a grin stretched across his face. "It's good to see you too, you little Brat." the insult was said with affection. Ciel's smile became even brighter.
Sebastian sat down. "Well, Grell, I have some news for you."
"Uh oh, serious face," Grell said sitting opposite the elder demon.
"Yes, and I'm the one that's going to have to put up with it for the rest of eternity." Ciel said sitting next to Sebastian.
"You are?"
Ciel nodded.
"We're getting married, Grell." Sebastian explained.
Grell just sat there for a moment looking from one demon to the other. Them he let out the most girlish squeal, jumped up and punched the air. "I knew it!" he announced before sitting back down.
"Liar." chuckled Sebastian.
"Whatever. Will? WILL?"
Feet stomped down the stairs and a half dressed William T. Spears hurried into the lounge. "What? What is it?" William asked then spotted the elder demon. "Oh. Hello, Sebastian." Ciel peered around Sebastian to see the second reaper. "Phantomhive? You completed your training, then."
"Evidently." Ciel said not impolitely.
"Good. Now your butler can finally shut up about you." William said pulling on a shirt Grell had just thrown at him. Ciel smiled and slid his hand into Sebastian's.
"They're getting married, Willy." Grell informed the other reaper enthusiastically. It was really hard to remember that Grell was male, sometimes. Well, most of the time, actually.
William looked at the two, startled. "What? The demonling agreed?"
"It would seem Ciel has gotten over the whole pride and dignity thing." Grell said cheerfully.
"Ciel, huh?"
"Well, it's not like you can keep calling me 'my Lord' all the time." Ciel said with a grin. "That was so last century."
Everyone laughed.
Now everyone was more at ease, Grell turned the TV on. Ciel snuggled up to his lover. . .no. . . his fiancé, as the two demons and the two reapers all sat together and just watched what ever was on TV.
Ciel and Sebastian spent the day with Grell, who was only too happy about this. It was a surprise how much fun Grell could be when he wasn't acting like a lunatic. In turn, Grell found Ciel wasn't quite so cold now his wall of dignity and pride had crumbled into a small mountain of rubble. The red head could finally clearly see that brilliant glow that had been hidden from all eyes except Sebastian's.
All Ciel's walls and shields had come down and the young demon proved himself to be a very warm hearted, funny and slightly bubbly person. Grell soon found himself liking the younger demon a whole lot more, especially when Ciel offered to wash up after dinner that evening. He was forbidden, of course. It was still his birthday after all.
Ciel left with Sebastian when he had started yawning uncontrollably.
They walked hand in hand down the streets, the half moon shining brightly down on them.
"OI, FAGGOT!" an unfamiliar voice called.
Sebastian and Ciel turned to see a gang of youths walking towards them. Each and every one of the was wearing a hoodie of some description and were carrying some kind of blunt instrument.
"Hello." Ciel said calmly as Sebastian tensed and the boys were just the length of an arm away.
"Yo, faggot." said one. "What? Can't get yourself a girlfriend, mate?"
"If I'm anyone's mate, it would be his." Ciel said gesturing at Sebastian. "Now, seriously. Turn around and go home. I'm not in the mood to fight a bunch of homophobic assholes."
The gang member that had spoken smacked Ciel with a bat. Sebastian was about to make a move when Ciel started laughing. "Oh, you had to go there." Ciel said glaring at his attacker. "Now you've pissed me off." Sebastian blinked. Since when did Ciel swear? "Do you know what happens when I get angry?" the other guy backed away. "I burn."
Fire.
Ciel was made of fire.
Sebastian backed away as the boys ran.
Ciel threw spouts of fire at them, purposely missing each time.
It was the first time Sebastian had ever seen Ciel loose his temper.
And it was the first time Sebastian ever truly felt afraid of his young lover.
Once the boys had vanished, Ciel let go of his power and anger. Energy fading, he turned to Sebastian and winced. "Sorry. . ." he muttered before his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he collapsed to the ground.
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Sebastian had somehow managed to get his lover home and into bed without going insane.
Ciel still was not responding to Sebastian shaking him and calling out his name. The only reason Sebastian hadn't renounced him dead was the fact that, thank God, Ciel was breathing.
It was torture waiting for Ciel to awaken.
There was no sign if movement except the gentle rising and falling of his chest.
Sebastian came to the conclusion that it was the young one's power that had put him in this state.
The elder demon lay on his side beside the younger, watching Ciel breathe.
What if he didn't wake up?
What would happen then?
Then I'll find a way to sleep eternally too.