A/N: A word to the wise, grab a couple of boxes of tissues if you're an easy crier for this one. I made myself cry writing parts of it so…This might be unusual, but I want you all to listen to a song while you read this if you can at all. It's called "Fix You" by Coldplay, and it's the song to which I wrote this chapter. It will add SO much if you listen while you read. The lyrics are amazing. Hopefully you'll be able to tell which parts of the story go with which parts of the song. Let me know what you think. =)

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Following the three day journey back to London, a thickness hung in the air of the Phantomhive estate when the young master returned home. Sebastian was fading quickly, and there was nothing anyone could do about it. Calling a doctor was pointless. This was a wound inflicted with a weapon no human doctor had ever encountered on a creature no human doctor had ever examined. All there was to do was wait and see if Sebastian survived the night.

The servants, having heard about the sinking of the ship, had waited expectantly on the stairs when the Ciel's carriage rumbled up the drive. There was another carriage belonging to the family of Lady Elizabeth behind the front one. Ciel had exited first, and was rushed by the overjoyed servants, but the joy they expressed was soon quelled.

Aria left the coach next. Tears stained her cheeks, and blood stained her dress. Snake, even more quiet than normal, had helped her down as a third person emerged from the carriage. It was Elizabeth's father, and draped across his strong arms, was the lifeless form of Sebastian.

"Dear, God," Bard breathed. Meirin's hands went to her mouth as she gasped. Sebastian was covered in blood from head to toe, and appeared to still be bleeding from the terrible wound in his middle even through the thick bandages that had been applied.

Silently, the black parade went up to one of the guest rooms. Ciel insisted the butler be laid there as he would be more comfortable than down in the servants' quarters.

That was three hours ago.

Now, Ciel and Aria sat next to Sebastian's bed. Ciel's arms remained crossed over his chest as he stared blankly at the floor with Elizabeth at his side. Aria laid her head next to Sebastian's arm. Across the room, Bard leaned against the wall. Tenaka sat next to him in full form. In the opposite corner, Snake crouched with his slithering companions covering him. Meirin and Finny flitted in and out of the room as things were needed.

Sebastian's breathing had grown continually raspy and shallow, his pulse barely detectable. The demon could go without such things as a heartbeat and breathing, but his condition was such now that it was necessitated and a great struggle. His ebony hair stuck to his brow by the drops of sweat that covered his feverish face, yet Sebastian shivered, his expression a pained grimace.

Suddenly, though, he relaxed, opening his eyes, and looked at the somber crowd around his bed.

"Should you all…not be…working?" he struggled to get the words out.

"Finny! Meirin! He's awake!" Bard called out the door. The two raced back in the room. Seeing the head butler like this pained the servants as well. Sebastian could be harsh with them, but he was always judicious. Always giving them exactly what they deserved. More than that, he had taught them everything they knew about surviving in society. It was the kindness of the Master that had given them a place to go, but it was Sebastian who had pushed them to reach their full potential. He was always the strongest, always the unflinching pillar they could look to in times of need. But now, there he lay, in pain and dying, and they were useless in the fight for his life.

Slowly, Sebastian lifted a trembling hand to Aria. She took it, pulling it to the side of her face, covering it in tears. The butler didn't say anything, but stared for a long time into her emerald eyes before turning to Ciel.

"Master…" he gasped, his breaths suddenly having a gurgling quality about them as blood began leaking into his lungs, "Master…I beg…your forgiveness…" Ciel started to speak, but Sebastian slowly shook his head. "This is the end…of our journey here…my young L—" Sebastian's speech was cut off by a fit of coughing, crimson blood spilling from his lips.

Aria grabbed his trembling shoulders and rolled him to his side.

"Breathe," she whispered, "Just breathe."

Laying the demon on his back once again, Aria dabbed his face with a cool cloth. Sebastian drew in a rattling breath and held it for a moment, looking at Aria with a soft smile. As he released that cherished breath, his eyes fluttered shut, and he was gone.

"Sebastian?" Ciel stood, grasping the demon's collar, "SEBASTIAN!" His cries fell on deaf ears. The butler was now completely motionless. The pained expression on his face was now gone. The fevered trembling had stilled. The labored breaths had ceased.

Bard moved forward, pulling Ciel from Sebastian's prone form. Just like before, when they had been trying to draw out the murderer in the mansion and he'd been acting, Ciel fought fiercely against the man restraining him…only this time, no one was acting.

Aria stood slowly, a look of absolute horror and raw pain on her face. Everyone in the room paused to watch her, even Ciel with his tear streaked cheeks. Without warning, the girl started backwards, falling over the chair she'd been sitting in. She stood, stumbling for the door as if she were fleeing for her very life. Running as fast as her feet would carry her, Aria bounded down the hallways.

On her way down the massive staircase, the frantic girl tripped and tumbled down the lower flight. The pain was intense, but it didn't stop her. Aria continued running until she was out on the grounds of the estate. It was then that she began screaming, releasing the pain that threatened to burst her very heart.

She buried her head in her hands, then released it and began kicking the ground as she screamed.

"I have been faithful!" Aria stood straight and tall, raising her arms out to her sides, gazing at the heavens. "I. HAVE. BEEN. FAITHFUL!"

Just then, a heavy rain began to pour down on the Seraph where she stood bearing her heart to the cloudy sky. She took several ragged breaths before continuing.

"PLEASE, Father! PLEASE don't take him from me!" She sobbed, "I have done what You asked! I left Your side! Now here I am with no idea what I'm doing, and this is my family! I know what he is, and I know it might be wrong, but PLEASE, PLEASE, GOD don't take him from me! I will accept punishment for my crimes of loving a demon, but PLEASE don't let that punishment be this!He has made me happy. He and these humans have given me a home. I cannot live in this place without him. If I cannot have him back, then please let me DIE! If ever I have earned your favor, Father, grant me this: GIVE HIM BACK to me!"

Suddenly, there was a flash of lightening and a deafening crack of thunder. Aria gasped and fell to the ground. She lay there, curled in a ball, and wept as she never had before while the heavens themselves cried down on her. It felt as though her heart was being ripped from her chest, and no amount of screaming relieved the agony. She shivered both from cold and pain.

"I have been faithful," she whispered, begging. "Please…please…give him back…spare his life…please…"

Just then, a hand was laid on Aria's shoulder. She flinched, but otherwise didn't give a response. Just continued her pleading whispers.

"Aria," the owner of the hand spoke. Aria gasped, looking slowly over her shoulder with glazed eyes, afraid to even hope. There, leaned over her with the rain dripping off his ebony hair, was Sebastian. His eyes brimming with soothing assurance, he lifted her head and placed it against his own, holding her trembling body tightly. With his lips touching her ear he whispered softly to her, "Come back to me, my dearest. Everything is alright now. He heard your cries…come back to me now and rest."

New tears flooded Aria's cheeks, only this time her sobs were mixed with laughter of disbelief. She lifted her head, holding his face in her hands. It was perfect. Slowly, the chilling rain washed away the blood, and his warm breathing caused puffs of mist to form between them. She laughed again, still holding his face.

Without warning, the demon pulled her closer. He, too, laughed and whispered in her ear.

"Thank you…thank you for loving a demon like me."

Then, Sebastian pulled back before pressing his lips to Aria's. There, in the pouring rain, while the storm continued to dance in ghostly promenades around them, they shared the passionate kiss of love almost lost.

Aria's heart danced within her chest, and every fiber of her being tingled with inexpressible joy. God had heard her cries. He had honored her faithful service. He had given her love back to her…had given back her reason for living.

Sebastian had stood at the Throne of Grace for the second time in his life. This time, though, instead of having judgment passed upon him, Sebastian had been charged with the task of protecting the one for which he'd already vowed to lay down his life.

And then he'd heard it. Echoing through the throne room, Aria's pain stricken voice had brought tears to the eyes of every being present. Even the Father longed to end the suffering of his precious creation.

"Go now," an ethereal voice had spoken. Another Seraph stood before him. "Go back to her now, and all will be well."

Sebastian's eyes had opened to find that he was in the midst of a room full of mourners. Even his young master was on his knees by the bedside.

"Where is Aria?" the sound of his voice had caused the group to jump back. There was no time for explanation, however. If he didn't get to her soon, his beloved seraph would die.

Sebastian had run down the stairs and out the door following the fading light of Aria's aura. When he found her, the girl was already beyond broken. Her light was steadily dimming where she lay on the wet ground. He had knelt beside her, speaking softly to her. When she'd locked her gaze with his, Sebastian had felt his heart skip a beat.

Now, here he was, doing what he'd so longed to do from the first time he'd heard her sing. He held her tightly, and she wrapped her fingers in his raven hair in an eternal kiss.

Finny, Meirin, Bard, and the others ran outside, and almost collapsed at the sight they found there. Without realizing, in their moment of blissful release, both Sebastian and Aria had let go of their human facades. In a brilliant circle of yin and yang, the seraph and the demon hovered a story in the air in their true forms. Aria's six wings of light and Sebastian's two raven feathered ones formed the edges of a bright orb.

And in the middle, Aria's light met Sebastian's night in their beautiful ecstasy, the like of which has never been seen again.

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A/N: Hope that wasn't and epic let down…I haven't decided yet what I'll do from here. I know I want to continue the story as I have a few more ideas up my sleeve, but should I end this "Divine Symphony" and start a sequel or keep it all together here? Any thoughts? Throw those opinions in on top of the ones for this chapter. Till next time!