Luka told the entire household of the news. Ciel Phantomhive and Jim Macken were getting married. From there, the duo called their friends, and informed them, along with what happened the Preston, so the exchange was very bittersweet. The six were delighted that the two demons were making such a step, but were saddened by the news that they were no longer the sensational seven.

Life goes on, however. Wherever Preston may be, the others had their own lives to attend to. Right now, for example, the demonic duo was discussing what all needed to go on their marriage certificate when they applied at H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G. More precisely, what names would be on it.

"You don't have to change your name if you don't want to." Insisted the Watchdog, sitting on the sofa across from the one that his future spouse sat on. "I personally don't want to change mine, so asking you to feel as though you must wouldn't be fair."

Alois' face was flushed again as blood flooded his cheeks at the thought. It certainly wouldn't be the last time that it would throughout this ordeal. In truth, he was eager to rid himself of the name "Trancy" for good, and while he felt now resentment toward the name "Macken", it still didn't have the same ring as his partner's surname. A good part of him, however, was simply excited to be considered family. Being given his spouses name would label him as belonging to Ciel, and the blonde absolutely loved that idea.

Pausing, the menace took his time in both calming down and in thinking of what he wanted to do, but he was flustered and started to daydream. Poor Alois was distracted by his own thoughts, leaving the bluenette waiting for his reply. Unfortunately, the long silence made Ciel uneasy. The watchdog was flustered as well, despite his seriousness, and was starting to feel a bit nervous.

"Uhm, if you need some time to think about it, I don't mind…" Ciel informed, snapping his beau from his trance. "I understand. There's no rush. It's just that one has to have the forms filled out a certain amount of days before the ceremony."

"O-oh! Sorry, I got distracted…" bashfully admitted Alois, fidgeting in his seat. Clearing his throat, he then continued. "I don't mind taking your name. In fact, I kind of like the idea…"

Now it was the Watchdog's turn to blush, his cheeks staining themselves bright red as he averted his gaze. One hand covered his mouth as he tried to contain himself, and the other tightly gripped his knee. Ciel loved the idea of making Alois a Phantomhive. The man was known to be prideful of his family name as most nobles are, and the idea of sharing that with the menace caused his more older, more conservative, and more "traditional" side internally do backflips.

"'Jim Phantomhive'…" he unwittingly said aloud, causing his beau to be taken aback just a tad.

"I… I love that…" Alois said in response, his own blush darkening. His answer pulled the Watchdog back to reality. Ciel's face lit up with excitement as he momentarily forgot to conceal it. "It has a really great ring to it."

"O-oh." The bluenette uttered before clearing his throat. "Well… I-I guess that's settled, then."

"Pfft-! You don't have to act so cool, you know. I know you're excited." Grinned the other demon, standing from his seat before walking around the coffeetable and plopping down next to his beau. He leaned against Ciel's shoulder, taking his hand and intertwining their fingers. "We're going to be married, so you can always be honest with me. In fact, you're cute when you're excited."

"Well… I didn't want you to feel like you had to just go along with what I liked…"

"That doesn't mean you have to still hide it, now." Alois said, taking his free hand and reaching up to pinch his lover's cheek. "C'mon, let me see that adorkable happy face~!"

Alois smiled as his pestering got through to the Watchdog, causing Ciel to laugh. His beau took his hand, forcing him to cease his bothering in order to kiss Alois' fingers. He lovingly smiled at the soon-to-be Phantomhive, simply enjoying the sight of him and his very presence.

"Old habits die hard." Ciel answered finally. "I'm sorry. It's a little embarrassing to be so old fashioned. There's a little bit of 'noble pride' in that. It's been drilled into my head, you know. Somehow one hundred years isn't enough to shake it."

"Wouldn't that mean that you should marry another noble?" questioned the blonde. "My pedigree isn't exactly 'pristine'."

"That doesn't matter to me. I care more about the fact that you're the one I love. I wouldn't be excited at all if it were anyone else." Ciel answered, tilting the blonde's chin up so that he could look at him directly in the face. "You may not be a blue blood, but your heart is nobler than that of most nobles. You're strong, brave, tenacious, cunning, and you have a strong sense of morality. You are perfect for the Phantomhive family. Even if you weren't, you're the one I want."

He paused to kiss his beau, using his free hand to cup Alois' cheek once he pulled away. "I've thought long and hard about this, you know. Selfishly, I do want you to become part of the Phantomhive family, because out of everyone in the world, I love you the most."

A wide grin appeared on his visage as the blonde moved to hide by pressing his face against Ciel's neck. The Watchdog could feel the heat from his beau's skin, taking it as a sign that he was successful with his flattery. Untangling their fingers, Ciel wrapped his arms around Alois' shoulders, pulling him close so that he could continue to conceal himself while maintaining the Watchdog's affections.

"Are you trying to make me cry again?" the blonde asked, his voice somewhat muffled. "I can't take this much happiness all at once…"

"I'm sorry. I like making you happy." Said Ciel. He kissed the man's head before continuing. "I'm really looking forward to being your husband, you know?"

"I know." Giggled the menace, still refusing to show his face. "I'm looking forward to yours, too, Mister Phantomhive."

"I'm glad," began Ciel, holding his beau tighter with a blush "Mister Phantomhive."