~Sebastian's POV~
When Sebastian emerged into the realm of reality once again, he knew that there was no time to assess the damage done to his master or the others. Before he could do anything, he had to kill the grim reaper, or Shinigami as the host club called it. Afterwards, would be the downfall of Saburo Hitachiin.
Sebastian faced Saske, who had wide eyes. However, he quickly recovered from his shock.
"Disgusting demon," he grumbled. "So, not content with the viewing of your cinematics? No one has ever been known to be able to break their records like that, meaning that you're strong. However," he paused, as he raised his death scythe. "I'm stronger."
"Stronger than you can imagine," Sebastian said tightly, and saw Ciel glance at him sideways.
Saske began to laugh hardly, clutching his stomach. "You fool, you stupid little fool!" he stopped laughing, and looked up at Sebastian with a crazed look in his eye. "You'll never know strength ever again after I'm done with you."
Sebastian glanced at Ciel, who was pale with his forehead beaded with sweat. They made eye contact, and Ciel nodded.
It was official. The battle was on, and Sebastian was to win at all costs.
~Ciel's POV~
While Saburo was distracted by watching Sebastian and Saske, Ciel slid his way over to Tamaki, who looked extremely frail in the low lighting. His eyes were glassy, and shaky breaths rattled from his chest.
"You're gonna make it, Senpai," Ciel whispered, pressing his hands down on the wound in an attempt to slow the flow of blood. "I won't let you die this way…you shouldn't have tried to protect me!"
"I had to," Tamaki whispered, chuckling slightly. "You seem so…lonely. I don't know you that well, but there's definitely something different about you. I don't care if you consider our friendship as fake, I still consider you a good person, Shieru. Yes, I'll survive. We both will."
Ciel felt relief at Tamaki's positivity, even in the dire situation they were in. He definitely felt as if Tamaki was not to be underestimated from now on.
~Sebastian's POV~
Saske continually swung his scythe around like a madman, with Sebastian dodging with graceful ease. His moves were so overly predictable; it was almost too pathetic to watch. The Shinigami took another swing, and Sebastian black flipped out of the way, followed by a solid quick kick behind the legs to knock him down. The death scythe slid out of Saske's hands, and Sebastian picked it up and stood over the grim reaper with a large smile.
"Oh dear, defeated already? You grim reaper's truly aren't designed for combat," Sebastian grinned, and slow began slicing Saske's skin with the scythe. "Well, I suppose it was your fault foe engaging me in battle. Besides, you're meant to collect souls, not murder demons! Unless you count stealing our souls that is."
Saske growled at him. "This…isn't…over."
"And what do you mean by…" Sebastian didn't get to finish, as a gunshot penetrated the air around them.
