Ciel awoke in a twisted duvet and very much alone.

He had been dreaming. It had been a wonderful dream.

Sebastian had turned up on the doorstep and had promised him forever. It had been so realistic but he couldn't dream forever. Even he knew that. So he sat up and got out of the blankets somehow then frowned. Some of the sheets off the bed were missing.

Ciel shook his head. It was probably nothing.

Then he heard the whistling.

The once-boy froze. The tune was familiar, like one of the tunes Sebastian had played on the violin.

Dressing quickly, Ciel stumbled out of his room to see his lost love in the kitchen cooking breakfast.

Not a dream . . .

Sebastian was interrupted by a desperate, hungry, passionate mouth. He put down whatever was in his hands so that he could wrap his arms around the master they had been absent of for so many decades. His hands roamed up the t-shirt the young one was wearing, feeling the familiar smooth skin. Then his fingers halted and Sebastian pulled away. "You haven't been eating properly." he said as his thumbs brushed the young one's bony chest.

"You mean we can actually eat human food?" Ciel asked with surprised.

"Yes." Sebastian told him. "Once over a century old."

Ciel blinked. "That explains a lot."

It was nice, talking like this. Casual. Like nothing had ever changed. Sebastian loved it, loved this boy. No. Loved this man. "Do you want some tea with your breakfast?" he asked the younger demon with a grin.

Ciel laughed and pressed himself closer.

Touch. Kiss. Feel.

They were together again.

I won't leave you, my Lord. Upon my honour, this I swear.

They ate breakfast together, something neither of them had ever thought would happen. They laughed and they talked. They got to re-know each other again. They talked about the changes over the decades, the music and the fashion. They even spoke about cars for a minute until they had established that neither one nor the other were really into motors of any kind.

And they laughed. Oh how they laughed, each drunk on happiness. Each high on the other's presence.

Then they calmed down and looked down at the mugs of tea in front of them.

"What happened after they took me?" Ciel asked softly.

A small gasp escaped Sebastian's lips as he winced at the memory. "I tried to get to you but not even I am a match for hundreds of my own kind. I couldn't defeat them, though I tried. I swear I did but. . ." he let out a sigh. "They left me there nearing death. I would have died if it hadn't of been for Lau. He gave me his soul so that I would live. I don't know how he knew what to do but. . .all he wanted in return was for me to find you. I did. I found you but they wouldn't let me see you. I couldn't touch you. So I waited."

"How long did you wait?" Ciel asked.

Sebastian smiled gently. "Until you opened your door and let me in."

Ciel didn't smile back but his eyes showed the joy, the affection and the love that Sebastian needed. "So, what do we do now?" the last Phantomhive asked.

Sebastian reached out and took his master's hand. "My Lord. . ."

Ciel put a finger to Sebastian's lips. "Don't call me that, Sebastian. You have no need to. I am not your master anymore."

Sebastian's smile widened. "Does that mean I can order you about too?"

"Depends on what you want." was the reply that was given as Ciel removed his fingers.

The hand gripping Ciel's squeezed lightly.

Ciel. . .

"Marry me."

Yeah, I bet Ciel didn't expect that.