There was nothing but white. Ciel kneeled on nothing. White. In white clothing, a simple pullover shirt and linen trousers. All was silent. It was superbly serine. Except for one thing. There was the angel.

"What's your name?"

"My name, Ciel?

"Yes, your name. You never told me your name."

There was a pause as the Angel thought for a moment.

"I am not like Angela, you know. She fell. I have never nor will I ever lose my faith in what I am. Even angels have rules, Ciel. We're not to have names. To name oneself would result in our immediate banishment from our home. I have no name. I am simply an angel. And you belong to me, now."

Ciel just kept looking off into the distance that was the angel's eye. He didn't feel anything. "So we're in heaven then? You've brought me to heaven?"

The angel smiled and nodded her head softly. "Yes my dear, you are in heaven. Your soul has been purified, and our lord has redeemed you. You are now free to enjoy paradise."

Ciel's expression stayed blank and unmoving. "What is there here to enjoy? There's nothing here. I don't even feel anything. Not angry, not sorrowful, not happy. What could be here to enjoy? I'm not even a demon anymore. What am I?"

"Worry not, my dear. The feeling will pass. Heaven is whatever you make of it. And yes, you are no longer a demon. You're just a person. Now, think of what you want, and you will have it. Heaven can be almost anything you want it to be.

"Almost?"

The angel looked away quickly. "Oh, never mind. Now, why don't you conjure something up? It is a bit dull at the moment, don't you agree?"

Ciel nodded and conjured the first thing that came to his mind. Before him stood a tall man and a woman holding his hand, backs turned to Ciel.

"Where- what is this, Vincent?"

"Rachel, this looks familiar-"

Ciel gasped and the two released their partner's hand and whirled around, startled. They both stared for a moment, but realizing what was happening, smiles began to creep onto their lips. Ciel stared, utterly shocked his heart screaming, his thoughts going a mile a minute. Still, only twp words came out as he looked at the two beaming faces. "You're here."

Vincent took a step forward and laughed, tears beginning to well up in his chocolate brown eyes. The laugh shook the void, seeming to ring out forever.

Rachel's jaw had dropped, and covering her open mouth with both her hands, sank to her knees. "My Ciel." She whispered. A sniffle escaped her, and they remained like that for what seemed like eternity. Ciel felt a tear drip down his face. He wiped his face with the back of his hand, and brought the hand away, half expecting to see red. But it was clear.

"Mama! Papa!" Ciel cried out. He raced forward, charging into the arms of his long lost parents, sobbing and laughing uncontrollably. "I missed you so much! I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you! Please never leave me again!" Ciel choked out, feeling utterly safe, finally protected in the arms of his parents.

"We love you too Ciel, oh thank almighty god, he's given you back you us! Oh thank you, god," She sobbed.

"Yes, thank you, god." Said Vincent, looking completely and absolutely peaceful.

Ciel felt again. He could feel the joy of having been reunited with his parents. He felt the remnants of the agony that had been subconsciously weighing down on his shoulders every moment of his life after the death of his parents. But it was only the traces of the stress. A giant load was lifted off of him in that moment. He was free.

After hours of talking excitedly with his parents, Ciel realized something was still missing. Lizzie wasn't here. He missed her so much, despite the constant pestering, the pink, the bows, and the use of his servants as decorations; Ciel still longed to see his fiancé. She was practically his sister. And even though he had never wanted any sort of romance with her, he loved her with all his heart. Ciel closed his eyes, squeezed them so tight, lights danced behind his eyelids, willing Lizzie to appear in front of him. He waited for the sound of the pop, and the lovely squeal, and yet nothing came. Ciel opened his eyes and looked to the angel who had been standing in the distance, eyeing him and his family.

"Where's Lizzy?"

"Well whatever do you mean, precious Ciel?"

"I want Lizzie to come. Where is she?"

The angel sighed and gave a small smile of sympathy.

"Oh Ciel, you silly goose! Lizzie isn't here. Her time hasn't come yet. She is still alive on earth.

Of course, why hadn't Ciel thought of that? Ciel looked at his feet, disappointed.

"Tell you what? I'll grant you a brief visit to earth so that you can visit her. It will be my little favor to you, precious Ciel."

Ciel giggled in glee at the prospect. "Could you really do that?"

"Yes Ciel, of course. Take my hand and we shall go." She flew toward Ciel, reaching out her dainty hand. Immediately, Ciel took it, and the white envelope of light surrounded them once more.

Lizzie lay on soft pink sheets, on her pink painted bed in her pink painted room. Even she sometimes marveled at how long she obsession with the color had lasted. With her head propped up on a pillow, she held in her hands a photo album. As she looked through the pages, she sniffled at the sight of every black-and-white image of Ciel Phantomhive's face. Why had he left her? Why? She put the album down and curled up into a ball, trying in vain to squeeze the thought of him out of her head. She picked at her nightgown. What a terrible color. Black just simply didn't suit her at all! But still, she had made peace with it. The black was for Ciel. Lizzie slid off her queen-sized mattress and slowly walked to the other side of the pink room, open up the drawer of her vanity. Out of it, she took a ring set with silver and a blue stone; sapphire, perhaps? She slipped it onto her thumb, still too slender for the ring size. She brought the ring up to her lips and said a prayer for Ciel, hot tears still running down her flushed face. "Ciel, if you can hear me, please, I'm begging you to send me a sign!" She hiccupped, still praying hard. "I love you Ciel, oh why can't you just take me with you? I want to be with you forever, and without you, there's no purpose to my life! Mother and Father say so! Please Ciel, say something!" She breathed deeply, and sitting down on her bed once again, kissed the ring gently, as if not to bruise it, if such a thing were even possible. Then, it came. She heard a light pop. She slowly opened her eyes and nearly fell backwards off the edge of her bed at what met her eyes.

Standing there was Ciel Phantomhive. Dressed in his navy blue suit, black shorts and that adorable top hat. Something had changed about him, Elizabeth thought. He seemed to have some sort of strange new aura about him. He almost seemed to glow. Even better, he stood there, looking at Lizzy with something she had been longing to see for ages; a smile. A breath-taking, awe-inspiring, perfectly cute smile. "Ciel?" She whispered. "Is it you?"

"Yes, it's me, Elizabeth. I've come to say hello."

She took in a sharp breath, staring, awe-struck; maybe even terrified. "You're dead, Ciel. It can't be you." She took a step away.

"Lizzie, it's me. Let me prove it to you." In an instant, Elizabeth was held in Ciel's warm embrace. She stood there, rigid for a moment, before letting out a huge breath and melting into his arms.

"Oh god, Ciel, I missed you so much!" She sobbed into his shoulder as he lovingly patted her back.

"I missed you too, Lizzie." He took her shoulders and turned her to face him. She stared into his beautiful deep blue eyes. The eyes she though had long since disintegrated.

"Lizzie, I wish we had more time, but I can't stay long. I've been allowed to come here to let you know the things you should have known long ago. I've kept things from you, Lizzie. And since the day of my funeral, I've regretted keeping the secret. I need to tell you now."

With that, Lizzie listened to Ciel pour his heart out. He told her about the contract with Sebastian, how he had promised his soul to the demon in exchange for revenge, how he had become a demon when it was found that his soul was inedible, and how he had been rescued from hell. With every word, Lizzie's eyes grew larger until anyone would expect the to pop clean out of her head.

Ciel looked so guilty. His happiness seemed to wash away in the realization that Lizzie knew what he was. He had been a criminal, a thief and a murderer. How could she love him knowing that she had been betrothed to a murderer? He drew away from Lizzie, probably expecting a fit. Lizzie retained her composure though, and took a deep breath.

"I still love you, Ciel. That will never change. If the good lord can forgive you for the things you've done, so can I."

Ciel beamed back at Lizzie and they shared a tight hug, and Lizzy kissed Ciel on the cheek. Ciel backed away, smiling sadly. "We're out of time, Lizzie. But I'll hear your prayers, and one day, I promise you that we'll see each other again." Ciel closed his eyes and the body that had been solid a moment ago was now fading into nothing right before Lizzie's eyes. When he was finally gone, Lizzie picked up the photo album.

"I'll see you again, Ciel. She climbed into her bed which seemed to be somehow warmer. She closed her green eyes and drifted off. That night, she dreamed of Ciel.

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