Chapter 3: Crashing down.
It'd been a month since the day Sebastian and Ciel had admitted their feelings. It was a beautiful relationship..
That was until things began looking... Wrong.
Ciel had been in bed sick for weeks and Sebastian was worried for his Master and lover.
They'd called in doctors and nurses to come and give him various tests, but none of the puzzle pieces ever seemed to fit. He was experiencing extreme pain in his chest and abdomen, no fever. His hands were cold, his lips chapped and his eye colour faded over time, creating a dull, blank void where his once sparkling sapphire eyes were. The doctors did the best reasearch they could but no doctor had ever come across any illness that fitted Ciel's symptoms. Sebastian always insisted that they performed more tests, he wasn't letting Ciel slip away from him that easily, If Ciel died from this, he'd blame himself, hate himself. He even resulted to begging. Begging that the illness his master had developed would disappear overnight, fade like a forgotten dream so he could walk into his masters chambers in the morning and not see him writhing in pain..
His pleads and begs went unherd and unanswered as Ciel's conditioned worsened with each day, each hour, each minute, each second.
It was on one morning that Ciel's condition seemed particularly bad.
"S-seba-stian..." Ciel choked out of his dry throat, his voice wavering a little. He was frightned, he had no idea what was wrong with him... But he knew. He'd accepted the fate.
He knew he was going to die.
Sebastian heard his master's hoarse voice rumble in his throat as he tried to speak, and walked over to him as he began to form words.
"seb..astian... I need to.. Tell you..." Ciel clutched his stomach as he spoke, the effort it took to speak hurt him but he needed to say goodbye to his lover.
"What's the matter, My Lor-- Ciel..?" Sebastian's lip quivered. He knew what was coming, he knew his master had truly given up hope on his young life, he knew he couldn't avoid the inevitable.
Ciel reached his hand up towards the ceiling."I... I see light." A smile adorned his features, brightening his ghostly white skin.
"So I must say... I must say.. Thank you.. And... I Love you, Sebast--" Ciel's speech was cut off by his own violent coughing, the taste of metal and a liquid coming up his throat and down his chin.
He brought his hand to his mouth and looked at the crimson staining the tips of his pale fingers.
Ciel was clinging to Sebastian, coughing harder and harder, losing blood faster as the coughing became more violent.
His vision became blurred and the last thing he saw; His butler gently smiling, saying his sweet goodbyes.
Sebastian left Ciel's lifeless body in peace, letting him rest before anybody prepared his body for a coffin, long awaited by the undertaker.
What Sebastian didn't notice was the twitch at the corner of Ciel's lips; He didnt notice his eyes flickering back open, glowing a deep crimson.
He didn't see any of it.
Ah yes~
Another chapter done! I hope you enjoy this plot T-T-Twistttt.
To be continued in the near future-