I do not own Kuroshitsuji or D. Grayman. They both go to the respectful owners. This is my second yaoi-ish story because my friend asked me to do this and is slowly turning me into a yaoi fan girl. I am doing this out of impulse and I updating will vary from time to time. I have a Sebastian and Allen thing going on. It would make me happy to see more of this crossover pairing. This will be a slight rewrite of the Kuroshitsuji anime with Allen Walker in it. (Since I lost my manga version and my computer is mean when reading online scans)
WARNINGS- This crossover will contain: Slight AU, mild cursing, dark romance, yaoi, angst, gore, violence, adult situations
PAIRINGS: MAIN: Allen/Sebastian
MINOR: Ciel/Sebas, Brotherly!Allen/Ciel
NOTE: There will be not a slight hint of Yullen in this story. Sorry all you Yullen fan girls, I hate that pairing with a fiery passion.
Enjoy Lords and Ladies
CHAPTER 5: That Butler and Exorcist, Swift
Sebastian had a ferry boat ready for his master. "Young Master," he said. "This will sway a bit." He and Allen were ferrying a long boat with their master sitting inside. Ciel was still bleeding numbly from his gun fire injury at the castle. Corpses of forgotten men and women littered the streets of London town.
Allen blinked when he saw a white feather floating in the water. "Where are we going?" Ciel asked his demon.
"In England," Sebastian explained. "there're several places made by demons called "Devil Bridge". On the contrary, that tower bridge is what angels allowed the Queen to make- "Sacred Bridge"." They came up to a still constructing bridge on the Thames.
On the bridge Kanda waited, seeing that bastard butler and beansprout row their way towards him. He unsheathed his katana. Looking down at them. The heads, faces, carved in my lost souls, bemoaned into the walls. "Human sacrifice?" Allen gasped. "Is that the "Sacred Bridge"?"
"The believer who entered here are even worse than demons," Sebastian said grimly. When they reached the dock. Sebastian tied the rope to the boat. "Young master. Please wait here."
"I'm going too," Ciel said, looking at his butlers.
"Let me say this clearly," Sebastian said bluntly. "You're a burden."
"I see." Ciel nodded. "That is an opened even either of you can't win against."
Allen smirked, "I get it." He bowed. "Please come with us." Sebastian carried Ciel as they climbed the walls of the bridge on a ladder, Allen gagging as he followed behind at the bemoaning faces of the sacrifices.
On top of the bridge, Kanda and Ash stared at the inferno upon London. "It's burning," Ash sighed. "Whether it is the Queen's dream of the world of humans." He swooned. "The great and glorious fire is finally here."
"Sicko." Kanda grunted turning away. "It's a record of blood, fire and smoke. Is that, right, Moyashi and demon?"
He spoke of course to Sebastian and Allen who came up on them, standing the beam opposite of them. "Why did you kill the Queen?" Ciel asked the angel.
"Because that's the eyes of the fish," Ash replied.
"Fish?" Allen echoed.
"Hey eyes that should be watching the future…were taken by octopus and rotted in the water." The angel turned to them as Kanda did. "There was no other way but to purify her."
Sebastian placed Ciel near some construction material. "Though it's not so comfortable sitting here, There isn't any better seat than this." Sebastian smirked.
"Yes."
"Well then, your order…" Allen smirked.
Ciel removed his eye patch, throwing it away for the last time. "Those guys…kill the angel and the samurai!"
Sebastian eyes glowed, becoming one of a demon's. They both bowed before their master, "Yes, My Lord."
Allen activated his Crown Clown as Kanda brandished his katana. This was their final fight. Ash spoke his opponents, "When this bridge is finished, it'll become the eastern barrier protecting London from filth. If a demon and a traitor enters there…As an angel, I've to make them still." He unsheathed his rapier, "become one without filth, …and one without life…the existence of whiteness."
The four charged at each other, Sebastian after Ash and Allen after Kanda. Each clanged with each other, moving over to the other side of the field. Again rapier met silverware as katana met claw arm in a rage. Allen sent his Clown Belt after the samurai, who avoided with a few skims on him.
They all fought, parrying, sparks, equal power. Allen felt something pulling him down, and looked to see Sebastian too was being tugged on my inky figure of moaning people. "Sebastian! Allen!" Ciel cried. Sebastian allowed himself to be engulfed while Allen struggled.
Back in London, Grell was reaping and judging the souls of England. Grell groaned, "No matter how I keep reaping, reaping, reaping, reaping…" the corpses around them were emitting a black smoke from their bodies.
Undertaker chuckled, holding his old death-scythe close, "Talk about wasting your energy. That's a privilege of the young."
"What do you mean, "wasting my energy"?"
"This black thing," the Undertaker was munching on a dog biscuit. "is the shinigami's joy, pain and envy. Yes, it's what is called the heart. The soul extracting from the heart can no longer be a soul anymore. It can't be stored in the Shinigami's Library."
Grell kneeled down to a corpse, "What the?" he summoned the cinematic record from a human, readying his scissors. "The heart isn't here?" he gasped the film coming out was translucent. "Uh! Nothing's reflected in the film."
All that black smoke were zooming towards the black butler and ex-exorcist, holding them down. 'This fog…'
Ash swooned as the black fog grabbed onto him. "Aaa, it feels good."
"It feels weird," Kanda growled as he tried to swipe away the fog on him.
"It feels good." Ash repeated. He then transformed into Angela. "The feeling that even the warmest fur isn't as good."
Allen sneered, disgusted, "An angel tied by filthiness."
"She's fallen," Sebastian stated.
Again, Angela changed to Ash. "To me, the happiness of uncleanness is as deep as a great river. But…" white feather shot at Sebastian who dodged down. A scream, Sebastian looked and saw white feathers lodged into Allen's Innocence.
"Allen!" Sebastian called.
Kanda smirked, trudging forward through the fog. Angela's voice then echoed, "The despair of the unclean will give me power."
Outside the inky blob, Ciel stared in awe, wondering what was going on. He heard a scream, something was happening. The inky fog of souls flew in the sky, designing above a familiar occult mark. Soon the souls were making their way to Ciel engulfing him as well.
Ash sighed, "Ah…I'm becoming stronger…as Kanda is too I guess." He wings unfurled themselves. "What should I do?" he chuckled callously. "Never mind, I…" he changed into Angela, "Haven't given up on you."
"I'm not interested in a woman tied to a dog," Sebastian shot back. "The only one I am interested in is my Allen, my sweet kitten."
Angela sneered, "It looks like you haven't accepted me as a woman." She changed back into Ash. "I'll be the sun then…and a man." Angela/Ash licked the blade of his/her rapier, face shifting from Ash to Angela. "Perfect. Until that deepest corner of your heart bring you suffering."
"What a thoroughly bad taste," Sebastian said cynically.
Angela/Ash raised his/her rapier in the sky, bringing forth a bright heavenly light. Angela changed back into Ash, "The last judgment is about to begin. Demon and…" A scream, Kanda and trudged through the darkness and slashed Allen who was blindsided across the chest. "Traitor. Your chests will become sheath of our swords." A mad look in those violet eyes, he charged forward.
Ash cut of Sebastian arm as Kanda stabbed Allen in the stomach. Blood splatter everywhere, Sebastian felt the sting of his pet's blood on his cheek, he licked it off. He scowled deeply, they would pay. Allen coughed out blood
Ciel saw Sebastian's arm flying, and saw Allen fall to the ground bleeding. "Sebastian! Allen!"
"Are you fighting for souls?" William asked, walking up to Grell and the Undertaker.
"Will," Grell acknowledged his presence.
"It's hard to tolerate," William stated, "acting for the sake of fellow shinigami." He had behind him the rest of the shinigami squad for England. "Just this time, please work without OT payment." They all adjusted their glasses with a gleam. Will took out Grell's chainsaw, "Grell Sutcliff. " he tossed it to the red reaper
Grell caught it and squealed in pure delight, "Hello!" he posed epically, revving up his death scythe,
William turned to his employees, "Everyone, please do this with a tiny bit of flare. Because of financial problem we won't have a celebration party." He adjusted his glasses.
Sebastian huffed, grabbing his nub of an arm. Allen sat up, grabbing his bleeding stomach. Kanda cackled, a sadistic look in his eyes and he licked the Clown of God's blood off his blade.
Angela spoke, "You demon and traitor. This pain is a blessing. It's the greatest happiness," she morphed back into Ash. "The best is the taste of pain that has experience the tearing of the body."
Sebastian smirked, "I see."
Ash held up his rapier, cackling madly. He charged, laughing, swiping at the butler who kept on stepping back and avoiding his wild swings. Allen painfully rolled over, trying to avoid Kanda's strikes. "Kanda! Stop! Please, I'm in pain. Stop!" was this where he was supposed to die? At the hands of his comrade?
"Not until you die!" Kanda roared stabbing Allen's normal hand. Allen cried on in pain, kicking him back. The inky souls grabbed onto him, holding him down, he watch Ash almost graze Sebastian. Allen clawed at Kanda, clawing his face and stabbing his shoulder.
"Sebastian! Allen!" Ciel cried.
Sebastian looked to see the human souls at the sitting boy's feet. "Ah, young master," he pictured his king sitting on the bodies of his game pieces. 'Yes. We've only killed the opponent's Queen. The game hasn't ended yet. I…until the last path… '
"In the climax of this beautiful fight," Ash barked. "How dare you look away! I'll reduce your entertainment." In a shine, an explosion of miraculous shine, like fireworks, the inky souls were withdrawing. Ash stared at him in terror. Sebastian smirked darkly.
"Move away!" Grell bellowed, slicing the black fog away. The Undertaker cackled as he used his scythe to slash away dozens of the tails of the souls. William and the others were merely snipped away at them like weeds.
Soon that dark circle began to glitter. "Damn them shinigami," Ash cursed. "How dare they interfere with this glorious and scared ceremony."
Sebastian taunted, "What a shame. It seems the climax is here." The fog disappearing. Sebastian glanced at Allen, bleeding heavily and slowly getting up as Kanda looked around in puzzlement. "Time to begin our counterattack."
Ash jeered; "In that case…" he whistled a loud echoing whistle. It was hard all around the burning London, he whistled. Allen giggled as Sebastian smirked.
"Where is he?" Kanda roared, "Where's that damn dog?"
On top of that pillar, the servant laid exhausted after their battle, Pluto laid dead and defeated, bleeding heavily. The glow on his collar dulling. Ash gasped, "The Demon Hound…"
"Is dead…" Allen finished with a smirk, crowing madly. "Aw…why so glum? You upset that your poor little doggy is dead. That we killed it?" he grinned sadistically. He said softly, "You did it, everyone. Thank you."
Ciel smirked victoriously as Kanda stepped back near Ash, eye wide in surprise. Allen got up, holding his stomach, blood pouring from his wounds. Ash's jaw went rigid, "Everyone." His hair hid his eyes. "Everyone, everyone, everyone, everyone," he levitated into the air. A mad look in his eyes, he lost all humanity within.
"Young master!" Both butler made a dash for their lord.
His face changing rapidly from Ash to Angela. "Burn in the fir of hell!" feather shot out of his/her body, hitting Kanda in the back. Kanda gasped, falling off the bridge into the water. He rose to the surface, inhaling air, "This place is crazy…I'm out of here…" he began paddling away to land. He ran off after that, taking white feather out of his back.
Feather exploded onto the iron beams as the exorcist and demon avoided them, getting to their lord and master. Sebastian grabbed Ciel, both butler leaped out of the way. Ciel was tackled upon. He felt blood on his cheek. Ciel looked up Allen on top with Sebastian shielding both of them. "Allen, you're hurt."
Allen grinned, painfully, a trail of blood on the corner of his lips, "I-It's ok. I've been through worse than this. I-I'll live." Ciel reached to pushed them off, feeling blood on his hands. He gasped, both were hit in the back by those deadly white feather.
"Young master, Allen." Sebastian said. "I've a favor to ask you both." His tone grave and serious. He leaned over and whispered his request in both their ears. "Please close your eyes."
"Sebastian…" they both said, looking to him.
The black butler smirked. "I'm a butler. I can't let my master and my pet see…the form that speaks badly of my reputation. Until I say "All right", please close your eyes." He looked into Allen's gray stormy eyes, pleading him and his master.
"I get it," they agreed, nodding. Ciel and Allen closed their eyes, Ciel lying in Allen's arms.
Sebastian got up elegantly, and turned around, his eyes glowing deeper than they ever did. "This time you can see my real form." He said darkly. Black feathers began to rain from his form, the sound of his shoes tapping across the smoky debris. "The unbecoming…The ugly…The cunning…My real form." He shoes morphed into that of high-heeled boots with a pointed, curled tip. Allen heard the clanging of heels against the metal.
"D-Demon…!" Ash bit out as the demon, in truest form, stalked over to him. Sebastian grinned, showing enlonged teeth, no, fangs. Ash seemed to be in pure fear and distress, shock and fear evident on his face as he trembled.
Allen helped Ciel sit up, eyes both, still shut close. Ash gave a guttural scream in pain; Allen cringed at the sound of whirring wind. He screamed in pure pain and torture. The force from the attack pushed Allen and Ciel back, making them skid across the iron beam. Allen grabbed on the edge, Ciel clutching in shirts for dear life. Both of theirs, still, closed. He felt the bream began to rattled and shake. "Young master! Allen Walker!" Sebastian's voice called out to them. "Before I count till ten…Can you both keep on living?"
"Yeah!"
"Then, let's begin. Ten." He widened his eyes, blood erupting from the smoke. "Nine." His black, leather fingerless gloved made a strike, his long black claws, tearing through his chest. "Unclean." Ash moaned, white feather mixing with black. Allen swore he heard the music box version of London Bridges. "Eight."
"Unclean. Featherless."
"Seven." Heels clanged to metal, making a spark.
"Useless. Let go!" the bridge's platform began to shake and tremble with all the terrible force. Allen refused to let go, his left arm claw digging into the metal.
"Six." Crimson mixed the dancing black and white feathers.
"Useless! Useless!" he was being ripped apart.
"Five." His heart was pierced. "Four." Feathers flurried into the night sky. Ash made a gagging sound, choking on his own blood. "Three." The occult symbol that directed his master to hell what stained with blood.
"Featherless," Ash bit out, writhing in pain.
"Two." A mad look of pure hell in the raven's eyes. Ash gave another guttural cry. "One." Ash was no more. A shockwave hit across London of demonic energy, an explosion of white engulfed the platform on London's Bridge, freeing the trapped sacrificed souls, shaking a tremor around everything. Kanda shielded his eyes when he saw a flash of light on the bridge; he wondered what happened and what became of his former comrade. He shrugged and trudged off.
Allen heard the clanging of heels against iron as he felt the platform shake, he couldn't hang on much longer. He felt long claws around his throat, his eyes still close, tracing his jugular. "Zero." Allen's lips were met with another's in a fiery passionate kiss. Allen moaned a bit in protest, but submitted. He felt a tongue entered his mouth, he felt something being sucked right out of him. For a moment he was limp, but felt something warm enter down his throat.
Ciel clanged to Allen, wondered what was going on. "It's over, Young master. Allen." His long black fingernails stroking the teen's scar. Ciel opened his eyes; he noticed Allen did not though. He looked up to see his demon butler standing before them in his regular form; a soft smile as he he licked his lips a bit. Ciel smiled softly as he did, he saw Allen copy the same way.
Allen let go of the platform, his arm reverting to normal.
Sebastian's eyes widened in shock.
Ciel began to glow as he and his most trusted butler, the one he thought of as an older brother he always needed embraced him closely, and eyes still closed, half conscious. Ciel's Cinematic record emerged from his chest. They both smiled softly, he saw Allen crack his eyes open, Allen smiling at him, eyes red.
They both fell into the water.
The fell deep into the river Thames, the pressure of the river crushing them. "You lied," Sebastian's voice echoed. He followed into the water with his master and pet, swimming down after them. "You both promised to live till ten." He grabbed them both and swam up,.
"We…lied."
"Neither of you can't die yet." He swam up to surface with them. The sun had finally come after the long horrid night.
"Yes. You don't lie. I want to ask you something."
"What is it?"
"What is with the "you" now? You changed him."
"What a silly question. Before the Young master and Allen Walker, no matter when it is, I'm just one hell of a butler."
Sebastian finally made it to surface, inhaling breath, Ciel and Allen at his chest. "Oh…" he stared at the new light of day, before the broken bridge. "What has been finished with the angel…It really is scared." He kissed Allen's head. The corpse of Ash was posed perfect on the arch of the broken bridge, forever frozen in that spot.
Sebastian was ferrying a long boat across, into the morning light to be day, Ciel and Allen resting in each other's arms.
"Hey, move it over there," A man ordered another, England rebuilding itself. After everything, the perseverance of the English pressed on as they began to rebuild their lives and home.
"Line up. Line up. There's still water here."
The young boy from the docks stepped in line for food. "Here, two each." Lavi grinned, handing the boy two pieces of curry bread.
"What is this?" the boy asked.
Agni smiled; he, Prince Soma, and Lavi were feeding the hungry. 'Curry bread. With this, you can move around while eating. It's the best with healing the heart."
Soma smiled. "Eat a lot. Just by holding this you can be smiling."
The boy nodded. "Yes. Thank you!" he trotted off.
Lavi smirked, "Well, well, look who we have here as our next customer. Hello Yuu-chan.
Kanda scoffed, wearing worker clothes. He blushed a bit, embarrassed, "Hey…Baka-Usagi. May I please…have some curry bread?"
Lavi smiled, "Sure!" he handed the man the curry bread. "How you holding up?" he asked.
"Fine. The doctors were very kind and were able to help my condition with modern medicines." He replied gruffly taking a bit of his bread. "I got to work off by debt to these people, I owe them a lot for the crap I did to them. But…I don't have a place to stay."
Lavi smiled and hugged him, "You can stay with us!"
"Gah!" Kanda blushed furiously. "Baka-Usagi! Get off!" everyone laughed.
A fake, replacement Queen Victoria rose to ease and calm the people of England. "But this could be God's trial to test our heart. We won't give in to disaster. Turn our sadness into power and get back to our feet. Before the new era, a brand new great England is born."
The crowd cheered in their Queen's speech. Unaware she was a replacement. Randall and Abberline's twin brother stood in the sidelines of the rally. Randall spoke, "A fake Queen standing in the destroyed London."
"Constable?" the other Abberline asked, he was more scruffy with facial hair.
Randall was smoking a cigar, "If people believe in many things. That guy doesn't understand this." He through his cigar on the floor. "Let's go."
"Yes."
In a beautiful green grass in a field, Lizzie sat on a hillside looking at the clear blue lake. "Young miss!" Paula ran to her.
"Paula."
"The fire in London's been put out. Let's return to the mansion, Young miss," Paula cried happily.
"What about the servants from Ciel's mansion?" Lizzie asked.
Paula sad a sad look, "I'm sorry. There is no news yet…"
"I see." Lizzie bowed her head.
Paula tried to change the mood, smiling, "What pretty flowers."
"Yes." Lizzie looked down the handful of blue wildflowers in her hands. "The blue color is like Ciel's ring."
"Ring…?" Paula smiled. "Young miss, please lend me one." She took a blue flower and began shaping it. "Here" She made a little flower ring. Lizzie cooed, when she reached to grab it a large breeze blew pass her and the ring flew away. The blue flower landed in the water, floating about. Paula looked to her mistress. "Let's make one more, Young miss."
"But…"
"Whether it's one, two or three…Look!" Paula said spreading her arms, "So many flowers in blooming here." A summer breeze blew through the field. "I'll make them now matter how many you want. No matter."
"No matter…" Lizzie echoed. The flower floated endless.
"Then, the boy falls asleep
The flame inside the breathing ashes,
and one by one
Many dear profiles appear
Thousands of dreams
drop to the Earth
On the night when silver eyes flicker,
the shining you is born
Even though countless prayers are
returned to the earth by the passing millions of years
I will continue to pray
No matter what, shower this child with love
And kiss on the connected hands"
Allen finally awake sang, as Ciel rested his weary had on his lap, his left hand, bare and ungloved, stroking his hair. They were one a long boat, being ferried by Sebastian. Allen and Ciel were dressed in black, wearing a white rose corsage on their suits. Ciel was relaxed, listening to the song filled the gray foggy void.
Allen's newly found red eyes were soft as he sang the song again. He smiled, his canines grown into sharp fangs. He hands bare and free from gloves, showing new black fingernails. Sebastian had turned Allen into a demon. To be forever young, forever with Sebastian.
Ciel cracked his eyes a bit, looking up at Allen's red ones. "Y-your eyes…
Allen giggled, "I feel light-headed. I think I may've died." He winked. He continued singing on, as the Musician for his master.
Sebastian smiled, "Young master. Are you awake? How do you like the new Allen? I find him quite adorable."
"Where…is this?" Ciel got up groggily. The fog was so thick, he couldn't see a thing.
"Do you want to know?" Allen asked.
"I wanted to know so I asked…" Ciel grumbled annoyed. He hugged his knees, "No. even if I don't know…I feel comfortable." Black birds tweeted as they flew through the sky gracefully. He put his hand over his revered eye patch, "I seem to have slept for a long time."
In the river they were travelling on, the Cinematic record of Ciel's life played. "This is…"
"Young Master's Death Magic Play," both demons said together. Sebastian continued, "It's flowed to here."
"I see." Ciel spoke, a bit glum. "That is my…My life till now." He watched his life through his glassy sapphire eye. "I…Am already dead"
"Not yet." Sebastian said. "I'll offer the Young master death." He put his hand over his arm, his other arm still missing. "This is our last duty." Allen put his hands over his chest, smiling. "As your loyal butlers."
Ciel scoffed. He looked at the film of his time at Lizzie's little party for him. "Elizabeth must be crying."
"Yes." Allen nodded. "Lady Elizabeth's love for Young master is very, very deep."
"It was the same with Madam Red's death," he looked at his memories of her funeral. "She just cries no matter what the situation is. How annoying."
"She must have cried for the Young master's share too," Sebastian replied calmly.
"Are they…dead?" Ciel asked, referring to his loyal staff. He saw the play when the four servants grinned at them. Of all their mishaps and good times.
Allen sighed, a heavy heart, he was going to miss the good times he had with them. "Who knows? Though they were breathing at that time…"
"Only their stubbornness is above the norm." Films showed moments of Pluto, his good times and his maddening times. "What about Pluto?"
"Let's pick up its bones later," Sebastian said coldheartedly.
"Bones?" the film showed his dead, defeated form. "It fine." The earl looked away. "What do bones signify? They're all…"
"They're all?"
"No." Ciel closed his eye. "If we're talking about "everything", then…It's just a bit…too fast." Allen smiled and kissed his head, looking in awe of the lighting bugs dancing around. Like stars. "This light is?"
"What go past the Young master, are the feelings for the Young master," Sebastian explained.
"Feelings for me?" Ciel said, his eye following a little bit of the glow before it took off. "It's pretty."
"Pretty?"
"Yes." Ciel nodded, looking straight on ahead. "I neither feel lonely nor sad. But..It's just pretty." Allen handed Ciel a book. Ciel stared at it, "This is?"
"Sebastian brought this for the long and boring journey," Allen smiled softly. Ciel took the book in his hands. "It's the diary that Mr. Tanaka left behind."
"Tanaka's?" Ciel mumbled, opening the journal, he read it in silence.
"Let me convey the truth to the Young master."
"What?" Tanaka gasped before the late Vincent Phantomhive.
Vincent had his back turned, staring out the window. "The Queen wants to bury the Phantomhive…I..in darkness."
"Master."
"I don't hate Her Majesty. This is also the passing of era." He turned to his most loyal butler. "But I want you to keep this from Ciel. If I were killed, he'll remain loyal to Her Majesty."
"But." The Japanese elderly retainer started.
Vincent gave a painful, soft smile, "Nothing can be brought forth in hatred."
Ciel finished reading the passage, closing the book. "The monster that the angel showed me and Allen that time…It wasn't made up." Allen sighed, looking at the water.
"What'd you do, Young master?" Sebastian asked.
"Nothing. The people I need to revenge against are already dead." He could see the shadow form of land coming up. "And…Even I…Am gone."
"I too am gone. I am merely a monster who goes by the name Allen Walker," the demon teen sighed, brushing his white hair out of his face. Ciel scooped up a floating blue flower from the water. "A ring?" Allen blinked.
"It's a blue ring." Sebastian observed. "Allow me." He took the flower ring and began struggling to put it on. Ciel and Allen watched.
"You can't do this well with just one had," Allen commented. "Here, give it to me." He took the ring and slipped it on his master's thumb.
Sebastian pouted, "I wanted to be a perfect butler till the end." He smiled and bowed. "But that can't be realized anymore."
"This isn't anything big." Ciel sneered.
Allen smiled, "It suits you, Young master."
"I'm Ciel Phantomhive," Ciel raised his newly flowered ringed hand to the dim crescent moon, lighting their way into fate. "Yes, just Ciel Phantomhive." Sebastian put his hands on Allen's shoulder as they shared a soft kiss together.
They came up to a lone island in the middle of this still ocean. They trekked through the beach, through the dark forest, deep into the woods. Sebastian carried Ciel all the way there with his one good arm, Allen walking beside him smiling softly. They made it to their destination, the ruins of an old castle.
They walked in silence, Allen scanning the castle, as if it survived a terrible siege long ago. Yet, it felt homey. Was this is demon instincts telling him, that he was home? Home, it had a good ring to it. "Then, Young master." Sebastian said.
"Is this the last place?" Ciel asked.
"Yes."
Ciel looked around, "The targeted bird."
"Yes.'
"The rest of my soul and the possession of Allen Walker is yours," Ciel relinquished. A raven watched from above on a stone wall.
Sebastian smiled, "As expected from the Young master. You're kind."
Allen embraced the boy, kissing his cheeks. "I'll never forget you. You'll always be my young master, and my little brother." He smiled.
"Thank you Allen, for staying by side. You will always have a place by my side. Just answer me one question."
"Yes?" Allen looked into his eye.
"Will it hurt?" he numbly put his hand over his eye patch.
"Yes, a little." Allen smiled, remembering when he souls was extracted and eaten, only to be replaced by a piece of Sebastian.
"I'll keep it as gentle as possible…" Sebastian nodded as Allen stepped away.
"Don't." Ciel said suddenly. "Make it as painful as you can. Carve the pain of my life, into my soul."
Sebastian blinked, but smiled softly. He bowed, "Yes, My Lord." Allen gave a soft smiled clasping his hands. He was a demon giving a prayer.
Ciel leaned back on the stone bench. Sebastian removed his glove with his teeth, letting it drop to the floor. He stepped slowly over to Ciel, his black finger nailed hand caressing the boy's soft skin. He removed the eye patch swiftly. Allen, eye glowing kissed the boy's head, hand on the sides, smirking.
Ciel looked up into Sebastian's glowing red eyes. He watched the two demon share a final kiss before his eyes, Sebastian leaned over him. He smirked, as he parted his lips.
The knight and bishop were married.
And done. At last. It's done. I poured my heart, my soul, my being into this. My first completed multi-chapter yaoi fanfiction! I did it!
*big party happens with all DGM and KSJ characters*
I'd like to thank all my followers and reviewers. I love you all so much. Thanks for the support.
Allen: We'd like to thank ToonyTwilight, Panda-Hiroko-chan, Seth Maxwell, and everyone else.
Sebastian: Special Thanks to Seth Maxwell and her Seballen fanart and sequels to Medicinal Love. Thank you for blessing us with Aden. Please, check her profile and amazing stories.
Lavi: And just for you Froggie, you who keeps asking Sydney for Laven, at the end is a bit of fluff just for you~
Kanda: I hate you….you damn Frog.
Ciel: Please follow us with our next sequel, Chess in Monochrome.
Grell: Fanart is appreciated~ Fan stories or anything to support this adorable couple is appreciated. ~ To die for~
Let's all make this year a good one. I love you all. And for my final leaving for now…
*simply walks away*
I'm one hell of a writer…
XOXOXO
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