dreamgirl: Welcome to the last chapter of God's Will. It has truly been amazing working on this story. I am thinking about making an epilogue but that is for you, the readers, to decide. Just let me know ;)

warnings: There are mentions of religious things (God, the Devil, angels, etc), I'm not trying to preach anything to anyone so if you are uncomfortable with the mentions of such things than don't read it. But it's not so bad.

disclaimer: I don't own zip! Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler is owned by Yana Toboso.

Chapter 32

Sebastian knew he had been watching, he always did. To think that the ruler of Hell would take the form of a crow just to make sure each demon did its job. And yet, this was considered of no great importance in Sebastian's mind. He stepped forward as he was about to take his young lover's soul. He leaned over, caressing his cheek and gave one last glance at the black crow that perched itself on a broken wall. The red-eyed demon brought his lips closer to Ciel's and then…he felt something wet his hand. He stopped and saw that a tear had just wet the hand that was holding the young Phantomhive's chin.

He froze at his young master's next words.

"I'm sorry…for everything."

The butler felt something inside him die. His hand dropped from the boy's chin and he stumbled back a few steps.

'Sorry?' He thought. 'Why should my young master be sorry? I'm the one who should be regretful. I have done nothing more than betray his trust and his heart. So…why?'

Sebastian finally made up his mind. He walked forward and pressed his lips to Ciel's forehead. The ebony-haired man watched as he saw the teen's head droop. At least he would be safe in his inner thoughts. After that, Sebastian walked towards the crow.

"Samael," the voice resonated throughout the area, "what do you think you are doing?"

The demon smirked, "Something I should have done a long time ago." His footsteps could be heard as he transformed into his demon form again. His medium-length hair swayed as the wind brushed his face. His smooth, pale hands adjusted his turtleneck shirt. And of course he made sure that his two-inch nails looked just as pristine. He continued, "What you did back then…I wanted nothing to do with it."

"What a foolish thing to say. Of course you wished to be a part of my great plan. You were the one who initiated it, after all."

Sebastian shook his head, "I thought I did, but then I realized how wrong it was. I just didn't want to be 'bossed around' and many of the others put it. That is why I believed that you would try to change that for all of us. It appears that I was wrong. In fact, not only did your plan of ruling the Heavens fail, but we are also still being bossed around! Do you not see it? I cannot even decided whether or not my master can be alive without asking you first."

"The answer to that will be—"

"I know what it will be. That is why I am not asking." Sebastian brushed a strand of his hair out of his eyes, "To be honest, I couldn't care less what you want. I've just been living my life however I saw fit. I accepted everything that happened as a punishment. For that is what it was."

"But I have made you my second-in-command!" Lucifer justified.

"You think I care for such titles? All I wanted to rid myself of these horrid feelings that He allowed me to keep. To live as a demon is harder on the heart when you actually have one."

"So what is it that you want?"

Sebastian thought about it for a moment, "For my young master to be free of the contract."

"Your life will be the price."

"Yes, and so will his. Exactly why I refuse to make any pact with you." The demon said with disgust.

The crow was about to change into his true form when the sky rumbled. Sebastian looked up in astonishment. Was it…the Lord?

An angel came out of the skies and hovered above the ground. "The Lord wishes to speak to you, Samael."

The demon was taken aback, "For what reason? I have done no wrong. This is a discussion between Lucifer and I."

The angel shook its head, "That is where you are wrong, Demon. You are one of the Lord's precious creatures."

"That makes no sense!"

"It would if you travel up with me to speak with him." It was a tempting offer but Sebastian couldn't leave his young master alone with Lucifer. "If you are concerned about you young lover," the angel proceeded to say, "The Lord will send someone to protect him."

The demon couldn't help but look back at his unconscious beloved. He nodded and followed the angel into the skies.

As Sebastian and his escort enter through the gates of Heaven, he could feel a myriad pair of eyes staring at him. His shook his head. He knew he shouldn't have come, everyone one here hated him. It was still a mystery as to why God hadn't yet.

Once they approached the throne room, he knew the procedure. So, just as Michael announced that he had to kneel, Sebastian was already doing so.

"You may stand, Samael." The Lord's voice sent shivers up his spine. It truly had been that long since he last spoke to his Father.

As the demon stood up, his attire at moved as well, revealing what he was wearing.

"Such distasteful clothing," Michael said in disgust.

"Pardon my attire, I had not the time to find something more suitable." Sebastian glared at the archangel.

"It is quite all right, my son. This is not to be thought of as a formal gathering, either way." God said.

"May I please ask as to why you have summoned me here, my Lord?"

"Words spoken from a hypocrite."

"Silence, Michael!" The archangel shut up almost immediately. The Almighty One continued, "You were summoned here, Samael, because I heard of your dilemma with Lucifer."

"Yes, I was informed of that. But as I told your messenger, that was just between him and I."

"See, that is where you are wrong, Samael. You are my son, not his."

Sebastian looked at his Father in the eye, "Did you not abandon me along with my brothers the day we betrayed you?"

God shook his head, "Of course not. The others were merely given away into the hands of the Devil but you, Samael. You never stopped being one of my beloved."

The demon couldn't believe his ears, "But I am a demon! You cast me down to Hell and yet you gave me the biggest punishment of all! How is that proof of being precious?"

"You misunderstand, child. If I had really condemned you to stay in Hell for all your years, would you have been able to pass through the gates of Heaven? Surely you should know that your brothers are not even allowed to touch the gate, much less enter through it. As well as being 'punished'. It truly was supposed to be a horrid thing, but has it not come to you benefit being able to love once again?"

Sebastian felt tears sting the back of his eyes, "What are you saying? Do you mean that—" The Lord nodded. The demon felt his knees go weak, "So I really wasn't ever hated?" God shook his head, no. Sebastian buried his face in his hands, "O-oh god."

How long had it been since he cried? Surely it had to be more than three millennia because the act itself felt so foreign.

"Do not cry, my son. You should rejoice and put a smile on that face, just as I had originally intentioned. No one should feel sorrow." The Lord's words made Sebastian feel even weaker than he had before.

"I-is this all—?"

God nodded, already knowing what his child would ask. "Now, what was it that you wanted that you began to dispute with Lucifer?"

The demon recollected himself and kept a stern face, "It is my lover, my Lord. I had made a contract with him three years ago but within all that time I…" He couldn't believe what he was about to say next. "I fell in love with him."

He smiled, "Yes, I do see how that could be difficult. Falling in love with the soul you ought to devour. I understand that is against the terms of being a demon, Samael."

Sebastian nodded, "Do not worry, my Lord. I was just about to duel with Lucifer to keep my young master."

God shook his head, "No, that is not the answer. If you did so, your brothers would surely murder you and that would defeat all the work my hands have done."

"Your…work?"

"Samael, do you believe that the life of every creature is preordained?"

The demon had to stop and think for a moment, "I asked the same question to my master not long ago."

"It truly is a thing to ponder. And yet, does everything not seem too perfect?"

"In what sense, my Lord?"

God smirked, "I do believe it is time for your answer." Sebastian was confused but figured he meant about Ciel. "Do you wish to keep your lover?"

"I do, my Lord."

"And do you understand that you have committed grave sins throughout your life?"

Sebastian felt something bad approaching, "Of course."

"Then I have no other choice but to punish you."

"W-what?" After all he had said about loving him…how could he—?

"You have been able to do as you please by having those powers that belong to a demon. You have escaped death because of your immortal life." Where was He getting at? "I suppose it would just be air that you no longer possess such inhuman strength. And so…you will be neither damned nor blessed. You shall live your life in between both."

It finally all clicked. Sebastian mouth opened wide. "My Lord, are you not jesting with me?"

God smiled, "Of course not, my son. All creatures deserve a second chance and I love all my sons and daughters. You are no exception."

Sebastian fell upon his knees, "Thank you…Father."

Ciel's POV

When I opened my eyes, I couldn't see anything. It was dark and I couldn't help but panic.

"Sebastian! Where are you!"

No one responded.

I bit my lip but I seemed to sit up. That was when I realized that I was sitting somewhere fairly comfortable. I moved my hand around and felt what I assumed was a pillow.

A pillow?

If that were to be true, then I must be on a bed. I rolled over and felt the edge. I climbed down and put my hands out in front of me, feeling where I was going. I must have got off on the opposite side of the door and made my way to the curtains. I pried them open and a bright light blinded me.

"Shit!" I swore. I fell to my knees as I allowed my eyes to adjust. Once they did, I looked around. This is… "My room," I stated aloud.

At first, I crawled towards the door and stood up to open it. I felt my heart beating rapidly. I ran out and down the hall, in no specific direction.

"Sebastian!" I called out again. I heard nothing. "SEBASTIAN!"

All I heard were the echoes of my voice.

Where could he be? And why am I here? Shouldn't I be dead? But perhaps I am, since I see no sign of my demon anywhere. Then what exactly is this place? It appears to be my manor, but it is as empty as it was the first day when I returned.

I walked over towards the entrance but stopped before I got to the stairs. I stood there, right in the middle. I collapsed once again.

It seemed all too real. The walls, the rooms, the paintings…even the carpet was the same! Just what in God's name is going on?

"Young master?"

I glanced up and felt joy fill my heart, but then I realized who it was that said it.

"Finny?"

"Oh, young master!" He ran over to me and hugged me. "I thought we had lost you! Bard, Maylene and I searched all over London for you but we couldn't find you."

I let myself be embraced but all the joy in my heart left as quickly as it came. Not even tears could fill my eyes.

"How long has it been since then?"

Finny stopped to look at him, "Just a couple of days. We returned back here as soon as we figured that you…"

I put up a hand, motioning for him to stop, "It is quite all right, I myself believed to have been dead."

"Did Mr. Sebastian save you?"

Just the name itself had the ability to crush my heart, "I do not know, Finny."

"Oh, my apologies." Finny seemed just as upset as I did, "Don't worry, I'll go get the others and we'll cook up something great for you."

Even his smile made me nauseous. It appears that all sense of happiness makes me ill.

Normal POV

It had been a week and Ciel never seemed to have truly come back. His eyes were glazed over and he always looked as if he was in a trance. Going about his life in autopilot.

The thirteen-year-old had just finished lunch and was now out on the balcony. He felt the warm breeze brush against his face and swish his hair to the side. He leaned over and rested his arms against the top of the balcony. He closed his blue eyes and thought of the day when he noticed that he no longer had the contract mark on his eye. Every now and then he touched his eyelid, as if doing so would make him closer to the one he loved most. And for some reason, it hurt more now than it did before.

"You said you would never leave me, Sebastian." He said to the wind.

"Indeed I did, but it was to settle some things."

Ciel thought it was just his imagination at first but as the deep voice kept saying some words, he knew he wasn't going crazy. The boy turned around and his eyes widened. "Y-you—"

Sebastian smirked, "Yes, me."

The butler suddenly grew closer hovered over the thirteen-year-old. Ciel's lip quivered and he felt like there were a million butterflies in his stomach. "Are you r-really…here?"

"Where else would I be but next to my young master?" He caressed his lover's face and ran a thumb over his bottom lip. "I apologize for not being by your side when you woke up, young master. I was in the middle of an important meet—" Sebastian felt the wind knock out of him as the boy ran into his midsection and wrapped his arms around him, hugging him with as much force as he could. The Phantomhive butler was frozen in surprise, "This is not like you, my lord."

"S-shut up," Ciel said as felt the salty tears steamed down his cheeks and onto Sebastian's shirt.

Sebastian smiled softly, "I'm home, young master."

Ciel didn't want to let go, feeling as if his lover would drift away if he did. "Welcome back."

dreamgirl: I wanted to continue, but I felt like this was the best place to end it. Sorry if it sucked :C Please drop a review and let me know if you want an epilogue. I'll happily write one and post it tomorrow ^_^ Oh, for those of you who haven't realized it yet, Sebastian's a human now. Let that sink in for a bit ;)