Here is the next and final chapter of "A Kuroshitsuji Carol", I hope you guys like it. I FINALLY finished my exams as of today, and so thus I decided to finish this story (even though it IS a month late). Many apologies for that, and I hope you guys will keep reading my other story "The Butler and the Maid" as well. :D I hope to update that sometime soon before the end of the week.

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Chapter Four: The Spirit of Christmas Future

Ciel awoke in his bed, finding himself alone in his dark room.

"S-Sebastian! Anna!" he shouted.

There was a gentle knock a few moments later, and both Anna and Sebastian walked into his room, candleholder in hand. The necklace Sebastian gave Anna was safely tucked inside her uniform.

"Are you alright, Ciel?" Anna implored worriedly. "Did you have a nightmare?"

Ciel scoffed, though inwardly relieved that both loyal servants were still alive and ready to serve him. "As if," he replied. "I just wanted some warm milk. I can't sleep well."

Anna looked at Sebastian, and the demon dipped his head before quickly going to the kitchen to fetch the young master's milk. The angel smiled, walking over to sit by Ciel's side, patting the young earl on the head.

"Rest easy, Ciel," she said gently. "I'm sorry you're having nightmares tonight. Hopefully you can sleep easily for the rest of tonight." But I doubt it, she added mentally, there's one more spirit that will be visiting you tonight, and he's the scariest of all... at least, he should be.

Ciel twisted his head out of her reach, and she smirked, putting her hand down by her lap. "You know Ciel, it would be nice if you would come to enjoy Christmas," she said softly. "It's a special time to celebrate with friends and family, as well as the people you care about. Not to mention the people who also care about you."

"She's right," Sebastian agreed, entering the room with a glass of warm milk. "For a human holiday, I find Christmas quite an interesting event. Remarkable how a single holiday can bring so much joy to people. Humans surely are quite interesting."

Ciel scoffed as the butler offered him the glass of milk, drinking it down hurriedly. "Whatever," he mumbled, hiding under the covers.

Next and final ghost, coming right up, Anna thought with a smirk. "Good night, Ciel," she said softly.

After she and Sebastian left, they were greeted by William T. Spears, who looked a little irritated, but didn't look like he wanted to say anything in front of the wishing angel before him.

"Good work, Will," Anna said. "You did a good job. I'll have a word with your superior on giving you a break."

Will's eyes widened, and he bowed. "T-Thank you," he said humbly, "however, you need not go through the trouble just for me."

She smiled. "I really appreciate you helping out," she told him, drawing out a letter from her pocket. "Please give this to your superior when you head back, and thanks again."

"It was an honour working with you," he responded. "Excuse me." Then the Shinigami walked into the darkness and vanished.

"Well…" Anna sighed, turning to Sebastian. "Two down, one to go. Next up, the Ghost of Christmas Future."

xXx

"Wah!" Ciel exclaimed as he bolted right out of bed. The sound of a crack of lightning woke him from his sleep, and before him stood a dark, ghostly, floating figure, dressed in a large black cloak, a huge scythe resting against the crook of his arm.

"SEBASTIAN!" he shouted, but again, the demon did not come.

Inhaling deeply, he glared at the figure. "Are you the Spirit of Christmas to come?"

The spirit dipped his head, and Ciel scoffed. "I'm not scared of you," he said bravely with an irritated tone. "I really couldn't care less."

The Spirit of Christmas Past remained silent, pausing for a moment before the scenery around them changed, and they appeared to be in the middle of a snow-covered London. Snow continued to fall from the sky.

"London?" Ciel said in slight surprise, "What am I doing here for?"

The spirit pointed at a lonely angel wandering through the streets, bathed in soft white light, her beautiful white wings folded behind her as she looked up into the dark sky. Two bouquets of white flowers were in her hands, and she looked sad. She was dressed in white robes, and a thin white shawl was dressed over her shoulders.

"Anna?" Ciel called in surprise. "Hey, Anna!"

There was no response, and she began to walk away, navigating the streets of London.

"Anna!" Ciel shouted. "How dare you disrespect me!" Unless you can't hear me… he thought, hissing in frustration. Looking at the spirit he decided to voice his opinion. "She can't hear me, can she," he guessed.

The spirit shook his head before floating after Anna, and Ciel followed…

… all the way to a graveyard. The very same graveyard that Ciel's aunt Madame Red had been laid to rest.

"What is she doing here?" Ciel wondered out loud, following the angel.

Anna stopped in front of a pair of tombstones, kneeling down in the snow on her knees, unfazed by the cold as she placed one bouquet by each tombstone. She rested a hand by one of the tombstones before raised a hand to her lips before pressing it against the other. Both names and dates were covered by a light blanket of sticky snow, but Anna seemed to know who had been laid to rest.

"I miss you guys," she said softly. "It's such a shame what had to happen to you… young earl…"

Ciel's eyes widened, and there was a flash of bright light before Anna vanished, and Ciel dropped to his knees beside the left tombstone, brushing away the snow covering the name. In large, bold letters, Ciel gasped in horror at the what they read:

HERE LIES SEBASTIAN MICHAELIS.

"I-Impossible…" Ciel breathed in horror. "You swore to be by my side until the very end!" Then he stopped himself, glancing at the one beside it. "U-Unless…"

Quickly he crawled over and began to brush at the snow on the tombstone beside Sebastian's.

EARL CIEL PHANTOMHIVE. BORN: DECEMBER 14th 1875. DIED DECEMBER 25th –

"NO!" Ciel screamed, whirling away from the tombstone. "Take me home this instant, Spirit! I beg of you! Take me away from this terrible place!"

The Spirit chuckled in a voice that was only all-too familiar to Ciel.

"If you want to be taken away from this place," the Spirit said as he pulled off his hood, revealing Undertaker with a large grin on his face as he raised his scythe, "all you had to do was say so, Earl Phantomhive."

"U-Undertaker?" Ciel gasped, but it was too late.

Undertaker kicked Ciel forward, and suddenly Ciel found himself falling into the open grave, the coffin opening below as flames of red surrounded it.

"NOOOOOO!" he screamed as there was nothing to grab at. "SEBASTIAN!"

xXx

"GAH!" Ciel Phantomhive screeched, bolting up in bed as Sebastian was drawing open the curtains, Anna helping.

"Is everything alright, Ciel?" Anna asked innocently. "Nightmare?"

Ciel whirled on them. "W-What day is it?" he implored hesitantly.

Sebastian blinked. "Why, it's Christmas Day, Young Master, Merry Christmas," he replied, walking over to give Anna a soft kiss. "Merry Christmas, my dear."

The angel chuckled, "Merry Christmas." She smiled at Ciel. "Well… Lady Elizabeth is waiting for you downstairs in the den. It seems that old St. Nicholas has paid the Phantomhive Manor a visit."

Ciel scoffed as Sebastian helped him tie on his eye patch. "I'm a little old for bedtime stories, Anna," he said distastefully.

Anna raised her hand towards Ciel as Sebastian stepped away. "Well… I'm qualified for a little Christmas magic, so let's get you dressed," she said, and there was a flash of brilliant light before Ciel found himself dressed in black shorts, long white socks and red and green striped boots. He wore a red and white St. Nicholas coat over a long black shirt, and a black festive hat sat on his head at an angle. Also draped over his shoulders was a red and green striped fuzzy hooded shawl-like coat, and he was surprised.

"Perfect," Anna said with a wink. "Now, let's get going downstairs. I'm sure Elizabeth is excited to see you."

xXx

"Merry Christmas Ciel!" Elizabeth exclaimed, running to hug her fiancé as he entered the den.

"Merry Christmas, Lizzy," Ciel whispered, hugging her tight as he recalled the horror that the Spirit of Christmas Present had shown him.

Elizabeth was shocked but pleased, and hugged him tighter before pulling away. "St. Nicholas brought you presents!" she told him excitedly.

Ciel decided not to voice his opinion on the existence of St. Nicholas and followed Elizabeth to the pile of brightly-coloured presents wrapped neatly underneath the tree.

In the meanwhile, Sebastian smiled at Anna, hugging her to him as he wrapped an arm around her waist.

"Hey, we're still on the job, Sebastian," she reminded him. "We're supposed to be professionals, right?"

He smiled mischievously. "Today is Christmas, after all," he reasoned. "And the Young Master has allowed us to display our feelings a little more openly."

She chuckled, and he hugged her closer, pressing his lips against her cheek.

"You've worked hard," he told her softly. "I'm proud of you, strangely enough. Even though you did unnecessarily harass the Young Master, it was quite amusing to watch him squirm. The highlight would most definitely be when our Young Master was begging for Undertaker to take him away from the graveyard."

Anna hit him lightly on the chest. "You sadistic jerk," she teased. "Amazing what a little angel magic can do, huh? I think we've definitely changed Ciel for the better."

Sebastian's expression dropped a little. "So long as you don't interfere with my dinner," he warned, "I will allow you to do whatever you wish."

"Then allow me to do this," she said, reaching up to kiss her demon as he wound his arms around her waist. "I love you, Sebastian."

"As I you, my love," he murmured against her hair as he hugged her. Pulling away, they watched as Ciel carefully looked through the various-sized presents under the tree, and suddenly found a strange letter that was addressed to him.

Is this what I think it is? Ciel thought, picking up the letter and weighing it in his hand as he recalled the letter that Anna had thrown into the fire when the Spirit of Christmas Present had showed him what Anna and Sebastian were talking about in another time. Could it possibly be?

Opening the letter, he looked at the unmistakable handwriting.

"Our beloved son Ciel,

We wish you a very Merry Christmas. Of course, we would wish that we could be there with you on this day, but as you would have probably figured out, this letter alone would have been very difficult for Anna to take out of Heaven. You are very lucky to have such a kind-hearted angel watching over you. Your mother and I strongly wish that you take care of yourself, and just live your life the way you want to. Don't concern yourself with revenge, and we are sorry for causing you the pain and hardships that you have suffered through. We love you very much, and we hope to try and have Anna deliver another letter to you as soon as we can. We miss you lots.

Love, your parents.

PS: It is also advised that you burn this letter after reading so that if it cannot be discovered by others and cause any problems, especially for Anna. Never forget, we love you, Ciel."

Ciel found himself smiling at the end of the letter before tossing it into the fireplace. He glanced at Anna and Sebastian, who were watching them. Anna smiled at him, and she dipped her head, and he returned with a curt nod.

"Why are you smiling, Ciel?" Lizzy implored. "Why'd you throw that letter into the fire? Who's it from?"

He smiled mischievously at him. "It's my secret," he told her.

Suddenly, Elizabeth's gaze was directed upwards, and Ciel looked up to find a curious green-leafed, white-berried plant hanging above their heads.

"What is that?" Ciel asked.

"Mistletoe," Lizzy replied while blushing, "and we're both under it."

He looked at her, and she leaned in to give him a peck on the lips, shocking Ciel and making him flush in embarrassment.

"Merry Christmas, Ciel," Lizzy said shyly.

Ciel smiled, kissing her on the cheek. "Merry Christmas, Lizzy."

"They're not the only two under a mistletoe," Anna hinted, looking at Sebastian sweetly as her azure blues eyes averted upwards.

"Hmmm…" he said with a smile. "I wonder…"

Swiftly, wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her into his kiss, one that Anna easily sank into. "Merry Christmas, Anna."

The angel smiled at her demon lover. "I love you, Sebastian," she sighed contently. "Merry Christmas."

xXx

THE END

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