Things to remember:

A) This fanfic contains shonen-ai. MALE ON MALE. BOY X BOY. Don't like, don't read. It's simple, folks.

B) I do not own Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler, sadly. But that's okay. I'll live.

C) I own Lincent and Kosuke and Hiroki. They are mine.

D) This is a work of FICTION. So because of this fact, anything I say goes. No complaining if something below does not make sense. I will be more than happy to explain my logic if you ask me.

E) MPREG ALERT. Deal with it.

F) 3/14

G) This is a sister fic to The Way We Were In Tokyo.

More relevant info to this chapter: So sorry for the long wait. Busy time, a senior year in high school. However, I did type the chapters, even if they weren't posted. So here are three! This is the last time you will see Ciel again until the end. For those of you who will stop reading this fic, thank you for your time. For those who want to watch Lincent grow, welcome aboard! No hard feelings.

Special thanks to: Itachilover2000(thanks so much for the review, too~), Vampire Devil Kitty, Kaddy 16

Sincerely wishing you all well,

Kida-Asumi, the Captin of Sirius

The end of June brought to England blazing hot temperatures. Ciel complained to himself about this as he watched his daughter play in a nearby lake with Lizzy, Paula, and Finnian. How envious of them he was.

"Young Master?" Sebastian asked, knocking gently on the door. Ciel turned away from the window, sitting down at his desk. Seeing the letter in Sebastian's hand, the Earl nodded.

"From the Queen. I was wondering when she would contact us over the killings of mothers and the kidnappings of daughters." Ciel said, somewhat relieved to finally start an official investigation. Sebastian murmured his agreement as Ciel read the letter. Quietly, he set up the tea.

"Sebastian, fetch me all files on "Heaven's Judgment."" Ciel ordered. His butler nodded, bowing his immediate submission.

"Yes, My Lord."

"I wonder what this could all mean." Ciel growled, burying his hands in his hair in frustration. Sebastian shook his head, frustrated as well."I wish I knew. It's as if these people never existed." Sebastian murmured. Groaning, Ciel stretched in his chair, rubbing the back of his neck.

"We shall not rest until we know some answers. Is that clear, Sebastian?" Ciel asked. The butler nodded, bowing.

"Yes, my lord."

Sunday afternoons were Ciel's favorite times of the week. They were filled with his family and servants eating a hearty lunch together in the gardens, and then having dinner under the stars.

"Daddy, watch what I just learned!" Lin exclaimed as she raced towards the group sitting under the trees.

"What is it?" Sebastian answered, pouring Ciel and Elizabeth some tea. Lin grinned, and then did a cartwheel. Ciel gasped, frowning.

"Lincent Rachel. That is not something a young lady should do." He chided. Lin pouted as Elizabeth and Sebastian shared an amused look.

"I'm sorry, Mommy." She murmured, walking over to the male. Seeing her guilt ridden eyes caused Ciel to soften, reaching for his daughter.

"I'm not mad, Lincent. You're young and will learn." He assured her as she climbed into his arms.

"Okay." She agreed, curling into his arms. Ciel placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, and then looked over at Elizabeth.

"Lizzy, would you please take her and gather some flowers?" He asked. Elizabeth nodded, rising from the ground.

"Sure! Come on, Linny, let's go and make your parents a lovely bouquet." She insisted, reaching for her hand. Lincent nodded, taking her godmother's hand.

As they disappeared, Ciel reached for Sebastian.

"I hate it when she is sad. Especially when I am the reason for it." He murmured. Sebastian kneeled beside him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders.

"It is because you love her so very much. I've grown immune to guilt for punishing someone from my years of experience. You are just learning how to deal with being the disappointment to someone you love." He said. Ciel nodded, turning to bury his face into Sebastian's chest.

"Thank you for that. Have some tea." He insisted.

Nights were Sebastian's favorite time of day. As much as he loved his daughter and enjoyed spending time with her, he really enjoyed his alone time with himself, the cats, the garden, and Ciel.

"Mh…" Ciel moaned softly as Sebastian massaged his back.

"Here?" Sebastian asked, pressing soft kisses to his shoulders.

"Yes!" Ciel hissed, relaxing in a boneless way against the bed. Sebastian chuckled, moving his touch to Ciel's shoulder and neck.

"Good. I'll need you limber for tomorrow's confrontation, Ciel." He insisted. Ciel nodded, nearly unconscious.

"'Kay." He murmured, snuggling into his pillow. Sebastian's expression softened as he pressed a kiss to the smooth cheek.

He would do anything for this man.

Everything had been going so well for Ciel Phantomhive. As he stood in the doorway to his daughter's bedroom, face drained of all color, he wondered why it suddenly went to hell.

When he and Sebastian returned home from the latest successful mission from the Queen, they returned to a hysterical Lizzy and befuddled house servants. Not believing his cousin, Ciel's feet brought him here.

To his daughter's dirty room.

"I'm going to be sick." He murmured as his eyes caught sight of the blood on her sheets.

"Shh." Sebastian murmured while wrapping his arms around Ciel as the Earl swayed on his feet, hysterical gasps coming from his throat. "Deep breaths, Ciel. We'll get her back." He promised. When Ciel began to gag, he raced them upstairs. "As her father, we have a connection through our demonic blood. I can find her but I need you to pull yourself together to take charge of the household." Ciel nodded, resting his head against the toilet.

"Please bring her back to me, Sebastian." He begged. Sebastian turned him around to face him, cupping his face.

"I will." He promised, pressing a kiss to his lips. Ciel captured his face, pressing their lips together more tightly. Pulling away, Sebastian helped him to his feet. Hands held together tightly, they returned to the entryway.

"She's gone!" Elizabeth wailed, Mey-Rin joining in.

"Damn it, how did they even know about her? She's never been seen before." Ciel seethed, his grief being replaced by anger.

"I'm going to search for her know. Grell will be here shortly to watch over you all." Sebastian informed them. Ciel began to protest as Sebastian left the manor.

Elizabeth retired to her room soon after Sebastian left. The servants quickly scattered to secure the grounds. Satisfied things were safe for now, Ciel turned to return to his office.

He never noticed the plate flying towards the back of his head.

As it made contact, his eyes widened. Slowly, he dropped in a boneless way to the ground. When his attacker kneeled before him, his blue eyes narrowed.

"You."

Convincing Grell had been extremely easy, to Sebastian's delight. It took a simply explanation for the shinigami to go racing towards his house. Knowing that Ciel was safe, Sebastian then focused on his daughter.

Going to the nearest alleyway, the demon slipped inside it. Tapping into his demon powers, Sebastian began to recite an old summoning chant. His fingernails glowed a bright purple as he traced a circle on the wall.

"De damnatis deos oro te, quod comparatur ad me invenient me." He murmured, drawing the pentagram inside of the circle.

"Conceived filia mea in furore peccatum amissum I find me intraverit." Next came the two triangles, opposite and overlapping one another.

"Deduc me ad eam ut libera eam angelum meum DAEMONIACUS features." Sebastian finished, drawing a straight slash through the circle. The circle glowed a bright red, and then opened into a seemingly endless pit of black. Smirking, Sebastian stepped inside.

Ciel awoke with a fierce pounding in his head. Groaning, he slowly sat up.

"How are you feeling?" His bicolored eyes snapped open as he heard the voice. Turning around, Ciel's eyes narrowed.

"Father." He growled. Vincent chuckled, sitting at his old desk.

"Hello, my darling son. My look how well you are solving this puzzle I left you with." He crooned. Ciel glared.

"What the hell do you want?" Ciel barked out. Vincent shook his head, strolling over to his son.

"Wouldn't you like to know, oh mighty Earl Phantomhive." He said, grinning. Ciel scowled.

"You bastard-"

Smack

Ciel winced as his cheek stung and his neck protested the sudden turning it took.

"Quiet, boy. If you wish to see your little bint again, you'll learn some bloody respect." Vincent said. Defiantly, Ciel rose to his feet.

"I…won't let you take her, father." Ciel growled. His father smirked.

"And who will stop you? Her other parent is indisposed." He cackled. Ciel felt his heart stop.

"What in the Queen's name does that mean?" Ciel asked. Vincent shoved him against the wall, slapping him once more.

"Wouldn't you like to know."

Sebastian found himself in a room full of thugs running around and gathering things. None of them seemed to notice the butler, so Sebastian leisurely strolled through all of them. He sensed his little girl's presence and went to it, finding her on a crate of melons.

"Who are you?" A heavy man asked before he could reach his daughter. Sebastian shot the man his most charming smirk.

"I am her father." He said before letting his fist fly.

A crazy fight broke out with Sebastian throwing nearly everything he could into it. Twice he had to move Lincent from the crate to somewhere safe, in which time the brutes managed to shoot at him and cut him with their knives. Fifteen minutes later they all lay dead around him. Sensing his little girl stirring, he quickly grabbed her, covering her eyes as they fluttered open.

"Ah!" She screamed.

"Shh, Lincent. I'm here now." Sebastian murmured. The girl tensed.

"Daddy?" She asked cautiously. Sebastian nodded, rubbing her back.

"Yes. Now close your eyes tight. No peeking." He said sternly. Lincent complied. Tapping into his powers once more, Sebastian wrapped both arms around Lincent and warped to William's place so that he could check over Lincent before she was returned home.

"Ugh." Ciel groaned as he spat out more blood. He and his father had broken out into a duel of fists some time ago and both were growing weary. Before he could catch his breath, his father dropped some dark powder, throwing the room into darkness.

"Father!" Ciel roared. A soft chuckle was heard.

"Ciel?" He heard Grell call from downstairs. Ill at ease by the darkness, Ciel managed to feel his way to his office door. Just as he was about to open it, Grell did it for him. The red head caught him as he tumbled, darkness seeping out behind him in excess."What's going on?" Grell asked as he moved Ciel away from the room.

"Not now. Where is Sebastian?" He demanded as they walked downstairs.

"Ciel!" Elizabeth cried out as she and the servants met them at the foot of the stairs. "You're lip and cheek are swollen and bleeding." She murmured.

"He is having William look over Lincent." Grell explained after a moment of silence. Nodding his approval, Ciel relaxed slightly.

"Good. Elizabeth, Mey-Rin, fetch me the medical supplies so that my appearance doesn't frighten my daughter. Finnian and Bardroy, guard the mansion still." He ordered.

"Okay."

"Daddy." Lin yawned, clinging to her father. Sebastian cradled her to his chest as they quickly made their way home.

"We'll be home soon." He promised. Lin had, miraculously, been unscratched when Will examined her. Only some light bruising.

"Lin!" The entire household cried out when they appeared. Ciel ripped the three year old away from his lover, quickly examining her for injuries. "Did they hurt you?" He asked as Sebastian pulled them into his arms. She shook her head, Sebastian shaking his as well.

"No. Can I sleep with you guys tonight?" She asked her parents. Ciel nodded, heart still racing at the thought of losing her.

"Of course. Why don't I go and tuck you in. Your father and I will join you soon." He insisted. Lincent nodded, snuggling close.

"Okay."

After swapping stories, everyone retired to bed for a restless night's sleep.

"How could we have let it get this bad?" Ciel pondered as he curled into Sebastian's arm embrace, Lin sleeping next to them soundly. The butler shook his head, pressing kisses to Ciel's face.

"It will never get this bad again. She will not leave my sight again." He murmured, eyes darkening. Ciel nodded.

"I'm so tired, Sebastian." He said, pressing a hand to his head. Sebastian kissed his cheek, cuddling him close.

"Then sleep. I shall remain here, holding you as you sleep." He promised. Ciel nodded.

"We'll get my father, won't we?" Ciel asked. Sebastian nodded, kissing his forehead.

"Of course we will." He promised.

As they researched on Vincent's dark past, Ciel found out that the father he had admired for so long was actually just an act…and that his memories of their deaths was faked.

His mother's body had been found four years ago in India. His father owned a huge portion of the world's black markets and immersed himself into it when he began to slowly lose his mind the day of his wedding.

His mother's journal's revealed that she would have left him if society would have allowed it. She was miserable and worried about her son. By her last entry, Rachel was terrified of her husband and often tried to hide Ciel from him.

"I don't remember any of this." Ciel said in disbelief as he read the journal.

"You were under a great deal of shock when they died, Ciel. It is not uncommon for shock victims to blur out unpleasant things. You were also quite young." Sebastian reminded him. Ciel nodded.

"I suppose."

As the days trickled by, Ciel quickly grew depressed. Sebastian, of course, noticed it first but wisely didn't comment. Elizabeth and the servants were next, and she did comment, only to get snapped at. When Lincent noticed, then Sebastian stepped in.

He did it in the library.

Ciel was looking through some old family photo albums when he found him. Silently walking over to him, he placed his hands on his shoulders.

"We need to talk, Ciel." Sebastian murmured softly.

"I don't want to talk." Ciel replied in his now-typical mono-tone.

"I don't care. We need to. This behavior is beginning to affect our daughter." He explained. Ciel jerked away from him.

"Are you accusing me of hurting Lincent?" He snarled. Sebastian frowned, reaching for him again."

"No I'm-"

"Then stay the hell out of it. I'm not my parents. I'm doing what I can to make my child happy and healthy." He snapped, stalking over to the window to scowl out it. Sebastian frowned. Walking over to Ciel, he placed his hands on his shoulders again.

"I want to make you healthy as well, Ciel. You are depressed." He informed him. The younger male stiffened under his touch. "I know they hurt you. The people who are still with you that care about you haven't. Don't shut us out." He insisted, turning him around. Ciel went with him, frowning. Looking up at Sebastian, he stared into his demon's face…the face that resembled his father's.

"What can I do to put a smile on your face again?" Sebastian asked, taking Ciel's face into his hands. The young man looked up, pain in his eyes.

"Spoil me." He insisted, wrapping his arms around his lover. Sebastian returned the embrace, relieved that the boy was finally accepting help. Leaning down, Sebastian captured his lips in a heartfelt kiss.

"Anything." He promised.

And spoil him he did. That weekend, after placing Lincent under the care of Will, Sebastian took his master to a private beach, renting a nearby house. He catered to Ciel's every need, making the man feel as if he had regained his place in the world once more.

The sex helped too, Ciel would admit.

"Better?" Sebastian asked two days into the break. They were laying on the beach, soaking in the sun and the aftermath. Ciel nodded, curling into his arms.

"Thank you." He said sincerely. "I love you. When can I get home to Lin?" Sebastian's eyes softened when he noticed the anxious look in Ciel's.

"Tomorrow." He said simply, brushing some sand from Ciel's bare shoulders. The younger nodded, settling against his side once more.

"Good. I miss her terribly."

History happens without warning…or at least the kind spoke of in legends.

For the young Lincent, this happened on the 24th of July. The night that her world burned down.

But to watch this event unfold, we must look at the 23rd.

For the past week, Sebastian had begun to gather information about Vincent's people. After getting every bit he could find, he and Ciel set up a plan to finally put out his revenge.

They did not expect Vincent to make the first move.

He sent them a letter that morning, demanding their presence in a warehouse on the other side of the country. Ciel immediately wrote up a reply, sending it back with the messenger that had brought it.

So now, right after a peaceful lunch with just himself, Lizzy, and Lincent, Ciel abandoned his current battle strategies and went to reflect on just about everything as he watched Lin run from her godmother.

If he did manage to get what he wanted tomorrow night, then his life would end. It was in his contract with Sebastian. Despite Sebastian's best attempts to hide it, Ciel was very aware that the demon was trying to find a loophole in it.

Ciel knew that it would be for naught.

So, sighing slightly, Ciel mentally prepared himself for the heartbreaking conversation he was about to have as soon as his butler joined him once more.

"Ciel…" Sebastian's voice made Ciel jump from his spot beside his window. He had not expected him back so soon. Warm arms soon embraced him.

"It's almost over, isn't it Sebastian." He murmured softly, absently tracing the contract engraved in Sebastian's hand. He butler didn't reply. Sighing, Ciel leaned back against him.

"Contact Will. I need to entrust him with my last will & testament to make sure Lizzy can handle my family and company affairs until Lincent can take over."

It all happened so fast. One minute, Ciel was locked in combat with his father, the next he was thrown out of the warehouse.

Vincent cackled from inside, his eyes filled with glee as he watched his child slowly rise to his feet. Cursing, Ciel tested his weight on his ankle, which was throbbing painfully.

This was his battle. Sebastian was locked in combat with Vincent's seemingly endless amount of goons, trying to give his master enough time to win this battle on his own.

Vincent grinned wickedly, the sudden look making Ciel's heart quiver with uncertainty.

"You know, son, the Chinese taught me many useful tricks." He stated as he stepped towards Ciel. The Earl frowned. "In fact, I now know how to snap my fingers and visit my cute granddaughter." He said. Before Ciel could even process what he said, his father did as he said. Gasping, Ciel raced into the warehouse.

"Sebastian! He's going for Lin!" Ciel cried, his mind thinking only of his daughter.

Warm arms wrapped around him instantly, followed quickly by the blurring of the world around him.

Lincent hummed to herself as she played with her doll on her bed. Her Aunt Elizabeth would be home soon to join her, she had been told. She had no idea where the servants were, or her parents, but that was fine by her.

She loved her alone time.

A thump upstairs had her frowning. Standing up, Lincent abandoned her doll to go and find out what the noise was about.

"Hello?" She called out softly as she reached her mother's study. Cracking open the door, Lincent held back a gasp. Before her stood a man, dumping gas onto everything. When the man lit a match, Lincent muffled a scream.

She was temporarily blinded as everything was set aflame.

"Oh God!" Ciel coughed, his eyes watering from the smoke."Lincent!" Sebastian called, abandoning his master in search of their daughter. Ciel gave his silent approval. Exiting the office, he suddenly found himself shoved back in it.

"We shall end this tonight, son." Vincent snarled. Ciel growled, shoving the older man back.

"Fine by me, father." He snarled, grabbing the gun he kept under his desk. Aiming it at his father, Ciel pulled the trigger-

-right as Sebastian entered the room, a terrified Lincent in his arms.

The girl gave a shriek of surprise when the blood from the back of Vincent's head shot onto her face and the wall behind her and Sebastian. Her father stiffened, sitting her down. Ciel shot her a reassuring smile, even as Sebastian stalked closer to him.

The demon's pupils had enlarged so much that his eyes appeared as black as his hair. Reaching out to take his hands, Ciel smiled bravely at Lincent.

"We love you." He whispered. Looking back at his lover, Ciel squeezed his hands.

Lincent screamed as he father lost his human form and pulled Ciel into his arms. A minute later, Sebastian disappeared and Ciel dropped to the floor, the life literally sucked out of him.

"Ciel! Lin! Sebastian!" Lizzy cried out, terrified. Before her, the Phantomhive mansion was burning to the ground. She looked up as the Undertaker exited the house.

"Thank god!" Grell murmured beside her. Lizzy stood, eyes narrowed when she noticed the body in his arms.

"Aunt Lizzy." Lin murmured sleepily as she spotted the blond. Suddenly, William appeared.

"Lady Elizabeth Midford. I hereby produce to you Lord Ciel Phantomhive's will. It says that you are to take Lincent in as your own child, and run his company. His fortune will go to his daughter when she comes of age." Will explained as Lizzy pulled Lin into her arms.

"You mean..." She murmured, tightening her grip on Lincent. When Will nodded, she burst into tears.

A/N: ...well, now Ciel's dead. Again, for those of you who are leaving me now, thank you for your time and patience. For those of you who are not, then see you in the next two chapters~

- Kida-Asumi

ps - Sebastian's latin, courtesy of google translate:

Of the damned gods, I beg to thee, help me find that which is related to me.
My daughter conceived in sin is lost in the madness I find myself in.
Guide me to her so that I may free her, my angel with demonic features.