PLEASE READ: I'm back with another song-fic! I felt like writing angsty Sebaciel so here it is! Enjoy and I hope you get some feels! -evil grin-

Song: Blossom Tears by LYn & Leo of VIXX (English lyrics are used)

Rated: M maybe for the angst, breaking up, cutting and character death

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the song lyrics used. This is written for fun because I'm a sadist.

Blossom Tears by LYn & Leo

"The goodbye trickles down your cheeks like blood. You lips asking why is so sad.

No, don't come, don't make that face. Just pass me by"

Ciel stood leaned on the gazebo's fence, shock evident. Sebastian was standing in front of him, too far to make it seem as if they were friends, or possible lovers. They were lovers (Key Word: were) until now, until Sebastian started having doubts about their relationship.

"You're breaking up with me?" Ciel chocked back tears, unwilling to look weak in front of Sebastian.

"I'm sor-" He started but Ciel cut him off,

"Why? Tell me why. Did that bitch Grell convince you to date him, or her, or whatever he/she is now?"

"Don't be like that. Grell has nothing to do with this." Sebastian frowned.

"Tell me, after you leave me here, heartbroken," Sebastian cringed at the word heartbroken," Are you going to go to Grell?" Sebastian opted to ignore Ciel's last question and reached out to touch Ciel's arm, to try and comfort him. However, when Ciel flinched, Sebastian pulled back lightning-quick.

"Ciel... Can we stay friends? L-like before?" Sebastian felt oddly overcome with emotion. Sebastian loved Ciel but he was leaving and he wanted Ciel to be free but by trying to leave Ciel, he was breaking his own heart in the process too.

"The countless word of love that were whispered, our promises that are breaking instantly.

No, this is a dream, your eyes are telling me. Just hug me again"

Ciel laughed bitterly, no trace of humour.

"Seriously? No. I will either have you or not. Being friends would be like dangling a string in front of a cat without letting the cat play with it. You are the string, I can't have you. So, leave." Ciel gestured to the steep stairs leading out of the round, fairytail-like gazebo.

"Ciel, let me tell you one thi-"

"No, leave."

Sebastian glanced at Ciel, a dejected look on his face.

"If that's what you wish." Sebastian gracefully walked, no glided away and out of the gazebo. He acted like a feline sometimes, a mysterious, come-and-see-you-a-few-times-but-then-disappear kind of cat.

"I loved you, I cared for you, that's it. I loved you but now I hate you, that's the one reason.

You think I don't know you? You're lying right now. You still love me, you're still the same.

I don't love you"

Ciel looked out from the gazebo and stared at the giant tree, with branches thst spread out across the small park. That's where Ciel and Sebastian engraved their initials, feeling like one of those cheesy, totally in-love couples. On the small, beaten up bench by the park entrance, they had shared their first kiss. Ciel met Sebastian on one of the swings at midnight, kicking the gravel absent-mindedly. When Ciel had spoken up, they chatted under the moon, almost immediately becoming friends.

Ciel sighed; there were so many good memories here with Sebastian and now they will be buried under this one, the memory of them breaking up. They weren't made to last together, Ciel knew that, Sebastian's friends disapproved, thinking Ciel was just a child though they were all pretty much the same age.

Ciel picked a flower poking out from a flower bush that was invading the gazebo slowly. He contemplated playing "He loves me-He loves me not" but he just got his answer 10 minutes ago when Sebastian left.

"He loves me, He loves me not. I pick the flower petals as I endlessly cry.

The flower petals drench my feet. Each petal that has fallen seems like us, making my heart ache.

Why did we have to break up?"

Ciel came home; only to smell Sebastian's cologne and personal scent fill every room of his apartment. Ciel noticed Sebastian's stuff around and a small flicker of anger bloomed in his chest. How could he? How could he do this to him?

In the end, Sebastian's shirts were ripped, torn and pulled apart, his classical music cds were scattered across the floor, in small, unrecognisable pieces as well as other belongings which were either trashed or thrown out of the window.

"I loved you, I cared for you, that's it. Don't say that!

I loved you but now I hate you, that's the reason. You think I don't know you?You're lying right now.

You still love me, you're still the same"

Ciel stumbled into his small bathroom, his vision swimming and head spinning because of all of the alcohol he drank, hoping to forget but he can't. Even if he forgets his own name, he won't forget the pain blossoming in his chest when Sebastian told him.

He took a small razor, running it across his wrist lightly, tickling his hairs. Then he applied a little bit of pressure,a small trickle of blood running down to his elbow. Ciel knows this is wrong; he knows that if he doesn't stop, it leads to the ultimate pain. The pain of being dead, gone, forgotten. His mind wants to stop but his heart urges him to go on; making him physically feels the same amount of pain as he is feeling emotionally.

"I was lonely everyday. . . I'm sorry for all the painful times, I won't lose you again.

Come into my arms again"

Getting quickly addicted, Ciel kept drunkenly slashing at his wrists, ankles, upper arms, anywhere just to feel the prickling, burning pain. His vision doubled, yet Ciel didn't care. At this point, the only thing Ciel felt was the stinging physical pain, the heart ache and the ice-cold tiles digging into his bare feet.

He felt his energy seeping out of him, like his crimson blood. He leaned against a counter, his head nearly slumping against a mirror. His eyelids felt extremely heavy and Ciel gladly closed them.

"I love you, I love you, that's it. Even if my blackened and burned heart explodes.

I'll stay here now because I have so much to do for you, because there's so much I owe you, because I'm so thankful.

Let's not grow apart, Let's not grow apart"

"Ciel, I know you don't want to see me but can I please take my stuff?" Sebastian begged, knocking on the door. Ciel didn't answer so Sebastian pushed the door, finding it unlocked.

"He never learns to lock the front door, does he?" Sebastian thought and chuckled to himself. He entered the kitchen, which was part of the living room and noticed smashed alcohol bottles, shot glasses tipped over and alcohol dripping to the floor. Sebastian frowned and moved to the living room, which was in no better state. Normally, Ciel was extremely tidy as he was a perfectionist and had a bit of an OCD. He noticed his cds smashed to smithereens and he grimaced, not his Bach cd! Sebastian entered Ciel's bedroom, wondering where Ciel might be. He picked up his "Black Veil Brides" shirt that looked as if it had been put in a blender. All of Sebastian's belongings were ruined, however Sebastian couldn't get himself to become angry at Ciel.

"Ciel? Are you he-" Sebastian's voice refused to work when he saw a slumped figure in the bathroom. Cautiously, he inched into the bathroom, staring in horror when he noticed all of the dried blood. A small razor was still in one of Ciel's hands. Sebastian wanted to scream his head off but his vocal chords were unresponsive. Not Ciel, not sweet, cute, though he'd never admit it, Ciel.

"No, no, no. . ." Sebastian crouched and planted a chaste kiss on Ciel's cold lips.

"I love you. . ."

"He loves me, He loves me not

I pick the flower petals as I endlessly cry"

Omg... I want to cry! I think this is one of the most heartbreaking things I've written... EVER! Anyway, thanks for reading and I'll be back soon with something probably just as sad and angsty. There may be many mistakes!