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To Lahphantomhives:

... I fucking love you for this, this amazing assfuck of a review that fucking made my life. Like, we should legitly get our asses married in some beautiful tit-bonding ceremony that may or may not involve unicorn semen. (wait, what?)

My shitty story doesn't deserve such love. This story is like the STD-infested, four-headed penis of fanfiction, but thanks for giving this weird dick some love and support. It's a real confidence booster.

To Arisa:

*gives you a giant cookie* That is the nicest thing anyone has said to me. I love you so platonically hard it isn't even funny. Like seriously... Seriously... thank you. *huggles*

Questions from last chapter (contains spoilers, read your ow risk):

From: Fudgecakes
Q: Yay I have another question, so did Lilium brainwashed Akuma?
A: You need to remember that an angel's 'signature power' is the ability to re-write one's past. That's what Lillium did with Akuma. Why? Teehee not telling.

Q:And who might be the father of Akuma since she is kinda like a half-demon or something?
A: Well, I'm just gonna go ahead and say it since most of you guessed it already: IT'S SEBASTIAN! Except he doesn't know that... NOW STOP ASKING, KAY? xD jk you know I love you.

"Where is she?" an irritated voice spoke.

Ciel wrapped hugged his knees tighter to his chest in a rather ineffective to stay warm. He flinched when lightning laced the sky and left behind a mighty boom. He huddled closer to the wall, trying to make himself as small as possible.

Truth be told, the rock overhang he had chosen to take shelter under offered little protection in the face of the awful storm he was sitting through. The wind blew the heavy rain in every direction, sending the rain in under the overhang and soaking and chilling him to the bone.

"Damn, it's freezing out here..." he said to himself.

The horse laying beside him let out a miserable snuffle, and Ciel patted her and rested against her flank to comfort her. He sighed at the warmth and resisted the urge to snuggle against the horse. He looked over to where Sebastian was laying on his back, still as death. The wound's on the demon's back had finally begun to close The boy reached over and grabbed his butler's wrist for what must have been the hundredth time, only to get the same result he's had a hundred times before: silence. No pulse beat beneath the ice cold skin. Ciel wasn't sure if there was ever a heart beat to begin with.

He shook his head slightly and turned to look back outside at the raging sky. It showed no sign of relenting anytime soon. If anything, the storm seemed to be growing worse and worse. He made a mental note to find better shelter when the opportunity presented itself.

He felt exhausted. The night's events had truly taken a toll on him. He couldn't help but let his thoughts drift as he was wrapped in the horse's steady warmth and pulse. His thoughts suddenly turned to Leila. He wondered vaguely if she was alright. She had seemed very fearful when she sent Sebastian and himself away. He decided to think nothing of it, and closed his eyes.

For the first time in years, his sleep was dreamless.

However, such a peaceful thing never lasted long for Ciel.

After a few hours, the rain had finally let up, though the thunder and lightning still lingered. It was early morning, and the sky was faintly lit. A particularly loud crack of thunder woke him, and he looked up to see Leila, briefly illuminated by the lightning.

She looked awful. She was riddled with slash and stab wounds, he even saw a small pocket knife embedded in her shoulder. There were arrows lodged in various places all over her body, mainly around her back and shoulders, but there was one or two that had gone straight her left leg, which she dragged behind her at a painful angle. Blood dripped from her form, leaving a thin, spotty trail behind her. Her black hair was caked in the crimson liquid. Her blood-splattered face held the expression of unimaginable agony, and every slow movement she made towards Ciel caused her to let out a pained sound. In her arms she clutched a seemingly unharmed, yet still unconscious Akuma.

Ciel let out a surprised yell, and immediately jumped up to help her. He rushed over to her swaying side, and put an arm around her to support her, not caring that her blood was soaking through his already ruined nightshirt. She breathed in relief, and nearly put all her weight on him. He groaned slightly, but somehow managed to stay upright and walking. The rock overhang which he sheltered under was literally ten steps away, but it was going uphill. After a bit of struggle, they made it back under the rock. Ciel could barely stand by that point, and none-too-gently shoved Leila off his shoulders. She was out cold before she hit the ground, her 'sleeping' daughter rolled from her arms.

Ciel took in the scene before him, not knowing what to do. He was left all alone with two (possibly three) injured beings. He had counted on Leila knowing what to do to revive Sebastian, but apparently the pure souls were more trouble than he imagined. Hell, Sebastian was probably long dead for all he knew. Ciel bit his lip, wondering what to do. He decided to try and help Leila in anyway he could before trying to tend to Sebastian.

He knelt beside her and inspected her wounds. Could she die from them? He knew that most other humans would have died long ago from such grievous injuries. He knew very little about doctoring, though he knew that most of her injuries will probably require stitches, lest she get an infection. At the very least, they needed to be bandaged.

Ciel took a deep breath; he had always been a bit squeamish, and he already felt nausea just at the sight of her injuries. He grabbed the handle of the knife in her shoulder, and gently pulled. It slid out with a wet sound that nearly made him gag. He dropped the bloodied knife beside him.

It had taken him nearly an hour to remove all the arrows from her person. There was nothing to close or bandage to wounds with, so he just left them as they were and hoped for the best. By that time the sun was well up in the sky, and the horse was lazily grazing at the bottom of the hill. Whatever appetite Ciel had vanished by the time he was done with Leila, who was beginning to stir slightly.

He shook her shoulder slightly. "Can you hear me?" he asked.

All he got in response was a pained moan. He tried again, shaking her a bit harder. She opened her eyes and looked over her shoulder at him.

"Stop..." she whispered, "It hurts... everything..." she trailed off.

Ciel watched her mumble as her eyes began to drift shut.

"Don't all asleep, I need to talk you." He said firmly.

"Mmm..." she hummed, "So tired... everything hurts."

"Tell me what happened." he ordered.

Leila remained silent for some time.

"Answer me!" Ciel hissed.

"T-too many of them..." she breathed. "Couldn't get away..."

Ciel hesitated for a moment. "Well, you're going to be okay, right?"

She took a moment to answer. "Mhmm... probably."

Ciel could tell she was going to pass out again any second, so he got in one more question.

"What do I do about Sebastian?"

She opened her eyes slightly. "Blood is precious," she whispered, "His seal... In your blood... Hoheo taralna, rondero tarel... Raum... Raum..."

She stopped speaking suddenly, and closed her eyes. She let out a contented sigh as sleep took her once more.

Ciel swallowed, and looked over at his butler, suddenly understanding what she meant. Surely Sebastian would do this for him if the situation was reversed, wouldn't he? Was he really willing to go this far for Sebastian? The boy look at the injuries, the carvings, the blood.

The answer was obvious.

He picked up the knife, and held it over his wrist.

"Hoheo taralna, rondero tarel. Raum, Raum."

The knife sliced into the delicate skin, and Ciel bit his lip to hold back a scream.

"H-hoheo taralna, rondero tarel. Raum, R-Raum..."

He swallowed the bile rising in his throat, and dabbed a finger in the blood that was quickly pooling from his wrist. Being as exact as he could, he traced Sebastian's mark over the cross Lillium had carved into his chest.

"Hoheo taralna, rondero tarel. Raum, Raum!"

He nearly shouted these words, and at that time a faint, icy breeze began to blow. Ciel pulled away, and scooted back against the rwall, not knowing what to expect. The blood on Sebastian's chest seeped into his skin like water sinking into earth.

The demon's chest suddenly heaved as he took a deep, shuddering breath. The breeze suddenly stopped, and Sebastian lay still, his chest barely moving as he took faint, shallow breaths.

Ciel hesitantly crawled back towards his butler, waiting for him to do something. He looked over his shoulder his shoulder at Leila, hoping she would tell him what to do. She was trembling and whimpering in her sleep, her head turning from side to side and lost in whatever haunted her nightmares.

When he turned back to Sebastian, he was surprised to see that the demon's eyes were open and were staring intently into his own. Sebastian's eyes were glowing fuschia slits. They had a pained, feverish light in them.

"Sebastian..?"

Ciel caught his wrist, and felt for a pulse. The heart that beat beneath the skin was weak, slow, irregular. His heart, almost like some pathetic dying butterfly, seemed on the verge of giving up, but still fought, barely fluttering.

The demon suddenly caught sight of Leila, twitching a few feet away. He gently pushed his master aside, and painstakingly dragged himself over to her. He pulled her into his arms and curled himself around her. He breathed her named, buried his nose in her hair and closed his eyes, seemingly drifting off into sleep.

SEBBYxLEILA BITCHES!

Yup, it's official xD I promised there was gonna be a treat.

I'm sorry this chapter took so long. I was about halfway through when I crashed, and had to start all over (shitty computer is shitty).

You guys are probably gonna hate me for this, but I'm going to be taking a hiatus until spring break. The reason being is that I'm failing like half my subjects and if I want to make it to the next grade I'm going to have to do a lot of make-up word and a lot of studying... BOOO!

And in case you're wondering, yes, I have deleted the Raven and the Wolf. Why? Simply because OC was a mega mary-sue, and the plot was predictable and generic. However if there is someone out there who wants to continue it for me by all means, PM me.

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