Ciel and Sebastian returned home that day. When they walked in, Ciel noticed that nothing was out of place downstairs, until he found bloody washcloths in the laundry room. "With any luck, it's a suicide note she left us," Sebastian said.

"Don't give your hopes up, you know we can't get rid of her that easily," Ciel reminded.

Walking upstairs, Ciel and Sebastian knocked on Fangurl's bedroom door before opening it up and finding the girl holding the sleeping Shinigami in her arms. "Fangurl; what is that Shinigami doing in my manor?!" Ciel yelled.

Fangurl silenced him before replying "Alan has been gang raped by a group of demons, and I'm taking care of him while Eric, Ronnie, Grell, and William try to find them."

"I should've known he was here after those four showed up," Sebastian realized.

"Ciel, he's been hurt, and he's severely traumatized, I just want to help my friend," Fangurl said.

The Phantomhive boy saw the seriousness and concern in her eyes and replied "Very well, you may take care of him until he has healed, but he's your responsibility." Fangurl nodded before he left with Sebastian.

Alan heard the door close and immediately shot his head up. "It's okay sweetie, no one's here, go back to sleep," she promised as Alan lowered his head and Fangurl began to stroke his hair again. Leaning down, she placed a kiss on his face. "If only you knew how much I always wanted to take care of you." Fangurl covered up the Shinigami before she leaned her head back and took a nap as well.

It was almost twilight when Alan awoke from his slumber. The brunette stood up and walked over to the window. He had this haunting feeling that the demons were really watching him, and had really threatened to kill Fangurl. Looking down at his wrist, he saw the ten blade marks he'd put upon himself, because of what Fangurl had said was a hallucinogenic command.

Speaking of Fangurl, the Shinigami turned to see the girl still asleep on the chaise lounge. Going over to her, Alan sat down next to her and reached out to stroke the back of his hand across her face. He felt like such a burden to her, and wished that none of this had ever happened.

Standing up, Alan walked over to the table and picked up the knife again. There was blood stained onto the steel utensil that had come from his own veins, and he was about to add more. Sitting down on the carpet, Alan slid the knife across his arms once again, before unbuttoning the nightshirt and gazing down at his tan skin. Closing his eyes, Alan could hear the demon's words echo through his head about how if he didn't harm himself, they'd hurt or even kill Fangurl.

Keeping his eyes shut tight, Alan bit his lip as he slashed his own chest and stomach with the knife. Tears welled up and fell but he continued on. He didn't care if he died by this point, life felt like all meaning and worth was gone.

But before he could go on much longer, the brunette felt the gentle touch of something on his hands as the knife was slowly forced out of his grasp. Opening his eyes, Alan saw Fangurl in front of him with a look of sadness on her face. She helped him stand up and took him into her bathroom.

Silently, she cleaned up his wounds before starting to put his nightshirt back on him. Alan grabbed her wrist and looked at her as if his eyes were telling her to stop. "Alan, are you okay?" she asked.

The Shinigami then leaned forward and placed a kiss on Fangurl's lips. "Please don't hate me for doing that," he quietly pleaded.

"I don't hate you sweetie; is this what you want?" she replied.

"You are what I want Fangurl. You take care of me, you're patient with me, and I love you," Alan responded slowly.

Fangurl stroked Alan's face with her fingertips and felt the Shinigami take her hand and press it against his face as he took her in. Gently, Fangurl wrapped her arms around the brunette and kissed him again. Alan remembered all the forced, rough, and unwanted kissing he had to do with the demons, but Fangurl kissed him gently and lovingly.

"I love you too Alan," the girl whispered as they leaned their foreheads together.

The Shinigami began to cry when he heard her whisper her words. Alan had wanted to hear Fangurl tell him she loved him for a while, but was scared to make a move because of his assumption of her crush on Ronald. He felt her wipe away his tears as she shushed his crying quietly. But he was also crying at the fact that Fangurl was a pure, untainted virgin, whereas he had been violated, torn up from the inside, and touched by demons. Alan didn't want to put Fangurl through the emotional stress of being with someone like him.

"Alan, sweetie, don't cry," Fangurl muttered as she wiped away his tears. "It's okay, you've done nothing wrong."

"But I've been torn up and abused, are you okay with being with someone like me?" he wondered.

As a response, Fangurl pressed her lips to his again. "You are a beautiful Shinigami and nothing would make me happier than being with you. You've been beaten and raped by demons, but that doesn't mean that you don't deserve to have someone love you just as much as before," she said.

With that answer, Alan placed his hands on her neck as he began to kiss her passionately. Fangurl placed her hands on his chest as she returned Alan's kiss. "Let's continue in your room," Alan suggested after pulling away and running a hand through her hair.

Fangurl seemed to agree with his decision, for she took his hand and led him into her room, locked the door, seated them both on the chaise lounge, and returned to kissing him. Alan slid his tongue over her lips as he tasted Fangurl. She was sweet and soft and gentle and the brunette seemed to crave her more with each new kiss he gave her.

The girl opened her mouth and slowly, yet lovingly invited Alan's tongue in with her own. The Shinigami hesitated before entering her mouth and felt their tongues play and love each other. Fangurl pulled away and said quietly "I can't do this right now."

Alan sat there and felt his heart begin to break at her rejection. "I'm sorry, I never should've done anything," he muttered.

"Sweetheart, it's not your fault; it's just that, I don't think you're prepared mentally or physically enough for this yet. It's only been about a day since you were found. I think it's a good idea if we wait a little while, until you've healed both psychologically and bodily so that no harm will come to you," Fangurl explained.

The Shinigami felt tears well in his eyes as he held onto her hands. "How long do we need to wait?" he wondered.

"At least a couple of weeks, but as soon as you've healed some, we will take it a step further, I promise," she whispered before gently pressing a kiss on his lips.

Alan wrapped his arms around Fangurl and laid his face on her neck. "I'll wait however long I have to, to be with you," he said.

Fangurl began to stroke his brunette hair as she leaned her head against his. The two then heard Ciel call Fangurl from his office. "I have to go see what Ciel wants," the girl stated as she stood up.

Alan grabbed her hand and pulled her back down. "Please don't be gone long. I hate it when you're away from me for long periods of time," the Shinigami pleaded.

The girl smiled and kissed his lips before leaving the room and entering Ciel's office. There, she found the other four Shinigamis. "We have a way to lure the demons into a trap and catch them," Ronald informed.