A/N: Sorry about not updating this for like ever. I had some plot issues etc. But everything is okay now. I have also edited some of the previous chapters so that they are easier to read. Thank you to all the reviewers and people who have followed/Favorited and just read. Any questions? Review! Spotted a mistake? Review! I love hearing feed back :3

Sebastian's POV

The trip back to Hell had been less than pleasant and he was more than glad to be back with his young master. He was practically kicking himself over forgetting what today meant for young demons. What was worse than that was that they had gone to the reaper's world. Usually demons would be killed on sight when they visited there but, since they now had control of the bridge to Earth, it seemed like nobody cared much... except William. God that man hated demons so.

A small whimper of pain snapped him out of his thoughts. He checked Ciel over looking for any signs of physical change. So far there were none. He sighed and sat back down on the chair occupying the side of his bed. Soon after Ciel had collapsed and they'd got him inside of Grell's home, the other two had returned home. Ronald seemed not to bothered with the three house guests but, William was beyond furious.

Had in not been for the Undertaker to step in and explain things they would be dead. In the end all he got was a runny nose as William started spraying air freshener everywhere saying that the air needed to be cleansed. Once he had decided that Ciel was in a stable enough condition to travel, he had scooped him up, thanked the Undertaker for checking him over, said goodbye to the other reapers and had left. As he was walking away he could hear Grell being whacked repeatedly over the head with his own scythe.

Walking through the streets of Hell had been a trail as well. He was relatively well known around these parts and he had a couple off odd looks as well as insults from old enemies thrown his way. He had an old friend called Zanal whom he had a fall out with over killing the other demon's master for his own master at the time. He was lucky he didn't murder him.

"So, it seems that our little prince is taking in babies. Isn't that cute?" Zanal mocked.

"He's young, but he is also my contracted master. So, I am asking you politely without ripping your lungs out to allow me to just leave and never see your face again." He had replied with a sadistic smile.

At least he had shut him up. Other people were smart enough to just whisper behind his back. He didn't mind because words didn't hurt. It was just Ciel didn't need this type of crap at the moment. His sister had given him a strange look and had continued with her business. He had then quickly made his way to his bedroom where he had spent the last few hours watching over the sleeping form of the once earl.

Apart from the one off moans of pain, he had not moved nor shown any signs of change. He was beginning to get worried. He wasn't quite sure how long it usually took but, he was pretty sure it should of began before now. He wanted to call Alyssa but, he didn't want to intrude. She may of know much about such things but, she was very busy and it would be rude to disturb her. Luckily, she was the one who came to him.

"Is everything okay?" The silver haired demoness asked strolling into his room.

"Not really." He replied sounding rather sullen.

"What's happened?" She sighed sweeping her hair behind her.

"It's 'that day'." He said looking up at her, "I'm not quite sure what's happening."

She roughly pushed him off the bed and bent over Ciel. Sebastian was a little annoyed that she had done that but, his worry for the young demon had stopped him from feeling it too much. She hovered her hands over him for a couple of minutes which only fueled Sebastian's worry.

"Trapped. They're trapped inside him." She mumbled.

"What are?"He snapped impatiently.

"His wings. You'll have to cut them out or let them continue to rip themselves from his body which could cause serious problems." She replied looking grim, "I do take care of young ones all the time but, you're rather attached. You should make the decision what to do with him."

"What do you mean 'what to do'? I'm not going to let him be in any pain, well anymore than what he's currently in at least!" He almost yelled.

The young demoness laughed lightly and shook her head causing her perfect veil of silver hair to fall about her.

"No, silly. I was asking if you would rather I cut him open, or you. Hell, we could even call in Salutem." She giggled.

Sebastian gulped. His sister was fascinated with the workings of the demon body. She was kind and willing to help (which was rare for a demon) but, she had her own motives. She was a demoness and apparently took after their mother, manipulative and dangerous if she so pleased. Even he wouldn't fight with her. She was not as strong as he but, she was much faster and adept at magic. On the other hand, he didn't want to cause Ciel any pain with his own hands. He knew that the demonling was sleeping and wouldn't feel much anyway but, he just didn't want to do it. A long time ago he wouldn't of cared about watching the boy in pain. Now, however, he had been captivated.

Those were his only options because he downright refused to go to Salutem. He had once forsaken Hell and had repented for his sins and was allowed into Heaven but, being the son of Lucifer, he had quickly been thrown back down to Hell. They had been less than happy to see him again and he had become an outcast. Sebastian and Alyssa were the only ones who were still in contact with him still. In all truth, he still resented Salutem for leaving them, and he still disliked him as he always had.

"...Go get one of your knives. Mine are too blunt for something like this." He sighed deeply.

His sister nodded, running from the room in a hurry. He quickly took her place on the bed by Ciel's side as he didn't like that woman giving him so much attention. After all, demons were naturally jealous creatures. The younger demon mumbled something in his sleep snuggling closer to the butler causing the older demon to smile slightly.

"I'm back." The demoness called a little too joyfully rushing back into the room carrying an ornate sacrificial dagger.

Sebastian eyed her with suspicion before taking the dagger tentatively asking her to roll Ciel on to his front. She did so without complaint which he supposed was good but, he still felt kind of strange holding a knife to his master's pale back. He could feel his palms getting sticky with sweat and he was physically trembling. He could clearly see two rather large bulges on Ciel's back where the wings were trying to escape. The skin was discolored and hot to the touch.

He swallowed and slowly began to cut into the burning flesh under his finger tips. He felt sick as the blood slowly began to trickle out and made a note to go faster as to not cause him any more pain. It took half and hour to get his wings out and fulled spread. By then, Ciel had woken up and passed out again.

Alyssa had left shortly after to give him some space to look after Ciel whom was beginning to get wake up once again. He mumbled something incoherent and tried rolling on to his back. As soon as he did he yelped in pain and nearly fell off the side. Sebastian stopped him luckily and pulled him into a tight embrace where the young demon just stayed trembling with his blood soaked newly found butterfly wings curling around him defensively.

"Are you alright, young master?" He asked, concern in his voice.

"Alright? Do I look alright, Sebastian?" He snapped pulling away, "I mean, what the HELL are these?"

He gestured to the wings that were now limply hanging by his side. Sebastian didn't want to admit but, butterfly wings were rare and were seen as something very valuable. In fact, demons like his young master were so rare, people thought that Butterfly Demons were just a fairy tale from the old days before humans existed. He didn't know if Ciel knew the stories and he sure as Hell wasn't going to tell him. He would also have to find methods of hiding them as some demons would try to cut them off and sell them for a huge amount of money.

Ciel had now started to shake with fury at his butler's silence and had began to shuffle backwards, his eyes glowing pink.

"Young master?" He questioned.

He hissed at him to get away and promptly jumped from the bed and hid behind one of the thick curtains covering the window. Sebastian sighed and realized that the change had brought back the mood swings. He honestly didn't understand why ex-human's had mood swings, emotion was mostly useless for demons. They didn't need it clouding their senses.

"Sebastian. Leave me alone. If I need you I will call." Ciel called from behind the curtain.

Sebastian just rolled his eyes and dragged the ex-earl out of his hiding place making the boy screech. He just ignored him and lead him back to bed and continued to hug him.

"What are you doing?" He asked looking Ciel in the face, "Nobody really cares what you look like here or what you do."

"But... this is not normal, am I right? I read about this in some musty old tome and it's wrong!" He snapped trying to escape from the hug, "Let me go!"

He was quickly silenced by the older demon smashing his lips into his and knocking him down to the bed. Ciel at first struggled but then gave into him and allowed the older to do what him pleased.

A/N: :D Sorry about the lameness of this thing, I just wanted to get it done. I've finished exams now so I can do more for all my stories. As a thank you, I will be doing gift fics. Have a look on my profile for more info 3