A/N:Hello again. I would like to thank those who favorited my story and especially BlackButlerFan13 for cheering me on! XD I hope you liked the proposal. This is a song ficlet as well. I use a thousand years by christina perri for the song. But i am not putting the damn lyrics in. Heres the next chap:
Sebastian stood, fidgetting nervously behind the doors of the old demonic chapel. Outside waited his lover. He had wanted an outdoor wedding so they had given him one. He straightened his black necktie. In hell it was accustomed for the 'bride' to wear red, not white. So here he stood in a red suit with a white tie and black dress shirt. He held a bouquet of navy blue and black roses, and wore a black thorny crown with a violet viel covering his face but you could see through it, and there was also a viel leading down the back of the crown, to the floor and dragging a few feet back. He messed nervously with his tie again and got a swat from his father. "You'll be fine." He said, he smiled. He looked only in his thirties and wore an all black suit. He sighed, shifting in his uncomfortably high heeled black button up boots. His father had long black hair and bangs that could make him look like sebastians older brother. Or ciels fathers twin but with black hair. Satan also was the only one in the family with blue eyes. He was a fallen angel after all.
Meanwhile, Claude was trying not to smile too much, he was finally marrying the one he loved with all his heart. He was wearing a finely tailored black and white suit with the colors reversed. A white jacket with black rim, a black shirt, a white tie and white trousers along with eight inch high heeled metal boots. Sebastian had a mere six inches. It was done to make the groom taller than the bride. His best man was his brother Avnas. And sebastians 'brides maids' were his brothers bathin and Amonin and his sister Lilith.
Both men took a deep breath as the music started, and on the first chime of the bells, Sebastian hooked arms with his father and followed the flower girl Airdal out the doors, walking down the path. She threw rose petals out and smiled brightly, she was still little. Only thirteen years old and faithfully helping her uncle by being the flower girl.
Sebstian walked up to claude, smiling and blushing nervously as he stepped up on the platform and claude took his hands. They had practised their vows already.
"Claude faustus, please say your vows." Said the demonic female preist.
"I, Claude Faustus, take you Sebastian michaelis, to be my husband, my partner in life and my one true love. I will cherish our union and love you more each day than I did the day before. I will trust you and respect you, laugh with you and cry with you, loving you faithfully through good times and bad, regardless of the obstacles we may face together. I give you my hand, my heart, and my love, from this day forward for as long as we both shall live." He said passionatley in a loving, endearing tone.
"Sebastian Michaelis, please say your vows."
"I, Sebastian Michaelis, take you, Claude Faustus, to be my friend, my lover, the father of my children and my husband. I will be yours in times of plenty and in times of want, in times of sickness and in times of health, in times of joy and in times of sorrow, in times of failure and in times of triumph. I promise to cherish and respect you, to care and protect you, to comfort and encourage you, and stay with you, for all eternity."
"And do you, Claude faustus, take Sebastian Michaelis as your lovely wedded husband for all eternity?"
"I do."
"And do you, sebastian michaelis, take Claude faustus as your lovely wedded husband, for all eternity?"
"I do."
"And if anyone objects to this union, speak now, or forever hold your peace."
Everyone waited, and then the final bell rung, and the marriage was set.
"You are officially married, you may kiss the bride." And Claude put everything he wanted to say into that kiss, dipping sebastian low and letting the kiss go on until he realized sebastian was crying, he pulled away a few inches before sebastian took him by the tie and pulled him back down into another kiss, still crying.
That night they drank and danced the night away. Not knowing or caring what the next day would bring. The best man avnas packed their things as they danced, and put it into the deep crimson carriage they would take to their new castle in hell. Another palace like red obsidean castle with purple mortar, made for the princes family and theirs alone. They climbed into the carriage and had a wonderful honeymoon.