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Asleep at night. One thing you needed to soothe your pain. All you could see was his face flashing up in your mind, as you hugged the covers, trying to forget everything. You eventually melted into the dreamworld.

--

You were alone. In a dark room, with nothing. You frantically looked around for something, but ran into something. Suddenly, the lights switched on, and Sebastian held out his hand.

"A hand my lady?"He asked, before his body dissipated into crows.

Miss... I love you... His voice echoed in your ears as you covered them.

You screamed,"Stop taunting me!" You cried,"You're dead! J-just... leave me alone... please..."

You felt your body warm as if enveloped in a hug, which only upset you further.

You cried violently, sobbing badly. Your eyes were red from all the tears,"You're gone! Leave me alone!"

--

You awoke shaken, sprawled across the bed, presumably a visual mess and and an emotional mess. You sat up, wiping your forehead, and your eyes.

"Sebastian... You're gone."You muttered,"Stop mocking me from the depths of hell that you now reside in."

You heard a knock at the door as William walked in, looking rather timid, but soon a smirk came across his face suddenly as he walked towards you.

"You were crying rather loud the last night. Was it a nightmare, miss?"He asked.

You gently nodded,"It was terrible. Sebastian visited me in my dreams, and he wouldn't stop parading his love for me, before he disappeared."

You shivered,"He was always there for me, like a shadow."

William smiled a little,"So, what if I am there for you, in his place?"

Your eyes widened,"How dare you say such a thing! Please go to attend your betrothed more than me, a mere 'stranger'!"

"I am not a mere stranger. I am your true love, (y/n)."William replied with a smirk. There was an awkward silence between you two before you broke it.

"No you're not." You replied.

"Bitch..." William grabbed you by your hair as you writhed to get away, as he held his hand to your cheek,"You are mine now."

He forced his lips onto yours, a harsh kiss that differed from the tender kisses that Sebastian initiated.

"Don't you ever forget that. We'll get married and have our own family."William sadistically smiled down at you,"We'll die together."

"Let me go, you evil man!"You cried, raising your hand to punch him away when he grabbed your wrist, tears in your eyes.

"Don't bother, miss."William assured, grabbing your chin,"I must remind you so much of your harsh lover, right?"

He seductively whispered sweet nothings into your ear,as you looked on, anger mounting in the pits of your stomach, playing with your hair without his free hand.

"So, why don't you marry me? If you marry me, I'll take care of your child. I'll raise him my own. I'll keep Sebastian's memory alive, although he will be your child's 'uncle'. Isn't that a good plan? Because if not, I shall destroy Sebastian's body, and you will be forever trapped here, in this room."

You bit your lip, tears rolling down your cheeks as pristine as freshwater waterfalls, the see through dewdrops of emotion raining down onto your clothing.

"I... I agree. I will marry you." You agreed.

That would be the end of you. It took alot of courage, but this once brave man fell defenseless to his emotions that turned him into a monster. If only you hadn't fallen prey to your sudden emotions about Sebastian's betrayal of your past, maybe this wouldn't of happened.

You choked on tears suddenly, coughing violently. William left, as you slumped to the floor, cursing yourself about your arrangements. You couldn't do it.

And yet, you sold yourself away as quickly as that.

--

5 months later, the numbness and the pain of his death had weared off a little, but if you lifted the bandages over the emotional wounds you were still red raw, and possibly still bleeding raw emotions. You'd tried to commit suicide, going against your word

You were sitting silently in your room, admiring the white dress you were given. It was 5am, and a 'special' day where you'd get to wear it.

Your wedding dress. Yes, William had ordered you to marry after this drastic time. It was absolutely beautiful - an glorious white colour that envied the sun in it's brightness and happiness, something you didn't want to have. Something you couldn't have.

You clutched the fabric inbetween your fingers, slowly putting your head to the fabric, "To think it won't be your eyes I won't be gazing into on this day..." A solemn tear rolled down your cheek as you whispered the words to yourself, before the door opened.

"She's gone!"Screeched the maid,"Patricia is gone!"

You rose to your senses, running over to her,"H-how? Have you got any signs of where she went to?"

"William is not bothered about it, but we believe that she has ran away from the trauma of being denied his love, it being off to you..." The maid explained,"I understand her reasons..."

You nodded, silently agreeing.

"I do not get William, and why you agreed."The maid whispered, in case William was spying on you two.

You sighed,"It was for the approval of my child being guaranteed a safe childhood."

The maid sighed with a smile,"I do wish you the best. His loss his still raw to you, but the man will continue on in your offspring."

You sighed with a smile,"Yes, I believe so."

By now, you were wearing larger clothes to accustom to your larger size - it hurt your back severely and you couldn't stand up for long periods of time.

The dress would be tight and you would probably most likely be exhausted in it, but for now a corset was out of the question. The maid was now going to prepare you through the several hours of applying the dress - various layers of petticoats, each fluffy so the flounce to your large dress could be held. The corset was laced to a comfortable setting - the dress, luckily, disguised it.

You were to be ready by 9am, when the actual wedding would commence at 10am. You were anxiously anticipating it - the last few hours of being called (y/n) (l/n) would soon be washed away, replaced by (y/n) Downes. The name you wanted so much in the previous years had turned to a name you didn't want in the recent month. It ached your heart so much to go through this.

Sebastian's sweet voice resonated in your eyes, as you imagined him in his wedding outfit as the groom, and holding you tenderly as a kiss united you two in the ultimate pairing ceremony of love. But, that was your dream. The reality would be impossible, and you regretted that greatly. You gripped your fist in determination in the somewhat ambient mindset you had for the next few hours - and only snapping out of it when the hand of the man walking you down the aisle had his hand out to collect you out of the carriage.

It seemed as if William knew more people than you thought - the man leading you down the aisle was a complete stranger to you, a older man with a mustache but an otherwise polite personality, and you could hear the chatter in the church hall, where William was. Your stomach was alight with flames of feelings all mashed into one. The doors of the wedding hall creaked open, your tiny hell making a creak on the floor. Your heart was beating severely fast, for all the wrong reasons.

A pit of fear opened up in your stomach, a flurry of butterflies sending volts up and down your nerves, from the tips of your toes to the hair on your head.

William, and subsequently everyone's eyes, fell on you. You timidly had looked around, (e/c) eyes glistening in the light let through by the church windows. As you made it to the priest, and right in front of William, you felt your face hotting up. It was severely stuffy in the dress, but you had to stay put.

Your eyes fell on a man dressed all in black in the crowd, sitting beside a rather peculiar man with long grey hair. The man in black was grinning a little, as you looked at him rather weirdly as the ceremony commenced. William's eyes never left you - which repulsed you greatly. He was only there for the support of your child.

"If anyone feels as if the couple should not be together, please raise your views now."The priest mentioned, to an empty house of people who denied. Just great. You thought.

"William, do you take (y/n) to be your wife for life, until death parts your ways?" The priest asked.

"I do." He replied.

The priest turned to you, "(y/n) do you take William Downes to be your husband for life, until death parts your ways?"

You choked, raising your lips to speak.

"I..." You whispered, raising your voice after, tears in your eyes from the stress and the fact you didn't want any of this to happen. Sebastian was the one you wanted, and that was your conclusion,"I do-"

The doors swung open, as you ducked to the ground as the sound of guns filled the air. A strong force pulled you up, as a burning smell filled your nose.

You slowly opened your eyes so the smoke wouldn't sting your eyes. Your senses were overwhelmed. You smelt a slightly fresh, warm scent reminiscent of books and fresh flowers. Your hands were gripped on the soft fabric between your fingers, giving you a tight grip. The noise of the guns had now stopped, giving into a tranquility where all the guests were silent.

Looking up, your sight was dazzled with colours as your eyes had swiftly opened.

Red eyes staring back at you, with a straight face, turning into a loving grin. His thick, raven hair slightly messy, but still orientated to it's original design. It's perfect style, and his perfect face.

Sebastian. It was Sebastian. Your eyes were in disbelief. You knew it was him - not an faker. A imposter would have been obviously flirting with you and being too sickly - Sebastian was waiting for you.

"It's you..."You whispered, tears rolling down your cheeks, the crowd now chattering before stopping to look at you two, rather surprised. You dug your head deeper into his chest, nuzzling into the soft fabric, as he enveloped his arms around you in a loving fashion, pulling you closer.

"Meet me outside, in the forest."Sebastian negotiated,before jumping out of the left window, as you looked surprised. You looked down, and saw William lying there, shot and dead. The girl with the guns? Patricia. There was a redheaded grim reaper behind her, walking up to the dead body. Patricia seemed different - but flashing a smile to you, you knew in an instant she was an ally of yours now.

"Ah, poor but sadistic boy. William Downes, you like to call yourself, huh? Your name is actually John Cindlemoor. What a waste of life, pretending to be someone you weren't." Grell had reasoned, tutting, before walking up to you.

"So, you're the girl Sebastian has been telling me about?" Grell looked up and down at you, sighing, "I suppose you're fine. You are one lucky girl, you do know that? A gorgeous demon like him to fall in love with a mere human."

You giggled at him. You couldn't take him seriously because he was in bright red, and it made you giggle.

"My, you're laughing at me?" Grell looked offended, "Well, I suppose you humans do find it terribly hilarious i'm dressing more fashionable than you mere peasants ever will. Now, if you excuse me, I need to wipe the memories of these humans, as an order for Sebastian. Have a good day, my lady."

"My lady?"You questioned yourself out loud.

"I respect you for earning his feelings. But still, I will not fail to put your name on the to die list if so much as one thing goes wrong." He threatened with a smile, as you exited through a broken window, into the forest. Grell sighed, as the crowd suddenly died down, presumably in a trance state.

The dress restricted you alot, but you saw Sebastian's silhouette, and it was all okay, and you hoped in your heart, this wasn't a dream.

Hugging Sebastian, he spread his warm arms around you in a token of affection, as you only hugged tighter, his presence much appreciated.

"Sebastian... why?"You answered."You worried me, and I believed you died."

"It's because there was no other way, miss. You were in love with the imposter." Sebastian admitted,"The real story is much, much more darker."

"W-what is it?"You asked.

Sebastian petted you, smooth hands running through your hair as he planted a kiss on your head, "William Downes, the true one, died a year after you last saw him. It was an suicide, but rumours have gone on it was because Patricia miscarried. The fake William was there for Patricia's sake - but he, too, got too close to you."

You sighed to yourself, a tear running down your cheek,"He tainted me..."

"What? What did he do to you?"Sebastian almost shouted.

"He kissed me, hugged me, and luckily I kicked him away before he could do anything else." You admitted, tears rolling down your face,"I wanted to end it all a few times because he treated me so bad, but he was the only thing that was keeping me alive at the same time."

Sebastian gripped your face as you almost broke down sobbing, his face littered with emotion, a very very rare sight.

"(y/n), listen to me now,"He asked,"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for all the sadness I caused you over the last few months."

You nodded, tears falling down your face, your face being lifted forwards into a kiss, forcing you onto your tip toes. Memories of your happy past came flooding back, and the betrayals and the prides you went through coming back almost raw again. Your hands wrapped around his back, taking in as much of him as you could into a hug. You had severely missed him.

In return, Sebastian gripped your back too, the both of you engaged in a tight hug, not wanting to break apart any time soon. Your lips parted, finally getting a gasp of fresh air, the forest air a fresh scent to you. The forest was unusually gothic - the tree bark almost black, the leaves a dark green colour, and the grass beneath you dark with the lack of sunlight. The forest was a personified version of Sebastian almost.

Sebastian buried his head into your neck in a show of affection. You replied by gripping his head, his mouth gently pulling down the fabric on your neck, sending a sensational kiss drifting up your neck, jolts of pleasure rocketing. You shivered at the sudden attention, as Sebastian's red eyes drifted to the side of your face, gentle hands cupping your face, head slowly dipping to your ear.

"You don't understand how long..." Sebastian whispered,"...How long i've wanted to do that to you."

He grazed his lips on your cheek, planting kisses again sparingly, yet so romantic.

Yet, you needed to find out how, why and when he came back. Gently, you pressed your hands on his chest, pushing him away slightly.

"Sebastian... Who killed you? And how... what happened?"You asked.

Sebastian sighed,"It was William, first of all. He tortured me, but I wanted to experience what human death was like. So I went into a comatose state after, and awakened a few days before today to take away Patricia, and train her up to kill William. Needless to say, my last few 'moments' were rather interesting."

He spread his hands across your face, thumbs gently grazing your cheeks, holding your head gently,"I don't want to lose you miss. I don't want you to lose me."

You placed a hand on his, smiling,"I promise you Sebastian, I will stay alive as long as I can." Inside, you were boiling with anger. Much more than boiling, absolutely seething, that you couldn't make him suffer. It made you livid that he was dead and couldn't feel the wrath, but you had to conceal the feelings, not wanting to break the romantic air.

You closed your eyes, wanting Sebastian to initiate another long kiss, his hands beginning to wrap around your back, when they suddenly snapped away.

"What is it?" You asked, moving a foot forward to get closer to him after he pulled away, hands around his arms. You accidentally trampled on a bright purple flower, the only bright thing in the whole dim forest.

"We're in grave danger if we stay here." He said, holding you close.

"Hm?"You looked rather surprised.

"This is the place I was thinking of taking your soul when discussing the situation."Sebastian replied.

"What situation?" You replied, confused. Sebastian looked panicky.

"Look miss-"

You were interrupted by a grave looking Grell and a rather sad looking Patricia.

"What is it?"You asked them both, before Sebastian grabbed you by your arms, pulling you into his arms so you couldn't reject him.

"William, or John, has escaped. We'd previously thought he was dead - up until he vanished." Grell solemnly delivered.

"Such a sad cause... tch."Patricia looked disappointed, wiping the blood off of her knife. She'd changed very much, from an innocent girl to a rather sadistic, couldn't-care-less lady to be admired.

"We'd like to help you in this case. It's extraordinary for a human to engage in such cautions..."Grell said.

"Please, can we discuss more back at our house?"Sebastian suggested,"I already have alot to tell her."Sebastian sighed.

Sebastian hoisted you over his shoulder when the others nodded, as they all started running. Suddenly you heard a whisper in your ear, a pristine boy's voice. Two boys voices.

"Don't do it..."One of them whispered.

"Hungry demons want nothing but your soul..."The other one said.

Soon the ghastly voices made their appearance, and from what you could tell, were two young boys, one with an eyepatch and neat hair, the other a messy-haired child with shining, colourless eyes.

Both of them then hung their heads. You looked rather disheartened. They couldn't be talking about Sebastian, could they?

Or were they simply, his past souls?

The thoughts intrigued you further. The grey of the dark forest was suddenly gone, and back into normal daylight.

Yet, you needed to know more.

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Asleep at night. One thing you needed to soothe your pain. All you could see was his face flashing up in your mind, as you hugged the covers, trying to forget everything. You eventually melted into the dreamworld.

--

You were alone. In a dark room, with nothing. You frantically looked around for something, but ran into something. Suddenly, the lights switched on, and Sebastian held out his hand.

"A hand my lady?"He asked, before his body dissipated into crows.

Miss... I love you... His voice echoed in your ears as you covered them.

You screamed,"Stop taunting me!" You cried,"You're dead! J-just... leave me alone... please..."

You felt your body warm as if enveloped in a hug, which only upset you further.

You cried violently, sobbing badly. Your eyes were red from all the tears,"You're gone! Leave me alone!"

--

You awoke shaken, sprawled across the bed, presumably a visual mess and and an emotional mess. You sat up, wiping your forehead, and your eyes.

"Sebastian... You're gone."You muttered,"Stop mocking me from the depths of hell that you now reside in."

You heard a knock at the door as William walked in, looking rather timid, but soon a smirk came across his face suddenly as he walked towards you.

"You were crying rather loud the last night. Was it a nightmare, miss?"He asked.

You gently nodded,"It was terrible. Sebastian visited me in my dreams, and he wouldn't stop parading his love for me, before he disappeared."

You shivered,"He was always there for me, like a shadow."

William smiled a little,"So, what if I am there for you, in his place?"

Your eyes widened,"How dare you say such a thing! Please go to attend your betrothed more than me, a mere 'stranger'!"

"I am not a mere stranger. I am your true love, (y/n)."William replied with a smirk. There was an awkward silence between you two before you broke it.

"No you're not." You replied.

"Bitch..." William grabbed you by your hair as you writhed to get away, as he held his hand to your cheek,"You are mine now."

He forced his lips onto yours, a harsh kiss that differed from the tender kisses that Sebastian initiated.

"Don't you ever forget that. We'll get married and have our own family."William sadistically smiled down at you,"We'll die together."

"Let me go, you evil man!"You cried, raising your hand to punch him away when he grabbed your wrist, tears in your eyes.

"Don't bother, miss."William assured, grabbing your chin,"I must remind you so much of your harsh lover, right?"

He seductively whispered sweet nothings into your ear,as you looked on, anger mounting in the pits of your stomach, playing with your hair without his free hand.

"So, why don't you marry me? If you marry me, I'll take care of your child. I'll raise him my own. I'll keep Sebastian's memory alive, although he will be your child's 'uncle'. Isn't that a good plan? Because if not, I shall destroy Sebastian's body, and you will be forever trapped here, in this room."

You bit your lip, tears rolling down your cheeks as pristine as freshwater waterfalls, the see through dewdrops of emotion raining down onto your clothing.

"I... I agree. I will marry you." You agreed.

That would be the end of you. It took alot of courage, but this once brave man fell defenseless to his emotions that turned him into a monster. If only you hadn't fallen prey to your sudden emotions about Sebastian's betrayal of your past, maybe this wouldn't of happened.

You choked on tears suddenly, coughing violently. William left, as you slumped to the floor, cursing yourself about your arrangements. You couldn't do it.

And yet, you sold yourself away as quickly as that.

--

5 months later, the numbness and the pain of his death had weared off a little, but if you lifted the bandages over the emotional wounds you were still red raw, and possibly still bleeding raw emotions. You'd tried to commit suicide, going against your word

You were sitting silently in your room, admiring the white dress you were given. It was 5am, and a 'special' day where you'd get to wear it.

Your wedding dress. Yes, William had ordered you to marry after this drastic time. It was absolutely beautiful - an glorious white colour that envied the sun in it's brightness and happiness, something you didn't want to have. Something you couldn't have.

You clutched the fabric inbetween your fingers, slowly putting your head to the fabric, "To think it won't be your eyes I won't be gazing into on this day..." A solemn tear rolled down your cheek as you whispered the words to yourself, before the door opened.

"She's gone!"Screeched the maid,"Patricia is gone!"

You rose to your senses, running over to her,"H-how? Have you got any signs of where she went to?"

"William is not bothered about it, but we believe that she has ran away from the trauma of being denied his love, it being off to you..." The maid explained,"I understand her reasons..."

You nodded, silently agreeing.

"I do not get William, and why you agreed."The maid whispered, in case William was spying on you two.

You sighed,"It was for the approval of my child being guaranteed a safe childhood."

The maid sighed with a smile,"I do wish you the best. His loss his still raw to you, but the man will continue on in your offspring."

You sighed with a smile,"Yes, I believe so."

By now, you were wearing larger clothes to accustom to your larger size - it hurt your back severely and you couldn't stand up for long periods of time.

The dress would be tight and you would probably most likely be exhausted in it, but for now a corset was out of the question. The maid was now going to prepare you through the several hours of applying the dress - various layers of petticoats, each fluffy so the flounce to your large dress could be held. The corset was laced to a comfortable setting - the dress, luckily, disguised it.

You were to be ready by 9am, when the actual wedding would commence at 10am. You were anxiously anticipating it - the last few hours of being called (y/n) (l/n) would soon be washed away, replaced by (y/n) Downes. The name you wanted so much in the previous years had turned to a name you didn't want in the recent month. It ached your heart so much to go through this.

Sebastian's sweet voice resonated in your eyes, as you imagined him in his wedding outfit as the groom, and holding you tenderly as a kiss united you two in the ultimate pairing ceremony of love. But, that was your dream. The reality would be impossible, and you regretted that greatly. You gripped your fist in determination in the somewhat ambient mindset you had for the next few hours - and only snapping out of it when the hand of the man walking you down the aisle had his hand out to collect you out of the carriage.

It seemed as if William knew more people than you thought - the man leading you down the aisle was a complete stranger to you, a older man with a mustache but an otherwise polite personality, and you could hear the chatter in the church hall, where William was. Your stomach was alight with flames of feelings all mashed into one. The doors of the wedding hall creaked open, your tiny hell making a creak on the floor. Your heart was beating severely fast, for all the wrong reasons.

A pit of fear opened up in your stomach, a flurry of butterflies sending volts up and down your nerves, from the tips of your toes to the hair on your head.

William, and subsequently everyone's eyes, fell on you. You timidly had looked around, (e/c) eyes glistening in the light let through by the church windows. As you made it to the priest, and right in front of William, you felt your face hotting up. It was severely stuffy in the dress, but you had to stay put.

Your eyes fell on a man dressed all in black in the crowd, sitting beside a rather peculiar man with long grey hair. The man in black was grinning a little, as you looked at him rather weirdly as the ceremony commenced. William's eyes never left you - which repulsed you greatly. He was only there for the support of your child.

"If anyone feels as if the couple should not be together, please raise your views now."The priest mentioned, to an empty house of people who denied. Just great. You thought.

"William, do you take (y/n) to be your wife for life, until death parts your ways?" The priest asked.

"I do." He replied.

The priest turned to you, "(y/n) do you take William Downes to be your husband for life, until death parts your ways?"

You choked, raising your lips to speak.

"I..." You whispered, raising your voice after, tears in your eyes from the stress and the fact you didn't want any of this to happen. Sebastian was the one you wanted, and that was your conclusion,"I do-"

The doors swung open, as you ducked to the ground as the sound of guns filled the air. A strong force pulled you up, as a burning smell filled your nose.

You slowly opened your eyes so the smoke wouldn't sting your eyes. Your senses were overwhelmed. You smelt a slightly fresh, warm scent reminiscent of books and fresh flowers. Your hands were gripped on the soft fabric between your fingers, giving you a tight grip. The noise of the guns had now stopped, giving into a tranquility where all the guests were silent.

Looking up, your sight was dazzled with colours as your eyes had swiftly opened.

Red eyes staring back at you, with a straight face, turning into a loving grin. His thick, raven hair slightly messy, but still orientated to it's original design. It's perfect style, and his perfect face.

Sebastian. It was Sebastian. Your eyes were in disbelief. You knew it was him - not an faker. A imposter would have been obviously flirting with you and being too sickly - Sebastian was waiting for you.

"It's you..."You whispered, tears rolling down your cheeks, the crowd now chattering before stopping to look at you two, rather surprised. You dug your head deeper into his chest, nuzzling into the soft fabric, as he enveloped his arms around you in a loving fashion, pulling you closer.

"Meet me outside, in the forest."Sebastian negotiated,before jumping out of the left window, as you looked surprised. You looked down, and saw William lying there, shot and dead. The girl with the guns? Patricia. There was a redheaded grim reaper behind her, walking up to the dead body. Patricia seemed different - but flashing a smile to you, you knew in an instant she was an ally of yours now.

"Ah, poor but sadistic boy. William Downes, you like to call yourself, huh? Your name is actually John Cindlemoor. What a waste of life, pretending to be someone you weren't." Grell had reasoned, tutting, before walking up to you.

"So, you're the girl Sebastian has been telling me about?" Grell looked up and down at you, sighing, "I suppose you're fine. You are one lucky girl, you do know that? A gorgeous demon like him to fall in love with a mere human."

You giggled at him. You couldn't take him seriously because he was in bright red, and it made you giggle.

"My, you're laughing at me?" Grell looked offended, "Well, I suppose you humans do find it terribly hilarious i'm dressing more fashionable than you mere peasants ever will. Now, if you excuse me, I need to wipe the memories of these humans, as an order for Sebastian. Have a good day, my lady."

"My lady?"You questioned yourself out loud.

"I respect you for earning his feelings. But still, I will not fail to put your name on the to die list if so much as one thing goes wrong." He threatened with a smile, as you exited through a broken window, into the forest. Grell sighed, as the crowd suddenly died down, presumably in a trance state.

The dress restricted you alot, but you saw Sebastian's silhouette, and it was all okay, and you hoped in your heart, this wasn't a dream.

Hugging Sebastian, he spread his warm arms around you in a token of affection, as you only hugged tighter, his presence much appreciated.

"Sebastian... why?"You answered."You worried me, and I believed you died."

"It's because there was no other way, miss. You were in love with the imposter." Sebastian admitted,"The real story is much, much more darker."

"W-what is it?"You asked.

Sebastian petted you, smooth hands running through your hair as he planted a kiss on your head, "William Downes, the true one, died a year after you last saw him. It was an suicide, but rumours have gone on it was because Patricia miscarried. The fake William was there for Patricia's sake - but he, too, got too close to you."

You sighed to yourself, a tear running down your cheek,"He tainted me..."

"What? What did he do to you?"Sebastian almost shouted.

"He kissed me, hugged me, and luckily I kicked him away before he could do anything else." You admitted, tears rolling down your face,"I wanted to end it all a few times because he treated me so bad, but he was the only thing that was keeping me alive at the same time."

Sebastian gripped your face as you almost broke down sobbing, his face littered with emotion, a very very rare sight.

"(y/n), listen to me now,"He asked,"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for all the sadness I caused you over the last few months."

You nodded, tears falling down your face, your face being lifted forwards into a kiss, forcing you onto your tip toes. Memories of your happy past came flooding back, and the betrayals and the prides you went through coming back almost raw again. Your hands wrapped around his back, taking in as much of him as you could into a hug. You had severely missed him.

In return, Sebastian gripped your back too, the both of you engaged in a tight hug, not wanting to break apart any time soon. Your lips parted, finally getting a gasp of fresh air, the forest air a fresh scent to you. The forest was unusually gothic - the tree bark almost black, the leaves a dark green colour, and the grass beneath you dark with the lack of sunlight. The forest was a personified version of Sebastian almost.

Sebastian buried his head into your neck in a show of affection. You replied by gripping his head, his mouth gently pulling down the fabric on your neck, sending a sensational kiss drifting up your neck, jolts of pleasure rocketing. You shivered at the sudden attention, as Sebastian's red eyes drifted to the side of your face, gentle hands cupping your face, head slowly dipping to your ear.

"You don't understand how long..." Sebastian whispered,"...How long i've wanted to do that to you."

He grazed his lips on your cheek, planting kisses again sparingly, yet so romantic.

Yet, you needed to find out how, why and when he came back. Gently, you pressed your hands on his chest, pushing him away slightly.

"Sebastian... Who killed you? And how... what happened?"You asked.

Sebastian sighed,"It was William, first of all. He tortured me, but I wanted to experience what human death was like. So I went into a comatose state after, and awakened a few days before today to take away Patricia, and train her up to kill William. Needless to say, my last few 'moments' were rather interesting."

He spread his hands across your face, thumbs gently grazing your cheeks, holding your head gently,"I don't want to lose you miss. I don't want you to lose me."

You placed a hand on his, smiling,"I promise you Sebastian, I will stay alive as long as I can." Inside, you were boiling with anger. Much more than boiling, absolutely seething, that you couldn't make him suffer. It made you livid that he was dead and couldn't feel the wrath, but you had to conceal the feelings, not wanting to break the romantic air.

You closed your eyes, wanting Sebastian to initiate another long kiss, his hands beginning to wrap around your back, when they suddenly snapped away.

"What is it?" You asked, moving a foot forward to get closer to him after he pulled away, hands around his arms. You accidentally trampled on a bright purple flower, the only bright thing in the whole dim forest.

"We're in grave danger if we stay here." He said, holding you close.

"Hm?"You looked rather surprised.

"This is the place I was thinking of taking your soul when discussing the situation."Sebastian replied.

"What situation?" You replied, confused. Sebastian looked panicky.

"Look miss-"

You were interrupted by a grave looking Grell and a rather sad looking Patricia.

"What is it?"You asked them both, before Sebastian grabbed you by your arms, pulling you into his arms so you couldn't reject him.

"William, or John, has escaped. We'd previously thought he was dead - up until he vanished." Grell solemnly delivered.

"Such a sad cause... tch."Patricia looked disappointed, wiping the blood off of her knife. She'd changed very much, from an innocent girl to a rather sadistic, couldn't-care-less lady to be admired.

"We'd like to help you in this case. It's extraordinary for a human to engage in such cautions..."Grell said.

"Please, can we discuss more back at our house?"Sebastian suggested,"I already have alot to tell her."Sebastian sighed.

Sebastian hoisted you over his shoulder when the others nodded, as they all started running. Suddenly you heard a whisper in your ear, a pristine boy's voice. Two boys voices.

"Don't do it..."One of them whispered.

"Hungry demons want nothing but your soul..."The other one said.

Soon the ghastly voices made their appearance, and from what you could tell, were two young boys, one with an eyepatch and neat hair, the other a messy-haired child with shining, colourless eyes.

Both of them then hung their heads. You looked rather disheartened. They couldn't be talking about Sebastian, could they?

Or were they simply, his past souls?

The thoughts intrigued you further. The grey of the dark forest was suddenly gone, and back into normal daylight.

Yet, you needed to know more.