From Nightmare to Dreamer Finale

Author's Note: I know what you are all saying. WTF HAVE YOU BEEN? Its been what, three years? I don't think an apology is enough, but like I said, me and fanfiction don't always get along, and I do have other writing projects that I am working on. Also, I didn't really know how to end this one. It was fun to write and one of the few bits of my writing that I ever enjoyed. I think I was just afraid of ruining it, but I truly didn't know how to end it. So if you haven't all given up on me, here is the end to the first part of this short story series. Since I don't have a computer of my own I am hoping to be able to write another fan fic soon, but I don't know how soon is soon. Hopefully not three more years! I went back and read through the chapters and they are pretty messy . . . I'm going to have to go back and clean that up for you, but anyway, enjoy. Sorry for the long ass wait!

~*In the Spider's Web*~

A Series of Kuroshitsuji Fan Fiction Shorts by TitaniaFalls

Chapter 5 of From Nightmare to Dreamer

When I opened my eyes I found myself burrowed beneath a pile of cushions and blankets, fully clothed and well rested. Heavy breathing and soft snores filled the room with the occasional whine from Pluto somewhere in the mess of bodies and blankets. I rolled over, the sun spilling in from the open French doors stinging my eyes. For a moment I was blind, but when my vision corrected I glimpse Sebastian standing out on the balcony watching me where I had been sleeping.

When I sat up I was frowning hard. Why was everyone clothed? A moment ago we'd all been naked, sticky and sweating and fucking each other senseless. I mean, where were the dark angels Priapus and Eros? Where had Dionysus and his hoofed devotees gone? Why weren't we all naked and sweaty together? I mean, not that I'm complaining, or anything. Its just how can you wake up all cozy and well rested when you fell asleep in the middle of an orgy? I didn't get it. But something told me that Sebastian did. Could have been the way he was standing out on the balcony looking all cool and collected with that nonchalant smile on his face, as if he were waiting for me to come over and demand the answers from him. And that is exactly what I did.

I stood and my whole body felt easy like a well oiled machine. I couldn't believe how relaxed I felt. I didn't run over to him like I wanted to. I walked and kept my cool. Sebastian wasn't the only one who could be mature and collected. His face never changed and his smile never once faltered as he watched me come for him. The closer I got to him, however, the more I started to remember, and the more I started to remember the more I wanted to slap that smile right off that arrogant face.

All hell had broken loose. The punch. The aphrodisiac had been in the punch and we'd all drank it. Except for Sebastian, of course. And Claude. And Alois.

At the thought of his name I could see him looming over me. I could hear that laughter that made me sick to my stomach. He was going to fuck me. He had waited for the drugged fools in the room to pull me down and take advantage of me before he revealed his true intentions. He'd wanted to pay me back for that scare I gave him in the woods two weeks ago. I'd only pretended I was going to rape him just to rile him up, but he was going to really rape me. Yet just when he was about to sink himself into me I'd blacked out. And woken up. Fully clothed and unmolested.

I remembered being pinned against the wall with all those hands on me. I remembered seeing Sebastian's face and calling out to him. He didn't come for me. Not even when they got me on the ground and assaulted me with hands and mouths. Not even when Alois . . .

We were inches away from each other when I finally approached him. He didn't say anything and his face never changed. He just looked at me with that smile that could mean everything and nothing. In that moment I wanted to feel hatred. I wanted to be angry. I wanted to strike him down. The fact that I didn't know if Alois had violated me or not made it worse. There was only one way to find out for sure. But what answers could one expect from a demon? They were all notorious liars, although this one was much more fonder of the truth. He said it was much better and more fun than the lies. Still, what answer would I get? If he let Alois so much as entered me, I was going to test my boundaries with him, see just how far I could push a demon before he killed me.

"Two words, demon," I said, my words reflecting the venom that coursed through my veins. "What. Happened."

"Do you not remember, my Lord?"

"I remember everything," I said. "Up until I blacked out when Alois was on top of me."

"Good," he said. "Then that means you fells asleep with all the rest."

"No, not good," I shoved him as hard as I could. "You have no idea how not good this is. I could slit your throat where you stand, demon. I could literally beat your face in. Do you have any idea the amount of hatred I feel for your right now?"

"Can't imagine," he said. Those two words held such sarcasm and blatant aloofness that I wanted to scream.

But I didn't. Instead I went back inside. I walked over cushions and blankets and walked over bodies until I got to the door. And then I kept walking. I knew he would follow me. He always does. I didn't stop walking until I'd reached the study. In a safe in the study was a small arsenal of guns. I opened the safe and pulled out a pistol, and when I turned around I cocked it and aimed, finger on the trigger and ready to pull.

"What are you doing?" Sebastian demanded. The first cracks in his listless mask formed, showing both amusement and annoyance, and something else. I would have said fear, but then we all know that that wasn't true, no matter how much I wanted to believe it.

I had the pistol buried against my temple. "You tell me all of it, all of it, and I won't end our contract right here and right now, and you'll get your soul. But I swear, if any part of your story isn't to my liking, then I will make sure you never taste my soul."

He was not smiling now. In fact, he was so serious that I nearly squirmed beneath the weight of those red eyes. I stood my ground, hand steady, no flinching. I didn't want him to think that I wouldn't do it. I don't think he knew that I knew about the hole in the contract. If I committed suicide he couldn't get my soul. It would be sent straight to purgatory. I hand't wanted him to know that I knew until much later when I had something useful to use it for. No, I would never think about cheating Sebastian. He was doing me amazing service in getting revenge for my family, and I had come to terms with this long ago. As long as my family was avenged I didn't care if I had to spend eternity in the body of a demon. As a matter of fact, I preferred that more than purgatory. Seemed more interesting spending forever figuring out how to torment and possess him from the inside as opposed to wandering around like a lost fool. I didn't want him to know that, of course. That would end our little power struggles, and the more control he knew he had over me would make our little fights worthless because he'd win every time.

From this day forward since he now knew that I knew about the hole, he'd think I meant to cheat him later on down the road. And that meant he was going to do everything in his power to keep me from doing exactly that. Poor Sebastian might not leave me alone after this. As twisted as it was, this only made me more eager to fight him. I mean, just how paranoid could my little demon get? I had to find that out before our time was up.

"It was a dream," he said.

Something must have shown on my face because he went on to explain. "I'm not exactly sure when it all became a dream," he said, and sounded none too comfortable about admitting that, "but I assure you nothing happened for real. You were all dreaming. Just like the night when Alois invaded your dreams."

This did not satisfy me. "Are you kidding me?"

"Do I look like I'm kidding?"

"No, you look like you're -."

"No smart comments," he said before I could finish. "It might have been after you all drank the punch. I've gone over it in my mind, comparing three nights ago with the night Alois invaded your dreams. The only thing those two nights have in common is the aphrodisiac. It not only sends your hormones on a rampage, but it opens the way for someone to come into your dreams."

I felt nothing as I tried to process everything that he had just said to me. "Did you . . . Did you just say three nights ago?"

"Yes," he said.

"For Queen's sake, Sebastian, how long have we been asleep?"

"Three days," he said.

"And you didn't feel the need to wake us up?"

"It was a magic induced sleep. I had to wait until the spell wore off."

Well, no wonder I felt so well rested.

"It had something to do with the quantity of punch you drank. The amount of aphrodisiac it took to spike the punch would have made you all Alois's slaves. The orgy would have never stopped for-."

"Three fucking days," I could have screamed. Then I looked at him. "Hey, wait a minute, if the three of you didn't drink the punch, then how come you were there from the start?"

"I felt Claude's power from the moment he stepped into the room. I tied myself to him so that if he tried anything, such as the stunt with the dreams, I would follow him no matter where he went."

"You tied yourself to him. Is that some kind of code for demon shit I wont understand?"

He just looked at me.

"Okay, so it was all a dream. What happened after that?"

"Claude managed to conjure some of his little helpers to send you all into a sexual frenzy. Alois was going to rape you until I intervened."

"Yeah, and when was that, exactly?" I demanded, the anger back. My grip on the gun tightened as the tension sang up my arm. It was hard to hold this position for long, and unless I was willing to actually paint the walls in my blood, bone and brains, I just looked ridiculous. "I called you a million times and I know you heard me. You watched them pull me to the ground. You saw Alois about to enter me. Why didn't you come for me?"

He smiled, but I couldn't read the emotion behind it. "Ciel, why do you think you blacked out?"

I tried to remember, I really did, but all I kept seeing was Alois's face above me.

I shook my head. "Just tell me."

"In order to save all of you I had to use the full extent of my powers."

"So you went demonic, but you put us out before we could see you. All of us?"

"Except for the demons, yes."

"You mean Claude, Grell, and the dog. Those two idiots drank the punch and were under Claude's spell, weren't they?"

He nodded.

"So where are Claude and Alois now?"

"Gone. After I managed to send Claude's minions from whence they came, I banished him to hell as well. Poor Alois left alone fled. He will have conjured Claude the second he was back home."

"You let him run through the streets unprotected?"

"He's got a demon like you, remember? His own contract keeps him from harm until Claude can eat his soul."

"So then Alois never penetrated me?"

"Did you really think I would let him?"

"Well, you seemed pretty content watching the others have their way with me, Sebastian. Can you really blame me?"

He gave a shrug.

Since it was apparent that I wasn't going to use the gun, I let my hand drop, easing the tension that had rolled up to my shoulder. Sebastian looked at the gun, then at me, that seriousness back in his eyes. I just looked at him.

"A little dramatic, are we?"

"If you had let Alois get to me . . . if you had ignored me, Sebastian, you would have forfeited your duty as my butler. A part of the contract states that if you forfeit any part of your end of the bargain, then you get no soul."

"So you would have committed suicide to send your soul straight to purgatory where you known I cannot get to it."

I just looked at him.

He didn't even try to dance around it. "If you mean to cheat me, boy, I will show you a whole new side of me that you have never seen," he took a step closer to me.

"You mean, your demon side?" I laughed then. He didn't even flinch. "What are you going to do, grow horns, black wings and black high heels?"

Something showed on his face, but I was already pushing past him, laughing on my way out the door. I didn't bother to look behind me to see if he would follow. He always does. "Sebastian, wake the dog and ready the coach. We've got work to do."

"What is my master thinking now?" his voice came from right beside me.

"That aphrodisiac has possibilities, Sebastian, and I want it. You said it opens the way to dreams."

"That's correct, my Lord."

I smiled, and it felt as bitter as I knew it looked. "It would be more than perfect to become a literal nightmare for those who killed my family, wouldn't you agree Sebastian? We could torment them not only in their waking hours, but as they slept." I had to laugh at the brilliant plan growing and maturing in my brain. "And as for Alois? Well, we'll pay him little visits soon enough. Who better to test my experiments on?"

The smile on Sebastian's face delighted me.

"And so the dreamer becomes the nightmare," he said.

"And so he does."

Author's Note: Since I am in the mood I am getting to work on the second part of this series, but Chapter 1 Cerulean Sins is pretty much done, and so is Chapter 2 From Nightmare to Dreamer. I should probably have split those two up, right? Well, I didn't, but Chapter 3 will be separated as a whole new story all about how Ciel and Sebastian manage to steal the aphrodisiac and start invading people's dreams, mostly their enemies. So look out for that and fingers crossed that it doesn't take me forever to finish that one. I think I have more of a handle on things now, though.