Love.

Passion.

Fire.

These are what I felt when I was with my Sebastian. We were finally moving in together and, even with my condition, he still loved me for me. He had also said he thought it looked good. I was so happy when he finally accepted my endless vows of love.

I was unpacking my things in my new room when I heard a soft knocking on the already open door. I turned and saw my Sebas-chan leaning against it with his arms crossed across his chest.

"How are you liking your new room?" he asked.

"I love it, Sebas-chan!" I exclaimed as I bounced to him. I wrapped my arms around his waist, he wrapped his around my shoulders, and our lips met. I let him go and continued unpacking. "How is Young Master Phantomhive?"

"Ah," Sebastian sighed. "He's not our young master anymore. He's eighteen now, Grell-san. He's getting married in a short time."

"Of course," I mumbled. "An eighteen-year-old gets married before me."

"What was that?" Sebastian wondered.

"Nothing, Sebby," I smiled weakly, looking back at him.

He shook his head and went down the hall to Ciel's room. I really loved him, but men are so hard to understand sometimes. Me, being the woman I am, am rather appalled at how we throw ourselves at men like him and the earl Phantomhive. We should treat ourselves with more respect.

I finished unpacking and made it back downstairs to answer the door just as the knocking began. I answered it to find Undertaker with a saddened look on his face and I think it was at the sight of the once beautiful me. He wasn't even smiling that creepy smile.

"What are you doing here, Undertaker?" I asked.

"I must talk to the earl of the estate," he replied. "The master."

"Okay…" I began then called, "Sebastian!"

He came down the stairs rather gracefully and looked at us in slight confusion.

"What is it, Grell-san?" he asked.

"Undertaker says he needs to talk to Master Phantomhive," I replied.

"Okay," Sebastian hesitated.

He ran up the stairs to get the earl Phantomhive. Ciel and Sebastian returned shortly. Ciel gasped, but he went to the legendary Death God anyway. Something was wrong. I could tell. I walked around the earl Phantomhive and stood beside my Sebby.

"What is it, Undertaker?" Ciel demanded.

"It was a mistake to talk you in to having the young Lady Midford move on to this estate," he responded and Sebastian and I gasped.

"It was you?" Sebastian demanded almost angrily.

I glanced at him sadly, realizing he never wanted me actually in his life, despite what he told me.

Undertaker nodded and continued, "This has put her in grave danger for Ash and Angela have returned once again, though it seems impossible. It may be because William has been helping them to rid the world of our…lovely demon here." He gestured to my Sebas-chan. I glared at him over the top of my glasses and he simply looked at me. "Grell," he gasped, apparently just noticing the changes inferior to what I thought prior to this moment. "What happened to your eye?"

"Ask Will," I growled, turned, and ran up the stairs to my room.

I slammed the door, pulled my glasses off, threw them on the floor, and jumped on the bed with my face down in the pillows. Sebastian must have been lying when he said he'd thought my new blue eye was unique and that I was beautiful in my own light. Then was when I learned that he truly was just "dealing" with me. I wanted to go and hide away for all of eternity, knowing that he would never come looking for me.

Suddenly, someone began beating on my door and Sebastian's voice came through. "Grell! Let me in!"

"Go away!" I cried.

"Not until I can speak with you!" Sebastian yelled through the wooden object keeping him out.

I stood and stormed over to the door. I pulled it open and he clasped his hands around my arms, forcing his lips on mine. Then, he pulled me in and embraced me.

"Don't take anything that scum says or how he looks at you seriously," Sebastian whispered. "You are my Grell-san and no one and nothing can change that."

Butterflies began fluttering around in the pit of my stomach as I smiled. "Sebastian," I breathed, wrapping my arms around him as well. "Such kindness."

"Anything for you," he sighed.

I buried my face in his shoulder and held him tighter. He began to pull away, but I said, "Just hold me for a few more minutes."

He chuckled and stayed. After those few minutes, I let him go and he headed downstairs after telling me that I could just go to sleep. He said that I deserved the rest. I stripped myself of my coat and my butler's uniform before I changed into my nightdress. I sat in front of the vanity mirror and brushed my hair, trying to decide of what to do with it. If I should put it up or leave it down or braid it.

"What should I do?" I squeaked to myself.

I shook my head and decided to brush my bangs down to cover the sown-on eye. I braided my hair and messed a bit more with my bangs. Then, I stood and crawled into the bed. I got myself comfortable, covered up until I felt warm enough, and closed my eyes. It was so nice to have such a grand bed.

I was awakened by something getting in the bed with me about three hours later. I had ended up in the center of the bed, so I opened my eyes to find my Sebby. I scooted over to allow space for him next to me. I smiled and he smiled back.

"Surprise," he said quietly and sweetly.

I turned over and moved close to him. I grabbed his arm and pulled it over me. He pressed his cheek against mine. I just closed my eyes and fell back asleep in his arms. I felt so confident for once in the past five or so years. I had the one man on earth that wasn't really a man, but the sweetest, most understanding demon of all time. He always made me smile and, when I wasn't with him, I felt empty. Sure, we had our ups and downs, but that doesn't mean we were totally on the verge of breaking up.