Hello my dearest Readers~! I can't believe how many views, favourites, follows and, most importantly, reviews this story has got so far! I love all of you so much for taking a bit of time to write such encouraging things! *hugs* I just wonder if there's a way to reply to reviews... This site can be so confusing at times. xD Ok, I'll stop now. After I have thanked my own Sun, that is. You know who you are, Darling~!

Have fun reading (this really short chapter)!

"I know I'm supposed to be strong, but I'm not. I can only be me. Worthless, useless me." With this sentence, Grell's story arrived at its end. He didn't tell it perfectly, no, but it is hard to talk when you are crying, when there's a lump in your throat, when you feel so worthless. The demon who was holding him throughout the whole ordeal felt something he has never felt before.

A pain in the upper left chest area.

A pain where his heart was supposed to be.

'What a perfectly broken soul...' The red-haired reaper averted his eyes from whom he held dear. "I know what you're thinking right now. Don't say a word. I know I'm just a disgrace, a disgrace to all reapers, a disgrace to you-" In the blink of an eye, before he could even realize it, he was being held again, held by the person he adored so much. This person, or more accurately, this demon carried the redhead outside, where the night sky was littered with stars and where the full moon was shining down on the odd pair.

Grell didn't know where Sebastian was taking him or what he wanted to do to him. 'He is probably going to throw me out somewhere where no one will find me.' A dark smirk made its way onto his lips. 'That is, if anybody would even bother searching for me.' He had to keep himself from crying, for he didn't want to ruin Sebastian's tail coat with his tears.

All this didn't go unnoticed by a certain someone. 'I can not believe that a simple thing like a dress could cause such an emotional breakdown. But you are a brilliant actor-, a brilliant actress, Grell.' This whole event made Sebastian respect the reaper's ability to hide all this pain and suffering he had endured. How ironic this all was; the butler to die for has been dying on the inside all along.

In the meantime, Meyrin and Bard recuperated - more or less - from the trauma, which was caused by Sebastian's unnatural behaviour. "Finny, what happened while we were out of it?" The gardener, though, appeared to be somewhere else entirely.

"Oi! Finny!" Bard's harsh tone made him flinch, but he was finally paying attention. "Oh, ehm... Well, you see... After they stopped eating the nice lady in red looked like she was hurting. She was shuddering really bad, but I couldn't tell if she was laughing or crying. Then Mr Sebastian carried her somewhere else. I didn't want to leave you here all alone, so I didn't follow him." After hearing this, none of them said anything for a short while. Bard looked like he was coming up with a plan, Meyrin on the other hand seemed to enjoy something.

'If Sebastian made that woman cry, she probably won't want to deal with him any more. Then, Sebastian's going to be mine alone!' Hope was still there for the short-sighted maid.

"We need to find them, to find out what happened. Unfortunately, we don't know where they are." Bard loved to play the part of the party-leader. "It's pretty late, so maybe the lady in red will be staying here?" Finny, as always, desperately wanted to help. "After Sebastian had made her cry?" "I told you I don't know if she was crying. It could be that she ate too much cake and had a stomach ache!" Another minute of silence. "It's settled then! We'll wait somewhere near Sebastian's room."

Still, Finny felt as if they had forgotten something.

"Grell, listen carefully to what I'm going to tell you now." Sebastian tenderly put Grell down.

"Do you see the moon?" Grell nodded, unsure of what the demon was trying to imply.

"If it weren't for the sun, we couldn't see it, right?" Another nod.

"Now tell me, is the moon a disgrace to the sky, just because it is borrowing the sun's light?" Grell shook his head this time, still unable to bring out a word.

"Just like the moon needs the sun to shine, you, Grell, need somebody. You are neither a disgrace, nor worthless, don't you ever believe that again. You just haven't found your own sun yet." Those red eyes held an emotion Grell would've never hoped to see. 'I have to. If not now, then when?' He swallowed, silently making a decision. He took a breath and held the demon's gaze.

"Would you want to be my sun, Sebastian?"

This proposal left Sebastian speechless for the third time today. He did see it coming somehow, somewhere, but this was entirely different. This Grell who now stood in front of him, battered, broken, was different. Even he himself was different.

It was a nice different.

He looked into the reaper's eyes and saw so many feelings shining through. Hope, sadness and... Love.

It felt perfectly right.

'Well, I've always preferred the moon to the sun anyway...'

He knelt before this red turbulence, an honest smile on his face and in his eyes, taking the redhead's hand into his.

"Yes, Grell, I want to be your sun."