Authors note: Holy shat I am not dead. I'm very sorry for my lack of updating but I mean - school. I'm moving, I have work, I'm in charge of a production (play) and have to do costumes and sets and so much. Not to mention essays and projects and oh yes life thank you. thank thank. I am just juggling my life at the moment. However, this is the last chapter and it long af. I will mention in this chapter there are mirrors and some people are like "MEH VAMPIRES HAVE NO REFLECTIONS" dat wrong. They do. But upon research it makes them simply uncomfortable looking at themselves so they avoid them; thus giving us the myth that they don't see themselves. I did research on vampires for this ok. But let's continue the story now~

Silence.

That's all there was. The servants were poised outside the mansion within the shadows; eyes glued to the reflection of the moon on the glass windows. Ciel had his plan, and all were willing to go through with it. All besides Sebastian. He disliked the idea immensely of Ciel trying to seduce someone... Someone that was not him. Still, he lurked in the darkness of the mansion and watched. Waited. It was torture. Ciel on the other hand had never done something like this before... So how was he supposed to go about seducing someone? A very murderous someone to be exact.

Ciel could hear Sebastian. He could feel his gaze and his anger at the idea. But it would lure Claude there... and Ciel was what he wanted. From there, when everything was least suspected, they could kill him. Finding spare dark clothing from everywhere in his home, he stripped and pulled it all on. A black lace cover, stockings, and of course some other skimpy clothes to cover other parts of his body. It was odd, but he looked rather good in them. Sebastian wondered why he hadn't dressed like that for him yet. With a deep breath and closed eyes Ciel waited. Waited in front of a mirror to look back at his reflection. Then he saw eyes. But these boiled like deep wine. From the darkness, hands emerged to claw and wrap around his waist. Ciel bent into the touch with his headed tilted back and parted lips. Those hands slid against his body and groped every curve. "This isn't the plan," the ashen haired boy cooed softly with a grin growing upon his lips.

"It isn't fair." A low voice shot back as Ciel let a small laugh escape him. "If I do this... it's only for survival. To rid of someone who could steal me away. You don't want that do you?" Lips skimmed up Ciel's neck as the boy continued to stare in the mirror. Sebastian's form came into view. Ciel's head turned as his eyes lidded; hand resting upon the other males cheek. "Go," Ciel whispered as his hand slowly slid away. This was for a good reason... For him and others. To redeem the ones whom were wronged so dearly and tortured for enjoyment. The hands slowly slipped away and Ciel felt himself alone once more. He could do this.

From minutes of waiting Ciel paced the room. Biting his lip in anxiety and trying to calm his cold nerves... But it all spiked once the door opened. In place of charming red eyes - Gold ones burned into Ciel. Claude's body seemed weak as his face was still healing. Ciel smirked and signaled him with a finger, "You tried my patience. Taking your sweet time did you?" The man angrily stepped toward him before gripping his hips harshly. "You escaped. You did this. Why try and be a charming little sneer now?" Ciel could feel his heart wavering as the mans hold hurt him... yet he held back his sounds of complaint. "I didn't want to leave," Ciel pushed himself away and spun on his heel, "You wanted me to stay but you frightened me." He held his arms with a small pout, "I waited here for you."

Ciel turned back to the vampire and grasped his clothes, "I saw your art. I saw what you did." Ciel wanted to gag. That wasn't art but flattery would work better in this case. "Teach me. Show me what you can do. Let me be yours and you can do all that you please to me." Ciel pushed him back into a chair and straddled him. Claude listened intently and followed after Ciel. His need for ciel was unlimited and ever growing. He could imagine his screams of delight and pain. He could see his blood flowing down his body in near black contrast to his delicate, untainted skin. Yet, as ciel straddled him, his madness almost poured out in a frenzy. His fingers clawed and slid down Ciel's thigh as a small whine escaped the smaller male. Still, he gave a smirk of pleasure, "I'm giving myself to you... take me away from here." Ciel bent down to the mans ear, "Take me." The whisper was delicate as his arm wrapped around the chair to a small table behind them.

Claude was too busy enjoying Ciel and grasping him to notice.

And Sebastian was watching from the darkness with rage. Never in all his years had he felt such disgust and anger towards another. How Fucking dare he touch what was his? How dare he fucking enjoy Ciel. Still, Ciel continued and grabbed a little cloth from the table... Inside, a cross was wrapped. He thought ahead and knew better than to touch it. Then, without hesitation, he bent back and thrust the cross deep into the mans chest. His jaw locked and eyes turned cold as he shoved it farther and farther into him. He could feel the blood. Hear the sizzling as Claude couldn't even release a scream.

Then, with a pop of his lips, Ciel slid off his lap and swayed away as Sebastian shot out to hold ciel possessively. His eyes burned at Claude as he stepped forward. Then... the golden eyes nearly sharpened. He grinned with blood staining his teeth, "You think only that can work?" He stood and pulled the cross out with a whine of pain. Ciel was struck in awe. How the hell was nothing working! This man wasn't a man nor comparable to one in anyway. Rushing to Sebastian he yanked him away and dashed down the hall. "You have to do exactly as I say, do you understand?" He yelled at his lover as they stopped below the stairs. Claude wouldn't make it in time. "Set this house on fire, Sebastian." The man froze. "Ciel, do you know the risks of that? Us, the servants, anyone who lives here-"

"Don't question me!" He yelled and grasped Sebastian's cheeks, "If we don't then imagine what else will happen. Burn this damn house down. Now."

Sebastian stared at ciel for a moment before slowly nodding. The man left, and within seconds ciel could smell smoke. The servants gasped and tried rushing forward until glass shot out and exploded from its panes. The fire was rushing to every room in great speeds and smoke was flooding out of every crack. The flames crawled outside of the house and soon enough consumed the whole mansion.

Inside, ciel stood and watched as Claude descended through the flames with a maddening grin. "What else do you have for me? You love me enough to kill me? I would do that for you too, my darling." He said weakly as he began limping towards ciel. Sebastian met eyes with ciel and spoke to each other in silence.

"I do." Ciel said as he stepped forward to Claude and held his cheek. The fire splintered and broke the railing of the stairs as ciel glanced back. A point. Then, his soft expression hardened, "But its time for you to go back to hell where you belong." He shoved Claude back and the splintered wood shot through him like a stake. He grinned, then his head dropped backwards as the fire covered his body. Ciel never saw himself doing anything as gruesome as that. But that son of a bitch was finally dead.

Rushing out of the mansion, he and Sebastian stood in front and watched everything collapse before them. The house was broken down as the servants rushed to their sides and watched as well. After a moment, ciel gave a small laugh. "I met a vampire. Fell in love with him... Met another whom was psycho - killed him - and managed to burn the house down."

Ciel nodded to himself and looked at Sebastian, "My parents are going to kill me." Sebastian rolled his eyes, "if only you weren't already dead." Ciel nodded and brought the man down in a soft kiss as he held his cheeks. Both were stained in soot and scratches; Ciel's stockings ripped and falling from his legs.

"Now what?" Ciel asked as they all stood. There was nothing anymore. No memorabilia's, no personal belongings... They had to start all over. "Now... We go home. My home." Sebastian said with a small nod. They all remained silent before turning away and leaving the mansion to collapse; disappearing into the darkness. Nobody ever found out where Ciel and the servants disappeared to. The town assumed they too were tragically taken in the fire. But there was no evidence.

But sometimes in the darkness eyes could be seen among all others.

Eyes as pure and dark as wine with another pair as blue and tainted as the ocean.

Well... we can say a lot of people went missing from then on. But who could blame them?

The Taste of blood is a Sweet Thing.