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Finding Celia a groom had proved to be more difficult than Ciel had expected.

At his age, most young noblemen were already either married or betrothed.

When Ciel and his sister were children, Edward Midford had been promised to Celia in marriage.

Unfortunately, when everyone believed Ciel's twin was dead, Edward had been given a new fiancé and had already married another woman.

Sebastian had hinted constantly at a "potential" match for Celia.

One that was "close to home"...

One that was "exceptional"...

And it annoyed Ciel more and more each time Sebastian brought it up.

On a dreary afternoon, the Phantomhive butler stood pouring Ciel's tea, prattling on about how unchivalrous the young men Ciel had considered for his sister where when Ciel slammed his fist down on his desk in anger.

"Blast it, Sebastian! You may not marry Celia! There! It's out! An order! Is that understood?!" Ciel snarled.

Sebastian looked surprised and upset.

"May I ask why not, my lord?" Sebastian inquired with a frown.

Ciel suddenly seemed shy and turned his face away, although his voice held a mixture of emotions, some of which Sebastian could not decipher. "Because I need you here with me….."

Sebastian grinned.

"To serve me, of course!" Ciel snapped, looking up at his butler.

Sebastian gave Ciel a smirk as he nodded with a polite bow. "Yes, my lord. However, if I may, I wonder what would happen if our situations were similar?"

"What are you talking about?" Ciel asked with narrowed eyes.

"May I have permission to make a phone call, young master?" Sebastian asked.

"I…..um…...sure." Ciel agreed, confused.

Sebastian smiled. "It seems a single me is just simply not enough, you see?"

Ciel blinked.

What?

—

After more useless suitors, more wasted afternoons on meaningless introductions over tea, and many frowns from both Ciel and Celia, the frustrated Phantomhive twins sat in the parlor one evening after dinner, scowling at each other.

"Brother, why don't you just let me get on with my life?" Celia asked.

"Because apparently you don't know how." Ciel scowled back, referring to her involvement in the drug trade industry.

"Now, now, young master. A gentleman always treats a lady with respect." Sebastian chastised as he poured their chamomile tea. "And a lady always obeys the head of her family." Sebastian nodded, serving Celia then Ciel.

Both twins looked a little ashamed as they sipped their evening tea.

Ciel nearly spat his out as Sebastian suddenly stepped in front of Celia and knelt down, taking her hand. "Pardon me, my dear, but would you do me the honor of making me the happiest man alive and becoming my wife?"

Celia gasped.

Ciel's eyes nearly burst out of his head. "SEBASTIAN! YOU CUR! YOU DARE VIOLATE A DIRECT ORDER?!"

"Calm down, young master, I am right here, as I will always be." Sebastian's velvet voice came from directly beside Ciel.

Ciel snapped his head to the left to see Sebastian offering him a small plate with two small cookies.

"Biscuit?" Sebastian smiled.

Ciel looked back at his sister.

Sebastian was there as well, kneeling down beside of her!

Celia also looked bewildered.

There were two Sebastians in the room at once.

Exactly identical.

In every way.

Two.

"Sebastiannn! What is this?!" Ciel cried.

" 'This' is my twin. My brother." Sebastian explained, letting go of Celia's hand and walking over to stand beside his twin. "Caught between two opposite sides of the same coin, that is what I meant by 'a similar situation', young master. Although, my brother and I are drastically more similar than you and your sister are."

"Indeed." The second Sebastian smiled.

"B-b-but…..what is his name?" Ciel asked.

"You may call me whatever you like, as long as I can remain by your side, young master." The second Sebastian said nobly, bending over in an illustrious bow and kneeling before Ciel.

"Brother, what shall we do?!" Celia asked.

Ciel looked from Sebastian to Sebastian.

Hm….

Ciel had never asked much about Sebastian's past of his family.

This was…..

Well….

His butler's twin may have solved Ciel's problems after all….

—-

It was a beautiful, sunny day on the morning of Sebastian and Celia's wedding.

The butler wore a different suit and his hair neatly combed back.

Ciel had introduced him as a wealthy businessman from the eastern part of the continent, with different clothes and hair, and his twin present, no one suspected he was the other Phantomhive butler.

Sebastian and Celia did make a lovely couple, the wedding guests all commented on how happy they looked.

After so much pain and tragedy, it made Ciel actually smile to see Celia so blissful.

The female bluenette made the perfect, blushing bride.

And Ciel could now be assured of her safety. He knew Sebastian truly loved her and would let no harm come to her.

He knew Sebastian would keep her out of trouble as well.

Ciel was giving Celia a part of her share of their inheritance, and her and Sebastian were using a piece of it to buy a small cottage on the coast.

Their main living residence would be the Phantomhive estate, but of course, they would need their privacy every once in a while….

Once the wedding ended and the happy couple departed, Ciel walked to his carriage, with his new butler following stoically and dutifully behind.

"Sebastian, this party has gone on longer than I thought, but I still expect dinner to be ready on time tonight."

"Of course, bocchan." The handsome, raven-haired man smiled, a genuine smile.

It was the type of smile he always used to wish the other Sebastian gave him.

"I expect you to never lie to me, to always stay by my side no matter what, and to do as I say. Is that clear?" Ciel asked as the carriage began the journey back to Phantomhive manor.

"Yes, my lord." Sebastian nodded.

"And never abandon me." Ciel added quietly, looking out the window.

"If I may say, my lord," Sebastian began.

Ciel looked back at his butler.

"Sometimes things simply need…..adjustments." Sebastian smiled.

As they rode back to the house, Ciel chuckled to himself.

Adjustments?

Perhaps that was it.

Perhaps Ciel and Celia had just needed to switch butlers.

Maybe it was a good thing his sister had shown up.

Celia was happy.

And now Ciel felt a sense of relief, although he'd never admit it.

Each Phantomhive twin was now with their proper Sebastian.

…...And both sets of siblings were happy.