This takes place in a slightly AU world. Season 1 and two have occurred, although with a slight twist. In this world Claude Faustus was not killed by the demon sword, merely harmed, thus declaring Sebastian as the winner. Ciel was also not turned into a demon. This is a yaoi (boyXboy) between Claude and Sebastian. There is a main character death (Ciel Phantomhive) so read at your own risk. The Claude X Sebastian shall appear within the next few chapters so please bear with me. Review what you think and thank you for reading.

Ah, one last thing, no matter how worthless this thing is I suppose it is within my best interest to add it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Black butler or any character that is familiar. I merely write this to amuse both myself and others. It is also completely and utterly free. I suppose that will do quite nicely.

Sebastian idly stared out the window of the room that served as his 'sleeping' quarters for the last several years. The bedroom still remained virtually untouched; not a personal memento in sight. Upon first look it appeared as though it was merely a guest room and not the quarters of the mysterious Phantomhive butler. Everything was bear, the wardrobe contained only several sets of the usual butler attire, the desk held one sole candle and the bed was dressed in nothing but a white sheet. It appeared as though it hadn't been slept in in years, which was exactly the case. Sebastian couldn't recall a time that he had actually slept in that bed. On the rare occasion that he did, in fact, venture into his room it was merely to pet the cats he kept hidden within his wardrobe or sit upon the bed after a long day of work. Seeing as he was a demon he did not require sleep, although he did enjoy it when he was not contracted. The feeling of his newly gained freedom was peculiar, yet comforting. He was no longer forced to play the role of a lowly butler, behaving similarly to a dog, the animal that he so despised.
The manor's atmosphere was solemn and clouded with despair. Not a laugh could be heard filtering throughout the large estate like usual; instead there was an eerie sense of death and depression, a feeling that was comforting for a demon and anything but to a human. The death of the earl had taken everyone by surprise that is besides Sebastian and the Undertaker. As supernatural beings they were the only ones close to the Phantomhive and his friends that were aware of his contract to a demon. The servants, Lady Elizabeth and Prince Soma were especially disheartened by the news. The Prince had even gone as far as to blaming Sebastian for the death of his near friend, which he had every right to, for it was the truth. That accusation lasted for merely a moment before he apologized and clung onto the butler, crying and whimpering like a feeble child until Agni brought him up to the guest room of the manor to rest. None truly suspected the butler to be responsible for the death of the boy and he had no motive to convince them otherwise. He merely did what was expected of a demon when the contract he placed was completed. The bitter- sweet tantalizing taste of the young boy's soul still lingered in his mouth and he found himself licking his lips as he remembered the Young Masters last, fleeting moments of life.
/Flashback/
The Sun had just begun to disappear behind the lush forest that surrounded the master- butler pair as they made their way down the rocky road. Sebastian held the boy in his arms, seeing as he was much too weak from that day's events to walk all the way to the manor on his own. Sebastian obliged with no words of protest and silently made their way down the gravel path, the dim evening sickeningly silent for the human realm.
"Sebastian…" His master's voice was hardly above a hushed whisper as a single blue eye looked up at the familiar face of his butler, his contracted eye once more covered by an eyepatch.
"Yes, My Lord?" Sebastian inquired, glancing down at the weak figure in his arms. He was no doubt tired and cold from the frigid wind that breezed past.
"Our contract is complete. It has been for quite a while now. You won against Claude. Why have you not yet devoured my soul?"
A small crept upon the raven butler's face as he kept his steady pace, looking away from his master as he spoke.
"I see your memories truly have returned, Master. That is fortunate."
"That does not answer my question, Sebastian."
"Indeed it does not, My Lord. I have not yet absorbed your soul due to the fact that you lost your memories for quite a bit of time. Without your soul knowing the taste of revenge it did not hold the flavor that it could and should have. It was tainted with the urge to retrieve the revenge that you had already gained, but was not aware of. I wished for it to be full before I consumed it."
Ciel nodded as if he understood which was impossible. A human could never truly understand a demon's particular taste as a demon could never completely understand a human's taste. Human food held no taste to them, it was merely sustenance and even that was unnecessary.
"Complete our contract now."
To say Sebastian wasn't in the least bit taken aback by this order would have been a lie. He looked down at his master s, studying him for a moment before responding.
"Pardon?"
"Take my soul. Our contract has been fulfilled. I no longer have a reason to remain in this world."
Silently the demon nodded before walking to the woods, placing his young master down to sit against a tree trunk. Crimson eyes met a single blue one as the earl absent mindly removed the eye patch that hang lazily, revealing the pink contract mark that glinted ever so slightly in the late evening moon's glow. Without a second thought he tossed the fabric aside, knowing that he would never require it again. This was the end of his time on this planet.
"It appears as though this truly is the end." Ciel whispered, more to himself than to his butler. "I have one last order, Sebastian. Or, perhaps it is merely a last request. I am not quite certain anymore…"
The raven demon raised an eyebrow curiously but remained silent, allowing his master to finish.
"Ensure that Lady Elizabeth and the servants are attended to before you leave. Make up whatever excuse you please for the cause of my death, I don't quite care. Not anymore."
The demon who for so long had to withhold the façade of a human butler bowed before his master, kneeling respectfully before him as he had so many times prior.
"Yes, My Lord. It was an honor serving you."
With that Ciel felt a small smile tug at his lips. For once he felt truly happy and at ease, he had finally gained his vengeance and he felt as though a weight was lifted from his shoulders, one that had been weighing him down for far too long. He closed his eyes at the demon's agreement, never to reopen them again.
/End Flashback/
His soul had tasted just as Sebastian had always imagined. It was quite delectable and would prove to fill him for several years at the least. It seemed as though now the Phantomhives were finally gone. The queen would have to search for a new guard dog.
With one final scan of the familiar room Sebastian left the room, closing the door behind him as a small object shined ever so slightly from the corner of the room. There, placed upon the Side desk was the Phantomhive Butler pin, for now it no longer had an owner.