Humans can be so fragile sometimes. I watch as Ciel Phantomhive comes to his knees. He lets out a cry. Why is he getting so attached to Sebastian. He's been treating him miserably for years. I bite my lip. His sadness is emanating off of him. This is very surprising. My eyes widen. I've never seen him this sad before, come to think of it, I haven't seen him sad at all. I turn. The three lunatics were on their knees balling. 

Sadness. A human emotion I never quite understood. Why be sad? It's not like they cared about him. I've never felt sad. Yet... there is a feeling bubbling up. I grip my heart. My hands quiver. Perhaps I spoke too soon. I dig deep into my heart. Is this because of my desire for him? Desire is different than love.

"Sebastian! Do you hear me?!" Ciel Phantomhive yells.

I look at him. His eyes. They were crying a storm. I walk over. Well, I might as well take his soul while it's fresh. He's going to end up in Hell one way or another. I reach for him then Ciel slashes my hand with his cane. I look at him surprised. What? A twelve-year-old boy challenging me of all people? I have to give credit for guts. 

"Don't you touch him!" He yells at me.

"Why do you suddenly care? He's just your butler." I say. 

"You're wrong! He's more than that! He is my friend!" He yells.

My eyes widen. What? I never expected him to say this. His eyes were glaring into my eyes just how Limier looked at me. He's a butler, not a friend. Ciel swings his cane again. I look at my hand and I see blood. I look back at him. He's brave. No one has ever displayed so much bravery. He's not like other humans. I let out a breath. I can't believe I'm about to do this. I push him away. I grab Sebastian's dead body. I drag him to the pentagram.

"What are you doing?" Ciel yells.

"Saving him." I say.