So basically, this story will be a constantly going story based off of a roleplay I'm having with lolsugerplums45. In it, I play Eric, Alan, Grell and Ciel. She plays Alois and Sebastian. A lot of this is word for word, so I really can't take credit for the stuff that's relating to Alois or Sebastian. Please enjoy!

~Gray

Eric walked through the streets, only trying to find a place to smoke. He settled on against a random building, then he lit a cigarette and took a puff.

Alois walked around the streets, a tired look in his eyes. Stretching his arms over his head, he glanced around the area. His baby blue eyes settled on staring at the figure leaning against a building. Curiosity overtook him as he walked toward the stranger.

Eric noticed the blonde teenager. "Hm? Oh, hey, kid. I would offer you a smoke, but yer a bit young."

"Oh…" Alois cocked his head and put his hands on his hips. "I was going to ask why somebody like you was out here."

"What do you mean 'somebody like you,' kid?"

"Hmm…" Alois hummed, pacing the older man and examining his appearance. Blonde hair swept to the side, with dark brown cornrows on the side of his head. Purple tinted glasses and a black one-piece suit. "You seem rather… elegant? Not like somebody you'd find walking the streets everyday." His voice had a hint of a mocking tone as he smirked.

"Elegant? Kid, you're makin' fun of me, ain'tcha?"

Alois chuckled to himself as his smirk grew into a grin. For some odd reason, messing with this man was entertaining. "I didn't mean it in an offensive way." He stuck out his hand, his vibrant eyes bursting with excitement. "Name's Alois Trancy."

Eric hesitantly shook the blonde's hand. "Eric. Whatcha doin' wanderin' around like this? Ain't somebody worried sick about you?"

Alois's excitement instantly deflated and was quickly replaced with a gloomy expression. "I doubt it," he scoffed, turning his gaze to the ground.

"Sorry… Didn't mean to make ya feel bad, kid." He took a puff of his cigarette.

Alois's face quickly lit up again. "Nevermind that. I was questioning why you're here."

Eric sighed. "I just needed a smoke is all. I didn't sleep last night or nothin' and I've been workin' like a dog."

Alois stared at Eric for a while, as if trying to piece things together. "Hey, maybe we could try something. To forget about our worries, I mean."

"Oh, yeah? And what were you thinkin'?"

"Hmm… How about… shopping?"

"Shoppin'? Eh… I suppose we could. Like, shoppin' where?" He watched Alois's every move. Something seemed so precious about Alois. So young and innocent… So perfect. Children were amazing to Eric. He hardly understood them, but in so many ways he knew exactly how they felt at the same time.

"Ah, I know a bakery nearby."

"Whatever you want, lil' man." He sighed. He was so bad with children.

"Right then!" Alois grabbed Eric's hand. "To the bakery!" He began practically dragging Eric across the streets, and Eric of course complied.

Once they were at the bakery, Alois stared at the window which displayed many delicious baked goods, from scones to cakes to pies. "Clause. I want all the sweets you can get me." He suddenly paused and stared at the man who definitely wasn't Claude. "I mean…"

"Sure. I'll buy you sweets." Eric smiled, not caring if he was called the wrong name.

Alois gave Eric a surprised look before pointing out all the sweets he wanted, which was several. "Are you going to get something?"

"Maybe, yeah." Eric nodded a bit. "I deserve something. I think everybody deserves a treat every once in awhile." He payed for the sweets for Alois, then bought himself a raisin scone. He handed the boy his bag, holding his own bag.

Alois quickly took the bag and started chewing on the first item he saw before moving onto the next one.

"You were hungry, weren'tcha?" Eric grinned, nibbling on the scone.

He rapidly nodded, swallowing a bit of a muffin. "It's your turn to choose. It's only fair if we go places we both want."

"Ah, I don't really care. Besides, the places I normally go… I wouldn't want to bring you there." He flashed a grin, yet his eyes looked shameful.

Alois raised an eye at the other's reply before shrugging it off. "I don't have much to do in town today… Maybe we could head back to my manor." He knew that bringing a stranger into the manor had its consequences. However, he would take the risk if it meant not being alone.

"A manor…? You're like… rich?"

He pouted. Did this man seriously not know who he was? "I thought the name would be familiar. Yes, I'm head of the Trancy manor."

"Ah. Sorry, kid, I haven't read the news in a very long time." He watched Alois. He was perfect. He looked away quickly as tears filled his eyes with desperation to have a child.

Alois stared. Did he offend Eric in some way? Or maybe he did something to hurt him somehow. "Are you… alright? Was I too demanding?" So many questions plagued his mind.

"No, kid… It's… It's not your fault." Eric suddenly found himself holding back sobs. He still couldn't look at Alois. "I've… I've just always wanted a child, is all."

"A child? Has something happened?" Alois flinched at how quickly he had jumped to conclusions. How rude of him. This man was clearly in pain and he was asking too many personal questions. "I didn't mean it like that, though… Uhm…"

"It's fine. It's just… I have this friend and… He's always speaking of children. He really wants a child. He tells me that that's all he's ever wanted. To fall in love, get married and have a child. Eventually, all this talk of children made me want a child, too. But he's dying. It'd be unfair to adopt." Eric accidentally let out a small sob.

A dying friend? Alois stared at the ground, lost in thought before finally looking back up at Eric. "Could I possibly be your child? To fulfill your friend's wish?"

Eric stared. "I mean… of course I'd take you in… but… don't you have somebody that would care? That would… That wouldn't want that for you?"

"Somebody that cared…" Alois's expression suddenly went very dark. "Nobody cares for the likes of me. I'm nothing but dirt."

Eric couldn't help himself. He suddenly pulled Alois into a hug, causing Alois to stiffen, but quickly relax. "You're anything but dirt. This sounds insane, but… I was going to kill myself after my friend died. But… I've decided that I can't do that."

Alois let out a sob as he buried his head into Eric's shoulder, hugging back tightly.

"It's alright… You're okay. You're okay now."

After Alois's sobs began to slowly die down, he spoke, still hugging Eric. "You're not going to toss me aside, are you?"

Eric pulled away, looking Alois dead in the eye. "Of course not. I could never and would never. You're precious. You're really something special."

Alois smiled weakly. "Can we go home now?"

"Alright." Eric smiled, then paused. "Wait… Which house?"

"Ah, my manor is probably much too big for just the two of us."

"Well, due to my work, I kind of have to live in this one neighborhood. And I'd rather not move my friend, as he is weak and losing his mind."

"Then we should stay closer to your friend. Or is that a bad idea?"

Eric sighed. "No, I suppose we should stay closer to him. I live with him. Don't worry, he's not aggressive or anything, he just cries a lot."

"That makes both of us, then." Alois chuckled at his own melancholic joke. "Should we go then?"

"I suppose we should."