Hey! New story, new fandom (old fandom for me, but new writing for it).
I wrote the first few chapters of this about a month ago, but only just uploaded them. THIS IS A DOUBLE UPDATE, I'M WARNING YOU - A DOUBLE UPDATE.
Also, this is AU. I'm trying to keep them kinda in character, but because it's a different time period (this is set in modern times), the way they act will be a bit different, but I'll keep the basic characteristics there.
My friend gave me the idea for this story - actually, she's never heart of Kuroshitsuji, but she gave me the title and the idea for a story, and I just shoved Ciel and Sebby in there.
So yeah, please, go feast your eyes on my new story, and not just any new story, my first multi-chap story! Now, go! Read! Read and then review!
Alois stumbled out of the narrow stairwell and ran out of the door. He turned sharply on the heel of his boot and punched his thumb against the silver button labelled '6 - C. Faustas'. It beeped and for a moment, all Alois could hear was static and then Claude's voice was ringing out through the speaker.
"Hello?"
"It's me."
"Oh, it's you. That was quick. You only told me to 'get the fuck out of your life', now, what was it," there was a pause, "32, 33, 34 seconds ago. Did you change your mind that quickly? This must be a new record-"
"Shut the fuck up you arsehole. I just thought I should make it entirely clear that we're broken up. I didn't exactly specify that inside and I didn't want you to think we were still together." he growled, voice showering Claude's ears with contempt. "You know, after two years. By the way, you are aware that this time, I'm not coming back. Not ever. So you can forget whatever kinky little fantasy you might be concocting right now about me begging for you to take me back. Because that's not going to happen!"
Claude laughed, a short bark that caused Alois to jump and steady himself against the red brick of the porch wall. "You are so out of it. What was it this time? Week? Ecstacy? Crack? Or just plain, good old alcohol?"
Alois concentrated on not falling over and when he omitted to answer, Claude continued speaking. "Anyway, I'm not coming up with any fantasies, especially not about the guy who just dumped me for the sixteenth time in two years. Although, I must admit I'm looking forward to you coming back in the next few days, trying to apologize and win me over again, because this time, I'm done. No more games Alois. I'm done." And then he cut off the intercom leaving a very confused, disbelieving and incredibly drunk Alois standing on the doorstep of his apartment complex.
"Alois!" Elizabeth's shocked and slightly horrified expression perfectly matched her tone of voice. "It's 1am! What are you do- wait. Claude?" Her eyebrows rose expectantly and she let out an exasperated sigh as the blond nodded dejectedly. "Why are you here?"
Alois glanced at his feet which were shuffling slightly on the faded blue pile carpet of the corridor, and when he spoke, his voice was small. "Please could I stay here tonight?"
"Alois!" Elizabeth all but threw her hands up in despair. "You have your own apartment!"
"Yes," he replied quietly, "but it's full of reminders of Claude."
"Ugh! Okay! Come in. But you can explain everything to Ciel when he gets home. I'm going back to bed." And then she turned on her heel and marched back to her room, sun coloured curls bouncing against her pale shoulders.
Alois sighed quietly and sank into the faded red sofa, closing his eyes and trying to ignore the pounding in his head and the dull ache in his chest.
Not 15 minutes later, Alois heard a key in the door and without opening his eyes, knew from the footsteps that it was Ciel.
He jumped up from the sofa as Ciel stopped, surprised, in the doorway.
"Alois."
"Hey." Alois couldn't raise his voice above a whisper as it suddenly hit him that he couldn't talk to Ciel about heartache and relationship problems. But he had no one else. His friends at the society loved Claude, and his friends at University were tired of listening to his relationship issues. And he had no one else. But there was no way he could talk to Ciel about how he felt. That just wouldn't be fair.
Ciel took a few hurried steps forward as he saw his friend's expression, worry warping his delicate features. "Alois, what's wrong?" he asked, concern tumbling out amongst his words. "Alois! Tell me! What's the matter?" He grabbed his friend, one arm gripping the blond's left shoulder and the other curling around his waist and supporting the fragile body as it buckled.
"Alois!" He cried out as he lay the boy back down on the sofa and shook him. "Alois! Come on, you prat! Wake up! Alois!"
Elizabeth came running out of her room just as Alois' eyelids fluttered slightly. "What's going on?" She took one look at the waxen faced boy lying on the cushions with the equally pale and terrified looking one kneeling over him and ran towards them, making incoherent panic noises.
When she finally managed to speak normally, she turned to Ciel who hadn't moved from him watchful position over the blond, avid gaze boring into the eyelids that would flicker every few moments, as if the owner was trying to open then, but hadn't quite the strength.
"Ciel, w- what happened?"
"I just arrived home and as I walked in here, he stood up and said hey in a really quite and uncharacteristic way so I asked what was wrong and then he just collapses. I caught him and laid him down, but..." his voice trailed off, but his eye had never left Alois' face for the entirety of the explanation. "Why is he here?" he finally asked when Elizabeth didn't respond.
"Him and Claude..." was all she offered by way of explanation, knowing that nothing more expound was necessary.
"Shit… Not again…"
Elizabeth made a noise halfway between a snort and a sound of agreement.
"Okay, fair enough," Ciel agreed, "I'm not all that surprised, it's just… Claude makes him so happy during their good periods." His blue eye darted back to Alois, whose eyelids had ceased flickering. "I hate seeing my best friend in the state that breakups always leave him in."
Elizabeth's eyes followed Ciel's to the sofa and her voice lowered to a murmur. "I think he's asleep. I'll go find him a blanket, " she added as she stood up.
"You're too good to him!" Ciel called quietly after her.
"I'm too good to most people!" Came her laughter tinted reply.
Ciel chuckled softly. "That's true," he whispered to no one in particular as he squeezed his unconscious friend's hand once and silently left the room.
When Alois awoke, all bleary eyed and hung-over, it took him a few disconcerting seconds to remember where he was, which led to him remembering the previous night's argument and resultant split. With a painful sigh, he threw his arm across his eyes and groaned inwardly, and then, when it did nothing to ease his feeling of 'oh God, I really fucked up', outwardly too.
Lifting his arm from his face, he looked at the expensive watch that was permanently clasped around his wrist, squinting in an attempt to make out the numbers. The big hand was just past the two, and the little hand… "Oh fucking bloody mother of fucking hell." 5:13am. He'd been asleep for less than four hours and had college in another three - come to think of it, how had he fallen asleep? He didn't remember much except Ciel getting home and himself realizing that he didn't have anyone to talk to about his-
"Aagghhh!"The guttural shout echoed through the silent apartment. Alois slapped a hand over his lips and cursed into his palm. "Shit!"
Ciel's door flew open and the brunette ran into the lounge, closely followed by Elizabeth from her room.
Alois' face contorted into the most apologetic expression he could muster and peeked over the top of the sofa at his two concerned and by now, very confused, friends.
"Sorry…" he grimaced ruefully. "I just…" he tried to explain, voice trailing off as he tried to remember why he'd shouted. "Headache," he lied. "Y'know, hangover and… memories of yesterday."
"Oh." Elizabeth looked understanding and moved forward to touch the back of his hand supportively. "Me and Ciel, we're here for you, you know that. Don't worry." When Ciel didn't say anything to back her up, she turned her head to look at him. "Ciel?"
"Oh yeah, sorry. Lost in thought. Yeah, we're both here for you." He gave a half smile, which, if it hadn't looked like he was going to cry from the pain in the gesture, would have been sympathetic.
Alois gave his own half smile in return. "I'll be fine, thank you both for worrying about me." He looked down at his watch again. "We should probably all go back to sleep, what with classes in three or so hours."
Ciel laughed, a short, but genuine, laugh, and when the other two looked confused, he added "I don't have my first class until 11:30, so I've got time to get plenty of sleep!"
"Bastard!" Elizabeth admonished playfully, then looked at Alois. "And you?"
"Tutorial at nine, so I have to be up by 7:30 at the latest."
"Yeah me too," the blonde agreed. "Well, then, I'm going back to bed. I've been woken up twice tonight, and I intend on getting as much sleep as possible."
"I'm really sorry Lizzy," Alois apologized. "I didn't mean-"
"Its fine," she cut in. " Honestly, you're my friend and you needed help, so I'm truly happy to help you."
Alois looked relieved as she turned and walked back to her room. "Night!" He called after her as the door closed. "Erm, Ciel?" he questioned when his friend didn't move.
"Huh? Oh! Right. Sorry. Yeah, night then," and with that, Ciel disappeared too.
Alois forced himself not to think about the reasons behind Ciel's odd behavior and soon drifted back off to sleep.
In Ciel's room however, it was a different story. He tossed and turned, just like he did every night, sleep evading him in the way a half-remembered dream does in the early morning. He lay there in the dark, finding sleep even more difficult to clasp onto when the cause of his sleepless nights was lying all but five meters away, asleep on his sofa.
It was true, although he didn't go spreading it around. Ciel Phantomhive was in love with Alois Trancy.
Noooo! Don't hate me (those of you who hate Ciel and Alois together)! As the story details state, this is Ciel/Sebastian; the Ciel/Alois stuff is just a plot device *manic laughter*