He used to be my butler, mine and only mine. But the second I saw him taste your blood that's when I knew.

He was no longer mine.

I knew he never had feelings for me before, but I liked to believe that maybe, just maybe, there was a hint of love in those wonderful eyes of his.

Now, I know there was, just not for me.

"Claude!"

I remember calling out his name and appearing to me within a second. He would stand in front of me, waiting for me to give him an order

"Yes, your highness."

How I loved it when he spoke those words to me. Whenever he said that, I felt loved. He did as I said without hesitation.

It's different now. When I give an order, I notice the distant look in his eyes. He's not looking at me anymore; instead he has his eyes and thoughts on someone else. Someone who isn't me.

"Hannah! Get your ass over here!"

She walks in looking pitiful as usual. With a body like hers, she thinks she can get anything she wants, doesn't she? I exact my revenge on Claude upon her. Blood pours out of her. It isn't fair, I know, but I can't hurt him.

I love him.

This bitch will take his place. She has to feel my pain, my suffering. She will never know the pain of being alone in the world, or losing the chance to actually be loved in return.

Claude would have fallen for me, I just know it. He was so close, to. The way he looked at me whenever I flirted with him. I could see the interest in his eyes grow for me.

It could have been that he was lusting for my soul, but I would prefer seeing it as lusting for my body.

If only you hadn't appeared and interfered with my life, all would be well.

Why would he want your soul? Your body? What's so special about you? You already have a demon butler, so why must you steal mine?

Now Claude only thinks about you and your stupid horrid soul. You made him smile. My Claude never smiles. Never.

Don't you already have everything you ever wanted? You have your own household, one that is truly your inheritance. You even have people who love you, people who aren't afraid of you.

While you have everything, I only had one.

One thing, one demon.

Who was supposed to be mine.

So, why, Ciel?

Why?

Why did you steal the only thing in my life that I loved?


Note: Not sure if Alois is OOC or not, but I believe this is what was running through his head after Claude tasted Ciel's blood. Obviously, this takes place before Claude does you know what to him...