Woohoo! New fic! I've recently-ish become obsessed with Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler) and I've been casted as Alois Trancy in my cosplay group. So, naturally, he became my favorite character. ^^ Anywho, this is actually based off of an Alois/Ciel roleplay between me and a friend of mine. The first five paragraphs are a summary of the events that we wrote out happening leading up to the start of this particular story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji nor any of the characters associated with it. (If I did, Alois wouldn't have died.)

Warnings: Hm... mentions of boy love, violence-ish, and some possible OOCness

Enjoy!

Chapter One

Months have passed since the best and worst week of my life. My faithful demon butler, Claude, had abused the trust I so blindly put in him and poisoned me. I was dying. But then I went to the only person I felt that I could truly trust: Ciel Phantomhive. Ciel treated it as a case for his so-called investigating skills, but even I could tell that it meant more to him than that, that I meant more.

It had taken him nearly a week to find an antidote. In that time, I had fallen into a sort of comatose state and nearly died. But we had grown close, and I even think he truly loves me. At least, I hope he does. Anyways, he found the antidote and blamed Claude for poisoning me. At that point, it was obvious that my butler had tried to kill me. Ciel commanded his own butler, Sebastian, to "take care" of Claude. Which we all know meant to kill him.

I panicked at the thought of losing my butler, losing the means to obtain my ultimate goals. So I did the only thing that could have distracted Sebastian from killing Claude. I stabbed Ciel. I didn't mean to kill him. And I didn't, thankfully. But needless to say, he wasn't all too happy about the gash in his stomach. As retaliation, Ciel shot me. Obviously, he didn't succeed in killing me, otherwise I probably wouldn't be telling you about this right now. In fact, my lover had ordered Sebastian to make sure I didn't die. He'd still scared the crap out of me, waving his gun around like some depraved mad man.

Oh, we're friends again. Very close friends. We made up after I explained why I'd stabbed him and he explained why he shot me. Needless to say, both of us weren't feeling too great. So, we took a vacation to Japan with Ciel's ex-fiancée. It was fairly boring. The only moderately exciting thing that happened was when Claude came to kill me, and Ciel woke up. A small battle of sorts ensued, ending with Ciel taking a knife to the side for me. I still feel horrible about that.

Finally, though, we returned to England. Ciel agreed to let me go back to my own mansion for the first time in nearly a month. He said that I was finally recovered enough from the poison and the gunshot to fend for myself (for the most part). Things were going well now, though it was difficult without Claude to help me. He hadn't shown up since fleeing Japan. That was about two months ago.

"Hannah," I called. My maid entered my bedroom. It seems she wasn't as incompetent as I had originally believed. She was better than those other three demons, at least. "I am tired. Prepare me for bed."

Hannah curtsied and did as I commanded, tucking me into my covers. "Is there anything else, your highness?" I shook my head and she left.

I sighed and turned onto my side, wincing as the bullet wound stung painfully. It had been too long since I'd seen Ciel. I missed him. But…was it Ciel I missed? Or was it…Claude? Troubled, I fell asleep, my gut twisting with a mysterious apprehension.

My apologies for the shortness. This was just meant as a summary/intro into the actual story. Just to warn you, the next chapter is a little graphic. You can skip it if you don't want to read it. ^^;

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Kitsune Curoryu