A/N: Hello loves. ouo Allow me to begin by telling you that I am so so sorry for being so inactive. I just had such a massive case of writer's block for the longest time, and I simply couldn't come up with anything decent to write. But, putting 'Where Butterflies Never Die' on hiatus, I have decided to start a whole new story for you all.

I am sorry to say that it is not guaranteed that this will be continued. However, the idea came to me all of the sudden, and I wanted to put pen to paper (or fingers to keys, I should say) and let it out. As needy as it sounds, the continuation of the story depends on the amount of reviews and feedback I receive. I cannot write a chapter without inclination, for that you can blame my laziness.

So, without further adieu, I shall begin..

"Of course you cannot. What kind of absurd question is that anyway?"

"But Ciiiellll! Claude refuses to pay any attention to me, and the triplets are so boring!"

"Have you not Hannah? Why not spend time with her?"

"That whore?" Alois snickered. "Please, Ciel, do not make me laugh."

"Tch." The younger of the earls uncrossed his legs, only to recross them alternatively to the last positioning, the right leg resting on the left as opposed to the contrary. His slim fingers tapped on the arm of the desk chair, this action signaling contemplative thoughts. However, his face showed nothing but lack of emotion, that signature pout gracing his boyish face. "You must be aware that we haven't the room nor inclination to allow your staying here. The extra bedrooms are in the process of being redone; Quite unsuitable for a guest, even if the company is raunchy as yourself." Ciel stole a glance at his counterpart's shorts, raising an eyebrow before looking back into the face of the blond, as if to say 'You see what I mean?'. Alois, however, seemed quite unfazed by the harsh treatment, clicking his tongue.

"Quite rude you are, Phantomhive," Alois remarked with a mock-pout. "Did your mother never teach you suitable hospitality?" He smirked as Ciel's face darkened at the mention of his late parents, a low growl rumbling from the boy's throat.

"The Phantomhive family hospitality is quite renowned," he retorted between clenched teeth, his once relaxed body tense, as if he were about to pounce on his senior. "I should think you would be aware, as much time as you spend bothering myself and my servants." He frowned. "Which is quite unappreciated, I'll have you know."

Alois groaned, standing from his seat and slamming his palms onto Ciel's workspace, causing the petite boy to jump, startled. "You make this so difficult, Phantomhive. Do you not realize that was my intention?" He pursed his lips, staring at his younger acquaintance, who stared right back, devoid of any emotion. "What is it," Alois inquired, "that you want most, Ciel?"

Ciel replied with a sharp 'tsk', turning his nose up. "Simple. What I want most is for you to leave my presence, and go find someone else to bother."

The blond narrowed his eyes and Ciel opened one to peer at him, Alois' lips twinging with a mischievous smirk. "Well then," he assured, "I shall give you such- On one condition."

The bluenette grimaced, knowing that the boy's 'condition' would be less than desirable. "Condition.. And what may that be, Trancy?"

Alois brought his fingers to his lips, giggling sweetly. "You will be my lover. Until.." He glanced up at the clock. "Five-thirty tomorrow evening. That is twenty-four hours. And, when my time to have you as mine is up, then I will leave you.. forever. But there is no backing out of this. If you agree to hold my heart for a day, I expect that you shall act as if you do. That means that you will kiss me, and eat with me, and whatever else I so desire." He smirked. "Within reason, of course."

The young earl watched the taller boy as he spoke, eyes narrowed and fingertips pressed together as he considered the proposition. "And how may I be sure- Should I agree, of course- that you will not come back afterwards?"

The older leaned onto his junior's desk, propping his head up on his hands with his elbows resting on the surface. "I suppose you will simply have to trust me on that, my dear."

Ciel blinked at the ground, taking this all into consideration. Twenty-four hours. It was only one, day, and he had survived much worse hell that having to kiss a promiscuous blond a few times. Besides, if it meant that the nuisance would leave him be, it would be quite worth it. He looked up at the boy, nodding slowly. "Alright. I will do it." He glanced up at the clock. Twenty-four hours...

A/N: A bit short, but that is how the prologue will have to be. I promise that the other chapters will be longer. I shall try to stick to my word in saying that the chapters will start going up today, maybe one or two more, at least. Reviews will earn you cookies, just to let you know~.

-Nicore-