"Ciel~! Share the pudding!"
"No! You have pudding right there! Eat yours!
Ciel Phantomhive felt a low growl emit his throat as he held his pudding cup out of his best friends reach. He watched as the blonde boy made a futile attempt to reach for it, his own half full pudding cup discarded to the side.
"But what if I don't want mine? What if I want yours?" Alois Trancy's tone suddenly grew sultry and his eyes were half lidded as he stared at the pudding cup in Ciel's hand. He moved quickly, too quickly for Ciel's liking, and climbed onto the bluenette's lap, straddling him. "Care to share?" His hands were on Ciel's chest, their faces only inches apart.
Ciel could feel his face heat up at Alois movements. He hated it when Alois made his face turn an unruly shade of red. He summoned up all of his senses and narrowed his eyes at Alois. "Never will I ever share my pudding with you, Alois Trancy."
The blonde gave up his act and with an annoyed, fake, and distressed sob, he removed himself from Ciel's lap. He picked up his own pudding cup and finished it off in two spoonfuls much to his own amusement. It was hard getting the slate-haired boy across from him to share his food; especially when that food carried an awful lot of sugar.
Ciel Phantomhive and Alois Trancy. Two boys that you could call 'brothers from different mothers' even though they weren't. They had been friends for just so long, never would you hear Ciel's name without Alois' trailing behind it somehow, and vice versa. They were just joined by the hip, hand, and heart. They did almost everything together, from walking to school to sleeping in each others bed. It almost disgusted people how they could trust one another so much but it was okay because they knew everything about each other.
Or so they thought.
But that's a story for another time.
For now, Ciel was as giddy as a schoolgirl, much to Alois horror. He had seldom seen the boy so...excited about anything and when Ciel had a smile on his face, it usually meant bad things were happening. After all, that's how the bluenette earned the nickname 'Karma' at school.
"It's Friday Alois. I get picksize's because it's my house."
Alois groaned and flopped onto the small love seat in front of the T.V in Ciel's over sized room. It just wouldn't be Ciel's room if it weren't complete with everything blue, white, and black. Alois often told his friend that he had gotten the colors of the flag wrong but Ciel really didn't care.
Ciel went in the top of his closet and pulled out a box labeled MOVIES. Leave it up to Ciel Phantomhive to pull out some probably illegal unrated horror movies and give you nightmares for the next month. Leave it to Ciel Phantomhive to remind you of said movie when you're talking about something completely positive. Leave it to Ciel Phantomhive to tease you as he walks you to the bathroom every night, while you carry a flood flashlight and a glowing light saber.
"Please, something a little less...gruesome, than last time?" Alois pleaded as he listened to Ciel look at movie covers and click his tongue with disappointment. "I don't remember where I left my throw up bucket." Ciel snickered as he found a movie and popped it into the DVD player. He took a seat next to Alois and glanced over the movie synopsis again.
"Killer Christmas." He mused. Out the corner of his eye, he could see Alois' eye widening in horror. "Santa apparently isn't just giving bad kids coal this season…." A smile wove its way onto Ciel's lips and Alois grabbed a throw pillow, hugging it to his chest. Figuring it wasn't enough by the time Ciel picked up the remote to push play, he got up and grabbed all the cushions around the room. From pillows to the bed sheets; Alois needed protection.
"If I throw up on your covers don't expect me to wash them." Alois mumbled from inside his makeshift cocoon.
Ciel rolled his eyes, "Whatever. Remember last year when you got me those coupons? The ones for 'one free haircut' and 'one free lawn mowing?' Yeah, I have one for 'one free laundry wash' too, so expect me to use it some time soon."
Alois burst out of his little shell, shaking slightly, "I refuse to wash your panties!"
"I do not wear panties!"
There was a blood curdling scream coming from the T.V that made Alois let out a girly scream of his own and throw himself into Ciel's lap to hide.
"Look what you made me do Alois. I missed it." Ciel huffed, rewinding it, making sure to cover Alois ears for the sake of keeping his pants throw up free. With every noise the emitted the T.V speakers, Alois cringed and squirmed. It was always like this when Ciel picked a movie. Alois would hide and Ciel would happily let his eyes bore into the screen, taking in every last drop of blood that was spilled.
It was different when Alois got to pick a movie. It was always something romantic and comedic, something they both could watch. It amused Ciel how sometimes Alois would be bold and pick a horror movie, only to end up in Ciel's lap again. It really didn't matter what movie they watched, their limbs would end up tangled someway, somehow in such a comfortable position that neither of them wanted to move. Alois calls is snuggling despite Ciel's constant denial to that fact.
The room suddenly went deathly quiet.
"Is it over?" Alois said, his voice muffled by Ciel's pants.
"I would say yes, but I just paused it. The movies still got a few...thirty minutes left. Now move, I gotta pee." Ciel pushed Alois off his lap and high tailed it to the bathroom, leaving Alois in a semi dark room with lots of tight, dark, spaces.
He knew he shouldn't have freaked out; the movie was set during Christmas time and there was no Killer Santa Claus in the middle of May. Unless it suddenly started snowing outside and it became Christmas all year round and soon everyone would be killed by Santa and his reindeer in the most gruesome way possible.
Ciel chuckled to himself as he washed his hands and stared at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. It was amazing how squeamish the blonde was when it came to seeing blood and organs. It made Phantomhive wonder; how the hell was Alois supposed to become a detective if he couldn't even watch a horror movie? Alois would be the one to want to see a dead body but he would end up throwing up either next to it or all over it.
"Ciel! Ciel, come quick!"
Ciel didn't bother hurrying as he dried his hands and returned to his room where Alois was on the couch, shaking in fear. He didn't say anything but instead he pointed towards the bed. Ciel walked over to the four-post canopy bed and checked around it and under it. Nothing.
"Something moved over there, I swear!" Alois cried, holding an over sized pillow. Ciel checked again and there was still nothing.
"Alright, no more scary movies for you." Ciel huffed, flicking on the lights. "Lets go get some food from down stairs." Alois smiled at the thought of food and followed his friend out of the room. It soon became a race to get to the kitchen and both boys were intent on making it there first.
"I win!" Ciel proclaimed loudly.
"No you didn't I did! I touched the pantry first!" Alois protested.
"So!? I was in the fridge first!"
"Yeah, and so was your-" Alois stopped, "You sir, are a dick."
Ciel smirked and disappeared into the fridge. He pulled out some leftover macaroni and cheese as Alois placed a box of cereal on the counter. The upset look made the Phantomhive boy snicker. He knew how much Alois loved making corny 'your mom' jokes but despite how close they were, they would never make those jokes on each other. Ciel's mother had been lost in a house fire some years ago and Alois' mother was a prostitute, most likely killed or raped then killed; Alois didn't wasn't sure. 'Your mom' jokes were forbidden when it came to these two bumbling idiots.
"Alois, we're gonna eat real food, not cereal." Ciel scolded as he pulled out two bowls from the cabinet. Alois put his hands on his hips and frowned.
"Excuse me, but I can eat whatever I feel. It's my stomach. Besides, I'm doing the rabbit a favor. He wants Trix even though they're for kids so I'm gonna eat a bowl for him."
Ciel frowned as he scooped some of the cold gooey food into the bowls, "Alois, that is no longer a valid excuse. You've used it more than three times."
"Well, have you forgotten who I am?"
"Oh Lord no,"
"I AM ALOIS TRANCY AND I NO LAW OF PHYSICS, SCIENCE, OR MATH APPLY TO ME!"
"Yes, but the Laws of Phantomhive do because I own you and they say get the hell off my kitchen island."
Alois hopped down from the island and promptly began to remove his shirt.
"THEY ALSO STATE THAT YOU AREN'T TO STRIP IN MY KITCHEN!"
Trancy simply ignored the boy's protests and put on the frilly pink apron that hung on the pantry door. He put it on and faced Ciel, whose face was now red with embarrassment of a sort. Alois' let his tone drop to a sultry level like he did earlier with the pudding and got on all fours, crawling over to Ciel.
"Since you own, me doesn't that make me your little whore, Phantomhive? Your little bitch?" A seductive smile wove its way onto the boy's lips, only adding to his little act. Or, at least what Ciel hoped to be an act.
Alois grasp onto Ciel's legs and looked up. Ocean blue met icy blue and it was a stare down for a moment before the Phantomhive lad acknowledged the slim, cold hand running up his legs toward his crotch.
"Doesn't that mean you can have me in any way you want, when you want? Perhaps, right here, right now, in this very kitchen, with me in this very apron?" Alois stopped an inch or so from Ciel's covered probably-hard-but-you-can't-be-sure-until-you-touch-it member. "Would you like me to remove my shorts for you, master?"
Ciel snapped from his overly embarrassing thoughts as his eye twitched. Phantomhive would never dare tell Alois to do such things. In apron, in his kitchen no less. No. Ciel regained his senses and stood tall...for a short stack.
"Alois Trancy; by the Laws of Phantomhive, it is strictly prohibited that you call Ciel Phantomhive 'master' or try to make open homosexual advance on him in his very own kitchen, in an apron. You are not allowed to ask him for the removal of your infamous short shorts, not will you try to seduce Ciel Phantomhive to have sex in a place where any sort of food is kept. Is that clear?"
"Goddamn Ciel, it's like you have a book of Phantomhive Laws or something. Did you write that shit down on the back of your eyelids or something!?" Alois was taken back a bit by Ciel's words but he was all used to it. It was often that his best friend would speak in such a fancy demanding way.
Alois stood up and Ciel just shrugged. "Eh. I might. Even though it's impossible." Alois smirked as he watched the sugar addicted teen across from him put away the macaroni and cheese, then pull a plate of warm cupcakes out of the microwave. It was impossible how Ciel could eat all those sweets and not get fat.
"Ciel, where do you put it all? Honestly, you eat more cake and a fat person does and look at you~! As thin as a twig!"
"Two words; fast digestive system."
"That's three, learn to count. Your supposed to be the smart one here." Alois said in a mocking tone. "Pft, Nerd."
"Dick."
"Vagina."
Ciel hated it when Alois went with that word. Something about it was just unsettling. It wasn't that he would rather do a guy in the arse than indulge in the wonders of a skiddlyboop, he just wasn't okay with the word. Something about made him shudder.
"Say skiddlyboop. That word makes me feel weird." Ciel huffed, eating a cupcake with extra whipped cream.
"What word?" Alois mused, hands on his hips, "Vagina?" If there was one thing Alois liked doing, it was making Ciel uncomfortable. "I'm not using skiddlyboop, Ciel. I'm not two, I'm eighteen. Therefore, I will use words fit for men. Vagina."
Ciel didn't say anything. He hated that word with a passion but he would never subject to letting Alois hear him beg. The bluenette only had to do so once and he doubted the Blonde Satan across the room in an apron with no shirt on would ever let him live it down.
Alois picked up a can of whipped cream and sprayed it into his mouth, not bothering with the cupcakes. Ciel gave him a dirty look and opened his mouth to state another Phantomhive Law about using the whipped cream properly when he was assaulted in the face with the white sticky substance.
Blondie couldn't help but laugh as Ciel angrily licked some whipped cream from the corner of his mouth. Out of all the people he knew, Ciel was the only one that could eat something disgustingly delicious and still look angry.
"Ciel," Alois snickered, "Doncha know that after you get a facial, you're supposed to clean it off? If you get it in your eye, it's gonna burn like a bitch."
Alois couldn't process what happened after that because all of a sudden he was on the floor, whipped cream on his own face, Ciel towering over him. The whipped cream that was once on the bluenette's face was gone, most likely having been wiped off by a wet rag. The can of whipped cream however, nowhere to be seen.
"What were you saying about a facial, Alois?" The blonde had heard Ciel use a sultry tone before, but it would never surpass Alois' level of sexy seductiveness. However, this tone was crossing so many lines of eroticism that it was insane.
Hearing it from Ciel's lips kinda turned Alois on.
Just then, the front door opened and a certain bluenette's adoptive father, Sebastian Michaelis, announced his arrival, a shopping bag in one hand. Upon seeing the sight in his kitchen, he stopped.
"Dad." Ciel said, frozen in his spot, "You're home early." Lie. It was nine in the evening, the normal time Sebastian came home. He always came in to a clean house and the boys either in the living room playing games or in Ciel's room doing only God knows what but this…. This was way beyond his level of thinking.
Ciel, standing over Alois, who was half-naked in an apron with what Sebastian hoped-to-be-frosting on his face in the kitchen?
Sebastian pulled the milk jug out of his shopping bag and opened it before moving to the nearest potted plant and pouring all the white contents into the plant's bowl. Once the jug was empty, he turned back to the boys, a disturbingly calm smile on his face.
"Looks like we need more milk." Sebastian left the house without another word.
Oh Hai :D
If you've made it this far, than I thank you for taking the time out of your life to read my story. I've had this fic lingering around in my laptop for quite some time now and I was like
'To hell with this, you're going up on the internet!'
Yeah so...this is my first story up here. I appreciate all reviews, I like the feedback. c: I hope to update at a decent rate, I wouldn't want to leave you guys hangin. I also hope that most of my stories are as long as this one...this is like...seven pages in my documents...
Excuse any typos or OOC characters. Alright, that's all I had to say. Peace.