I have been feeling a bit soul-searchy after re-re-re-re-re-watching Alois Trancy's delightful little story. So here is a little AloisxClaude for you! Calm your chests and other lady parts, it's not yaoi… well, I don't know… maybe… I still am not skilled in the art of writing those kinds of stories. That DOES NOT mean I don't read them… I am a fangirl after all. And, come on… who doesn't love a good yaoi?

~Nina

He sat on his bed crying out his butler's name. "CLAUDE!" he screamed. The tall man strolled in, completely relaxed. "Did you have another nightmare, your highness?" he asked. Alois only nodded. Claude walked near him. "Its fine, everything is over now." He took his master's face in his hands and locked his eyes on the inside of the young boy's soul. Claude licked his lips.

"STOP THAT!" Alois screamed and pushed his butler's hands away. "My apologies, your highness…" Claude kept his cool and bowed his head. Alois slowly lay back down. At this sight, Claude decided it would be appropriate to walk away now.

"Stay" the little blond demanded. "Yes" Claude bowed. "Don't leave until I'm asleep." Alois ordered. Claude hummed yes and sat on the bed beside him. "I didn't mean to push you away…" the sweet blond whispered silently. Claude was taken by surprise; this little brat had never said anything like that! "Your highness, I-""Just don't look at me like that… with a thirst. I know what you want; I don't need a bloody reminder. You don't have to look at me that way, it's terrifying and it gives me nightmares." The boy began to cry.

Claude looked down at his master. This boy seriously made him wish he had emotion so he could comprehend what he had gone through, it was hard to admit, but a large part of him hated to see his master weak like this. He felt an unwaveringly amount of guilt at his words "it gives me nightmares". He is the cause of his master being so troubled at this point. This guilt made him feel uneasy. (A/N: okay, maybe Claude isn't as sweet as I'm making him be… okay, he isn't, but I mean, come on, Claude's an ass hole! And little Alois needs some comfort for all he's been through)

He held his shoulder. "Your highness…" he said silently. Alois didn't look up from his tears. "I love you." Claude whispered. Alois' tears multiplied by the thousandths! He turned over and hugged Claude's side. "Damn demon." He whispered between sobs as Claude set an arm over his master.

This boy's past was so sad, how could something so innocent be abused so terribly? Claude craved this soul, it was perverted and dark, yet it remained hardly tainted. A soul like this one is hard to find and he will do anything to keep it safe. (A/N: this is before he knows about Ciel's soul)

Alois began to quiet down. "Highness…?" Claude shook the boy gently. In silent whimpers the boy slowly fell asleep. Claude felt like his chest would pop at any second. He felt absolutely nothing for this child! Why was a shade of sorrow filling him at this moment? He didn't know all he wanted to do was give the boy some sort of display of affection. He removed hair from his face and sighed.

What the hell… just one won't hurt…

The demon leaned close and kissed his master's forehead.

He recovered from the impact of what he had just done, adjusted his glasses and covered Alois with his blankets so he could sleep once more. "Good night, your highness." He whispered before blowing out his candles and heading out the room.

okay, we all know Claude doesn't give two poops about Alois, but come on, its a fanfiction and a girl can dream, can't she?