Hello. I guess this calls for a bit of explaining. In this, everyone connecting to the Phantomhives (Mey Rin, Sebastian, ect.) has Phantomhive for a last name. Anyone connecting to the Trancys (Claude, Hannah, ect.) has Trancy for a last name. Also Alois Trancy is Alois Trancy's real name. I think 'Alois' has a much prettier ring to it than 'Jim' and honestly, I don't know how to spell his real last name (Is it Macken? Or McCain?).

I think that's all.

Anyways, enjoy Voices Inside My Heart!

Alois~

The sky is dark and heavy, and it matches my mood. Good, I think. I'd rather not have to go to school feeling like this and having to deal with nice, sunny weather.

I am ready for Claude to take me to school, but he is still in the shower. Darn. I know that from today forward, I'll have to wait for him each morning. Hannah made me breakfast before she left for work, but I don't eat - regularly, that is. I know that I'm bone thin, and I've been accused countless times of being anorexic, but I can't just make my body get back onto a regular eating schedule of three meals a day. I guess I can blame That Man for that.

Today will be my first First Day Of School. Last year was my first time ever going to school, and even then, I didn't start until second semester. Last year I had pretty much blown every chance I was given to make friends, and now that I'm going to a completely different school, I can't imagine that this year will be much better...

I hear the shower stop upstairs, and I know that when Claude comes out he'll yell at me for not eating. I quickly run upstairs, grab a granola bar, and break it up over the carpet - to make crumbs. I put the wrapper on the top of the trash, and I throw the remaining bits and pieces that didn't end up on the floor down the garbage disposal.

I glance at the outfit that Hannah helped me pick out: a green V-neck, black shorts and socks, and my favorite pair of boots with purple ribbon. I throw on a violet jacket to complete the ensemble.

"Alois? Are you ready?" Claude comes out of the room he shares with Hannah wearing a suit and tie. He works at some big-name company where he's like the CEO or something - I never much pay attention to his horror stories he brings home from work.

"Yes! I'm all set!" I wince slightly at my voice. It's high-pitched and feminine, and while I don't mind it, I know it's annoying to others. It wasn't going to get any better either; I'm already long past my voice change.

Once outside, I climb into the black limousine that awaits us. I know that'll be the first thing about me people will make fun of.

Ciel~

It's another first day of school - aw, crap, I have to be there early. Being on the Welcoming Committee, I have to get to know each new student. Lucky for me, Sebastian always gets me up early. I am dressed in my most professional attire: Blue dress pants and black dress shoes, along with a matching blue overcoat. I slip on my eyepatch, hiding one of my many scars that I deny the world access to.

I grab a sack with my breakfast - a blueberry muffin and some banana slices - and head out the door of my family estate, where Sebastian is waiting for me in a jet black Porsche.

The ride to school is short - my house is in the city, so the school is, naturally, nearby. I watch as building hurl past my window at impossible speeds and the grey dashes on the road transform into a solid white line.

When the Porsche pulls up in front of the school, I wave Sebastian one final, cool goodbye, and slam the door of the car hard, to announce my presence to the hoards of people that cover the school.

I weave my way through impossible crowds and finally can breathe once I reach the main building. I let my breath catch up with me before I have an asthma attack, then go inside and make my way to the main office.

The secretary lady for the day is a dull-looking lady with a poor fashion sense and thin, gun-black hair.

I hold out my schedule to her. "I'm Ciel Phantomhive, I'm on the Welcoming Committee."

The lady, instead of speaking, stands up and walks me into an office where a small group of kids are waiting. She plasters on a fake smile.

"Hello children! This here is Ciel, and he is going to be your friend as you get used to the Kuroshitsuji Academy experience!" And with that, the smile drops like a heavy stone, she hands me a stack of papers, and leaves the room with just a little too much speed.

"Hi! Yes, I'm Ciel," I say, trying not too sound too dry. I know these guys don't wanna be here. "I' going to take roll call real quick, so just hang in there. Bethany Adams?"

"Here."

"Angela Blanc?"

"Hi."

"Ashe Landers?"

"Yo."

"And Alois Trancy?"

"That's me."

The last voice catches me off guard. My eye studies it's owner: a terribly thin child - I think it was a boy - with soft blonde locks and eyes that rivaled the sky. He was wearing interesting clothes - most Kuro students wouldn't be caught dead wearing shorts that small. There was something off about him too - he was too pretty to be a normal ninth grader. He had clearly dolled himself up. But why?

I silently scold myself for caring. These new kids are the school's newest losers and lone wolves. They are out of my league.

I paste a warm smile that doesn't reveal my thoughts onto my face, and say, "Alright, let's begin our school tour!"

Alois~

Hair the color of the naviest, coldest ocean, and a single eye to match. His skin is so pale and creamy, I want to reach out and touch it...

No, no, I need to stop myself. I am not about to fall for a boy I haven't even really met. But still, he has such a fine figure. Not skinny, like me, but not overly bulky. The perfect, walking incarnation of the thin line separating the two. He's dressed so nicely, too. He's wearing a strange eyepatch on his head - I wonder why? Isn't it hard to see with just one eye?

"Alright, let's begin our school tour!" He suddenly says. Oh, his voice, it's just like silk. It slips slippery from his soft pink lips. For less than a millisecond, I wonder faintly what those smooth lips taste like. I wouldn't mind finding out...

"Yo, Blondie, you comin'?"

I am snapped out of my trance by a thug-like boy with white hair and lavender eyes - the color of Hannah's hair. It really is a lovely lavender.

"Uh, yes. I'm coming." I respond quickly and somewhat out of breath, then run to catch up with the rest of the group that is slowly making it's way down the hall.

I've decided I don't care about the anything else right now - I want to meet that boy, and spend time with him, and to tell him everything. I wonder slightly how I came to that conclusion that fast, but I guess some people are just like that. Claude is like that. That Man was like that.

Hannah~

I tug gently at my long braid, and it comes undone messily in my hands. My shifts are over, and I have to go meet my husband at his office, then my son at the hospital. I have this feeling in my gut - a worrying, nauseating feeling that just won't go away. I can't stop thinking about Alois. I want him to be safe, to continue to live at home with me and Claude and hopefully Luka, someday. But Claude and I have agreed to make our adopted son an education.

But then again, it's only been two years... how can a child recover from a life like that in only two years? I know he hasn't been eating, and I know he stays awake for hours on end at night. I wish I could do something.

"Miss Hannah? Are you leaving?"

I turn to see Thompson, a fellow waiter who works at the café with me, smiling warmly. I enjoy seeing him and his brothers smile. It brightens my day.

"Yes, I'm going to go visit Claude, and then Luka."

"That's very nice of you. I do hope Luka gets better - oh! Today is Alois' first day of school, isn't it?"

The gnawing worry returns to my sickly stomach. "Yes. I really hope... that he's okay..."

Thompson smiles yet again, and says, "Don't worry. He's been through a lot, but he'll be fine. After all, he has you!"

I smile back, and leave the café. I ride the bus to where Claude works, and give him his lunch. He thanks me gratefully and kisses me. I am on the bus yet again, and finally arrive at St. Luc's Childrens Hospital.

The secretary barely lifts her eyes off of the paperwork she has.

"Who are you here to see?" Her voice is bland and scratchy, and makes me wince.

"Luka Trancy."

"Room 431."

I mutter a quiet 'thank you' and head down the hall and to the elevator, where I wait for quite some time. Once it arrive at my floor, I wait for other parents, who were visiting their children - crying, panicking, worrying parents - to drain out of the little box before I step in. I punch in the '7' and wait. Second floor, third floor, fourth and fifth... this is taking too long. Finally, it arrives at my floor.

This is the cancer ward - the hallways are empty, and when I look through the small windows on the doors, I see many children with tubes flowing though their noses and puncturing their chests.

Room 431.

I open the door, and see that my brown-haired little boy is sleeping. I pat his head lightly. "Luka." I coo.

He picks his head, shakes it a bit, lays eyes on me, then smiles. "Mother!"

I blush lightly. I love the way Luka says it - 'Mother' to me and 'Father' to Claude and 'Brother' to Alois. Alois himself never calls Claude or me 'Mother' or 'Father', but I guess that's just how he is.

"How's my favorite baby boy?"

Luka beams and wraps his arms around my waist. "I'm great! How's Alois? He gets to go to school today, doesn't he? He's so lucky! I wish I could go to school!"

"Yes, Alois is at school right now, but remember, it's very hard for him to go, so when he visits, be nice, okay?"

"Okay!"

Suddenly, a nurse walks in. "Oh! Mrs. Trancy!" She says. "Hello! Luka's going to continue with his chemo in a couple hours, so I'm afraid you have to leave. I'm sorry." She sounded honest.

"Alright." I say, getting up, walking away, and retracing my steps out of the hospital. Suddenly, my phone rings. I answer it.

"Hello?" I ask.

"This is the Kuroshitsuji Academy Principle. I am calling about your son, Alois."

My heart beats fast. "Okay. What is it?"

"He attacked a boy at school today."