Hello my lovelies~ This is a story that came to mind when rewatching Season 2 of Kuroshitsuji for the…I don't know…3rd time? Anywho~ I do not own Kuroshitsuji or any of its characters, only my OC. Keep your arms in legs in the ride at all times, and enjoy~

Hoheo Tranla, Rondeo Tarel…

Alois, clearly bored, threw his pen down, and shoved the papers off of his desk.

"I am done now." He stated, frowning. Claude stepped forward, picking the papers from the floor, bowed to his master and exited the room. The blonde boy turned to stare out of his window. It was cold and rainy outside today. Alois never much cared for rain, he found it to be quite troublesome and problematic.

"So bored…so bored bored bored….bored…." He rested his head on his desk, groaning. As much as he hated having visitors, he couldn't help but want someone to come and stir up some excitement in his household. His thoughts were interrupted as his study's door opened, and then closed. Looking up, his blue orbs landed on Hannah. His lip curled in disgust as she spoke.

"Master, I've come w-with your refreshments…"

"Why isn't Claude here?" Alois snarled at her, to which she flinched.

"He was…finishing preparations for this evening's ball…" The lavender haired woman uttered softly. Alois rolled his eyes.

"Tch, well bring it here, you stupid tart!" He slammed his hand down on the desk, causing Hannah to quickly rush over and serve him his snack. She quietly exited, and Alois sighed. He forgot of this evening's ball. Twas a charity event for orphaned children, as he recalled. He grunted.

"Damn kids…always running amuck…" He stirred his tea, sipping it and standing up, going to his window and pressing his cheek against it. It was cold, but he didn't care. It soothed his throbbing head, calming his thoughts alike. Trancy never did like small children, or any children at all for that matter. He thought of them to be nuisances; and thorns to the side. Though he had to remember, he was once an orphan himself. Alois snarled at the thought, and threw his teacup to the floor, shattering the white cup rimmed with blue.

"Your highness, the ball will begin soon, you must prepare yourself." Claude's voice rang out, bringing Alois out of his thoughts as the black clad butler stood at the study doorway.

"Hn…Dumb kids." The blonde pushed passed Claude, walking down the hall to his own room. Claude followed, despite his master not asking him to do so.

"Hmph, I suppose a dark violet is fine. Or maybe a blue…no, green! Eugh…no no…Red…Yes this red shall do just fine!" Alois pranced around the room, tossing outfits every which way until he found the one he desired. Claude entered his master's bedroom, closing the door behind him.

"It is a fine choice. Allow me to assist you." The ink haired man dropped to one knee as he undressed and redressed his master. The golden eyes looked over Alois's body, and while his face remained impassive on the outside, he could not help feeling otherwise inside. While he craved his master's soul, it was slowly becoming more undesirable. Not by any means worth abandoning this soul, no. Claude simply couldn't help the very, very slow loss of appetite for his master's soul.

Alois watched his butler's eyes intently, as if waiting for them to become lust filled. He sighed in disappointment when Claude stood up, bowing and exiting the room.

"Hmm…"He brushed his blonde locks of hair. The boy just wanted this night to be over, so he wouldn't have to deal with snot-nosed noisy brats for long. Clearing his throat, he exited his room and, accompanied by his butler, walked to the stair case and looked down at the room filled with children, and other attendants.

Putting on a charming smile, he spoke cheerfully.

"Welcome to the Trancy Manor, it is a treat to have such wonderful guests tonight! Please do enjoy the ball!" Alois waved to the crowd, and applause broke out amongst them. He scanned the crowd until his eyes connected with that of a girl's. Her blue orbs stared at him with the glare of a thousand daggers. Alois uncharacteristically shivered and took a step back, colliding with Claude, the girl's glare shaking him to the core.

H-hoheo Tranla…Rondeo T-tarel…

End of chapter one *^* Anyone who knows my fics knows I kinda suck at first chapters…I dunno why Im just better at the middle and end stuff _ Thanks for reading, review if ya like~