A/N: I'm continuing this, giving Alois a chance to explain what's going on.
"Ciel…" Alois murmured. "Don't go. I'm… I'm sorry."
Ciel paused in the doorway.
"There are four minutes left on the timer. Explain."
"I… I think I'm in love with Sebastian."
"I despise you."
"I'm sorry, Ciel. The thing is, no matter how much I love Sebastian, I think I want you. But that's all it is. I feel like I want to kiss you and, erm… well then. It's ridiculous because love is supposed to go along with lust, but I want you and I love Sebastian. I… I don't know what's wrong with me. Can you help me?" Ciel sighed.
"With what?" Alois mumbled something inaudible. "What do you want, Alois?"
"Well… it's something to do with Sebastian…"
"Absolutely not. It's illogical. I, erm, love you, so why should I help you get Sebastian?"
"I'm sorry. It was a stupid idea anyway. But you know what they say about love, it's about wanting someone to be happy no matter what."
"Alois Trancy, how can I nail this through your thick head? I'm not helping you."
"Then you don't love me." If looks could kill, Alois would be a mummy.
"Of course I do. It's simple logic. If you want a toy, would you give it away to another child?"
"That's objectification. I'm not a damn toy."
"It's an example."
"All right. I get it. I wouldn't want to see you having an affair with Sebastian. But… could you maybe find some way to tell him?"
"No."
"I'll do it myself, then." The timer let out a ding, and Alois flounced past Ciel and out the door. Ciel walked slowly to his desk chair, put his head down on his desk, and shed soundless tears.
"Alois," was the name silently falling from his lips.
"Sebastian?" called Alois.
"Yes, sir?"
"I want to tell you something."
"Yes, sir."
"It's Alois, please, not sir. And I'm… I mean to say that I… oh, god, I can't say it."
"If, sir, you mean to tell me of what you and the young master discussed a moment ago, I heard you."
"And…?" Alois was anxious.
"I have no answer at the moment."
"Oh, don't tell me you like Ciel." Sebastian chuckled. That in itself was a little unnerving.
"Of course not, sir. My relationship with the young master is strictly professional. Merely another meal. I only ask that I may take the liberty of a day or so to think before I answer you."
"Yes… yes, of course."
A/N: So, what do y'all want to happen? Does Sebastian love Alois? Or someone else? Or nobody? You choose! Click that button there and tell me! Love, Torif
