Again, I don't really have a lot to say about this chapter. But one thing I will say is that the anime is obviously set in London and seeing as I live in the UK, I only know how the British school system works and have no idea how the American one does. So this fanfic is set in a British school. Plus, I liked the idea of having the characters in school uniforms. ^^

Please review and I hope you enjoy.

~Double Chemistry~

"...And so, how much rice would I have? Alois?" The Chemistry teacher finished his rant (something about atoms... or molecules...), looking at the blonde boy expectantly.

Alois blinked at the mention of his name, cleared his throat and lifted his head up off his folded hands ever so slightly.

"Quite a bit."

The teacher scowled. "Come now, Trancy. How much is 'quite a bit'?"

Alois considered again, coldly blue eyes calculating. "Bloody loads."

A small laugh ran around the classroom, pupils watching with eyes widened in amusement at Alois' antics.

The old Chemistry teacher's eyebrow gave a little twitch, at the sight of which the blonde boy giggled. "The answer is roughly enough to cover the British Isles, Trancy," the teacher responded sharply, jotting it up on the blackboard. "And I'm sure you'll all be pleased to know that Trancy here has earned you all five pages of notes to write on the structure of the atom."

If the class had been laughing, they certainly weren't anymore. A groan rippled through the room, little whines of, "Aloiiiiis," inserted here and there. The boy in question merely grinned whilst Ciel, who had the misfortune of sitting beside him, wore a look that would be enough to turn milk sour.

Alois didn't care.

It would be lunch soon and he would get the opportunity to cuddle up to Claude. Claude who had, after all, promised to wait for him outside the science lab.

He clicked his heels off the floor impatiently, not being discreet in the slightest as he stared up at the clock and willed time to go faster. Fifteen minutes now...

BRING.

"Ciel!" The blonde wasted no time in grabbing his friend's wrist, pulling him up and barely giving him the chance to pack his books away before hurrying through the door. Alois' petal mouth spread into a grin the second he saw the emotionless lump that was Claude.

He threw himself at the older student, wrapping his arms around Claude's waist with an iron grip.

"You waited!" he exclaimed whilst Ciel face-palmed at the blonde's overreaction and looked around himself to double-check there was no-one they knew in the vicinity.

Claude had not much to say in response other than, "...Yes," as he hitched his glasses further up his nose.

"Come on," the blonde boy trilled, pulling Claude by the hand through the corridor. And Ciel... had no choice but the follow behind them. The library would be shut, the science corridor was out of bounds, and he had made no plans with anyone else. He was quickly realising how stupid he had been.

He followed the pair to the canteen, horrified at being forced to stand directly behind them, especially as Alois was clutching the Claude's arm, and the older pupil was doing nothing to stop it.

However, Ciel did have to admit, it was rather amusing to see both of the Vice Principals, Mr Landers and Miss Blair, turn their noses up at the odd pair. Both Vice Principals were notoriously strict and orderly. Pupils had the sense not to ask, but it was known clearly throughout the school that the pair of teacher looked like twins down to the very last detail, even though their surnames differed.

Ciel was so lost in his own thoughts that his brain barely registered the soft purr of, "Hello again," from right above his head.

He started and turned to see the odd, burgundy eyes of Sebastian Michaelis gazing into his own azure pair. He felt his eyes grow a little wider, his heart spluttering for just a second in surprise.

"I'm sorry. Did I frighten you?" The soft, pale lips twisted into a smirk and the grey-haired boy scowled.

"Of course not. Bastard. I just didn't expect to find you stalking me."

"Not stalking," the older pupil commented with a chuckle, "I don't know if you've noticed, but this is where most people come to eat. I just so happen to be standing behind you in the queue. Or perhaps you are so self-centred that you didn't notice the rest of the school..." Sebastian smirked at the disgruntled expression of the younger male.

Ciel felt his ears darken.

"Of course... you could always redeem yourself by allowing me to buy you lunch as we discussed earlier." Sebastian's lips curved into their signature crescent-moon smile, his whole face brightening.

"..." Ciel swallowed, considering.

"And," the older male added, "It seems that you could find better company." He turned his gaze to the pair standing in front, Alois' arms still wrapped stubbornly around one of Claude's, despite the various looks they were receiving from classmates.

"Fine," Ciel growled reluctantly.

"Excellent," Sebastian grinned, "In which case, we needn't stay here." Ciel shot him a puzzled and, quite frankly, exasperated look.

"I have an exit pass," Sebastian reminded him, removing a slip of paper from his blazer pocket.

Ciel allowed his eyes to rake over the front of Sebastian's chest, and noticed the small badge catching the light. Of course. How could he forget? Sebastian was a prefect, and therefore had the power to do almost anything he liked.

"Well?" Sebastian pressed, a purr in his voice and a dangerous glint in his eyes, "What do you say? I happen to know somewhere in town that does the very best sweets..."

Damn.

The older pupil had found Ciel's weak spot and had almost immediately triggered the most delicious thoughts of pastry, chocolate and cream of all types...

Of course, when tutoring a boy such as Ciel, it was difficult not to know of his weakness for sugar, considering that Ciel was insistent in calling "breaks" in periods of study, which was not so much a break per say, but more of an excuse to raid the fridge and cupboards of his aunt's house for desserts. Sebastian often found himself unable to suppress a small smile when Ciel returned to his bedroom (any other room was usually inhabited by either Ciel's auntie, a hairdresser who went by the name of Madam Red, and any of her friends; far too noisy for studying). These, as a general rule, were never to be shared with Sebastian.

"Fine," the boy growled in reluctance as Sebastian's Cheshire-cat smile widened. Ciel considered alerting Alois that he would be leaving, but then decided against it.

Both Alois and Claude were... distracted.