Nevermore

Chapter 3: Hunger in Tenfold

Alois/Claude (Hints of Alois/Ciel)

Alois' POV

When I'm full of everything desired,

I'll still need more...

"Ciel Phantomhive would like a word with you." I sank into my seat. Was my butler serious? No, was Ciel serious? He actually had the nerve to come to my mansion and probably laugh in my face.

"Truly," I spoke, "that brat wants a word with me after he stabbed me and left me there to die? He tried to kill me for Christ's sake!"

Claude seemed to understand my dismay, but still insisted. "Your highness, I will make sure to keep an eye on the Earl Phantomhive and his cocky butler. Do not fret."

With an exaggerated sigh, I clutched onto my butler's arm and was lead to the drawing room. "What a farce.."

He opened the door to a rather calm Ciel and an ever calmer Sebastian. I sighed once again, not letting go of my butler.

"How dare you show your face in my domain, Phantomhive." I spoke cooly. "What is it you want from me?"

Ciel motioned for his butler to give us some privacy. His demon nodded to mine. I glanced up at Claude with a sliver of fear running through my facial features.

"Your highness, please allow me to escourt Sebastian out of the room so that you and Lord Phantomive may talk." All at once, I squeezed his arm and buried my face in him.

"Please, Claude. Stay." I sounded so pathetic; I know I did. Claude pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and pryed me off of him.

"All is well, your highness. Do not fret." I stood there, forgetting for a moment that Ciel and Sebastian were there. The look that Claude was giving me was piercing. It, in all honestly, terrified me more than the fact that I would be in this room alone with my enemy.

Enemy? Well, I don't know if I'd call him that.

"Are you weak, Alois Trancy?" The way my name rolled off of his tounge made me realize that we were finally alone.

"No," I retorted, "I simply wanted my tea first. I guess I'll deal with you, though. Ciel Phantomhive, why are you here? To have a chuckle at me? The scar you left me with perhaps?"

Ciel remained silent as I approached him and wrapped an arm around his waist. He flinched at this and tried pulling away. Too bad this highness was stronger.

"Oh, Ciel. Don't you want to see the scar? Hmm?" He tried pushing me away. "Trancy, get your damn hands off of me! I have not the slightest desire to see the damage I've done!"

I let him go. "Oh, you don't? But all you've done is stand in amusement as everyone around you falls. Am I right?"

"You may be, but I have my reasons for letting them fall."

"As do I, Ciel."

Ciel shot me a devilish smirk. "Well, perhaps it it would amuse me to see the scar." I rolled my eyes. "Maybe it would, Phantomhive."

I lifted my shirt just enough so that he could see my scar. As the smirk left his face, it lept to mine. "Touch it, Ciel."

Shock sprung at him for a second, then disappeared. "Touch it, my dear Ciel." I stepped right in front of him and grabbed his hand.

I ran his hand over the scar. "See, Ciel? You made a permanent mark on me. My butler was not pleased. He said that he was the only one that's allowed to mark me."

"Well, your butler thinks differently from me." I continued moving his hand. "He wants more, Trancy."

"More? No, I want more. I want him." Ciel stared at me odd as he took his hand away from my skin.

"You're sick, Alois Trancy." I couldn't help but giggle at his words. I agreed with him. I was sick. But who was he to call me that? I stepped away from him. It was time to get to the real point.

"I'll ask you once more. Why are you here, Phantomhive?"

"Just visiting, Trancy. Seeing if you were dead yet."

My lungs let out a gasp as my eyes grew wide. I stepped even farther away from him. "Claude!" I called, needing my butler's protection.

Claude and Sebastian entered the room. I had begun to shake slightly at Ciel's response. Had he cursed me? Was this all another one of my nightmares? But Claude put me to sleep, and he wasn't completely despondant...

I ran to Claude and wrapped my arms around him. Ciel broke out in a fit of laughter. There I was again.. pathetic, little Alois. Always clinging to a demon for support. What a sight to see.

Ciel and Sebastian were about to be escourted out by Hannah, but Ciel stopped beside Claude and I. I lifted my face to stare him directly in his eyes, which were so cold that I swear I might've gotten frostbite if he didn't go soon.

"Why I came here, Alois Trancy," Ciel began, "is to watch in amusement as you fall."

Another gasp came out and I screamed for Ciel and his butler to leave. I couldn't stand the sight of them. I couldn't handle the mocking. When they left the drawing room, I collapsed into Claude, who was slightly caught off-guard by my weakly state.

The next thing I knew, I was in my bed (still fully dressed) with Claude kneeling at my bedside. I lifted my arm and touched his cheek.

"Are you feeling any better, your highness?" I slowly nodded, attempting to completely regain myself. I moved my hand from his face to his neck and pulled him in.

His face was only a touch away from mine. I could feel his breath on my lips, his eyes on all of me.

"Claude," I whispered, "kiss me."

Without hesitation, his lips met mine...

... and I was probably the stupidest boy ever for thinking that just maybe, he could love me.