Silence filled the spiritless hallway, everyone remained frozen. Even me, myself was lacking movement. Looking at the unconscious male as if he were my reflection, I eventually decided to carry him back to carriage. Why did I act like that? Why was I showing such dramatic emotions? I am ruining my reputation. Regretting my past actions I attempted to carry my blonde rival until I felt a single hand's touch on my shoulder. My unequal eyes widened as I turned to look at the stranger behind me. "Claude Faustus, I thought you'd follow us." I said with little surprise in my voice. I didn't want him to see how I was actually feeling at this time. The frowning raven-haired butler peered down at me and spoke "I've been here the whole time, Ciel. I know everything. You have nothing to hide."
Crap...he's going to kill me, he's going to kill me, he is seriously going to kill me. He's seen everything. What am I supposed to say to him after what happened? I can't just stand here like a dumbfounded statue. Alois was my business rival and only my business rival. But after that one unlikely event I'm not sure what to call the relationship between us. Now's not the time to be thinking about that, first I had to sort of out Claude. I could see through his rectangular glasses he was giving me the death glare. The rest of the party had already gone; now only the three of us left. I blankly apologized to him, looking away and standing up. The butler ignored my previous action and lifted Alois from the ground, holding him in his arms. Alois was still in the ball gown and wig at this moment, I was also still in costume, Claude amazingly took no notice.
Before I could move any closer, Claude had dashed out of the hall, the doors slammed behind him. I ran after the butler, grabbing the black wig I was wearing and throwing it behind me as I ran. My slender arms didn't seem to be strong enough to push open the weighty entrance doors. I eventually managed to flee from the once crowded vestibule, and sprint through the midnight air in search for Claude. Remembering where the carriage was parked, I raced towards my destination and only hope of getting back home. I ran passed the old theatre that Alois and I were at earlier on. I remembered the look of excitement on his face as he entered it, the joy in his voice and the happiness of his smile. Like a child receiving a new toy, entertainingly delightful.
For some reason, I couldn't get that moment out of my head. I also couldn't stop thinking of how emotional I was before. I have never wanted to share such a dramatic act in front of anyone, I prefer to keep my feelings to myself, or not feel them at all. What happened back there? I said something to Alois I would only say to my parents, if they were still breathing. I sighed then raised my head to realize what I had run to was now stood before me. The Trancy's gothic carriage from this morning was sitting under a large tree with the doors wide open and Claude stepping inside. After carefully placing Alois on one of the seats, Claude quickly turned around, noticing my company. He scowled, grabbing me by my shirt then throwing me into the carriage. I could tell he didn't want to hurt me too much, that butler takes a concerning interest in me. I immediately sat down on the seat waiting for the journey to start. After Claude was finished glaring at me, he sat down next to Hannah in the driver's seat and whipped the horse. The horse was startled, but commenced galloping across the irregular road.
"Claude. I have a question to be answered." My turned my head away from the carriage window, and directed it to the one in front, displaying the back heads of Claude and Hannah. I waited for a response as a slight smirk presented on my face. Within a few seconds, a mumble was heard from him. So I continued with my request. "I wish to know more about your master. Would you mind telling me more about him?" I asked. Claude turned to look at me, still very blankly, but nodded. "Depends on what you wish to know." I guess the real question here is what I actually wanted to know about him. Why do his emotions change so quickly? Why doesn't he get along with Sebastian? What does he want from me? Why does he have both a violent and sexual side? I only wanted to ask one question, but first I had to decide on a question to ask. "Has Alois ever been diagnosed with a disorder?" I blurted out, without even thinking about how that might be offensive. Claude raised an eyebrow. I wanted to change the subject but now I had his attention I couldn't, I had to continue. The smirk on my face had rubbed off, I tried to explain as simply as possible. I mustn't make him angry. "Paranoid Schizophrenia, Bipolar disorder, Posttraumatic stress disorder, or even just slight depression. Is there any chance Alois has something like that?" I hate bringing up subjects like that. Seriously, what's wrong with me today? At that moment, I finally got an answer.
"My highness is disorder free." He spoke, with a shallow tone. I opened my mouth as to speak, before he added "Only the past life is in the way of the present." He then looked away, leaving me speechless. I thought about this quote for a while, it seemed to relate to me, giving a few horrible flashbacks. Luckily, my disturbing thoughts faded away as I heard Alois stirring. His eyelashes were fluttering like a butterfly's wings, but he remained still. His fluttering eyes wandered around, observing his surroundings. Those same eyes gradually caught sight of me, Alois smiled.
"Hey Phantomhive..." He whispered softly. His voice was the same as usual, elegant but obviously male. But his voice had faded at the end of his sentence. Might've been more fragile, or maybe just wasn't sober. Stupid Trancy, making me worry like that. He should've told me if he was feeling ill or anything, why was I the last to know? I might have been the first too. He seemed himself earlier, nothing was wrong with him. "Damn you, Alois." I said, moving away from him. "Don't scare me like that. When I get back to the manor I wish for you to explain everything. Why you acted so kind, why you didn't tell me if anything was wrong, why you didn't make sure Claude wasn't going to be there and why you kissed me." My voice trembled slightly amongst the last 3 words; I didn't want to mention it at this time.
The carriage fell silent again, not a single sigh was heard. I wondered if Alois had fallen asleep or something, so I poked him. His cheeks were surprisingly soft and cold, at least not cold enough to be dead. A poke didn't seem enough to wake him; I had to try something different. I stroked his cheek as if I was stroking a cat and moved closer to him, maybe a bit too close. My heart was thumping like a horses hoofs on a dirt road, it was continuous. Remember in fairy tales how the prince kisses the princess to wake her from her sleep? I hoped that wasn't the situation here. I moved towards him even more, thinking he'd awaken after sensing my presence.
By this time, I could feel his warmth and breathe against me. As I became nearer to his face, a strange feeling began affecting me. A feeling I am not used to, but I have felt it before. It's been there all day in fact: This morning as Alois was dressing me, slightly when he held my hand, when he went into pervert mode in the dressing room and an overload of it when we kissed. But what is it? Sebastian has never told me about it before, I wanted to know more. Unexpectedly, a hand emerged and pulled me down on top on Alois. Of course, the hand belonged to him. His eyes once again exposed to his surroundings, but now his only surrounding was me. A sense of déjà vu could be found here, It felt more uncomfortable by the second. I tried moving away from this pervy teen but he constantly kept pulling me back into the previous position. To my relief, the vehicle stopped unanticipatedly, but unluckily was nowhere near the Manor. The door swung open, revealing Alois' favourite servant behind it. The grim butler once again clutched me by my shirt but this time did something completely different. A singular masculine hand rose from his side and reached towards me, subsequently punching me in the face. The atmosphere before me faded to darkness.
Argh, I can't breathe. The hell..? There is something heavy on my chest, a cat? a dog? I don't own either!
I released my eyes from its closure finally seeing the world visually again. I was in a bedroom; with one window and one door. I was lying on a soft double bed with a pair of hand cuffs attached; this gave an enormous clue of whose room this belonged to. Thus, I was correct; the blonde male was placed on my chest with his powerful eyes wide open, gazing back into mine. He was now dressed in a nightshirt while I remained in the tux. "Claude put you here with me when we arrived home. I can't believe he knocked you out like that! What an ass. Are you alright?" he said, stroking my cheek, his face covered in concern. I didn't care about that at this point, I just wanted answers. I scowled, pushing Alois off of me. "Idiot, don't get so close!" I felt myself blushing slightly. Alois shrugged; moving off the bed and standing up, beginning to get dressed. Thank god he was wearing underwear. He wore his usual purple coat, white shirt, green vest and shorts at an inappropriate length. Yes, I watched him undress. The sort of activity wasn't on my "To Do" list but there is no choice when you're bored as hell.
"Don't worry about me sleeping with you, Ciel. I had fallen asleep the moment I got into bed so you're still a virgin." He laughed, winking and sticking his tongue out. That rapist, that perverted pole hogging rapist. Damn him and his revolting mind. I wonder where he gets it from. Definitely not Claude, that butler is so dull, grim and secretly violent. How does he cope with Claude? A lively childish innuendo machine and a jealous head teacher, that's them two. Yesterday Alois confessed some depressing secrets; I had no idea how lonely he really was. I'd hate to admit it but Alois really does need someone to be there and support him.
No one should go through pain alone; I am and look at what I am becoming: An unemotional selfish child of an Earl. Guess I need some help too. Then the greatest idea formed in my mind. "Alois now is the time. Tell me what happened." I demanded. The boy turned to look at me, took a deep breath and explained. "Claude told me I had a low sugar level, that's all. I had felt I bit light-headed but thought it was just excitement. I didn't know what Claude did and how he found us. I was being kind to you as you are the closest thing I have to a friend and I will tell you why I kissed you later on." Well that's better than nothing. It is best to let him off for now; he probably hasn't quite recovered yet. "That will do. By the way, Trancy I have a suggestion. You must feel unwelcomed here and surrounded by horrible memories. You don't live with anyone who understands you, so I was wondering, would it make you happy if I ordered my butler to adopt you?" Alois looked at me with great shock, so I added "Don't worry, my butler was not the demon who ruined the village you lived in, he was much too busy dealing with my broken self to handle such a thing." The boy's facial expression changed dramatically to a smile of pure happiness before glomping me and making me fall backwards on to his bed. "Ciel, you don't know how much I appreciate you offering something like that, I've always wanted to move away from my freakshow of servants and hellhouse." He said with continuous joy in his tone. "And by the way" He added
"I love you too."
Fangirling yet? ;) Sorry to interupt that sweet little moment but I have a few things to be said. Firstly, sorry for this fic being quite late, life has been a bit stressful lately and it is getting difficult to finish off what needs to be done T^T Hope you've enjoyed anyway, if you have a suggestion just ask, I won't bite~ Also sorry for my bad grammar in the past and present, I have dyslexia (probably spelt that wrong ^^") and I'm not the brightest. "Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn." Until next time my darlings~