It had been about a week and a half since Ciel had begun his therapy. Although throughout the past eleven days he had only completed fallen unconscious twice, neither of which occurring in public, he felt that his nightmares were worsening. Or maybe he was just remembering them more.

Sebastian had asked to look at his dream journal every time, so Ciel ended up having to actually write in it. At first he was hesitant and only wrote little details that he was willing to share, but after a couple nights he felt like he actually wanted to remember some of the dreams and begun writing down more.

It always began with the fire in the mansion, and seeing his father's corpse. But after that it was different almost every time. Sometimes he was taken to the sacrificial table and gave up his faith causing the dream to end, and sometimes he finds himself covered in bandages and bruises, looking at the remains of his lost home, beside him standing his faithful butler. Even once he was sure he encountered Lizzie in one of the dreams, but when he awoke he couldn't recall if that was true or not.

Sebastian had diagnosed him with something that confirmed that his fainting was not stress based but could be triggered by stress. He didn't bother to listen for that.

Then, one Monday after a long, tedious weekend, something strange happened.

"This is our new transfer student, Jim Macken." Mr. Faustus introduced to the class as a blond boy entered the room. He was wearing the assigned sweater-vest and required collared shirt, but instead of long pants he wore shorts that barely passed dress code and black socks that reached his thigh. Ciel recognized him immediately as Alois Trancy.

'Jim' said an introduction to the class and cracked a couple of jokes that made the room reverberate with chuckles and gentle laughter, nothing out of the ordinary. Ciel observed the boy throughout class. He seemed uninterested in the lesson, occasionally looking down to his notebook to doodle something, but there was absolutely nothing strange about him (other than his disturbingly short shorts).

After class was let out and 'Jim' exited the room, Ciel waited a few moments before following him. The halls were empty, as most of the students preferred to spend their free period outside or in the classroom with their friends. "Is this some kind of sick joke?" Ciel confronted the boy.

"Oh, it's you." Jim said unenthusiastically.

"Yes, it's me. And you, Alois Trancy?" Ciel said through gritted teeth. "Why did you transfer to me and Lizzie's school?"

"Oh, that bitch is here to?" Alois chuckled, "Who'd have known?"

"Oi." Ciel grabbed onto the taller boy's wrist and pushed him to the wall. "You lay a single finger on her and I will kill you."

Alois smirked, as if he'd been awaiting this moment for a long time. "Oh? You think you can kill me?" The blonde knocked the black-haired boy's hand from his wrist. "You're wrong, therapy boy. I bet you haven't ever killed a man before. Don't know what it's like."

"Oh, and I suppose you have?" Ciel growled, annoyed that the brat had been able to push him off so easily.

Alois Trancy, or for now 'Jim Macken', shrugged, "Maybe I have, maybe I haven't. Do you wanna find out?" The boy looked to Ciel with a look of lunacy glittering in his eyes, a glare that made Ciel shiver. After he caught Ciel's reaction, Alois simply cackled and then began to walk away.

"Hey, why the fake name?" Ciel asked.

"It's more boring, sorta fits this kind of school, right?" Alois called back as he hopped away.

Ciel stood in the hallway for a moment, and cursed to himself for being so easily defeated. As he prepared to return to the classroom, suddenly his vision began to blur and it was difficult to stand. He slowly backed up against a wall for support and put his hand over his head, but there was something on his right eye.

He tugged at it and found it to be some kind of eye patch. Suddenly he looked up and saw that he was no longer in his school hallway but inside some sort of study. Was he dreaming again? This was bad…he must have fainted…

"Young master, are you okay?" A voice called from behind him. Ciel jerked around and saw a tall, black-haired man with crimson red eyes staring at him. "You seem dazed, young master."

"I'm fine," Ciel replied. Turning away from the butler. "What do you want?"

"I wanted you to know that Lady Elizabeth will be arriving shortly for tea, she's still quite concerned about your condition, especially as you haven't told anyone about that month." Sebastian said calmly with a hint of a grin on his pale white face.

"Well, what do you expect me to do? Prance around saying I was used a sacrificial tool before I was saved by a demon? They'd put me in the asylum. Faking amnesia is a much better solution," Ciel said in return.

"Of course, my lord," Sebastian nodded.

Sebastian…that's familiar… Ciel thought to himself. "Wait…Sebas-" He turned around again just to find that he was face to face with Lizzie. He blinked, trying to recollect what happened.

"Ciel…are you okay?" She asked worriedly.

"What?" Ciel paused for a moment, his brain not functioning correctly, "Oh, yeah, I'm fine. Sorry to worry you."

So have you been recalling your dreams more?" Sebastian questioned as Ciel made himself comfortable on the sofa. It was strange, but Ciel was almost getting used to this situation (although he still didn't like it one bit).

"Yes sir." Ciel replied.

"Very good, I knew the dream journal would help." Sebastian smiled. Something about this man irked Ciel more than usual today. When he had his dizzy spell at school today he had seen something different from his dreams, but in the end he could barely remember it. But…the word Sebastian…he had heard it earlier today. Had he talked to Lizzie about his therapist? He couldn't recall doing so…

"Yes sir." Ciel said.

"Do you have any details that you are comfortable with sharing?" The man asked. Ciel blinked. Why did he exaggerate 'comfortable'? Did he already know that Ciel was being as brief and unspecific as he could while revealing his dreams?

This man confused Ciel.

"The fire killed my family." Ciel replied bluntly, hoping to throw Sebastian off track with a sudden direct answer. "And burnt down my house."

Sebastian didn't seem hazed by it, to Ciel's discontent. "Is that all?"

Ciel thought, should he tell him about the sacrifice? Him giving up his belief in God? His butler? It all sounded a bit far-fetched, and Sebastian may ask even more questions if he knew all of the details. And the man had specifically asked Ciel to share the details he was comfortable with. Ciel was comfortable with sharing that at all.

"I guess." Ciel replied, a bit less polite as he usually was.

"Very good," Sebastian said, scribbling down something on his clipboard. "And how about dizzy spells and fainting? Have those been still as constant?"

The boy thought before replying, "I had a dizzy spell today." He admitted.

Why did I just say that? Ciel cursed in his mind.

"Was it at school?"

"Yes sir." Ciel replied.

"Did it affect your classes?"

"No sir." Ciel replied. "I was in the hallway…"

"Do you think that it could have been caused by any type of stress?"

Ciel thought again. Alois. It might have been Alois that triggered it.

"Maybe."

"Do you want to talk about it?" Sebastian asked.

"No."

At the end of their session, Sebastian said that he was going to run some papers and trusted that Ciel knew the way out of the hospital after a long week and a half of therapy. Glad that he didn't have to be escorted like some kind of child, Ciel calmly made his way down the hallway that he had already been through many times and was prepared to enter the lobby when he heard Alois's voice, followed by Lizzie's.

"Oh, wow, that is pretty gross," Alois laughed.

"Go away." Lizzie replied angrily. "Even if Ciel can't beat you to a pulp, I sure as hell can."

"Ah? A change of character?" Alois chuckled even harder. "You sure are a gem, aren't-"

"Trancy." Ciel declared as he stepped into the lobby. Lizzie turned to him, a bit of fear in her eyes, before stepping away and hiding behind her cousin. She seemed to have lost all of her assertive atmosphere the moment Ciel entered.

"Therapy boy." Alois nodded a hello.

"I thought I told you to stay away." Ciel growled at the boy.

"You did. And yet I didn't." The blond shrugged. "Shame you're too much of a pussy to do anything about it."

"Are you trying to start a fight?" Ciel yelled.

"Here? In a hospital? No way. If we stepped outside then maybe I'd think about it." The way Alois stayed completely collected through this argument annoyed Ciel. It made the shorter boy seem like a stubborn kid trying to prove himself right.

"Wanna try?" Ciel threatened.

"Be my guest. Although your little cuz there may not be too happy about it." Alois smiled at Elizabeth. "Don't worry, I won't kill him."

Elizabeth shuddered, "Ciel…let's just leave…"

"No. This guys a stalker, Lizzie." Ciel pushed his cousin away and then stepped towards to taller boy.

"Hm?" Alois cocked his head innocently for a moment, and before Ciel could even react he slammed his fist against the black-haired boy's face. "Whoops. I slipped." He laughed.

"You bastard…" Ciel lunged at the boy and tried to land a punch on his face, but Alois grabbed Ciel's fist and twisted it so the shorter one had to fall to the ground to prevent his wrist from being broken, but as he did so Ciel kicked Alois in the knee and they both fell down.

Despite his attack, Alois was still faster than Ciel and managed to get on top of him and land another punch on his face. Ciel managed to dodge the second and knee Alois in the groin, but it didn't affect the other boy as much as Ciel hopped, although it gave him a free moment to get out of the position he was in.

The most disturbing part of this all, to Ciel at least, was that the entire time Alois wore an almost maddening grin. He liked to fight, he wanted to fight, and it didn't matter to him whether or not he was being beaten or he was the one beating the other guy up.

Ciel punched again, this time aiming at the other boy's solar plexus. Alois apparently didn't know that was a weak spot of the body and took the pain in surprise, but recovered quickly and grabbed onto Ciel's shoulder and pinned him to the ground again.

Just as Alois was throwing his fist down to punch him in the face yet again, Ciel grabbed onto Alois's right hand just as it was above his face. The larger boy was much stronger than Ciel, but the black-haired kid managed to keep the fist from hitting him; his arm quivering under the pressure.

"Ciel! Stop it!" Lizzie cried as she grabbed onto Alois and tugged at him. She only managed to move him a little when Ciel scooted back a bit and kicked the blond before getting back onto his feet. "Ciel! You shouldn't fight!"

Alois scooted up as well, wiping some blood off of his nose. "Well, you're not too bad, shrimp." He chuckled, "But I think you have it a little worse of then me."

"Go away." Lizzie said again, before stepping in front of her cousin and slapping Alois. The blond was shaken for a moment, but then just laughed.

"See you later, bitch!" He said as he walked back to the hallways.

Lizzie sighed with relief and then turned to her cousin, "Ciel…are you okay? You guys could have at least gone outside…thank god nobody was in the lobby." She looked at him, as if contemplating whether or not to do something, but then suddenly she gasped. "Oh god…your right eye. It's swollen!" She exclaimed.

Ciel reached his hand up and touched his eye, making it sting even more than it did before. "Oh...does it look like it'll be a black eye?" Ciel asked.

"I don't know…" Lizzie put her hand to her chin as she thought for a minute. "How about I go get you an eyepatch from the medical supplies room?"

"An eyepatch won't help a black eye." Ciel said boredly.

"Yeah, but then Angelina won't see it!" Lizzie explained. Ciel had an urge to facepalm. Wouldn't his aunt question why he was wearing the eyepatch? "You just wait right here." She said, patting him on the head as if she was treating him like some sort of puppy before preparing to run down the hallway.

"Hey! Wait!" Ciel called to her. She turned around, "What did Alois say to you?"

Lizzie didn't speak for a moment, and then looked down. "Nothing. He didn't say anything." She replied, her voice a bit darker than usual, before running off.

A/N:

Lizzie...

Or is it Lizzy?

My autocorrect doesn't like Lizzy, so let's stay with Lizzie.

Anyhoww, Happy Kagerou Day! Be sure to stay inside, away from roads, construction sights, and childhood friend/crushes!

I'm still depressed that nobody really reads this story :( But I realized how crappy my writing is now that I look back on it (I wrote this around a week ago). The chapters I'm currently writing (6, 7, 8, etc.) are way better quality that this. I haven't written in forever so I guess I had to get used to it again.

In case you didn't know, my fav Kuro character (and favorite anime character of all time) is Alois :) So he has a lotta screen time (or page time...)

ANYBODY HAVE ANY FILLER IDEAS.

Follow/favorite if you like it, ignore if you don't. Thanks for reading this sloppy excuse of a story! (It'll get better, I promise)