A/N: So, guess what mistake I made? I watched episode 8 of Kuroshitsuji II.

Yeah, bad idea, here I thought watching Alois die the second time wouldn't be as horrible—WRONG I was super sad. So I had to write this. Oh, and I didn't notice before, but when Claude was holding Alois' face (and when I saw that the second time I was all "You BITCH you do not deserve to touch him!") Alois was blushing :3 Hurrrr…. Even though I don't really ship ClaudexAlois because I hate Claude… Whatever….

Eleanore winced as the raw skin of her heel rubbed against her shoe. Her and Alois had spent an hour shopping for food and she knew that she was going to have blisters. She didn't even dare to ask Alois to carry anything. He was walking beside her, gazing down at the ground, seeming lost in thought.

And so the rest of the week passed. She allowed Alois the bed and slept on the couch, still using one of his coats as a blanket. Alois sat in his bedroom for most of the day, Eleanore assumed mourning the loss of his brother. She left him alone and cooked their meals at which Alois didn't say a word. After disguising herself in her boy outfit, she would walk through the forest they lived near. At the orphanage, climbing trees were one of her favorite things to do—so she spent her days climbing and lounging in trees.

"Don't leave me! Luka!" Alois yelped. Eleanore jumped awake and sighed, walking into Alois' room. She lit the candles.

Alois' hands were gripping the sheets, tears streaming down his face. The white sheets were soaked with his sweat. He yelled and started to sob.

"Alois! Alois, wake up!" She sat on the bed and pulled his head onto her lap, stroking his hair. "Wake up, wake up. It's alright." His eyes opened and he blinked up at her.

"I want Luka."

"I know." Eleanore helped him sit up. Alois sniffled and rubbed his eyes. "I'm going to change the sheets, but let's clean you up first, okay?" She patted Alois' hand and scooted off the bed.

"Stay!" Alois whimpered. Eleanore turned around. He was huddled on the bed, cheeks red and eyes wide, frightened, one hand meekly reaching out.

"Here." Eleanore walked toward him and took his hand. "Follow me." She lit another candle and carrying it in the hand that wasn't holding Alois', led him into the bathroom. She filled a small basin with lukewarm water and wetted a rag. She helped Alois out of his shirt and hoped he didn't see her blush. He just looked so cute with his eyes all big and shiny. Plus, besides the other boys at the orphanage who she considered brothers, he was the first male she'd seen without a shirt.

She gently swept the rag over his pale shoulders, arms, chest and stomach, every once in a while wetting the rag again.

"Please turn around," she said and Alois did. She wiped off his back and fastened his shirt back on. She took his hand again and walked back to the bedroom.

He followed her while she changed the sheets and remade the bed. "There." Eleanore said, tucking the last corner in. "Try to rest now." Alois crawled into the bed but didn't lie down. "Do you want me to stay with you until you fall asleep?"

He shook his head no.

"Then can I go?"

"Sleep here. Stay." Eleanore hesitated. She had been dying to sleep on the bed, but she wasn't sure if she could trust Alois not to do something weird to her.

Worse, what if he killed her? She had been the one to take him away from Luka.

But he looked like he would scream and burst into tears if she refused, and she remembered how horrific her nightmares were, so she decided she would stay. She put out all the other lights except for one candle and set it on the bedside table, where she could easily blow it out. She pulled back the covers and climbed into the bed. Alois immediately wrapped his arms and legs tightly around her, pressing his face into her shoulder. She expected it to be uncomfortable, but it was strangely nice. His skin was smooth and he emanated a gentle warmth. Is it because we're supposed to be together?

Alois' breathing soon slowed and she knew that he was asleep. She blew out the candle and settled into the soft blankets. Resting her hand in Alois' soft hair, she slept.

Something heavy was sitting on Eleanore. She groaned and tried to open her eyes, but found she was still in the dark waters of sleep.

"Ne, ne, wake up!" Someone murmured. And she did.

"Ah!" Eleanore jumped when she found Alois straddling her. A wicked smile curled his lips. He giggled, obviously pleased with her reaction. Eleanore blinked up at Alois—what happened to giving her the cold shoulder?

"You're slow. Hurry up!" Alois scrambled off her and the bed, bouncing in place. Eleanore yawned and rolled off the bed, blinking blearily at him. "I want breakfast!"

"Okay." She yawned again, walking into the kitchen with Alois skipping after her. Where did all this happiness come from?

Alois was still just as perky after breakfast. "I'm boooored…" he sighed, slumping over the table.

"I'm tired. I'm going to bed." Eleanore walked into the bedroom and curled under the covers. She sighed happily and was almost asleep when…

"Eleanore, no!" Alois' loud voice caused her eyes to snap open. "Sleeping is boring and I'm already bored."

"Let's play a game."

"Ooo a game!"

"Whoever can fall asleep the fastest wins. I'll make a special dessert tonight for you if you win."

"Humph." Alois sat on her stomach, pouting. Eleanore coughed and struggled to breathe. "That sounds even more boring than how I feel right now."

"Put on your dress and go into town."

"No."

"Al—" Eleanore was cut off by someone knocking on the front door.

A/N: Sorry if he's OOC…gotta love childish Alois :3 I'll probably edit this later… REVIEW please!