True Nature

Chapter: A New Day Pt.2

A/N: Sorry I'm so late with this chapter… I just couldn't think and I might be procrastinating just a little… Chapter nine already and We are only two days in cx… I should literally put one day within one chapter… or at least skip a couple days… *sigh* I'm just trying to be nice to Alois until I really have to get down and write all those fight scenes and smut moments I have invading my brain…. yeup

Disclaimer: Yana Toboso is the owner of Kuroshitsuji and it's characters… and any man penis you happen to find lying about… (If you are aware of Yana's previous work before Kuroshitsuji, you'd understand)

Alois just stood there, amazed at how comfortable the servants are around each other. It was like they grew up together as neighborhood friends, even though they've only known each other for only a year or two. The servants most likely didn't even converse with one another within half of that given time. Alois wanted a friendship like that… or any relationship like that, to be completely honest and carefree with someone without being or feeling judged. Yet, that's what a lot of people wish for at one point or another.

"Alright then" Sebastian started by taking off his black tail coat, putting it on a hook in the pantry, and handing the boy a clean white apron. "I'll get the batter started for you, so you can mix it… And I'll chop up fruits, cook the pancakes, make cream, and buy some molasses."

The blonde blinked at the raven. Demon or not, he can't do all that by himself. "It's alright Sebastian. I can do the pancakes and cut up the fruit"

"You sure?'

"Certainly"

"Okay?" the demon pulled a metal bowl and whisk, setting it down on the wooden island. "You know what to do?"

"Yep." counting on his fingers, Alois proudly ordered, "I need flour, salt, sugar, baking powder, egg, milk, and butter, oh, and just a little bit oil."

Now it was Sebastian's turn to give a surprised look to the blonde "I'll go get those for you then." doing as he said, the demon pulled out all the ingredients the boy requested with an additional lemon and a bottle of vanilla extract, setting all of it on the island in front of the boy.

Alois put in all the right measurements for the solids and sifted them, making sure they were well blended, then moving onto the liquids with the same treatment. Cracking the egg first, milk, then the melted butter. His aquamarines gave Sebastian a questioning look when they gazed over to the lemon and vanilla. He smiled instantly, "Ciel likes vanilla pancakes?" the demon nodded in response, "I like them too" he said as he cut the lemon and put a squeeze. "I think they just might be my favorite." he added a spoonful of vanilla "Other than greasy fish and chips."

Blending everything with a whisk, Sebastian eyed the boys work so far. The raven was actually surprised to see the fourteen year old knew what he was doing, for a boy that young and an earl at that. Well, pancakes aren't done yet, Alois still has to cook them as well.

Alois put a little bit of oil in a heated pan and swirled his wrist to evenly coat the metal. He continued by scooping out a big glob of the creamy liquid and making a perfect circle on the pan, waiting for the bubbles to subside. Using the spatula to loosen the, now, flat side as he proceeded with a flick of his wrist, having the pancake do a complete 180, in the air.

"Alois?" the butler finally spoke, starting the cream.

Alois didn't turn to him, too busy with the task at hand, "Yes? What is it?"

"Where did you learn to cook?"

The blonde didn't even think of the answer before his mouth moved without his say, "I use to cook for my little brother all the time." taking the perfect, golden patty out of the pan, he slapped his hand over his mouth. How the hell did that slip out? He always held his tongue when it came to things dealing with Luka.

"I thought you were an only child."

"I-I am" the blonde shifted uncomfortably, only to start on another one of the patties. "It's just… that… after I was kidnapped… there was another little boy there who I thought to be my little brother."

"Hmm.." the demon moved onto cutting the fruits for the boy "I assume this is a rather touchy subject"

"It is but-" Alois turned to him, seeing the demon cutting the fruit at impossible speed. Not phased in amazement at all the mortal exclaimed, "Hey! I was going to do that!"

"I have a favor to ask of you"

"Really?" finally dirtying the apron, he placed his floured hands on his hips as he did yet another pancake flip, "And what is this favor?"

"When I go to the market, can I trust that you can wake up my young master?"

Alois dropped the spatula and hugged the demon, he was filled with such glee. Him? Alois Trancy? Is going to wake up the beautiful little boy, Ciel Phantomhive? He is practically jumping with joy. Alois has always wondered what the bluenette looked like when he was asleep. In his mind, he imagined the tiny earl sleeping in baby pink bed sheets, cuddling with a huge, white Bitter Rabbit, and little 'flowers of moe' dusted around his petite body.

Alois shivered in excitement, he finally gets to see what Ciel looks like all vulnerable. He hurried in making the rest of the pancakes, having two big stacks on either side of him.

"Wow" Sebastian teased "You work fast when you're eager"

"Heheh, well" Alois took off the dirty apron and washed his hands "I kind of always wanted to see what Ciel looks like when he is asleep" the blonde giggled again "I bet he shows his true child when he is all alone."

Sebastian couldn't hold back his laugh, he doubled over, clutching his sides and earning a scowl "Ha! Whoo… Well, you are certainly in for a surprise!"

"Sebastian…"

"Yes?"

"Just go to the market already"

Alois cracked the door to Ciel's bedroom. not bothering to knock and walking straight to the little lump beneath the covers.

The bluenette was snuggled into a fetal position, his dark locks splayed about, framing his face perfectly. His lips parted as little faint snores could be heard.

"Aww… adorable" the older whispered. He poked Ciel's nose and gained a snort and a scrunch face. Ciel turned onto his other side and resumed to peacefully sleep. Alois smirked and kicked off his boots, climbing into the bed next to the slumbering boy. "Ciel~" he traced the outline of the younger's jaw "If you don't get up…" he moved on to trace the pink, plump lips "I might just have to kiss you~"

Hearing nothing from Ciel made Alois smile so big it was beginning to hurt. Silence never sounded so wonderful. He closed his aquamarines and leaned in, gently pressing his lips against the other's. Oh god… they are so soft, he let out a little, soft moan, I would love to feel more of these soft, sweet lips. Alois pulled away, eyes still closed, he let out a satisfied sigh. He cracked his aquamarines open only to face a wide-eyed blushing Ciel. Alois too, widened his eyes and a light blush spread across his face but he quickly covered up with a playful smile.

"Goodmorning, love!" the blonde chirped causing the bluenette's blush to darken.

"W-why did you k-kiss me?" Ciel lightly touched his lips that, now, oddly felt numb.

"I warned you first and-"

"Like hell I could hear you in my sleep" the younger shot up, trying to regain his composure.

"... you are really too cute for your own good" Alois admitted. The young earl made a disgusted face and dove into the pillows, hiding the his reddened cheeks. "I just couldn't have possibly resist."

Ciel muffled into the pillow "Shut up… "Why are you in my room? Better yet-" he lifted his face to attack Alois with the glares he threw "Why are you in my bed?!"

"Okay." Trancy laid down, getting more comfortable in the over sized bed "I'm in your room because Sebastian sent me up here to wake you. I'm in your bed because… well, I just kind of crawled in"

Ciel clenched his teeth in annoyance, disappointed in his butler for abandoning his duties as a servant of Phantomhive, but, he was sure the demon had his reasons… that won't save him from any of the boy's punishments "Where's Sebastian?"

"Hmm…" Alois cuddled up to the bluenette, resting his head on the other's chest "he went to the market to get some molasses."

As politely as possible-which wasn't very polite, Ciel nudged the other boy off his chest and stood up out of bed. He stared down at Alois, seeing the hurt expression from being rejected. "What do we do till he comes back?" he asked, ignoring the pout on the blonde was giving him.

Alois gave up on trying to guilt Ciel into cuddling with him, so, he just slammed his head into the multiple fluffy pillows and said in a childish tone that leaked with attitude "How the hell should I know?"

Ciel rolled his eyes, God, Alois you can be so difficult sometimes. Realization hit him like a brick that was labeled 'idiot', he wasn't wearing his eyepatch. Although Alois has scene the boy's marked eye, it still made him uncomfortable… like he was naked and all his imperfections are on display for everyone to see. The bluenette quickly slapped his hand over his right hand, wincing a bit at the pain it caused.

Seeing this Alois smirked. Oh how he loved to toy with the boy. The blonde quickly reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the eyepatch when the younger wasn't looking, hiding the eye accessory underneath himself. He watched as Ciel looked around frantically around the room, going to both the nightstands on either side of the bed and rummaging through all of it's contents. That is where he always put it… it couldn't just sprout legs and walk away, can it?

Ciel, thinking it might of fell under the bed, spoke from below "Where the hell is my eyepatch?" Alois snickered, coughing afterwards to hide the fact he almost gave himself away. Ciel crawled out and blankly gazed, slowly turning his head to Alois. "Give it to me"

The blonde stifled another giggle and let his face go straight to a dull, bored expression, and said in the most serious tone Ciel has ever heard from the boy, "Give what to you?"

Sorry, this chapter is such a disappointment… but, you guys have been waiting for over a week…

I'm a little stressed at the moment… everyone in my family either think I'm a whore or lesbian… I'm neither

I don't talk to anyone enough to be a whore and I don't really care if someone is a girl or a boy… but forget them.

This is literally as far as I have gotten in my notebook.

Sign: I need to write more and get a new notebook ((I doodle too much))

Till next time… my kitten