Hello again! Double post! As promised! :D Enjoy CHAPTER TEN! YAY! WE'VE HIT A LANDMARK! :D

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The next day was Friday.

Today, I had planned on making a difference.

My first difference. The first time I would try to do something good, something worth trying.

My power? I wasn't willing to give it all up. Not yet. I still had my pride. Maybe someday I would have nothing, just like Alois. But we wouldn't be alone. If I could be at his level… If I could be his equal… I would be firm in the knowledge that we were the strongest people in the school.

Right now, I had a lot of work to do.

I passed him in the hallway before first period- my eyes met his, and I waved at him, feeling the tiniest upturn in the corners of my lips.

He seemed shocked for a moment before lifting a hand in greeting as we passed, and it seemed like the world was in slow motion.

Light reflected on those perfect pools of liquid aquamarine, seeming to dance across his eyes, half hidden my silky, white-blonde bangs. Rosy lips twitched upwards slightly, as if they wanted to smile but had forgotten how to, as small soft fingers unfolded to wave at me. And then, in the blink of an eye, such a small moment was gone, held only to me by memory. I resisted the urge to turn and watch his retreating back, choosing instead to disappear into my first class. The usual horde of my brainwashed classmates took seats all around me- but somehow, my overwhelming popularity didn't seem so important anymore.

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Lunch.

This was where I was going to make a stand. Stepping out of the lunch line, tray in hand, I took a deep breath.

People would talk. People would whisper. My name would go down in flames. I swallowed, thinking of these things hardly did me any good.

I passed my usual table- stuffed to capacity with Aberzombies, cheer freaks and football Frankenstiens- and slipped into the bench across from Alois.

I could tell he wasn't used to this- he seemed anxious, if not a little uncomfortable. "Hey." He said quietly.

"'Sup?" I said back, twisting off the cap of my water bottle and taking a few sips.

"Not going to pour milk on me today?" He was sketching again- no lunch.

"Don't tempt me." A lame attempt at a joke, but he managed a small, lopsided smile. It seemed sad, for a smile.

"Nice." He said, folding up the piece of paper he had been drawing on and slipping it in his binder. Before I could question it, Elizabeth plopped herself on my lap out of nowhere, and my arms found themselves around her waist.

"What are you doing here?" Her voice was innocently curious, but I could tell she was annoyed. "You should be sitting with me!"

Alois looked down, I could tell he felt out of place- like an intruder.

"I'm talking to Alois, Lizzy." I replied calmly, ignoring the batting of her eyelashes and the fact that her shirt was cut almost too low. That wasn't attractive, or persuasive in any way. It was disgusting, to me, it seemed that girls had no respect for their bodies. What a whore. "Can't I talk to someone besides the same old people every day?" I took another sip of my water.

"But this is Alois Macken we're talking about, Ciel!" she spat his name like it was a disease, and for some reason, this irritated me.

"Yes? And?" I snapped at her, narrowing my eyes. She seemed affronted, pushing herself from my lap.

"I didn't think you could be so cruel to your own girlfriend, Ciel!" She quipped back, turning her back to me and marching off.

"Yeah, more like my bloody girlfriend from hell." I murmured under my breath, to which I thought I heard Alois laugh quietly. I turned back to him. "I don't even like her." I admitted tiredly.

Alois offered me that same, lopsided smile. "Why go out with her then? When you could have anyone you wanted?"

I shrugged. "Other guys have girlfriends, why shouldn't I? It's just a power thing, I suppose." Having finished my salad, I pushed my tray over to him, a whole slice of pizza slapped in the middle of it, oozing grease. "I don't really like any of the girls here." I stated truthfully.

He looked down at the food as if he didn't know what to do with it. "That's stupid."

"I suppose, if you think about it. I'm too popular for my own good- these girls are creepy."

"True."

There was silence for a moment. "It's called pizza, Alois. You eat it."

"I know what it is." He said, frowning. "You want me to eat all of it?"

"All of it. Put some meat on those twigs you call bones."

He picked up the pizza and took a bite stuffed with gooey cheese, his eyes widening slightly. "It's good!"

"You think cafeteria pizza is good? I'll have to drag you down to this Italian pizzeria downtown sometime- this stuff doesn't even compare." I smiled slightly as he at the whole thing, sucking the grease from his fingers.

"Maybe after school sometime? After we work on the project?" He asked, washing down the pizza with the juice carton I handed him.

"Sure, how about tomorrow? It's Saturday, we can get a lot of work done."

"That sounds good, I'll bring my paints and stuff, to finish up the diagrams."

"I'll pick you up." I gathered the garbage on my tray, gulping down the rest of my water. "Around eleven?"

"Eleven." He smiled slightly. "It's a date."

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I know he didn't really mean a date date, but… I couldn't tear my mind from the words, they went around and around in my head, sending my heart into a frenzy.

Why did that matter so much to me? Why did those words drive me crazy? These feelings… they were unexplainable.

I bit my lip, trying to connect them to something. One little revelation on my part changed everything? It seemed a little silly.

But… it had changed everything, no matter how silly it seemed. I noticed Alois, I noticed every single detail about him. The curve of his waist, the hue of his eyes, the shine of his hair, the daintiness of his fingers. All things I noticed, all things I watched.

And his voice… light and sweet and pleasurable. He was so polite, so kind, considerate. He was Alois Macken, an angel to me in every aspect.

An angel.

My angel.

Mine.

And then I realized, because of all the romance films I was forced to watch when I stayed at Aunt Grell's house, because of Elizabeth, because of Sebastian's outspoken fantasies.

This feeling was something I knew, now, but didn't want to acknowledge. Why did I feel it? Why had my feelings changed since I realized how much better Alois was?

Was it because I didn't hate him anymore? Was it because I had convinced myself of his innocence? Maybe I had felt this way all along, but my brain was set on making me believe the opposite. I had liked him all along, but I was afraid to. Being gay wasn't exactly something I had planned on in my life. What would I do? What would I say? Should I tell Sebastian first? My "Friends"? Should I break up with Elizabeth? Should I ask out Alois? Or should I hide this all form everyone, a clever charade? And what if Alois didn't say yes? What if he rejected me? What if he wasn't gay?

Oh God, too many questions, too many problems.

Why oh why was I suddenly in love with Alois Macken?

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BWAHAHAH. IT HAS BEEN ACKNOWLEDGED. ACKNOWLEDGED AND PROCESSED. THE GREAT CIEL PHANTOMHIVE IS GAY. BWHAHAHAH. CHAPTER TEN, THE LANDMARK, THE LANDMARK THAT MARKS ALL LAND HERE. YES. PROGRESS. FLUFF IS JUST A HOP SKIP AND A JUMP AWAY. Or not… :3 I have no idea what to do after this… so I need some critique! I'm requesting it kindly as your friend, as your author person who supplies you with chapters and author stuff! :D So yeah, don't know when the next update will be XDD But anyways! Reviews! Help! Suggestions! :D That would be great! :D

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