"Claude." Alois says indifferently, almost cold as he gazed down at Claude with what looked like disdain.

"Alois." He replies with a small nod of his head and Alois felt like just scoffing at the movement as Monique cleared her throat almost delicately.

"Claude, I shall show you to your room now." She says loud and clear turning and going up the stairs with Claude trailing behind her. When he walked past Alois, he smirked and Alois glared right up at him.

"I'll talk to you later then, Alois." He says gain then walked all the way up to a softly frowning Monique but Alois just felt his heart jump at the prospect of talking to Claude and he let out a sharp breath.

Alois ran down stairs glaring at the ground hoping Claude would take a long time for he was not ready to even talk to Claude let alone see him for a long period of time. He let out a breath that actually sounded surprisingly like a huffing breath and he felt his chest squeeze softly at the thought of Claude. He wanted to get rid of the damn feeling! But some part of his mind wondered briefly what would have happened if that kiss he and Claude shared would have led too. Oh he knew, he would have ripped the clotehs off of both their bodies and let Claude fuck him until he panted and screeched, like a cat or dog mating in heat and he trembled softly at the thoguht that it could have quite possibly turned that way.

He walked to the parlor a soft tremble making its way over Alois continuously and he struggled to keep his legs moving, to keep going on his path, he needed to go to the bathroom, he needed a shower or bath either one, he didn't care. He could literally feel his body heating up as though a fire raged through his blood making his common sense and cells almost seem to explode and disappear as he got to the bathroom. He leaned against the door after he shut it panting softly to himself and he slid down it his pants gradually getting tighter.

To think he was letting this perverted side of him get the best of him! He glared steeling himself, shoving and thrusting the thoughts of Claude and sex, anything to do with the both of those out of his mind, and he got up stripping his clothes off and got into the tub and started the shower making sure the water was frigid cold, he shuddered gasping aloud and he slowly felt his body relax and he sighed in relief. He scrubbed his hair softly rubbing a bar of soap across his skin quickly yet perfectly as suds swirled and slid off his body and down to the drain and he washed his hair quickly.

Why was he cleaning himself right now when his goal was just to calm down? He stopped blinking as suds from the soap in his hair crept down slightly but shook his head rinsing all the suds out and helet out another breath as he closed his eyes once agan. He couldn't think of Claude right then, he shifted turning the heat on full blast and nearly sighed at how good it felt pounding softly at his skin removing his tension immediately and he felt so relaxed he thought he could moan out by how good it felt and he sighed again with contentment instead. Once he stepped out he smelt pretty good now and he wrapped the towel securely around his waist, refusing to put the same clothes on and he felt a flash of stupidity at not getting clothes but then he rationalized with himself just by simply accepting the fact that he never planned to take a shower in the first place!

He walked out his feet making a soft padding noise that he thought sounded pretty. . . homey in a way. He reached the stairs going up them when Claude turned the corner and their eyes met. Ice blue eyes against a piercing gold. Alois was the first to look away and he ran up the stairs, holding onto his towel tightly and walked right past Claude his hair still wet.

"Alois? Would you like some help getting dressed?" He asked making Alois freeze in his place. Claude never asked to help him get dressed, Alois always told him to keep it in schedule almost.

"I've been dressing myself for three years Claude, I doubt I'd need any help now." He snaps looking at Claude narrowing his eyes.

"Still, I would like to be of some assitance to you, since I am staying here for the month. We might as well get used to each other once again Alois. Please? Aren't you willing to try at least?"

"Maybe I am but still Claude, I'm not used to you being helpful like this. You are usually ordered to do things, not ask to help!"

"Even so please, Alois, allow me to help me it would ease my mind just a bit."

"Claude please, just stop! Its like your begging and the Claude I know does not beg!"

"Would you just accept the help? Your Highness-" He began when Alois turned around so quickly he was nearly a blur and his hand raised and came down on Claude's cheek hard, with a loud crisp cracking noise that made Claude's eyes widened as a red mark already began to form as Alois's hand dropped down to his side and he glared angrily and horribly at Claude.

"Don't you ever-I mean EVER call me that again! Do you understand?!" Alois says between clenched teeth as he glared at Claude who looked at Alois with nothing but surprise in his face and eyes. Then his gaze dropped to the floor.

"Yes I understand. You are perfectly clear on that."

"Good then never ever say it again." Alois says again relaxing just a bit then turned walking down the hall but then a flash of guilt ran through him making him sigh qiuetly to himself and his mind screamed at him that he was making a wrong and bad choice but he was turning to speak already. "Claude? If. . . you want you can come and help me get dressed."

"Of course." He says nodding softly once and followed Alois into his room and looked around it.

The entire room was decorated in blues and reds,flashes of yellow here and there but over all it was a bit stunning, but it was the bed that got Claude's attention. It had deep blue silk sheets and it was utterly huge, drapes were tied to the bed posts which he assumed Alois will be using now that Claude was here. Claude truly couldn't help imagining how Alois's blonde hair would stand out in contrast to the dark blue, how his skin would seem creamy and white against the color and how dark his eyes would possibly look against such a color. He couldn't stop the image from taking for in his mind but he strangely liked it, it made Alois look like a beautiful angel in his mind. He walked over to a slightly irritated Alois but he saw the boys blonde brow was raised slightly as if curious what was taking the man so long and he felt his mouth dry as Alois dropped the towel. He skin looked so soft, so inviting.

He wanted to touch, caress and mark his flesh and he had to shut his eyes briefly against the flashes of temptation going through his mind. He grabbed Alois's clothes, which just consisted of a plain white button up shirt and long black pants and a regular pair of black underwear. He picked the underwear up first and eased Alois's feet into the leg holes perfectly and slide them up all the way to his hips where Claude couldn't help but let his hands linger for just a few glorious minutes. He let out a breath and he saw Alois's muscle in his thigh almost. . . tremble as his breath hit it. He let out another experimental breath seeing the muscle tremble again and his golden eyes widened just a bit as he stared at the Alois's thigh.

"Claude! What are you doing? You are taking forever to get me dressed, its should've been done about three minutes ago!" Alois says, the annoyance ringing out in his voice which made Claude look up at him. His cheeks were flushed a soft red and his eyes both betrayed and held a sweet, almost strange emotion to them, his brows pulled together and a frown pulled at his lips but his heart was pounding hard against his chest.

"I apologize Alois, I was caught up in my thoughts." He replies politely pulling the udnerwear up all the way, repeating the same motions for his black pants and then slide his thin yet surprisingly, muscular arms into the shire then did the buttons quickly and expertly. "There you go."

"Thank you, Claude."

"Alois?"

"Yes?"

"When are we going to be able to talk about. . things?"

"Later." He says with a sudden strength and force behind his words. 'Much much later.' He thought silently adding on to his words as Claude nodded and got up walking towards the door and he clenched his hand turning into a fist as he sat still as a rock for his body wanted to reach out for Claude. His muscles tightened to the point of pain as he kept himself still until the door shut and he let out a loud breath laying out on his back.

"Dammit," He mumbled rubbing his hands over his face and funneled his hands through his hair almost irritatedly. "Dammit, dammit dammit DAMMIT!" He screams out loudly his blush darkening but with anger this time.

The entire time Claude had been getting dressed a thousan dirty thoughts had crossed his mind at an alarming rate and he was angry. Angry the thoughts were there. Angry he LET them be there. And he was angry. . at himself. The fact that he even agreed to letting Claude dress him, he knew it would've gone down in flames! He knew it would and feeling the cool crisp gloves against his heated skin only made his anger quickly build up quickly, as his mind wondered exactly how Claude's cool hands would feel against his skin. He hated these thoughts! He hated Claude! Why should he be getting these feelings for a man he hated? Why should he even be LUSTING after a man he hated for three long years? The three years without Claude had been extremely hard on Alois, but he'd made it through!

But he had missed Claude and some part of him longed to run out, hug the man around his waist as he had when he was fourteen and tell him how much he had missed him. He clenched the sheets tightly in his hands as his body screeched and screamed at him to move, to go to Claude and he panted out softly squeezing his eyes shut waiting for the feeling to go away, he would ride it out and he would be fine right after it! He felt something cool go down his heated cheek followed by another cool touch. Tears. Why was he crying? He shouldn't be crying! He angrily wiped at his tears but a hit of agony speared him in his spot and he felt a sob bubbling up in his throat. Why? Was he just so angry that he was crying?

He took several large breath a lot whimper sliding through his lips. He wanted Claude. He needed Claude. He needed to touch him. He needed to know he was real and this was real. It was only the first day of Claude being here and he was being speared and shot with these feelings! He was much more straonger than these feelings he knew he was. Monique called for him to come down to dinner so he took several more breaths, wiped his face and willed himself to calm down before he walked towards the door.

Claude heard Monique calling out for them to come to dinner and he stopped in the hall, leaned against the wall and pressed his forehead against it softly. Alois. He invaded his mind for the last three years, his emotions sprung up left and right and it was getting difficult to stop it. It was going to be a long month unless he got Alois to be with him and accept him. He let out a soft breath before sucking in a deep one that he felt his lungs expand with. He felt like his body was burning as hot as the flames in Hell and he wanted to desperately put them out but deep down, just as he always felt, that Alois was the only remedy to putting the fire out. When did he start feeling this way? It wasn't recently, it was so long ago, in the beginning of their Contract, it was a morning when Claude, whether he needed it or not, was asleep and woke up feeling like the flames were devouring him when Alois walked in his room and he climbed right ontop of Claude and it was like the hot flames were doused when close to Alois.

Back then when he would constantly flip from happy to angry, when he needed Claude, when Claude had no desire to return Alois's feelings. He felt like he was being tormented now, was this how Alois had felt? Like someone had bricks on his chest? If so then he had no idea how humans delt with it! He took large breathes a hand on his chest and he stood up right the flaming feeling was gone or just muted, he felt a surprisingly tremble run from the top of his head down to the back of his heels. He would get Alois again, he would be with Alois just as he intended to be but it would take time.

'But then again,' he thought with a smirk, 'don't all demons have nothing BUT time?'