Hey! Oh my gosh! I didn't realize how long it had been since I updated! I'm soooo sorry! I was so busy with school and graduating and trying to find a job and moving and...just lots of stuff. But that's no excuse. I'm sorry! As a special, treat, I'm going to upload two chapters! I'm on, like, chapter fourteen right now...so I have plenty ready for you guys. Again, I'm really sorry! Please enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji nor any of its characters.

Warnings: Mpreg (duh), swearing, some violence (yay!), and a little...or a lot of blood.

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Three weeks came and went with little event. It was weird, how monotonous everyday life became, even with the pregnancy. Ciel was busy doing missions for the Queen and working on his never-ending pile of paperwork. I trusted that the triplets back at my manor were taking care of my own paperwork. Luckily, Her Majesty didn't ask me to do as many missions as Ciel on a regular basis. I would be hard-pressed to make up a good excuse to refuse.

There were no crises during those three weeks. It was a miracle, all things considered. Between Ciel and I – both of us being magnets for disaster – even one week without something bad happening was cause for a breath of relief. Everything was going rather smoothly, actually. I was healthy and Sebastian said the pregnancy was progressing well. There were only two months left before the baby was supposed to be born.

It was sometime during those three weeks that Sebastian informed me that I had to increase the number of souls I consumed. As the child grew within me, it needed more souls and food and nourishment. The food part wasn't much of a problem (have I ever mentioned what a great chef Sebastian was?). But since I refused to let Hannah come anywhere near me still, getting souls became difficult. I still remember that discussion with Ciel clearly…

"I won't let that whore kiss me again." I argued. Damn it…why wouldn't he understand?

"There is no other way!" Ciel frowned. "We don't exactly know a lot of demons, Alois."

"She betrayed me! I won't let that bitch anywhere near me!" I turned away. "I never wanted to kiss her in the first place. She's disgusting."

"Alois, be reasonable." My lover gently touched my arm. "If you don't consume more souls…" He frowned deeper. "You'll die. And likely your child will as well."

I flinched. Damn… I didn't want to die…not to mention to submit my baby to that fate would be cruel… I wouldn't do that. Frowning, I stepped away from Ciel and set a hand on my stomach. The infant in my body nudged my hand in a comforting gesture. It's okay, mommy… My son said. I smiled softly. He was so in-tune to my emotions. His voice came to me more frequently now. It had become apparent that mine was no ordinary child. As to be expected…

"Alois?" Ciel broke my train of thought, taking a step towards me. "If…if it really bothers you that much, I can ask Sebastian to do it."

I looked at him, thinking it over. Well…it probably would be easier since I'm pretty much gay…but did I really want to kiss Sebastian? I paused. Well…the choice was between Sebastian and Hannah…and after all of the shit that bitch put me through…

"That would be great." I smiled at him. "But only if you promise to kiss me afterwards."

Ciel blushed. "O-okay, I will. Of course I will." He smiled and kissed me, sending a small thrill through my body. "I love you, Alois."

I was thankful that Ciel could finally see things my way…sort of. Now I had to kiss Sebastian for souls…sometimes three times a day. But it wasn't that bad. Ciel kept to his promise to kiss me every time.

It was just after breakfast now and my lover was in his study, working as usual. He made sure to take time off for most of the day to spend with me. Nowadays he only worked until lunch and spent the rest of his day with me. We still had yet to discuss what we were going to do in two months.

Maybe that's what I should do…but I don't want to interrupt his work. It could wait until after lunch, couldn't it? My son moved in my belly. I shook my head. Hell no! This was so much more important that Ciel's paperwork! Of course it was! I mean this was my son!

I slowly stood up from my chair, resting a hand on my abdomen. As I walked to the study, a thought ran through my head. What if…what if I was wrong? What if Ciel didn't want to raise my son with me? What if he rejected him? What if…what if this was all just a courtesy to catch me off guard…or…or to get Claude?

I laughed. "That's ridiculous." Shaking my head, I knocked on the door to my love's study.

"Come in."

I walked in, taking in Ciel's look of surprise. I didn't usually interrupt his work time, unless something had happened. "Alois…is something the matter?" He stood and stepped towards me.

I shook my head. "I just really need to talk to you about something important." I smiled at him to show that it wasn't an immediate danger of any sort.

Ciel nodded, taking my hand. Months ago I would have been surprised by this simple gesture of affection. But now it was a normal part of our relationship. "What is it, Alois?"

"It's about the baby." I squeezed his hand.

"Is something wro-" He was interrupted when the window shattered with the familiar bang of a gun.

Ciel quickly jumped between me and the window, though I was sure the bullet was not for me. He gasped and let out a pained yell for Sebastian, shielding me with his body as we fell.

"Ciel!" I cried, steadying him as his body went limp. "Oh my god, Ciel!"

My lover winced, blood starting to stain his shirt. He'd been shot…he was hurt…oh my god…there was so much blood… Shit shit shit! Where the hell was Sebastian? What the fuck was going on?

"Sebastian!" Ciel yelled again, shaking and closing his eyes.

"C-Ciel… Ciel…y-you're bleeding…" I tried not to sound like an idiot, but there was so much blood…

"I know, damn it." Ciel growled, pressing his hand against the wound. "J-just wait for Sebastian. Stay calm."

I felt tears flood my eyes as I nodded. "O-okay. What was that?"

"P-probably one of my enemies." His breathing became shallow. "Damn demon…where is he?"

At that moment, Sebastian entered the room, quickly assessing the scene of Ciel kneeling over me, bleeding. For all he knew, I had gone crazy and stabbed him again. If it weren't for my panicked expression, it would definitely appear that way. The demon rushed over and helped Ciel sit up.

"My lord, what happened?" Sebastian carefully peeled away Ciel's shirt and inspected the wound.

"You fool…what do you think happened?" Ciel spat. "An assassin got through… your guard…and tried to kill me!"

Sebastian frowned and looked at the shattered window. He called for the other servants and quickly instructed them to search the grounds. After they left, the demon removed his gloves and placed a hand over the hole where Ciel's blood poured out. I had to look away. All that blood…it was too much…

My eyes remained tightly shut as Ciel groaned and hissed in discomfort and pain. He had to be okay…he had to be… He'd protected me from a bullet that wasn't even mine… He was hurt because of me…because he cared for me…because he loved me… Damn it…

"Alois…" I felt Ciel's hand on my arm. I looked at his strained face. "It's alright. I'll be fine. Please, do not worry yourself." He attempted a smile that failed miserably.

"Ciel you idiot! How can you expect me not to worry?" I wiped my eyes. They were leaking again. "I love you and you're hurt and you're bleeding and it's all my-"

Ciel put a finger to my lips, frowning. "Do not blame yourself for this, Alois." I noticed then that Sebastian had finished bandaging him. The demon was now cleaning up the window pieces and the blood that was on the floor. "I was getting bullets aimed at me long before I met you. This was Sebastian's fault."

I nodded shakily, taking his hand. "Oh my god, Ciel…I…" He stopped me with a quick, sweet kiss.

"I love you too." Ciel smiled at me then, and I saw no trace of fear or regret in his eye.

I returned the smile. No matter what happened, no matter what we went through, what trials we faced, Ciel would still love me. This…pregnancy was just another test for our love, right? So…Ciel would still love me. And he would love my son. He… had to, didn't he?

"Come on," My lover interrupted my thoughts as he usually does. "Let's go sit somewhere a little safer so we may talk."

I blinked in surprise. Even after being shot Ciel remembered that I'd wanted to talk with him. Even after getting shot for Christ's sake, Ciel wanted to let me discuss the baby with him. Holy shit…he really did love me.

Ciel stood then – a little shakily – and offered his hand to me. I took the hand and stood, setting my other hand on my belly. This was how we normally walked together these days (granted Ciel didn't usually have a bullet wound in him…). It seemed normal to me. I suppose to any outsider this would look…well I guess they would have a hard time comprehending this. Like a frog in hot water or something like that. At least Ciel's servants knew….sort of. They thought I had some illness and were told to stay away from me. So far it's worked. The only servant that's interacted with me has been Sebastian. And Hannah, but that bitch wasn't good for anything anymore.

"Sebastian," Ciel got his demon's attention. "Alois and I will be in my room. Bring the tea and something sweet when you are done with this mess." The butler nodded and Ciel led the way out. We walked slowly and had to rest often; Ciel had lost a lot of blood and I was fatigued easily nowadays.

When we got to Ciel's room, he shut the curtains before sitting heavily on the bed and closing his eyes. I sat beside him. He was so pale… A shudder ran through my body at the thought. That could have been me. I might have died…I might have lost my child if it wasn't for Ciel…this was at least the third, maybe fourth time he had saved us since discovering the pregnancy. Jesus…we needed another vacation.

"Damn," Ciel cursed. "Are you hurt at all, Alois?"

I shook my head. "I just got a couple of small scratches from the glass. But compared to what could have been I'm fucking amazing."

He nodded. "And…the baby?"

My son shifted in my belly. I'm okay, mommy.

A soft smile covered my face as I heard his voice. "He's okay." I was touched by how quickly Ciel had adjusted to the situation. He referred to my son as a separate being. He was quick to get me anything I needed, rather than relying on Sebastian to do it. He actually directly asked my child questions occasionally, a wide smile covering his face when my son responded.

"Speaking of the infant," Ciel lied back on his bed, closing his eyes tiredly. "What is it you need to discuss with me? You said it was important."

Sebastian entered at that moment with a tray of tea and a cake. He dutifully began serving them. "Lord Trancy, you must consume another soul. Young master, lunch will be ready within the hour."

I watched him, frowning. Okay, yeah, I'd said it wasn't that bad taking souls from Sebastian. But it still sucked. After giving Ciel his tea and cake, the butler approached me and gently took my chin. We'd done this many times before. I doubted he enjoyed doing this, but he was nevertheless polite and much less cold than Claude would have been. Claude… I closed my eyes as Sebastian's lips joined mine… I could almost imagine it was my butler kissing me… The now-familiar feeling of a soul entering my body filled me and Sebastian pulled away, his eyes crimson. They grew brighter with each soul he lost. His reflexes were slower now, too.

Ciel took my hand. "Are you alright, Alois?"

I nodded, letting the new energy fill my body and feed my son. It left a hollow feeling. The soul hadn't been enough. One was never enough, but this was my second one today. I guess that meant I would need a third one…damn it.

Sebastian bowed. "Please, excuse me." He left. Was he getting weaker with each feeding? It would make sense, I suppose…

Ciel ate his cake as a child does, managing to get chocolate frosting all over his face. He was so adorable sometimes. Hell, he was always adorable! I mean, there had to be some reason that I fell in love with him, right?

A small smile lifted my lips as I sipped my tea. "Ciel, do you want this baby?" The words left my mouth before I realized I had spoken. Shit. I did not mean to ask him that yet!

My lover stopped and blinked his large blue eye at me. "What?"

I looked down. "Nevermind." My son kicked me. He was right. I needed to talk to Ciel about this. "I mean…do you want to raise this child with me?" My eyes shut as I braced for rejection.

"Alois…" Ciel touched my face gently. "Alois, I…I… Of course I do."

I opened my eyes to blink at him. "You do?"

"Of course!" He almost looked hurt at the idea of me doubting him. "I love you, Alois. Why would I… Why did you think I wouldn't want to?"

"I…" Now that he asked, it seemed like a ridiculous question. "I don't know. I'm sorry. Nothing makes sense anymore."

Ciel frowned. "No, what's on your mind?" He set his cake and tea aside, lying back.

I lied down with him, resting my head on his good shoulder as he wrapped a tender arm around me. It still surprised me how close we had grown over the months… Time seemed to fly by when I was with Ciel. Even now, with the evidence right in front of me, I found it hard to believe how much time had passed.

"Alois? What's wrong?" Ciel held me close. He would be a great father…I almost smiled at the thought.

"I just…there're only two more months, Ciel." I frowned and took his hand. "What are we going to do?"

He was quiet for a few moments. "Sebastian…has figured out the birth process."

My frown deepened. "Why didn't he tell me?"

Ciel paused again. "Because we did not want to worry you. There are…risks involved."

"What kind of risks?" I asked quietly. "Tell me."

"Alois, let's not discuss this right now. What else do you need to know?" His voice was carefully devoid of emotion. Why was he avoiding the question? Was it that bad?

"What are the risks, Ciel?" I looked at him, demanding an answer.

Mommy…don't… My son whispered. I felt his worry.

"Alois…" He sighed. I could see the conflict in his eye. "You already know. If the birth does not go perfectly…you will die."

I swallowed and nodded slowly. I knew that already. I knew it was very likely, considering everything about this pregnancy. I was male… I was only fourteen, almost fifteen… And it wasn't even a human child! Considering everything, it would come as a shock to most people that I haven't gotten rid of the thing yet, or even when I first found out it was inside me. But I couldn't do that…even back then, I felt a connection to this child…even then, I could not bring myself to kill it. But…what if that choice ultimately led to it killing me?

"I know, Ciel. But I'm willing to risk that for my son. Are you?" I studied my boyfriend, searching for any hesitation, any doubt.

Ciel hesitated. He was afraid. I could see that. "…No, I'm not. But if that is what it takes to make you happy, I will support you."

A hectic chapter, I know. I'll get the next one up for you guys within the next few minutes! I promise! Please review, though!