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As the sun peeked through the curtains of Alois Trancy's bedroom, the only sound was of his lips meeting Ciel's over and over, after a passionate morning spent tangled in each other's arms.
"Marry me?" Alois whispered quietly against Ciel, pulling away from their kiss just enough to speak.
Ciel chuckled mirthlessly and closed her eyes. "You ask that every day. You know I can't, Alois."
"Why not?" The blonde replied.
Ciel scowled and opened her eyes, looking up at Alois as he propped himself up on his arm beside her.
"You ask that every day as well." Ciel huffed.
"And I will continue to ask it every day until I hear what I want." Alois replied with a smile. "I'm in love with you, Ciel."
"You know I feel the same." Ciel said in a dignified tone. "But…..I…..we can't be together, Alois. Not married, not publicly. You know that."
Since Ciel had come to stay at Trancy manor, Alois and Ciel had been steadily growing closer, they even shared a bed for that one night, completely clothed and innocent.
However, weeks had passed since then and as one day turned into the next, Ciel and Alois found themselves sharing a bed much more frequently, with neither clothed and neither innocent.
Ciel felt like there was a burst of sunshine in her dark world.
She had never entertained the idea of taking a lover or indulging in such follies, but…..
Alois made all that different, somehow.
On the other hand, Alois was completely at peace for the first time since he had been very, very small.
Finally, there was love and happiness in his life again.
The blonde loved Ciel with all of his heart and Ciel felt the same!
How amazing!
With each new day that passed, Alois relished how fortunate he was to have Ciel in his arms for even one second more.
Alois certainly couldn't stand to part from her, not now, not after so long…..
His perfect, beautiful, lovely Ciel!
Alois couldn't help but let his heart be filled with false hope, like all young people in love.
Perhaps Sebastian just wouldn't come back at all!
Perhaps Ciel would instantly agree to marry him!
Perhaps they could both leave their noble lives behind and go set up a home somewhere far, far away and never have to worry about any of it again!
Those were all ridiculous scenarios, but Alois was already living his fantasy.
What did it hurt to dream?
"Why can't we be together, Ciel?" Alois asked, gazing down at the bluenette in a way that made her cheeks pinken.
Alois grazed his fingers over the inside of Ciel's arm and slowly moved his left leg across her hips, crawling to position himself on top of her once more, offering her another wave of blissful pleasure.
Ciel stammered while Alois moved. "Well, Alois…..it's just….."
Alois could feel Ciel's heart racing in anticipation and he giggled softly, cooing in her ear. "Ciel, you're so much fun to play with~. Come, my darling, won't you stay here with me, forever? I promise, I'll always—"
At that moment, Alois's bedroom door burst open and Claude barged into the room.
"Master, I have news." Claude stated bluntly, while Alois fell off of Ciel in shock and Ciel scrambled to pull the sheets up to hide her bare breasts.
"Blast it, Claude! Have you forgotten how to bloody knock?!" Alois raged, whirling around to face his butler with a dangerous glare.
Claude spoke the words that broke Ciel's and Alois's hearts.
Claude looked at Ciel first, then he turned his eyes to Alois. "Earl Phantomhive, you may want to put on a shirt. Sebastian Michaelis is here."
Alois and Ciel exchanged a glance as if both of them had been sentenced to death.
No…..
No!
No! No! No!
Sebastian hadn't written in weeks…..
Sebastian hadn't sent a telegram….or…..a message….
No…
Surely Sebastian really couldn't return now, could he?
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He could.
He did.
Sebastian was downstairs, waiting for Ciel in the parlor.
Alois was a sobbing mess while Ciel packed her things.
The blonde walked beside her, begged her, pleaded with her, bargained with her…..
Alois lost all of his dignity as he ran, screaming after Ciel's carriage while she rode away, sitting beside that confounded butler of hers!
Ciel turned back just once and glanced at Alois's face while he stood in his driveway.
The face of a desperate man…..
The face of a man who just lost the only good in his world…..
Tears welled in Ciel's eyes that she forced away while she turned back to sit properly in the carriage seat.
"I trust your time with Earl Trancy wasn't so terrible, after all?" Sebastian asked.
"It was fine, Sebastian. Did you get the information?" Ciel asked.
"Of course." Sebastian nodded. "Bocchan, are you—-"
"-I don't want to talk about it. Let's just go back to normal, shall we?" Ciel said stiffly.
"Of course." Sebastian nodded.
But there is no going back to normal once you've fallen in love.
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A day.
A week.
Two weeks.
Three weeks.
One month.
Two months.
Time slowly passed after Ciel departed Trancy manor and every second felt like eternity to Alois.
Every day, the lovesick blonde wrote Ciel a letter.
Every day, no reply came.
Alois fell into such a depression that even Claude grew worried when the blonde stopped eating and refused to get out of bed.
"I just don't understand why." Alois said quietly one afternoon, after Claude managed to get him to take a few bites of porridge.
"What do you mean, highness?" Claude asked.
"Ciel loves me. Why won't she be with me? I'd rather die than not have her beside me. Oh, Claude! I don't know what to do!" Alois sighed.
"With all due respect, highness, I don't understand all of your moping. It's like you've forgotten the identity you assumed." Claude replied.
Alois looked over at Claude.
Claude continued stoically, "The Trancy mascot is a spider, correct? Spiders take what they want. Spiders trap what they want. You should have never let Earl Phantomhive go. If you want her, bring her back, and this time, highness, make sure she stays."
Alois's facial expression morphed from one of soul crushing despair to a look of bright, new, burgeoning hope as a smile broke out across his lips and he hopped out of bed for the first time in weeks.
"That's it, Claude! You're right! A ball! I'll throw a ball….I'll…...I'll invite the queen and all of those other aristocrat blighters! Ciel will have to attend, but this time…." Alois narrowed his eyes with an evil smirk, "This time, I'm not going to let my little butterfly escape. Go, Claude! There's a lot to do! Invitations, planning, decorations, go now and get everything ready!"
Claude adjusted his glasses with a nod, "Of course, highness."
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"Bocchan?" Sebastian called, knocking on the bathroom door. "Bocchan?"
"What?" Ciel called weakly.
This was the new normal at Phantomhive Manor now.
Every morning, Ciel woke up horribly nauseated and spent the first half of the day in the bathroom while Sebastian communicated with her through the door.
…..That included going over the mail that was delivered for the day.
"No letters today. You've received an invitation to a ball at the Trancy Estate. All of the nobles will be attending, including her majesty. How should I respond?" Sebastisn asked.
From inside the bathroom, Ciel sighed.
What choice did she have?
If she declined, then Alois would know something was wrong.
He may even show up on her doorstep…...
Oh dear, no.
"I'll go." Ciel grunted through the door.
"Very good, young master. Can I bring you anything?" Sebastian asked.
"No." Ciel responded quietly, the nausea stripping the haughtiness from her voice.
Sebastian walked away as Ciel wiped her face with a cool, damp rag.
Ciel found herself in a predicament.
Not long after she returned from her extended visit with Alois, her health had declined.
First, it was her missed menstrual cycle, then it was fatigue, now it was nausea.
Ciel knew the truth, if Sebastian did, he hadn't mentioned anything, but discretion was part of his job.
Ciel carried Alois's child.
What on earth was she going to do?