Alois was in trouble when they returned from their outing without the Rolls Royce. Even though Sebastian knew that it wasn't the blonde's fault, he still held a certain amount of malice hidden beneath the surface of his features as he wore a faux-smile. The man was still sulking the next day when the Macken lad went to school the next day, and the day after that, and even the day after that. That car was the butler's favourite. As far as Alois knew, he liked cats, and he liked the Rolls Royce. They seemed to be the two things in this mortal world that brought the man immense happiness.

Still, life had to go on, and Alois found himself back to school at King's College. He had made his way there via taxi, as he didn't really want to take the metro by himself. The whole concept of an underground train was still so bizarre to him. There were still many things about the 21st century that were strange to him. Why, just recently, the bluenette laughed at him when he conveyed confusion over the actions of some of the women and occasionally a man or two in his classes. They would ask him if he wanted to "go out for drinks", which he met with much confusion. Alois still couldn't fathom as to why asking someone if they wanted to drink what he understood to be "piss-water" with them as being flirtatious. It was embarrassing how his beau laughed at him, and even more embarrassing that he still couldn't think of an appropriate way to respond.

The blonde menace didn't understand many things about the people at college. They were very strange. They dressed oddly and spoke differently. There was a lot of pseudo-depth in the way that quite of few people spoke, but sometimes, he could also smell drugs on them, so he didn't pay them much mind. He was, however, tempted to flash his badge at them just to frighten them. Most of the time, though, it seemed as though they simply took a psychology class and thought they understood the way people think. It made the blonde shake his head. They didn't know anything about how people really were at all.

For now, Alois decided that it was best to keep his detective status a secret. It wasn't really important to anyone but his instructors, who needed reasons for why he was occasionally absent, so there wasn't any point in making it known. Then again, it might earn him more points in his criminal justice classes. The thought made a smirk crawl across his face. This would be too easy. It faded, however, when another thought entered his head.

Ciel had a doctorate in criminal justice, didn't he? That means that if he wanted to, the Phantomhive could have actually been one of Alois' instructors. The blonde almost had to stop walking as a blush formed on his face from the idea. Unfortunately, he imagined it. He loved it when the bluenette acted serious. Quickly, Alois shook his head in an effort to escape the other, somewhat lewd thoughts that almost followed. How embarrassing...

The lad almost jumped out of his skin when he felt a hand grab his shoulder. He turned, about to take a fighter's stance, only to see a familiar face. A sigh escaped his lips as he registered that it was only Daniel Westley.

Daniel wore jeans and a hoodie with the school's logo on it. His eyes widened as he saw the blonde prepare to attack, and gripped the strap of his backpack tightly. Once Alois figure out it was him, he furrowed his brow.

"What the hell?!" demanded the Westley lad. "I called out to you like, five times! How did you not see me coming?!"

"Oh… uh…" Alois replied, trying not to think back to his previous thoughts while in the presence of the other man. "Sorry, my mind was wandering a bit…"

"What, did you score on your date?" Daniel asked.

"No! We didn't do anything!" the blonde bashfully answered. We still haven't done anything since Black Annis. Why is that always your first thought?"

Daniel opened his mouth to say something, but closed it while his cheeks started to turn pink. He looked at the ground and asked: "Hey, uh… can I ask you something kinda personal?" causing the blonde to arch an eyebrow.

"Sure. Lay it on me." Alois said, waiting for the other boy to start. There was a pause before the Westley finally spoke.

"Uhm… how… how did you know that you found Ciel… uh… y'know…" he began, unable to bring himself to say it.

"Attractive?" the blonde asked, filling in the blank for his friend.

"Uh, yeah…" Daniel said. He had his own reasons for asking, but was unaware that the Macken was somewhat knowing of them. In fact, he didn't know that the rest of their little circle of friends had their own suspicions as well; everyone but the man's flatmate, Kristopherson, that is. Alois tried his best not to smile at the question, and for the most part, he was succeeding.

"Well… let's see…" he said, thinking back. It had been a long time since he was first brought back into this modern world, and subsequently, a long time since he first developed feelings for his beau.

"I guess I started noticing stuff about his personality, first." He began. "Like, 'oh, it's cute when he does this!'. I think it actually started out as 'I like when he does this', but then that turned into 'cute', somehow.

"Then, I just kinda started noticing stuff about his appearance, y'know?" continued the blonde, rubbing the back of his neck. "That's when I really started getting confused. I felt really gross because fancying boys has always been not only frowned upon, but it also really grossed me out because of you-know-what. Still, he's just so cute! He's got a handsome face, pretty eyes, a calming voice…" he paused to smirk at the other boy, unable to contain himself anymore.

"…A cute butt." He concluded, much to the distain of the Westley lad. To his surprise, instead of yelling, Daniel's face simply heated up and flushed bright red. Because of this, the blonde simply stood while wearing a confused expression as he stared at the other man.

"I… I-I…" Daniel began, unable to find his words. "I don't know what to do with this!"

"Huh?" Alois asked, tilting his head to the side. "Is it about that thing with Kris?" He watched the Westley tense up at the suggestion, and tried to contain his amusement.

"N-no!" Daniel insisted. "It has nothing to do with that!"

"Relax, mate, so you fancy Kris, big deal…"

"I do not!"

"You kissed him…"

"I was out of it!"

"Okay, Dan. Whatever's clever." Alois said, patting his friend on the shoulder. "I'll see ya 'round. I don't have any more classes today, so I'm going home to my beautiful wife."

"I thought you were the wife?" Daniel said snidely as the blonde walked off. Alois turned around and walked backwards for a moment.

"Not always!" he declared before facing forward again. He headed toward the front gates and took out his cell phone in order to call a cab, but to his surprise, there was someone already waiting for him.

Ciel stood leaning against the pillar that held up the sign with the school's name on it, dressed in an all-black suit. Even though the sight was normal to Alois, he noticed a few people staring at the man. When he thought about it from an outsider's perspective, he seemed like quite the shady character, with his eyepatch and semi-permanent scowl.

Still, a smile graced the blonde's face as he happily trotted over to his beau. Despite his nature, Alois looked practically normal, as he wasn't dressed for work at the moment. He wore a purple T-shirt with another, lighter, black shirt with a collar over it, a pair of green pants with lots of pockets, and tennis shoes. While his boyfriend looked like he was a member of the mafia, he looked like he belonged in a fraternity.

Even with this, the Phantomhive's bored face lit up when he saw the blonde heading his way. For some reason Alois imagined that if his tail was out, it would be wagging. A police dog really did suit the bluenette, after all. Once reaching the bluenette, he wrapped his arms around the other man's waist and kissed him on the cheek.

"What are you doing here?" he asked. "I didn't know stalking was your style."

"Oh, come now, that hurts my feelings." The Phantomhive jested. "I wasn't 'stalking' you, I was nearby and thought I'd pick you up, but, if you don't like it, I'll never surprise you at school again."

"No! Surprise me!" whined the menace. "All the time! But what were you doing 'nearby'? And did you take a cab, here, or…?"

"I was handing in my report from that gang incident." Replied the bluenette. "E-mail wasn't working, so I had to do it personally. I had Bailey Junior drop me off."

"So you show up to my school in a cop car, dressed like that?" the blonde asked. "What are you, a secret agent?"

"Well, technically, yes, and so are you. Wait, what do you mean, 'dressed like that'?"

"You stick out like a sore thumb." Alois giggled. "It's probably the eyepatch, though. I bet you could just pass off the contract as one of those fancy coloured-contacts or something."

"I thought of that before, too." Ciel stated, somewhat bashfully. "It just didn't feel right without the eyepatch…"

"Sorry, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. Besides, I like being one of the only ones to see you without it. It's like you and the 'Jim' thing."

"Only you asked me to call you that." The Phantomhive grinned, causing his boyfriend to blush. He put his hands on the sides of the blonde's head. "I wonder why? Does it make you happy to hear me say it?"

"Sh-shut up!" protested Alois. As always, the Phantomhive saw right through him. The watchdog's grin only widened as the hue of the other man's face darkened.

"You're so cute…"

"You're an ass!"


A/N: Ah, hullo, hullo. Here is chapter two...

I'm trying to figure out how to start over again, so bear with me. It feels like we're off to a bit of a rocky start. What is even happening, here?

Who knows? I just wanna write a bunch of cute Cielois moments because of all of the horrible things I wrote in the last "Devils Like To"... Gotta get it out of my system, y'know?

Then MURDER.

I think we'll be going back to the system where I don't exactly plan everything out right away. That's always super-fun. Like, "fun-fun", not "I'm-gunna-crush-yer-souls" kind of "fun".

Oh, and if you guys wanna keep doing the "Character Shet" thing from last time, just send some shit this way.

Until the next chapter, my duckies~!