"Ciel!" the blonde called, barging into the other man's office. Ordinarily, the Phantomhive wouldn't have jumped, but he didn't expect Alois to be so explosive in his entry.
Alois had just gotten home from school, and just as promised, he was reminded by the bluenette to obtain the security footage from the specified time and date. With a smug look, the Macken held up a small flashdrive before walking over and plugging it into the bluenette's computer. He began uploading files from it onto the other man's desktop.
"What is it?" Ciel asked.
"You're going to be mad~!" the blonde said in a sing-song voice.
"What is it, though?" his beau asked again as a video started playing. Turning his attention to the screen, he saw the victim walking by the bank. The only problem was, Missus Stephanie Dinsdale wasn't in the picture.
"Dinsdale's not there." Alois said, putting his hands up in the air. "The murderer is still out there~!"
"Then who is it?" inquired Ciel, looking up at the Macken, causing the man to smile.
"Look closely." The menace instructed, replaying the clip. "The victim keeps stopping every few feet to look around, before looking at their cell phone. It looks like they were trying to meet up with someone."
"And that would be who, exactly?"
"Dunno." Alois said bluntly. "But, if I can get my hands on the victim's phone, I might be able to find out!"
"Good work. I'll tell Michael to get it to you." The Phantomhive stated, reaching for his phone.
"Ugh! Do I have to wait? Why can't I just go down to the station and get it now?"
"Well, you can, but are do you really want to go out again after just getting home?" Ciel questioned.
"Oh, my darling Cielykins, if you want me to stay, then just say so!" the menace teased. He was obviously excited. Never before had he gone out and solved a case on his own, before and even though Ciel had done part of the work, he was eager to reach the case's conclusion quickly for no other reason than that he wanted to have solved one!
"It's not that I especially want you to stay…" replied the Phantomhive as his beau placed a kiss to his cheek. "If you need to work, then work. I don't need you to babysit me."
"Oh, so it's okay for me to move out, then?" Alois jested. "You wound me, Ciel!"
"No, you still have to live here. It just gets kind of boring during the day…" admitted the bluenette.
"Oh my god, Ciel, you're such a puppy…" the Macken stated, causing a small blush to form on the watchdog's cheeks. "Are you saying you get lonely without me here to pester you? You're so cute."
"Maybe…" Ciel answered under his breath. "I'll be fine until you get back. It's not like you'll be staying out all night."
"Mm-hm. Nighttime is the time when I'm all yours, after all." Alois said, talking advantage of the beginnings of the bluenette trying to protest in order to kiss the man. When he pulled away, he added: "Don't you worry, m'dear, I'll be back to cuddle the crap out of you soon."
With a laugh, he made his way toward the door once more. He waved before shutting it again, leaving the bluenette staring after him. A chuckle came over the Phantomhive, however, after he processed what had just happened. Truly, he fell in love with a troublesome person, hadn't he?
Said person was now making his way back down the stairs and out the door before getting back into the Phantomhive Mercedes Benz. As much as Alois wanted to stay home and laze about, he also wanted this case to be solved. It was exciting! He had another semi-solo act and this time, his beau would actually be able to see it!
He made his way to the Metropolitan Police Headquarters, and thankfully, the bluenette had called ahead anyway, so he was let right in. He headed up to the murder/homicide investigation department and simply waltzed into the Bailey gentleman's office. The careless manner in which he did so caused the human detective to jump. Who does that? Who just barges into someone's office in a silly manner and sits down? Apparently, the answer was Detective Constable Jim Macken, also known as "Alois Trancy". Michael had been warned about his appearance, but didn't expect the blonde to be here so soon.
"Uhm…" began the human. "You're here about… the victim's cellphone, right?"
"Correct." Alois replied, leaning back in his chair and crossing one leg over the other. "Oh, if it's at all possible, can I also have the suspect's? I wanna compare, just to be on the safe side."
"I can get you the victim's phone, but getting the suspect's is against protocol…"
"Where are they?"
"In the evidence room, but-" Before the man could finish, Alois stood up and headed out the door. Bailey stood up and peeked his head out of his office to see the blonde walking down the hall, heading straight for the evidence room.
"Hey!" the human detective called out, taking off after him. He finally caught up and paced alongside the demon. "You can't take the suspect's property! It's against the rules!"
"The rules are in my way." The menace answered. "Playing by stupid rules is something that I don't know how to do." Finally he and the Bailey reached the door of the evidence room and Alois slid his I.D. card to unlock the door.
"They aren't stupid! People deserve privacy!" Bailey said, only to have the door slammed in his face. He looked up to see the Macken standing on the other side through the small slit of glass in the door, only to hear a small click. Michael looked down again and tried to remove the barrier in front of him, only to see that the devil had locked him out.
Alois offered him a mischievous wave before turning around and raiding everything, searching for two cellphones. Through cabinets and plastic bins, he searched, all while ignoring the banging on the door from a rather upset detective. When the man started shouting at him, he actually laughed.
Eventually, he found a bin with the case number and the victim's name taped to it. Alois quickly rummaged through it, eventually finding a cell phone. He turned on the device to check it, and to his strange delight, the background was set to a picture of the victim, and a girl who he could assume was his girlfriend. He made a face and sucked in air through his teeth at the sight before putting the device in his pocket.
"Sorry, girlfriend; I'm gonna go through your man's texts." He said, mostly to himself, before putting the lid back on the bin and putting it back where he found it. After more digging, he found a bin with the name "Stephanie Dinsdale" on it, and dug through it as well. When he found her cell phone, he turned it on and pulled the other one out of his pocket again before going through the recent texts.
"Let's see, what we got?" Alois asked to no one. He read the messages on the victim's phone, and sure enough, he had plans to meet someone at the murder scene. None of the messages, however, appeared on Dinsdales phone.
Assuming the woman deleted them, he scrolled through to find the victim's name and pressed the "call" button. He set both phones down on the table and listened to the victim's phone ring. Dinsdale's number came up as "unknown." It was odd, seeing as though he had been texting someone with Dinsdale's name. Ciel's theory of an accomplice was starting to look pretty good. The question was: who was it?
Alois put Dinsdale's phone back and took the victim's with him, finally unlocking the door and letting the other detective in. As soon as he did, however, he walked right by the man, furrowing his brow in thought. He didn't get far, as Bailey had the audacity to stop him, even going as far as to grab his arm!
"Hey!" the man nearly barked. "You can't do that!"
"Just did." The blonde said, but it was then that he got an idea. He pulled out his memopad and quickly jotted down the number listed as Dinsdale's and shoved it in the human's face. "Find out who this phone number belongs to, alright?"
"You aren't listening!" Michael protested, taking the slip of paper regardless. "Follow the rules, or I will report you!" To that, the blonde menace stepped forward, getting in the other man's personal space.
"To who?" he asked with feigned innocence.
He was right. There wasn't anyone who Detective Bailey could report him to, and the people who he could wouldn't care. Bailey is too much of a small fry and the Round Table has had the demons do far worse crimes than stealing from the police. To the human's displeasure, Alois laughed when he failed to formulate an answer, causing him to furrow his brow.
"Just get me the identity of the person who has that cellphone number and we'll have our next suspect." The blonde stated. With that, he turned to walk away, keeping the victim's cellphone in his pocket. Now, he could finally go home.
"You're a monster…" detective Bailey said, becoming frightened when the demon stopped dead in his tacks at the accusation. Somehow, the statement made Alois angry, as if he had been intentionally addressed by the wrong title.
"Believing that morality is simply black and white is naïve, Mister Bailey." Said the Macken. He turned to look at the other man from over his shoulder. "Stop wasting your time worrying about small injustices and look at the bigger picture. What's worse, my stealing a phone, or the fact that five people are dead? Between me and the murderer, who's the real monster, Mister Bailey?"
Detective Bailey simply stood, open-mouthed for a moment. "I'm sorry." He said.
"Good. Catching murderers is what you get paid to do. If you can't do that, then I suggest you seek employment elsewhere." With that, the blonde left the human in stunned silence.
A/N: Serious Alois is an odd Alois...
Had Ciel been there, he'd probably get a boner from that...
Weirdos...
Anyways, questions?
"Are Amelie and Charlotte going to show up? And does all of Ciel's income come from Funtom and being a detective, or does he/his 'family' have other sources?" by Honeycloud of RiverClan
Yeah, eventually. Ciel also participates in... less than "legal" business practices, like many CEOs, so not all of the money comes from those two places...
"A question for Hate, I don't know why I remeber this but back in chapter 10 you mentioned a store called The Body Shoppe. Is that of any reference to the fanfiction with the same title?" by Happily Rainbow
Yea. DLTD is the number two most-reviewed Kuro fic, while TBS is number one. Just a little joke at that.
It's the only thing SebCiel that I read. The dialogue is fucking hilarious, to the point where I have actually laughed out loud at it. I keep reading for that, but admittedly, the sex scenes just remind me of why I chose not to pursue a medical degree... I tend to skip them, I'm sorry. They're just too out-there for my more delicate tastes.
Still not at all big on SebCiel, but TBS is an exception, though.
"Hey, hate-sempai... Did you have this kiss planned or did it just happen as you typed?" by ReadandWrite11
No, I didn't, actually. The DanKris kiss in chapter 11 wasn't really planned. It just sort of happened while I was typing because I just stopped for a second and was like: "You know what would be cute?"
That's basically how I type most of the time...
Until the next chapter, my duckies~!
