"Can I at least have a hint?" the blonde asked as he navigated the streets of London with his beau. The anticipation of what the bluenette had in store for him was starting to get to him.
"Nope." Ciel replied. He then pointed. "Turn left right here." He added.
"Not even a little one?" inquired Alois as he turned the wheel. "C'mon! I've gotta know!"
"We're almost there, so you'll find out very soon." Chuckled the bluenette. "It's just around the corner, there. Turn right. Into the parking garage, there."
"Romantic parking garage, date?" jested the menace.
"Definitely. Surprise." Sarcastically chimed the Phantomhive.
The two paid the fee and parked the car before stepping out. Almost instinctively, their hands locked themselves together as the watchdog led the way. He led the blonde out of the garage and onto the sidewalk outside, simply strolling along for a while before he saw the building.
"There it is." The bluenette said, pointing his finger. Immediately, the blonde followed it toward a massive building.
"It's huge!" Alois declared. "What is it?"
"The Trocadero shopping and entertainment center." Ciel stated. "I have to admit, I've been wanting to see this place for ages, but never really had an excuse, before. You'll see why once we get inside."
"Oh, so were coming here for you, then?" Alois teased.
"Of course not." His beau answered. "It just so happens to also be a place that seems right up your alley. This isn't the first stop, either. Hopefully I can pry you away by that time."
Alois chose to simply take the bluenette's word for it until they got inside, and Ciel was right. He certainly was not disappointed. There were lights all around them, pouring out of shops and lining escalators while inviting the duo every which way. It looked like the mall, but was a bit grander. To Alois, it appeared as though they had fast-forwarded into the future, and the now nostalgic sense of culture-shock hit the menace. He could have sworn that he was just in sunlight mere moments ago, but now it appeared as though they were in some sort of underground world.
A large grin formed on the bluenette's face as he looked at that of his beau. He took delight in Alois' visage as his eyes widened and his mouth hung open slightly as he looked around. The Phantomhive could see a mix of shock and excitement in the other man, and he found it positively adorable.
"Aren't you glad I kept it a surprise?" he asked with a chuckle, wondering if his smile could get any bigger as his date directed his attention toward him.
"Uh-huh…" Alois managed to utter.
"Where do you want to go first? Just look around and head toward the first thing that strikes your fancy. We've got time." The bluenette said.
"Huh?! I thought you were leading this?" the fair-haired demon nervously asked.
"That wouldn't be any fun, though." Ciel answered. "Let's see, there's bowling, laser-tag, an arcade, The Ripley's Believe it or Not Museum, there's shopping…"
"That's too many things to pick from!" his date declared. After that, he began listing things off as he reasoned on his fingers. "Uh…. Let's see… Laser-tag is like paint-ball, which we play at home… You'd probably kick my ass at bowling… Uhm… so that just leaves the last three…"
It would never stop being amusing to the Phantomhive how seriously the menace took playing. He simply watched his beau as the menace tried to figure out what he wanted to do first, admiring the man facial expressions that came over his boyfriend as he reasoned and unreasoned his next course of action. Finally, the blonde had something worked out.
"I want to save the arcade for last." He said as though he were discussing battle-plans. "But then again, if we go to the shops, we might want to do that last, in case we buy something so we don't have to carry it around the whole time. So that means that we should go to the Ripley's Museum first."
"Roger that. Sounds good to me." The bluenette answered, letting go of the blonde's hand in order to place his own in the small of the man's back. With that, he reached into his coat and pulled out the map he had printed out before leaving and ushered his date into the general direction of their destination.
Thus the date began. Alois simply lit up at all of the oddities inside, trying to imitate the poses of various mannequins, gawking at photos and artifacts, and getting into trouble for getting too close to them. It Ciel hadn't intervened on several occasions, they would have most certainly been asked to leave. It was worth it, however. Somehow, the pair managed to act like an ordinary couple in the process.
"Ciel! Ciel!" the blonde called, prompting the bluenette's attention. The Phantomhive turned away from the shrunken heads that he was looking at in order to investigate as to what the blonde wanted.
"Yes?"
"Check it out! The world's tallest man!" Alois stated, pointing to a manequin. It had the appearance of a plain-looking man with round spectacles and a grey suit. The dummy was holding up a large ruler so that visitors could compare heights. Ciel knew where this was going.
"Eight-foot-eleven…" he trailed off, looking up at the towering figure. "How on earth does that even happen?"
"Who knows?"
"My guess is that you want to compare heights, yes?"
"You know it." Alois stated, walking up to the measuring stick. "C'mon, what's it say?" His beau walked over, setting a hand on the other man's head in order to flatten his hair a bit so he could read.
"Five-foot-seven." The Phantomhive stated. "My turn?"
"You bet, shorty." Teased the menace, switching places with him. As Ciel backed against the stick, the blonde did the same thing that the other man had done to him and flattened his hair with a grin, only for it to fade moments later as he read the number.
"Five…. Five-foot-nine…" he said. His eyebrow visibly twitched as he saw his date smirk at the discovery.
"Cheater! You shape-shifted, didn't you?!" the blonde loudly accused.
"I did not. I was this height when we got here." The Phantomhive said. He took a step forward and put his hands on Alois' upper arms with a grin. "Why? Does it bother you?"
"Shut up! It's crap like this that makes people think that I'm the 'girly' one!" Alois said, his cheeks flushing. "Wipe that look off your face!"
"I can't. You're too cute." Ciel replied. He leaned forward, allowing the blonde to place his hand on his chest as he planted a kiss on Alois' forehead. "You're not 'girly', either. You've won more fist-fights than most men will ever be in and you look good doing it."
"Oh? So you like it when I act 'manly'?" Alois attempted to tease.
"Maybe." His beau answered. Suddenly, however, the Phantomhive's smile dropped as his eye wandered elsewhere. Following it, Alois saw a group of teenagers looking at them and talking while laughing. A few of them pointed as well, much to the pair's annoyance.
"Think the one with the eyepatch is looking for the glass eyes?" one asked.
"I don't think that'll help him figure out if he's with a guy or a girl or not!" said another.
"Think they're part of the exhibit?"
Alois furrowed his brow. He didn't take that sort of talk from hardened thugs, so he certainly wasn't going to take it from a bunch of brats. He took his hands off the bluenette's chest and glared at them, and as soon as he did so, Ciel's grip on him tightened.
"Jim, don't do it." The bluenette said. "They're children."
"If you let kids get away with crap like that now, they'll think that they can get away with it when they're older." The blonde said. "Relax, I'm only going to scold them a bit. I'm not gonna hit a kid, Ciel."
Hesitantly, the bluenette nodded and released the menace. He followed the blonde's lead as the other man put his hands in his pockets and casually strolled up to the group of teens, watching as the panic washed over their features and listening to their whispering to each other as they tried to reason as to what to do. They hadn't counted on the butt of their joke actually walking over to them. Now they were scared. As the blonde got closer, they could tell that he was older than them.
"Oi what's up?" the blonde asked. "You havin' a giggle? What's so funny? I saw you lot pointing over at us."
"Oh… Uh… Nothing…" said one of the teens, avoiding eye contact.
"'Nothing'? It sure didn't look like 'nothing'. It looked like you were havin' a real laugh over here! Now, c'mon, tell me~!"
Ciel tried to hold back his amusement at the sight. While it could be deemed somewhat pathetic that the blonde was picking on a group of kids, it was fun to see him put them in their place. The demon was even using his natural accent in order to scare them. The Phantomhive loved it.
"I'm just kidding." The blonde continued. "I know what you said. I heard every word. You think that's funny, huh? Think you're real cute, huh? Bein' all tough makin' fun of the homos, eh? Listen, kiddies, I've pummeled blokes big enough to shit you out for the exact same thing that you just did. Gimme a good reason why I shouldn't do that to you."
"We're sorry, alright?!" one of the teens in the group said. "We were just playin' around!"
"I ain't laughin'." Spoke the demon, leaning in close to the youth. "You're only sorry 'cause you pissed off someone tougher than you. Why don't you be sorry for being a worthless sack of shit instead? Go back home to mummy and daddy and say you're sorry for being such a disappointment."
He pulled back, standing up straight again, and smirking at the group as the huddled against the wall. Satisfied with these results, he turned around and latched onto the bluenette's arm again. His demeanor did a complete 180 as he leaned his head on the other man's shoulder.
"So where to next?" he asked as the both began to walk away.
"I'm not sure. What did you decide on?" answered the Phantomhive, chuckling at his boyfriend's antics. "Was it shopping or the arcade?"
"Going to the arcade next would be more practical, but I still wanna save that for last." Answered the Macken. "So we'll browse the shops, I guess."
"As you wish, your highness." With that, they left the museum, and subsequently the poor, stunned youth that had suffered but a mere fraction of their wrath to the next stop.
A/N: I did not anticipate this "arc" to be over two chapters, and yet here we are...
This seems really short, but it's 1,820 words long...
Well, damn.
Just lemme write fluff for these cuties for a bit, m'kay? I want it...
Questions?
"if you could ship two of the seven besides dankris or cielois who would you ship?" by fanficceptionwriter
Nobody, because I already know how their love-lives pan out. Spoiler alert: they don't involve dating dudes. I'm sorry.
"Question: If DLTD became an anime, who would the voice actors be? My dream cast for the (5 of the) Seven is probably: Daniel Westly: Todd Haberkorn, Kristopherson Miles: Vic Mignogna, Travis Sullivan: Sonny Strait, Preston Omid: Greg Ayres (Voice of Prince Soma xD), Audrey Baines: Maxey Whitehead" by VioletBlueEyes
Hmmmmmmmmmmnnnnn... I'd have to say my cast would be something kinda sorta like:
Daniel Westley: Yuri Lowthendal
Kristopherson Miles: Todd Haberkorn
Travis Sullivan: Sonny Strait
Preston Omid: Greg Ayres (But not his "Soma" voice. No.)
Audrey Baines: Monica Rial (A bit odd, I know, but have you heard her in Princess Jellyfish?)
You got two of them right!
Vic Mignogna would probably be somebody like Murdock or something... Maxey Whitehead, I can see as Miranda, I think...?
I'm not 100% on any of these though...
This is really interesting, actually. I'd like to see more suggestions!
Until the next chapter, my duckies~!
