For most of the day, Alois wondered as to what the bluenette was plotting. How exactly was he going to get back at Fairburn? Knowing Ciel, it was going to be good. Hour after hour, class after class, the thought would come and go for the menace. It eventually evaded him, that is, until it was time for him to leave campus.
Alois casually strolled through the parking lot toward his car. His shoes thumped against the pavement with each step, as he looked forward to turning on the car's heater. It was getting colder. While he was a demon, he still didn't care for that too much. Since he was without gloves, he shoved his hands into the pockets of his beau's coat and fiddled with his car key. He was almost there. Just a few more feet and he was home free.
Suddenly, however, he stopped. The Macken felt the presence of someone approaching him. It was human, thankfully, but it probably wasn't good. He simply waited for whoever it was to get close before turning around. When he did, he came face to face with two men dressed similarly to the ones before.
"Oh, that's right…" he thought, recalling that the Phantomhive household and its members were currently under surveillance.
"Hello." The blonde greeted finally. "Can I help you with something?"
"We're with the police." One of the men stated, almost making the menace laugh aloud at the blatant lie. "We would like to ask you a few questions."
"Shoot." Alois replied. "Go ahead, but do hurry. I'd like to go home."
"We know that you live under the roof of a certain Damian Phantomhive." One of the men said, unknowing of the Phantomhive head's true name. "What is your association with him?"
"Why do you ask?" inquired the menace. "Is he in some kind of trouble?"
"Not at all. We just need to know." Both men seemed taken aback when the demon scoffed at them. They furrowed their brows in confusion.
"Impersonating a police officer is a crime, you know." Alois said bluntly, looking at the now shocked flunkies with a bored expression. "I don't have to tell you anything. More importantly, why is Fairburn having you stalk the Phantomhives?"
"Sir, we have no idea what you're talking about…" one of the drones lied unsuccessfully. Alois could tell by the way that he took a half-step back that they hadn't anticipated this.
"If you say so." Spoke the menace with a shrug. With that, he turned to walk to his awaiting vehicle. "It doesn't matter what you say. I'm going home."
"Wait!" called out his harassers. "We're not done talking to you!"
"But I'm done talking to you. Good day." Suddenly, the Macken felt a hand on his shoulder, causing him to wrinkle his nose in disgust. "What?"
"You need to tell us what your association with Phantomhive is, or else you're under arrest!" spoke the man with his hand on the demon's shoulder. It was a hollow threat, so Alois didn't take it seriously in the slightest.
"Oh? Can't you tell?" inquired the menace, his tone positively dripping with sarcasm. "I'm his concubine." He stated before tugging this shoulder free and unlocking the door to his car.
"Now, if you'll be so kind as to cease your blatant harassment, I'm going home." He added, opening the door before stepping inside. He sat in the driver's seat before igniting the engine, glancing through the tinted windows momentarily in order to gauge the two flunkie's reactions. They weren't doing anything. They simply stared at the glass. "Pssh." Uttered the menace. These two idiots wanted him to believe that they were with the police? Ridiculous.
Thus, the Mercedes took off, driving through the parking lot toward the exit before heading in the direction of Phantomhive Manor. He plucked his cell phone out of his pocket and quickly punched in the number of his "boss" before placing the device up to his ear, keeping his other hand on the steering wheel and his eyes on the road.
"Hello?" answered the voice of the Phantomhive on the other end.
"Hey." greeted Alois. "Our visitors had friends. They tried to talk to me in the parking lot. They said they were with the police, and wanted to know my connection with you." A smile appeared on his face as he heard Ciel chuckle.
"Morons…" the watchdog replied. "I'm almost done setting the pieces in place. They shouldn't bother you again."
"What are you gonna do?" asked Alois. "I'm dying to know!"
"What would any large cooperation do to a smaller one?"
"Ooh, you're so bad." Giggled the menace, upon piecing together what his boyfriend meant. "You're not messing around, are you?"
"They've tried to set foot into my kingdom and that is something that I can't forgive." Ciel stated. "Also, it would be problematic if they discovered out little 'condition'."
"True. I can't wait to see how this turns out." Alois took the phone away from his ear momentarily as he turned onto another street. "Sorry, are you still there?"
"Yeah. Are you driving?"
"Yep. Sorry. I probably shouldn't be talking, but I wanted to tell you as soon as possible."
"I appreciate it." Said the watchdog. "Don't wreck the car again, we just got the Royce replaced, and if you end up having to drive that, Sebastian will lose it."
"Don't worry, I wouldn't want to make him cry." Jested the menace. "I'll be there to return the car, soon. Promise~!"
"Good to hear." The bluenette chuckled. "Just come home like you normally would. They can't touch you without having us call the police."
"Or worse, take care of them ourselves."
"That's the plan that Sebastian wanted to go with."
"It's quicker, but this way is a lot more like your style." Alois answered. "I'm almost there. See you then. Love you~!"
"Bye, Jim." Said Ciel, pressing the "end call" button. He was just glad that the Macken didn't make him hang up first. Somehow, it was just bizarrely embarrassing for him. Ciel knew he had done much more embarrassing and intimate things with the fair-haired demon, yet he couldn't get over the domesticity of the action. Perhaps Luka was right. Perhaps they did act like a married couple. The Phantomhive's face flushed at the thought.
Quickly, however, he shook it away. He was awaiting a very important phonecall, after all. It could take minutes, hours, or days, but his opponent would eventually notice what he had done and what he had been continuing to do, even at that very moment. Soon, Fairburn would find out what happens when he got too close to the Phantomhives, and it was a mistake that he will be incapable of making again.
A/N: This chapter is boring...
This arc is boring...
I want murder... Like, not even a murder, I just want something dark.
These two have been too goody-goody, lately... They need a bit more of their Sadistic nature back, I think. It's still there, but the moment for it to come out hasn't presented itself yet.
Ah, I wanna finish this arc~!
Until the next chapter, my duckies~!
