Elizabeth. Elizabeth Ethel Cordelia Hellsing- formerly "Midford". She was one of the last people ever to walk the face of the planet whom Ciel expected to see again. He had left her over a century ago without any explanation, only with a note that hinted at his supposed "death". Afterward, she had gone on to marry another, a mister Isaac Hellsing, the son of Abraham. It was that generation of the Hellsings who had set almost everything into place as it is today. Some of the biggest advancements in antifreak technology were made with Elizabeth's help, and she became an expert in the supernatural. There was absolutely no doubt that she had figured out what exactly happened to her cousin. There was no speculation. She had said so in the letter that she had left the bluenette before she died.
In that same letter, she said that she wasn't angry with Ciel, but the Phantomhive couldn't quite accept that. How could he? Surely no one was that forgiving. After he had caused her years of heartbreak, sadness, and confusion, how on earth could she possibly even want to see him again? In Ciel's mind, she didn't, really. He noticed how hesitant she was to reveal herself. Was he supposed to face her now or disappear again? If not, then how would he speak to her? The thought made the bluenette's head hurt.
He sat on a sofa at the Hellsing estate, waiting for doctors to finish sewing his butler back together. Elizabeth was certainly angry enough to behead Sebastian! According to the woman herself, the butler would be perfectly fine, as she hadn't used a blessed blade. It may take a day or so for Sebastian to repair his spinal cord and get his nervous system back online, but as soon as that was done, the rest would come easily.
Snapping the man back to attention, he felt a pair of arms wrap around his neck from over the back of the couch. He placed a hand on Alois' arm as the fair-haired demon leaned down to kiss the top of the Phantomhive's head before nuzzling it. Both of them stayed that way for a few moments before either of them said anything. They already knew what was going to be said.
"Hey." The menace finally greeted in a quiet tone. "How're ya feelin'?"
A scoff escaped the bluenette, as he wasn't quite sure where to start. "Overwhelmed." He said. "Just… I don't know…"
"Not surprising. It's a lot to take in, I imagine." Alois replied, staring at a corner in the room. He turned his head to kiss the Phantomhive's again and gave him a little squeeze. "I'm not sure what to do about it, but I'll help you out any way I can…"
"I'll tell you if I think of something." Ciel's free hand reached up to cub the blonde's cheek as he lifted his chin in order to face his beau. "Thanks."
"No problem." A smile spread across the bluenette's face as Alois leaned into his touch. "You would have done the same for me." The blonde added, causing the watchdog to pause and think.
"Hey, Jim?" Ciel began, looking up at the other demon questioningly. "When Luka came back… How did you feel?"
A warm smile graced the blonde's face at the thought. When he first found out that Luka was still around, he was scared, yes—but he was also happy. When he finally saw the younger Macken's face again and was able to hold him, however, Alois was overjoyed.
"Ecstatic." He answered bluntly. There was a moment where he struggled to find his words. How exactly does one describe that feeling? "I mean, I was scared, too. I was afraid that he might not forgive me for not protecting him— that he would hate me, because he signed that contract and died for my sake. Most of all, though, I was scared of losing him again…"
Ciel closed his eyes as the man leaned down and placed a kiss on his forehead. He was still at full attention while the blonde continued still.
"Even if Elizabeth doesn't warm up to this 'you', you're still a really wonderful man, you know that?" questioned Alois. "You've done so much for me, and for Luka, and for so many other people, too. I know that she was— is, really important to you, but even if things turn out to be less than ideal, you've still got people who love you and look up to you, alright?"
In truth, the bluenette was a tad surprised at the words of the menace, despite him knowing that the blonde was bound to give some form of encouragement. Alois was certainly skilled at reading the Phantomhive. He was also skilled at making an argument that even the watchdog's most stubborn of mentalities can't simply ignore.
"You're right." Stated the bluenette, stroking the other's cheek with his thumb. "You know, you're really too good for me, too."
"Yeah, right. You've got it the other way around." Snorted the other demon. "Tell me that when I'm paying all of the expenses and catering to all of your silly whims, like taking home random demons and junk."
"They're not 'random' if they're important to you. Besides, I'm a CEO and I own the house. It's only natural for me to be paying most of the bills."
"See? You're like… uh… what was the rich guy from that one movie's name?"
"Which one? It could be Batman, for all we know."
"Well, you're sorta like him, too." Alois replied. "Cool gadgets and sweet mansion, a butler who kicks ass and you take in orphans left and right while taking down ridiculous villains? Is it Ciel Phantomhive or Bruce Wayne?"
Chuckling, Ciel reached up and gripped the back of the blonde's head. He shifted himself in his seat so that he was sitting sideways somewhat before pulling the man in to kiss him on the lips. Once they both pulled away, he leaned back again, returning to his original position.
"So what do you think I should do?" he asked finally. "I have no idea how to face her…"
"Yeah… that is a bit of a problem, isn't it?" the blonde speculated, resting his chin on the top of the other's head. "What is it that you want to do, or think you should do?"
"Well… I think a bit of an apology is in order…" answered Ciel. There was a bit of uncertainty to his voice that was a bit hard to ignore. After a few moments of waiting for Ciel to continue, Alois realised that this was all that his beau could really think of. That said, it was a start.
"Alright." Spoke the fair-haired demon. "Then do that. If it goes over well, that's fantastic, if it doesn't, you can try giving it a little more time and trying again, right?"
"I suppose so…"
"Just remember who you belong to. I don't want anybody encroaching on my territory, y'know." He teased, causing the other to laugh a bit.
"Don't worry, I will." Answered the bluenette. "That ship has sailed, and besides, you're the only one I've ever really loved like this, so you have nothing to fear."
"Good." Grinned the menace, followed by a pause. "Uh… think she might be a little mad that I swore at her and pointed a gun at her?"
"Probably not as mad at me for waving one at her as well." The Phantomhive replied.
"Dunno what to tell ya 'bout that, mate."
A/N: I wanted to make this longer but it is rly late ugh...
I'll show what's goin' on with Liz on her end next time...
But for now, questions and then sleepy-time.
"Hate-senpai, do you happen to watch Supernatural?" by AloisJimTrancy
Nope. I have zero interest in it. Dunno why. Whenever I see bits of it on my dash on Tumblr or wherever, it's just like... "naaaah".
Until the next chapter, my duckies~!
