Ciel was shocked. After that pummeling, he was being kissed? It was more than confusing. Alois had beaten the bluenette bloody, as proven to Ciel by the stinging sensation in his lip against Alois' before the wound sealed shut.
As much as he wanted to fight it, he could not. The Phantomhive's eye fluttered shut and the hand that was pushed against the Macken's chest in order to push him away stood still. He shuddered as the menaced forced his way into Ciel's mouth, causing sparks to fly as their contracts touched. As wrong as he knew it was, Ciel didn't want it to stop. When the menace uttered a small groan at the contact, he certainly didn't, and almost found himself kissing back.
Just then, the Phantomhive was snapped back to reality when the hand that had wrapped around his waist brushed against his rear. Ciel's eye opened and he gave the menace a mighty shove, sending the other man reeling backwards. A blush appeared on the bluenette's face, flushing all the way down his neck at the sight of the onyx lion shuddering while licking his lips.
"A message." Blackjack finally said, baring his teeth with a grin. He pointed a finger to his lips, beckoning Ciel's undivided attention.
"Elizabeth mustn't find out about 'the monster'." He stated. "Who knows how your innocent fiancée would react if she found out the truth, Doctor?"
"Wha…?" Ciel's mind was already reeling. Yet even in a sober state it was unlikely that he would be able to wrap his head around that. Who was that talking? Was it Blackjack? Was it Alois? Was it both?
Jealousy? Did jealousy still linger in Alois' heart over the reappearance of the angel? Moreover, what was this about a 'monster'? Was it Alois? Ciel had no idea what on earth the menace was trying to say. Whatever it was, he had struck a nerve.
"Jim…" called the bluenette. "Jim, what are you saying? I don't understand!"
The grin on Blackjack's face faded in an instant. He turned his head, looking over his shoulder at the sound of footsteps coming from behind him. The lion didn't at all seem fazed at being surrounded, with a hunter to his back and a hunting dog to his front.
Elizabeth stood before him, sword in hand. Her grip was unsteady and her amethyst eyes lacked the ferocity that they once had. Alois' smirk returned as he reached for his guns again. Upon doing so, the woman instantly drew her blade. She advanced toward the demon, and the demon charged her as well.
A single slash was made at the Macken's neck, aiming for the pendant on his collar. In her uncertainty, she missed as the menace tilted his head back to evade. The man dropped to his knees, sliding forward on the smoothed out concrete. Elizabeth's mouth hung open as the menace slid between her legs before reappearing on the other side of her, making his way back on his feet in an instant. She turned around to face his visage, but the menace did not meet her in this pursuit. Instead, he merely looked over his shoulder once more.
"Elizabeth…" he began, his tone soft. She stared back at him with upturned eyebrows, trying to decipher what he was going to say. Before long his grin resurfaced and he offered the woman a "thumbs up".
"…Nice panties." Blackjack concluded with a laugh, causing the woman to flush scarlet. Her hand immediately shot downward to clasp at the front of her skirt. Curse these modern fashions. While she was distracted, the menace moved, walking backwards toward the steps.
"I'll be with you on your wedding night!" the onyx lion roared, and before anyone could do a thing to stop him, he leapt up the steps and disappeared without a trace, leaving the two cousins alone in silence.
Elizabeth turned to the Phantomhive, her face riddled with concern. She did not know what happened to make him look down and the ground like this, but she knew that her presence here did not help. Regardless, she had to do something.
"Ciel…" she began, only to be interrupted.
"Why are you here?" the man asked, refusing to look the woman in the eye.
"I'm part of your backup." She said. "We disarmed the Jacks that attacked us, so I went after you in case you needed me."
"You tried to hurt Jim again…"
"This sword is ordinary." Elizabeth protested. "It's practically harmless against demons. I borrowed it specifically so I could be here and not hurt anyone. Ciel, I'm sorry I panicked last time. I'm sorry I hurt you, and almost hurt Alois."
"Why…" the bluenette began, much to the upset of the Hellsing. When she opened her mouth to explain herself, he continued. "Why did he mention you?" he asked. "The first thing he says to me while he's like this… 'Elizabeth mustn't find out about the monster'… What does that mean?"
In response, the angel only shook her head. "I don't know." She answered, her gaze never shifting from the bluenette. "Are you alright?"
"Physically..." the Phantomhive stated, dusting himself off. His injuries had healed, but his heartstrings were torn.
A blush spread across his face as he recalled what had just occurred. His hand swiped against his backside while dusting himself, only for his eyebrow to furrow in confusion. Reaching into his back pocket, he found a folded piece of paper. When he unfolded it, he discovered that it was actually two. One was a letter, while the other was a sequence of numbers. Just by glancing at them, he could tell that they were both written by the menace. Upon skimming over the contents of the letter, Ciel's eye widened.
"Oh no…"
