Phantomhive manor; a place that might as well be synonymous with hell according to residents of the special supernatural zone. Little did they know, however, that their beloved hero also lived here along with their most feared of boogeymen, the watchdog. Worse still, Alois slept within the monster's grip, being held possessively by the watchdog throughout the night. He was only freed when the Phantomhive relaxed his grip in order to allow him to turn off the alarm that was set to wake him up. While it was the weekend, the menace had taken to waking up to go to the special zone in order to work the public further. He was taken by surprise, however, when the grip around his middle tightened again, pulling him back into the Phantomhive's clutches and trapping him there.

"Well, good morning." Giggled Alois, more than amused by the gesture. His eyes closed as he focused on the feeling of the Phantomhive's chest to his back and his breath against the skin of his neck. The blonde's grin widened at the grumbling noise that escaped Ciel's throat, forcing him to turn around to face the disgruntled noble. Ciel shifted so that he was able to do so, sighing as the menace now ran his hands through his hair.

"Is the puppy grumpy because he was woken up?" playfully cooed the menace. "C'mon. Let me up."

"Do I have to?" mumbled the Phantomhive, furrowing his brow as he squeezed the blonde. "Can't you just stay home today?"

"That sounds like something I'd say." Alois mused.

"Then you should want to stay here." His beau replied. "You've been going off to the special zone every weekend. Why don't you just take the day off?"

For a moment, Alois' eyebrows raised, as he figured that Ciel should have been the last person to suggest such a thing, especially given how prone to work obsessively on something that he was. The more the Macken thought about it, however, the more it actually occurred to him how little time he had been spending at home. On weekends, he would go to the special zone or to H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G. headquarters in order to help Elizabeth, and the same went for after school, most days. Certainly, Alois still spent time with the bluenette in his office at school and when he came home from working. He usually returned late in the evening, however, which left far less time for the Phantomhive than usual. As Alois' fingers continued to run idly through soft, bluenette locks, a smile graced his face.

"Have you been feeling lonely, Ciel?" he asked, knowing the answer by virtue of the fact that the question prompted a groan from the watchdog as he pressed his face into the blonde's chest. "Ciel~ You have to answer me if you want me to understand, sweetie."

Grumbling, the Phantomhive pulled himself away in order to look at the other with a rather displeased expression on his face. "A little." He answered, prompting the menace to smile.

"Alright." The menace said, pecking the other demon on the forehead. "I'll stay home today, then. I'll just tell them that I needed to spend a day with my family. They'll understand."

"Not if they knew just who it was you're spending the day with…" Ciel replied. "You know I'm bad news over there, right?"

"Mm-hm, but I know that you're a total sweetheart." Alois stated. "Don't worry about it. I'm not leaving you for them."

"I know… It's just… If they ever found out… your reputation would plummet, and everything you've worked for would be for nothing. It's really important for you, and I'm very proud of you for it. I don't want to ruin it for you on accident."

"Ciel, I said I would spend the day here, not take you with me over there." Chuckled the Macken.

"That's not what I mean…" grumbled the Phantomhive as the other demon continued to place kisses on his head.

"You're lonely, but worried about getting in the way?"

"Basically." Ciel answered. "While you're the 'good' urban legend, I'm the 'bad' one. I want to help more and spend more time with you, but I can't be anywhere near you while you're at the special zone."

"What if you shape-shifted?" questioned the menace. "They only know you by your hair and eyepatch. If you just changed the colour and covered your eye with your bangs or something, no one would be able to tell."

"I don't want to risk it…" the Phantomhive replied. "There's a lot at stake, here. As much as I hate it, I can't really help you openly."

"That's a shame. It would cut down on people asking if I'm single all the time."

"What?!"

Alois laughed as the watchdog sat up, his pinks tinted pink as he looked toward the Macken for answers. "Relax, I'm not gonna accept any offers." Alois said, holding out his arms to the other again. "You're my one and only. I'm popular, so I guess it's pretty normal to be asked that sort of thing."

"Doesn't mean I like it…" grumbled the older demon, returning to his beau's embrace.

"Well, I'm sorry I can't control other people's interest." The blonde stated, rolling his eyes as the bluenette laid down with his head on his chest. "You know just how much I'd love to show you off if I could. You're cute, even when you're all jealous and needy."

"I'm not 'needy'…"

"Mm-hm, whatever makes you feel macho, Poochini." Spoke Ciel's boyfriend. "I'll be sure to give you all of the attention you can stand today because I neglected the poor, grumpy, puppy~!"

"Is the baby-talking necessary?"

"Yes." Bluntly answered the menace, giggling at the displeasure of the other. "It's one of the ways I show affection, after all."

"I am a one-hundred and thirty-nine-year-old demon who is feared as an urban legend in the town that you're trying to repair." Complained the Phantomhive. "I deserve to be treated like an adult."

"I'm treating you like a Ciel. This is how I treat Ciels." Alois informed. "If you don't like it, then ask someone else to cuddle you."

"It doesn't work if it's not you, though." Replied the bluenette.

"Then I guess you're stuck with my baby-talking, sweetie." The menace retorted, running a hand through the other's hair. He grinned at the lack of a fight his beau was putting up over it. In truth, he knew that Ciel secretly enjoyed his sillier displays of affection, so it wasn't entirely surprising. Just as expected, the Phantomhive frowned.

"You're lucky that I miss you while you're gone." The older demon grumbled. "Otherwise I wouldn't put up with this."

"Boo-hoo. You love me and you know it. And I know that you're full of shit. But, if you really don't like it, I could always just go work."

"No, you're staying here today." Ciel stated, squeezing the blonde tighter. "You already promised. You can't take it back now."

"Now I see why the people in the special zone are so afraid of you." Alois mused. "You don't let anyone go once you have them in your grip."

"Of course. If I did, I wouldn't be good at my job. I wouldn't be a very good boyfriend, either."

"You're a whiny pissbaby. Fortunately, I think that side of you is cute. Whoa!"

With a grunt, the Phantomhive turned over on his back, maintaining his grip on the menace so that he was forced to lay on top of him. The action made the blonde giggle, keeping his arm around the back of the bluenette's head as it was now being used as a pillow and the other on the man's shoulder, drawing him close. He leaned down and pecked Ciel on the lips and smiled.

"Are you just going to make fun of me all day?" the bluenette questioned, looking up at his beau.

"But of course. I have to make up for lost time." Alois said, pecking the man on the cheek. "I'm sorry I made you feel lonely. I was just focused. It's a pretty big job I've been put in charge of, y'know? You know I still love you most, though, right?"

"I know…" grumbled the watchdog, averting his eyes briefly. For a moment, his lover watched him curiously, trying to think of a solution.

"Why don't you just come with me?" Alois asked, causing the other demon to look at him questioningly.

"Are you insane?"

"No, I mean, like, not as you, but as somebody else." The Macken explained. "All you would have to do is change your hair colour and brush your bangs over your eye and nobody will know it's you! They don't know your actual face, remember?"

"That could work…" Ciel trailed off. "Then I'd be able to see you all day."

"See? Problem solved! Just pretend that you're my assistant or something."

"Are you certain?" questioned the watchdog. "Are you sure no one there will notice anything?"

"Nah. None of 'em really know what you look like. I've heard all kinds of stories, but none of them quite match." The blonde answered. "Sometimes you're a grumpy-looking older man, sometimes you're a creepy kid, and sometimes you don't even look human at all."

"Lovely. That's encouraging." Ciel answered, laying back on the Macken's arm and staring up at the ceiling. The corners of his mouth turned upwards as his beau planted kisses along his exposed neck, his jaw, and his cheeks. "I'll think about it, though."

"Good!" Grinned Alois. "I at least want to show you what all we did with the place. It's really quite dramatic."

"Oh, so you just want to show off, huh?"

"Well, yeah. I have to impress you with what a good job I did, after all." The menace huffed. "I also can't let my darling little doggy be all alone and sad." He added in a small, playful voice as he reached up with his free hand and pinched his lover's cheek. "He's such a nice doggy, yes he is~!"

"You're mean to me." Accused Ciel. "Are you going to be this mean while I'm visiting?"

"Probably not. It's probably best to maintain at least some air of professionalism. Besides, I dunno how the folks of the special zone view homosexual relations." Alois stated, running his hand through the other's hair and brushing his bangs out of his face. Leaning down, he pressed their foreheads together. "Sorry, sweetie. You getting all mushy with me on the job might be a bad idea for now."

"However am I do go on, then? I'll die."

"No. That's not allowed. It's bad for your health. Star-crossed lovers is the most that we can manage in the zone, but here, I'm all yours."

"Good." Ciel said, tilting his head so that their lips connected briefly. "I think I can survive on that."

"Perfect! Let's put together a disguise when we get up."

"Why not now? We're already awake…"

"I'm not done doting on my boyfriend, that's why."


A/N: This chapter DID have a point, but I kinda forgot what it was halfway?

I remembered eventually...

Just get the plot-point out there.

As much as I love witty banter, though...

Anyways, until the next chapter, my duckies~!