The investigation had gone completely cold. The attack was about to be chalked up to being a simple isolated incident, but the Police force of Gehenna wasn't about to let go of their first big case. They were certain that something was definitely amiss. Some of them could feel it in the air. Danger was brewing, but none of the elves could place exactly what it is that their sixth sense was warning them about, let alone find solid evidence. Their dedication was admirable, but the patience of the Watchdog was seeming to wear thin.
Ciel seemed to be fixated on other things, which was incredibly unlike him in the middle of an investigation. Ordinarily, he would become obsessed until the case is solved, but that wasn't so this time. Instead, he seemed oddly focused on FUNTOM, and left the menace to work on the investigation. Curiously, the Phantomhive denied that it was anything important, despite the many meetings he was attending. The contents of said meetings was unclear to the menace, as Ciel had no big events listed in his schedule. In fact, the meetings he was attending weren't even marked down! It was perplexing to the point where Alois was a bit worried.
Still, it was important to trust Ciel. Both of them had both agreed to be open and honest with each other about important matters, and simply open in general. Ciel, despite his nature, improved in this aspect greatly since their last fight in Rio De Janeiro, and has remained true to this promise. And yet, Alois couldn't help but feel nervous. He knew that Ciel loves him. All evidence pointed to this. Ciel places value on Alois above almost everything else, yet the menace felt a bit self-conscious about it. The man contemplated discussing his feelings with the Watchdog, but was worried that the man would just say again that the strange behaviour wasn't of any importance or concern. It was strange. Alois knew it was strange, but he wanted to believe the Phantomhive.
And Ciel was not malicious in his pursuits. Far from it. He simply had another project that he was working on, although it was a mystery as to why it needed to be a secret. It was FUNTOM work, so it wasn't entirely necessary for Alois to be involved. That said, the Phantomhive would usually tell him.
"Another FUNTOM meeting?" asked the menace, leaning against the doorframe.
"Yes." The Phantomhive replied, never skipping a beat. "The project I'm in the middle of still needs work."
"Alright…" Alois said. "I'll leave you to it, then."
And, that was it. The encounter ended, or at least it would have, if the bluenette hadn't caught on to the blonde's feelings. Stopping the menace before he left, he turned the man around and kissed his cheek.
"I'll finish as soon as I can." He said. "I want you to see it. It's important that you do. It's just not time yet."
"How did you know?" Alois questioned.
"Same way you knew that I'm keeping a secret." Ciel replied. "It won't stay that way forever… I promise." Kissing the man on the cheek again, he forced his beau to smile. "Alright?"
"Alright…" the menace said, allowing himself to be kissed on the lips this time as the bluenette leaned back in. "As long as you keep that promise. I don't like secrets…"
"Neither do I, but it's a surprise. I also cannot break a promise to you. The thought pains me."
"Then why don't you just come clean right now?"
"There's things I still need to do, first in order to prepare for it." Ciel informed.
"Can you at least tell me what it's for?"
"I'm afraid that's classified, Agent Macken." The Phantomhive said, touching his nose with his index finger. "Strictly confidential."
"Alright, alright, go to this meeting so you can wrap this up and tell me!" Alois replied, placing his hands on his hips with a pout. One last time, Ciel kissed his cheek before he turned to leave, forcing the smallest of smiles to appear on the blonde's face.
"I love you. Be good, now." Teased Ciel as he walked away, chuckling as his boyfriend shook his head.
"I love you, too. Fuck off." Answered the menace, waving back.
He watched as his beau walked out to his awaiting taxi, not too concerned about where the man was going. Alois had faith in the bluenette, and was fully aware that when Ciel promised him something, he would always pull through. Alois knew that he was one of the only people who the Watchdog would always keep a promise to without fail. This wasn't like Rio de Janeiro. Ciel spoke genuinely, the blonde could tell. He knew the bluenette.
Unfortunately, there were things that neither one of the demons knew. Something was amiss. Perhaps, it was big enough to put Ciel's own schemes on hold, but they would only discover this during the aftermath of it all.
