Not long after visiting Baldassare, the duo turned their attention to another vampire. After all, there was only one vampire wealthier than the Girasol vampires in London, and that was Leslie Thaddeus Wakefield. With that information and the suspicion that the man gave most people a concerning "gut feeling" despite him doing nothing to really provoke it. Still, if it was true that Wakefield was up to no good, the duo would need assistance.

They returned home and Ciel contacted H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G. with the situation. There was a human who had been murdered. Their blood had been carefully drained and "Babyface" Baldassare, while not the most trustworthy of gents, had accidentally let it slip that the most wealthy vampire in London might be responsible. Thus, a plan of attack was needed.

The crew couldn't simply barge in with guns blazing. Sending the duo in on their own with the menace not in his best condition was not advisable, either. Yet, there was no way that Wake field was foolish enough to allow H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G. soldiers inside his house without hiding any and all possible evidence. Indeed, quite a conundrum, this was. It would take a lot of discussion in order to come up with a solution, and ideally, they would have one fast. They couldn't give Wakefield time to be tipped off, after all.

While Ciel had a lengthy discussion with Intgra over the phone, Alois reclined on the sofa in the entertainment room and stared up at the ceiling. He was reflecting on the day, gathering memories as he reviewed events. Baldassare was a familiar face. Alois remembered him and remembered that he didn't like Ciel, but also that the feeling was mutual. There didn't seem to be a time that Alois could remember where the bluenette lashed out like that at Babyface, however. That was more of Alois' modus operandi when working with the Girasol vampire.

More about the shared past of the duo came to light as well. The first time Alois met with Baldassare with Ciel and the raid on the "Gentleman" vampires was recalled. Alois already had pieces of it, but not the parts were Ciel was there. Then, there were parts about the Bailey's, both seniour and juniour. Ciel was friends with Gabriel Bailey, he recalled, which suited him. Come to think of it, they had been on many missions together. Ciel was always there.

He was there when they went up against the "Gentleman" vampires and the trio of demons known as "Cerberus". Yes, Alois recalled that, too. That was when Elizabeth became a part of their lives again and Alois remembered being jealous of her. He wanted the bluenette's attention, he knew now. Yet, Ciel supported and reassured him, anyway, even when he acted rudely to his cousin. The bluenette supported him when Araneus came back for the first time, and aided and comforted him when he needed. Ciel was always there. He supported the blonde, and truly, the menace was grateful. Yet, there was more to it than that, and one possible explanation played at becoming his focus, but the menace fought it and tried to shake it away.

It was ridiculous. There was no way that Alois could have a crush, especially on a man. He didn't care how kind, attentive, trustworthy, and aesthetically-pleasing Ciel was, Alois was not going to accept it right then and there. He couldn't bring himself to. The menace was not governed solely by emotion and impulse, he was inclined to give this serious thought before arriving at any conclusion.

Was it practical? Not really. Ciel was a noble, while Alois was a peasant. Ciel knew what he was, after all. Furthermore, Alois was determined to believe that his friend was not interested in the same sex, especially given his proper demeanor. Finally, the blonde wasn't sure if he could accept that, given what he knew of himself. The idea of a man was scary to him. It was for a good reason, too.

Part of it was trauma. The thought of being with a man scared him. It made him nervous. At the same time, he wanted to allow himself to relax around Ciel, as he didn't appear to be a threat. Again, it was unlikely that the other was even interested in the first place, Alois believed. In addition, as Alois thought about it, he knew that he was attracted to women. At the same time, he was attracted to Ciel.

All of this at once caused Alois' head to hurt. He shook it, trying to regain some control over his racing thoughts. There was something serious that he was missing here, but he didn't know what. All he did know was that it was vital. He didn't think he could accomplish much without whatever it was he was trying to remember. Alas, despite his mind going off in every which direction, he couldn't focus on what he was trying to remember.

It hurt. The man's skull was aching as it throbbed. It felt as though it was being crushed with weights. Bringing a hand up to his head, he rubbed it, trying to soothe the pain and right the dizziness he was experiencing. Nothing worked, but he was growing tired of laying about and doing nothing. He too, wished to help with the case, but was too busy being lead away by the stream of his own consciousness to think about the issue at hand.

Regardless, he tried to stand, only to wobble a bit from the dizziness. It caused him to lose balance altogether, forcing him downward. Fortunately, a gloved hand was there to catch him.

"Careful, master Alois." said the butler as he held onto the man by his arms. "You mustn't hit your head."

"If I did, it would probably explode." the menace replied, rubbing his cranium with his eyes clenched tightly shut. He was helped back onto the couch into a seated position, leaning back with his head tilted upward so that it was resting on the back of the seat. "Ugh… Is this what feeling sick is like? I totally forgot..."

"I'm not sure. I don't recall I time when I was sick." Sebastian stated. "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Nah, I'm good. Just need to sit a minute… or two… or sixty..."

"Very well, then." smiled the man clad in black. "Please speak up if you think of anything."

"No thinking. Only sitting." Alois groaned while the older demon began straightening up around the room while doing his best not to make much noise or disturb the menace. Sebastian was fully aware that the blonde occasionally suffered from headaches as a result of his mind resurfacing, so in a way, he was glad. From the way Alois was behaving, the butler correctly assumed that he recalled quite a bit that day.

The two stayed this way for a while before the Lion felt like making another attempt to move. Taking his hand away from over his eyes, they opened, and Alois peeked around the room. He saw Sebastian looking around for something before Alois had the state of mind to figure out what. Lifting his rear, the blonde reached underneath himself and retrieved the TV remote.

"This what you're looking for?" he asked, prompting the butler's attention. For a moment, Sebastian's eyebrows raised before he pieced together what must have happened.

"Indeed, it is." he answered.

"It's always in the cushions, if it's not on the table or in the floor." quipped the menace, surrendering the device over to the older man, who put it in its proper place rather than tossed in some random direction. For a moment, Alois watched him, but his previous thoughts still lingered with new ones stemming from them.

"Hey, Sebastian?" he began, capturing the butler's attention again. Curiously, the butler looked up, straightening his back from his bent over position. "Can I ask you something?"

"Certainly, sir." Sebastian replied, patiently awaiting the blonde's inquiry despite the man's obvious hesitation.

"Well..." Alois' face became hot and he began to sweat. He was nervous, as he wasn't sure himself as to what it was he was trying to ask, but knew that there would be few opportunities like this one. "Uh… Hypothetically speaking… What would you call a guy who's attracted to girls, but also attracted to… to blokes a bit at the same time?"

"'Bisexual', I would assume." bluntly answered the servant while attending to his duties once more. Still, his ears were open to the menace, especially since he had an idea as to where this was coming from. "Why do you ask?"

"Well… I was..." Pausing, the younger demon took a moment to gather his words, furrowing his brow as he thought. "I was wondering… What… What you would think of someone like that?"

"Depends on the person." the older stated. "If they are a nuisance, I would probably think badly of them."

"No, I mean someone who's… Bisexual."

"You mean the orientation itself?"

"Yeah..."

"I am indifferent." Sebastian replied while dusting. "I would not think ill of someone who is bisexual because they are bisexual, but rather, I would draw their character into consideration instead. Who they fancy is none of my business or concern, so long as I am excluded."

"So… You would be okay with that?" Alois questioned, perking up just a smidge.

"Of course." the other said. "After all, if I could not accept my own master, what kind of butler would I be?"

"I-I-I never said I was!" protested the menace, standing up with a jolt. Instantly, he regretted his action as the dizziness that hit him was overwhelming. Thus, he sat down while holding his head.

"I was referring to Sir Phantomhive." Holding back a chuckle, the butler looked over his shoulder. No matter what, he would not miss Alois' reaction to this information for the world.

It took Alois a moment to register the butler's words, however. He stood there, confused with his brow furrowed and lips parted somewhat. Sebastian could see the exact moment when the implication began to sink in. Slowly, then all at once, the blonde's expression changed as shock hit him first, then a touch of joy, followed by crushing amounts of embarrassment.

"What?!" was all the poor young man could muster in response to the claim of the man clad in black.

"Oh, that's right, you don't recall..." Sebastian said, feigning surprise. "Well, I suppose the cat's out of the bag… Yes, that is how the master identifies himself. Please don't be too alarmed."

"Buh-but he's so-!" Alois didn't quite know what he was trying to say, here. He didn't know where he was going, or what was happening. All he knew was that his world had been flipped upside-down.

"Proper? Why, yes, but sexual orientation has nothing to do with that." the other said, finishing the sentence for him with what he felt was a logical next step. "At one time, he was actually engaged to Dame Elizabeth."

"Aren't they cousins?!"

"That was years ago. Their parents arranged it for them back during Queen Victoria's reign. It was... Another time..."

It took a few moments for Alois' mind to start to catch up with him as well as his sense. With it came some calm, as well as more confusion. Arching an eyebrow, he asked: "What happened with them?"

"Well, if I may be blunt: after a slew of events, the master had to falsify his end, thus ending the engagement." Sebastian informed, turning around fully to face the Lion with feather duster in hand. "Elizabeth eventually married someone else, but this time, out of love. They have no interest in each other, romantically, although they are still close, so worry not."

"Like I would worry..." the menace unconvincingly scoffed while folding his arms. "I don't care."

"If you say so, sir." smiled the man clad in black, taking much amusement in this. The seeds had been planted, and something was bound to bloom. "Are there any more questions?"

"No..." Alois answered, leaning back in his seat again. His cheeks were pink and his face somewhat dazed. "Nothing..."

"Very well, then. Please notify me if you require anything else." With a small bow, Sebastian took his leave. Really, it could not be determined if he was actually there to clean or simply to stir the pot. Either way, what's been done, had been done.

Alois sat for a while, gazing off into the distance, alone in the room while looking at nothing at all. He sighed as he was filled with a sense of longing. That said, he didn't want to think about the reason why. It was already known to him, but he still didn't want to. Leaning forward, the man placed his face in his hands while resting his elbows on his knees. He sighed and he swooned, thinking about the bluenette. Really, there was nothing more he could do. What has been done, had been done. Time would take care of the rest, but for now.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuucccccckkkk..." he groaned. "Nooooooooooooo…."


A/N: I should have been asleep two hours ago hahahahahhaahAHAHHAHAHAH

Instead, I am here, because I didn't update yesterday, either.

I am here for you.

Be happy.

Love me.

Also, I kept asking for character shet questions, and then when I got them, I forgot about them? I'm sorry. I'm a terrible person.

Forgive me.

Until the next chapter, my duckies~!


CHARACTER SHET

Question: "I have a question for Ciel and Alois, what traits of your physical form are due to shapeshifting? *I mean, like Ciel's height...*" by Guest

Ciel: "None of your business..."

Alois: "I don't really know, actually? Consciously, it's just my age so I can actually grow up with my brain. Just switch the 'default' to something a little taller and more masculine every so often. I'm thinking about stopping it, actually. I still wanna be young and beautiful. I don't even know about the subconscious, though. It's probably affected my appearance somehow, too, but I dunno what that would be."

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Question: "Hey Alois, what's the weirdest thing about Ciel?" by marleyrockstar

Alois: "You mean other than being Ciel? HAH!" *slaps knee* "But for real, picking one thing is hard. Everybody has their quirks. It's just that Ciel's might be a bit... extreme for some people. Most people wouldn't be able to handle his dark humour and occasional rich-boy stupidity. Come to think of it, if I had to pick one thing, that would probably be it. He has proposed to buy out the school that I go to in order to get me my degree faster or something. He can be a bit out of touch like this sometimes. He's good, though. Money solves a lot of problems, but there are some things, you gotta do the old fashioned way. He kinda grew out of most of his other really weird stuff."