"Are you done yet?" called Alois as he leaned with his back to the dressingroom door. He, himself, was already dressed and needed only a few minor details fixed and fussed with. He had been waiting for a while, only to receive the answer he didn't want to hear.

"Almost." the Watchdog called from the other side, causing the blonde to shake his head. The man had been saying that for the past fifteen minutes, instilling no confidence in Alois in regards of swiftness. That said, if Ciel was taking such a long time, that probably meant that he had something in store for the menace.

Eventually, the doorhandle jiggled and Alois stepped forward, turning around to face it. Poor Alois' mouth hung open and his breath left him at the sight of his spouse. Indeed, Ciel took this challenge very seriously, dressing up exactly how the blonde likes him. He wore a nice blue suit and a black tie along with diamond earrings that the menace had picked out for him. Ciel's hair was pulled back and out of his face, revealing more of the semi-permanent scowl he wore. The head of the Phantomhive household looked like a man who could beat someone to a pulp in the middle of the street and successfully sue them for getting blood on his suit. A bright blush stained Alois' cheeks as the man stepped toward him, placing his hands on the blonde's hips and pulling him closer. As the menace placed his hands on his husband's chest, he could smell the other man's cologne, proving that the Watchdog was dead serious about this.

"Is this pretty enough for you, darling?" the blue Phantomhive questioned, leaning closer and invading the blonde's personal space even further. Poor Alois. His heart nearly skipped a beat!

"Y-yeah." let out the stunned demon in Ciel's arms. "Way more, I'd say..."

"Good. Are you ready to go?"

"Sure, but I feel underdressed in comparison."

"I think you look perfect." spoke the Watchdog, releasing the other before holding out his hand. "Shall we?"

"Alright." Alois answered, taking the other man up on his offer with a goofy grin. "Guess we're off, then. We taking the car or the bike?"

"I'm not sure… The bike could be fun."

"I was thinking the same thing."

The pair were merry as they descended the stairs and made their way to the garage. There, the demons put on their helmets and hopped on the bike. Sitting behind his spouse, Alois wrapped his arms around Ciel's waist and enjoyed the ride. It was nice not to have to drive himself, but he also simply enjoyed the closeness along with the feeling of the machine. It was a completely different sensation from sitting in a car. Alois wasn't the type to sit and look around. Instead, he closed his eyes and focused on the physical part of it, smiling when Ciel let go with one hand in order to squeeze the blonde's at a stop light.

"Any ideas yet?" questioned the bluenette, grinning despite his face being concealed by the helmet. The inquiry honestly caught Alois off guard, as he hadn't been thinking of any possibilities at all.

"No." he said. "None yet… You?"

"Not particularly, no." Ciel stated. "Do you want food? To shop? To terrify ne'er-do-wells?"

"All sound pretty good… Which one do you think you wanna do first?"

Ciel opened his mouth to answer, but couldn't as his attention was needed elsewhere. His senses kicked into overdrive and his muscles worked fast to stop the motocycle, but it would take a few moments. While Ciel attempted to speak, a person walked right out into the street without making even the slightest attempt to check for traffic. They had the nerve to jump back, falling on their rear, but they had to rapidly crawl backwards so that the front tire of the bike did not hit him in the nethers. Needless to say, the man was shaken, whimpering as colour drained from his face. The two demons looked down at him and internally groaned.

The man seated sniveling on the ground was a familiar face. He word a trenchcoat despite it being April and a fedora to accompany it, despite his otherwise casual attire. The man wore it with a black T-shirt and cargo pants, which wasn't exactly couture. The only person the Phantomhive's knew would wear this was an annoying sort, but the shock in seeing him again was enough to make them say his name aloud.

"Kyle?" gawked the menace, leaning over to look at his former classmate. Lifting his visor, the scruffy man could see icy blue eyes peeking down at him with blonde bangs sticking out. As soon as Kyle regained his breath, he was able to process the situation.

"Alois?" he observed in return before looking up at the other demon on the motorcycle. "Professor, is that you?"

"Mister Brykle, please look where you're going when crossing the street." Ciel sighed, somewhat lamenting that their cover was blown. "I could have killed you."

"We don't need your balls on our tires, Kyle." added the menace while his former classmate quickly lifted himself to his feet.

"My balls are perfectly fine, thanks." he huffed, dusting himself off. "Where are you two going?"

"Official business." Ciel insisted, hoping to throw the fedora-wearing fellow off and send him away. Unfortunately, however, he didn't know who he was dealing with.

"What kind of business?" Kyle questioned. "Police stuff? I can help you guys out, you know. I got my license to be a private eye! This is what I do now."

"You dropped out of school for that?" Alois asked with an obvious tone of disbelief.

"What my partner means to say is 'no'." stated the Watchdog. "Now, if you'll excuse us, we're blocking the street."

"Wait, wait, wait!" insisted the former student. "Stay right there! Let me get to my car! I'll follow you!"

"Fuck..." hissed the menace as the man turned and jogged to his own vehicle. Quickly, Alois pat his husband.

"Drive." he commanded. "Hurry up! Just fucking drive!"

In an instant, the Watchdog made the bike move forward, forcing the menace to squeeze him tighter as they sped off. Fortunately for them, it would take Kyle a few moments to get his own vehicle started and the two would use their time wisely. Evasive maneuvers were made, causing Alois to laugh whole-heartedly while they drove down alleyways and weaved in and out of traffic. One wouldn't notice this when they first looked at the bike, but lights were hidden in it's frame, flashing blue like a police vehicle in order for the duo to quickly get from place to place. All of the Phantomhive vehicles were equipped with them, as they sometimes needed to get to a scene quickly in life or death situations.

Alois howled with delight, causing his beau to grin widely as well. Now this was entertainment! They knew that Kyle was long gone, but they still drove fast, giving them both the adrenaline rush that they both so desperately needed. Eventually, however, the lights went off and they slowed down just long enough for the blonde's laughter to settle somewhat. His lungs hurt momentarily, but it was a good hurt. Eventually, they came to a stop in order to collect themselves, but it turned into a discussion over how much fun it was to break the law.

"That was awesome!" the menace declared, taking off his helmet. "There were a couple parts where I thought we weren't going to make the turn, but we did! We were going so fast! And Kyle! He had no idea what was coming!"

"That's just how the Phantomhives operate." grinned his spouse, doing the same. "It's a good thing you thought of it. I was so stunned by what he suggested that I almost sat there long enough for him to do it."

"Why the fuck would he wanna follow us, anyway? Does he think he's gonna be some super-cool secret agent or whatever?"

"Let's hope not. His dreams would be crushed."

"His dreams already have been crushed, Ciel."

"Crushed into smaller bits, then."

"What does he think being a private investigator is, anyway?" questioned the blonde as the two of them dismounted. "Like it's on par with secret agents of police officers, or something..."

"Most of it is just stalking people through the internet nowadays." Ciel added. "There's still some of the old fashioned work, though. You still sit around in your car for hours on end with a camera sometimes. You need to get evidence of your client's spouse having an affair somehow, after all!"

"Yep." Alois nodded, putting his hands in his pocket. "Wanna go continue this conversation inside that bakery?"

"Oh!" Ciel raised his eyebrows as soon as the word "bakery" was uttered. "Yes, please!"


A/N: I thought I uploaded this last night, but remembered wrong. Whelp.

The motorcycle scene was boring, I thought. What I really wanted was something like one of the first cutscenes in Bayonetta 2, but I had no idea how to explain that shit... It was beyond my ability to describe.

Also, several of you sent me stuff about you're OCs, and I LOVE them! Tell me more. Why are there no fanfics with these characters? I want to know more about their daily lives holy shit.

Keep sending things. I enjoy them so much.

Let's see... what else... I guess I should do shit with the plot point I introduced in the last chapter? Hell, I should just do stuff with Blackwood while I'm at it. Why the fuck did I do that?

Fix it as we go...

Until the next chapter, my duckies~!


CHARACTER SHET

Question: "Miranda, Audrey, what do you guys think of each other?" by whops a doosey

Audrey: "She's really cool. Smart, too. I like talking to her about stuff."

Miranda: "He's good at his job and I like talking to him about supernatural beings. He's interesting. Why? If you mean in a romantic sense or something, don't you think he's a bit out of my league?"