Ciel contemplated how long it would take him to swiftly stand up from his desk and bolt towards the door. He was fast so he didn't think anyone would catch him, but Sebastian had long legs, and with the stony and hard gaze he was giving the freshman, Ciel knew without a doubt that the teen would sprint off and catch him if it meant being able to see the 'girl' that interested him.

The whole situation was stupid and utter nonsense in Ciel's opinion, and every fiber of his young being wanted to run off and find Alois and beat him bloody senseless for putting him in this awkward situation. Ciel truthfully had no idea whether he should be flattered by Sebastian's interest in him, creeped out, or feel sorry for the teen. Ciel was by no means willing to tell the raven haired male the truth, but he was also by no means willing to do whatever he did Saturday (dressing up like a girl and going out in public) again.

He looked back up at Sebastian, who's crimson gaze was completely focused on him expectantly.

Crap, he's waiting for a response. What the heck could he say?

"Okay…?" He replied unsurely. Maybe he was blowing things out of proportion. Maybe Sebastian was simply telling him a fact, not really planning on doing anything about it.

However, those thoughts blew out the window as the pale senior's face softened and he let out a sigh of what sounded like relief.

"I wasn't sure if you were one of those possessive younger brothers or not." He smiled. "Glad you are not."

Ciel continued staring at him, not even trying to mask his shocked and surprised look, which thankfully Sebastian took as a look of confusion. "Perhaps I should explain. I met Skye at the mall on Saturday and she seems like a very smart and knowledgeable girl. We have similar interests and tastes and we hit it off quite well." He sighed. "I didn't get a chance to ask for her cell number and remembered her twin brother was in my class which I figured was the next best thing to getting a hold of her."

He's crazy. Ciel thought. He was now leaning towards the feeling sorry feeling. Sebastian was obviously more than interested in Skye, and she didn't exist. Well, she did exist, only not as a cute girl who wasn't afraid to speak to people. She was really the school's biggest social outcast, someone a person like Sebastian wouldn't normally look twice at. Ciel felt bad, because Sebastian was chasing someone he really didn't want.

Think of a lie. You can get yourself out of this without him knowing the truth.

"We…aren't really that close…" Ciel said, causing Sebastian to look at him curiously. Ciel looked down at his desk and twiddled his pencil between his fingers. "Just so you know." He mentally took a deep breath. "She travels around with my…aunt a lot, so we rarely see each other."

Hopefully this lie will save him from making future lies about his 'twin'.

"Is that why she doesn't go to school here?" Sebastian asked, to which Ciel nodded.

"She's…usually here for about a few weeks at most, then she's gone for a few months with my Aunt. I'm usually home alone." It wasn't a complete lie, Ciel was home alone most of the time while his aunt was away.

Sebastian nodded in understanding. "It explains why she's so knowledgeable with foreign languages like French. Considering her age, it's incredible." He watched as Sebastian smiled softly to himself before frowning slightly. "If she's gone so often, you wouldn't mind me spending as much time as I can with her while she's here, do you?"

Ciel wanted to blurt out 'Yes! You big stupid oaf! She's a boy! The one right in front of you, so stop saying weird things!' but the hopeful look the senior was giving him made him freeze, mouth slightly agape.

Ciel, be smart. Say he can't see her anymore and be done with it.

That's what the logical side of Ciel's brain told him to do. However, the other, sappy part that he rarely let out reminded him of what good company Sebastian was for those few minutes in the bookstore. They really were very similar in taste, and Ciel was only slightly ashamed to admit that it felt good having someone he could talk to like how he talked to Sebastian. Someone sane who didn't threaten to stab him with a fork or to blow up puppies. –Cough- Alois.

He needed more time to think. He couldn't make a decision this big in only a few minutes.

"I'll…ask her."

Sebastian smiled and stood up from the empty desk he was sitting at beside Ciel. The boy didn't even realize he sat down. "I'm grateful. Thank you," he said, turning and walking back towards his original desk beside the sleeping redhead. Ciel could feel stares on the back of his head from other classmates who were shocked and amazed that the usually unsocial freshman actually talked and held a conversation with someone, and Sebastian Michaelis at that!

Ciel, however, ignored all of that and scowled at the white board. What was he getting himself into?

"Ciel~! What's up?" the cheerful voice of the pigtailed girl cried, running towards Ciel and enveloping him in a hug. Mentally sighing and forcing a smile on his face, Ciel half heartedly hugged her back. "I'm so happy! You hardly ever talk to me on your own!" She squealed and embraced him again.

Ciel had pulled Elizabeth by the pink trip of her uniform towards his locker asking if he could talk to her about something personal in private. The two had known each other growing up, practically raised in the same crib, but they couldn't be more opposite, and, though Ciel loved his friend like his own family, there were times he couldn't stand her.

Elizabeth looked down at their hugging forms and blushed. "You know, us hugging like this might make some people think we're dating," she said, almost hopefully.

Mainly because she had the world's biggest crush on him and wasn't afraid to admit it to anyone or anything.

Ciel rolled his eyes and released her, scanning the empty hallway. "Luckily for us there's no one out here," he said blandly, causing the girl to frown.

"Ciel, you meanie! That hurt! Why won't you admit you love me?" she asked, and the boy sighed, already feeling the migraine coming on.

"Lizzy, this isn't what I wanted to talk to you about," he said darkly. "Now, I really need a friend for this, a friend who could do what friends do and keep another friend's secret. Okay?" He stressed the word 'friend' to the max, and luckily, Elizabeth took the hint and crossed her arms, sighing before her usual smile crossed her face.

"Okay, what is it?" she asked, and Ciel sighed once more, though this time in relief. He looked around them to really make sure that no one was watching them and lowered his voice to a whisper.

"I lost a bet with Alois Trancy and had to dress like a girl, and now that guy Sebastian Michaelis wants to hang out with her—I-I mean me. He thinks I'm my own twin."

Elizabeth stared at him blankly for a few moments and Ciel continued. "I...somewhat enjoyed his company, but dressing up like a girl goes against my pride and everything I stand for, but he looked so hopeful when he asked me if he could hang out with 'her', that I feel like it's wrong to tell him no." He sighed again and leaned back on the locker behind him, running his hand through his hair. "What should I do?"

Elizabeth remained silent as she mentally put the pieces of the situation together. "Ciel…do you tell the truth when you talk about yourself while you're a girl?" she asked, making Ciel raise his brow in confusion. The girl elaborated. "I-I mean, when Sebastian asked you questions about yourself when you were hanging out, did you lie because you were a girl, or did you tell the truth?"

Ciel crossed his arms and thought back. "I believe I told the truth, besides the parts when I had to lie about my 'brother'. Other than that, all the things I said 'Skye' liked and did were things I've actually done. Why?" he asked, and the girl nodded to herself.

"Well, doesn't that mean that Sebastian likes spending time with you?" she asked, and Ciel stood silently for a few moments before rolling his eyes.

"No, he wouldn't look twice at me any other day until I made him believe Skye was my twin sister." He huffed. "Not that I minded, I would much rather be alone at and after school."

The girl lowered her gaze to the ground sadly, fingers fiddling with the hem of her skirt. "Ciel, you… you can't cut yourself off from everyone because your parents are gone." Ciel didn't reply, averting his gaze from the girl as well as the atmosphere became heavy. Elizabeth continued. "I know you don't like to talk about it, but you shouldn't beat yourself up anymore. You should be happy."

"Elizabeth," Ciel said, his voice soft, "I can never be happy." He turned back towards her. "That's why I would rather be alone. I don't want to drag good people like you down. Alois…" he trailed off, shaking his head. "Alois is similar to me, which may be the reason I can barely stand to be in his company." The final bell rang, alerting the teens that class was starting. "I think that's a reason why I don't want to spend any more time with Sebastian."

Elizabeth wiped at an eye and Ciel turned his head, a pang of guild springing up in his chest. "W-well, the way I see it, you have two options," she started. Ciel looked back at her. "You can use this as a chance to open up to a complete stranger, be yourself, and no one would know it's you, you'd be able to pretend that those bad things in your life didn't happen to you, which might relieve some of your stress building up, and when you feel better about yourself you can make, uh…'Skye' move or leave the area to where Sebastian can't see her anymore and continue to live your life as if nothing happened." She smiled. "Personally, I think that's the best option, because I know how you act at school isn't how you used to be, and this would give you a chance to be happy, if only for a little while."

Ciel was silent as he listened to Elizabeth's first option and explain it. He just told the girl that he could never be happy, and why did she assume dressing like a girl and spending more time with a person he barely knew would help that? His true self… this was his true self. He truly didn't want to talk to anyone or anything of his own free will. He really was unsociable, on the outside and the inside. "The second option?" he asked, and the girl sighed and shook her head.

"The second option is that you tell Sebastian that he can't see her anymore for some reason, ignore his hurt and heartfelt looks, and continue to go through high school all alone with no one you would be willing to talk to who would be willing to listen."

It sounded harsh, a tone Elizabeth rarely took on, and Ciel found he didn't like this option as much. He remained silent, and the girl looked up at the clock on the wall. "Well, I'm late for class so I better get going. Bye Ciel," she said, giving him a soft and warm hug which the boy didn't reciprocate. She sighed again and bounced off down the hall, leaving Ciel alone with his thoughts.

The options Elizabeth gave him weren't any different than his original options, which meant he still had the problem on his hands and wasn't even a step closer to solving it.

Though he hated to admit it, the girl made a solid point;

Sebastian didn't know Skye was Ciel, which meant Ciel could tell him things he'd usually never tell anyone. He'd be able to get things off his chest he had built up for so long, and when he was done using Sebastian as his little comfort pillow, he could simply make Skye disappear, leaving him feeling better and able to get back to being antisocial and Sebastian satisfied that he got to spend more time with his interest before 'she' left to study abroad with their aunt.

The more Ciel thought about it, the more tempting it seemed. He would be a different person, yet himself. Open up, if only a little, to someone, yet remain the social outcast he wanted everyone to believe he was. He could use the situation in his favor. He could—

No. What was he thinking? There was no way he would willingly cross dress just so he could have a decent conversation with someone. He wasn't that desperate, and even if he was, surely he could do better than Sebastian Michaelis. The senior was tied with one other person to be the most popular boy in school, definitely not the kind of person Ciel liked to associate himself with. Just because he talked to the guy once and enjoyed it, doesn't mean he would again. Ciel knew people who were popular and good looking were usually almost always smug and stuck up, trying everything to get attention they felt they so rightfully deserved. For all Ciel knew, Sebastian just wanted to meet with Skye again to try to draw 'her' in and make 'her' fall for his charms.

And there was no way Ciel would allow that to happen, especially since said girl was him.

Ciel continued to stand there, back up against the locker and head bowed, lost in thought when he felt a slight pressure on his shoulder. A hand. Jumping slightly, he looked up to see golden eyes meeting his, the calm and stoic face of Claude Faustus looking down at him.

"What are you doing out here?" he asked, breaking their gaze and looking the hallway up and down. "Class started eight minutes ago."

He removed his hand from Ciel's slender shoulder, the boy merely watching him in confusion. Could you blame him? After the first day of school, students usually tended to avoid the usually angry or glum looking student, and now suddenly the two popular seniors were talking to him randomly. Granted, Sebastian wanted to talk about someone else (who was still him) but it was still random. The freshman didn't know if he should be annoyed that his peace had been interrupted so many times in one day or just slightly…happy that he was being noticed.

Scratch that. He was definitely annoyed. He preferred to be alone!

Ciel shrugged and turned from the senior, walking off down the hall. "It's none of your business. You aren't my guardian."

He never could bring himself to say 'mother' or 'father' anymore.

Claude watched the retreating back before smirking, pushing his glasses up on the bridge of his nose and walking after the boy, his longer legs allowing him to catch up easily. "Phantomhive…right?" he asked, and Ciel nodded but didn't say anything.

Why is he following me? He thought as he rounded a corner down an equally long hall. His class was on the other side of the school. Sounds of students chattering and the clinking of trays could be heard in the cafeteria nearby, and Ciel wished he could be in there right now and lose the senior in the crowd of teens.

"You sit a few seats in front of me in study hall. I saw you talking to Michaelis," he said, an obvious attempt at striking up a conversation.

"Yeah," Ciel replied boredly. "Glad you noticed."

"Are you friends?"

The question caused Ciel to stop walking right as he was walking through the large, overcrowded cafeteria to get to the next hall where his classroom was. He turned towards the glasses-clad teen. "If you're that curious, no we're not. I'm not part of his stupid fanclub and if you're trying to persuade me to join yours then you can just turn around and walk away right now because I won't hear any of it."

There were a few curious looks from students sitting at tables nearby, but Claude was unphased by it, giving a soft smile in return to the boy's outburst.

"I'm relieved you claim to not be friends, but believe me when I say I'm not trying to induct you into any club simply by talking to you." He sighed, but his face when back to being near emotionless. "I truly find those things annoying and wish I had no part in them."

Ciel scowled, but it wasn't as hard as what it could have been. If it was true about the fanclub thing, then Ciel actually felt a little less malice towards the popular senior. "Then what are you talking to me for?"

Claude adjusted his glasses once again, the slight smile back on his lips. "Your quiet and do not try to bother me like most other students do, and I find it interesting. I want to be your friend."

Ciel scoffed. "I don't need any more friends."

"I have seen the company you tend to keep, like Alois Trancy. Surely I would be a step up from that," he stated, and, Ciel actually had to agree with him.

"Yeah…well…" he started, losing his nerve under the intense gaze he was getting from the much taller teen. "I'll think about it."

Claude nodded his head. "Of course." He replied. "I understand how some people have high standards about their friends."

Ciel blushed. "I-I don't have high standards!" he sputtered. "I'm j-just not used to people asking to be my friend." His voice dropped, making it hard to hear over the roar of the lunch room. "You're popular and I'm not. For all I know this could be a trick."

Claude went silent for a few moments, his golden eyes glancing up above the sleet-haired boy's head. "Then allow me to prove to you that I mean it."

Ciel looked up at the senior, brow raised in question, when he heard a shout down the hall. "Phantomhive! Your skipping class in the lunchroom? That's detention for you!"

Ciel turned to see Mr. Randall, his geography teacher, stomping towards him, eyes alit with fury. His blue eyes glanced towards the clock to read that he was over fifteen minutes late to class.

Great. Detention on a list of things I don't have time to deal with.

Randall was truly Ciel's worst teacher. The elderly man hated him since the first day of class, picking on him and yelling at him for things he didn't even do. For all the thirteen year old knew, he'd been wanting to give him a detention since he first stepped into his room.

He stopped in front of the two students. "Follow me to the office, now," he said, but before Ciel could open his mouth to object, Claude raised his hand and silenced him.

"Forgive me, Mr. Randall, it is my fault. We just left study hall together after I finished helping him on the homework you assigned yesterday. Your class is his favorite subject, you see, and he was very embarrassed about asking you for help. Unfortunately, it was a little difficult for me too, so we asked Mr. Abberline for help, and you know how he is."

Ciel's mouth was slightly agape with how smooth the lie flew from the pale lips, and hesitantly he turned to face his teacher. Randall, the scowl still on his face, simply watched Claude with his usual stern expression. However, when he finished, he nodded in understanding and crossed his arms.

"Is that so?" he asked, looking down at Ciel, who hastily nodded in response. "I see. Well then, I suppose I can excuse it just this once. Abberline doesn't know a thing about Geography, and I know the assignment was a little difficult and I've been hard on Phantomhive." He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath, as if he couldn't believe what he was saying. Frankly, Ciel couldn't either. "Just don't let it happen again. Now get to class," he said, turning and walking towards his classroom.

"All better," Claude deadpanned. Ciel looked over at him in surprise.

"That was...amazing." he said. "I don't think I've ever seen that man back down. How'd you know I had a difficult assignment in that class?"

Claude gave a slight smirk. "Lucky guess. Though I hope you have finished it."

Ciel nodded. "Yeah…thanks." He said, eyes focused on the ground. He was a little embarrassed for this whole situation, but couldn't deny that what Claude had done for him was undeniably cool.

"Not a problem. I hope you take my friendship request seriously now," he said. "Now do as Randall says and get to class." He gave a slight nod and turned, walking away, leaving Ciel with a slight blush as he stood there dumbfounded, until he finally regained his senses and blushed harder, shaking his head and turning back towards his class.

I'm an idiot, blushing like a girl because someone did something nice for me.

Though he thought that, he couldn't help but ponder on the possibility of a friendship with the senior. Due to always trying to be in the background and stay unnoticed, very few people have actually done something nice to the boy. He didn't ask for help and he didn't offer it, so it was strange when someone did it to him. It was a different feeling, one Ciel wasn't sure he liked or not, mainly because he felt his chances of having a quiet high school life were being tossed out the window by both Sebastian and Claude, the two most well known and adored people in the whole school. However, Claude actually wanted to be friends with him and not a persona.

Ciel sighed and shook his head. There was no way he was getting roped into some weird, high school drama. However, giving the situations he's been finding himself in lately, it might have been too late for that.

Alois met Ciel outside of his last classroom like he did every day, despite being told hundreds of times not to do it. The blond argued that it was convenient this way because then the two could take the bus and walk home together and he'd have someone to complain about his day to.

"— and I was like, 'You have to admit, your boobs are huge! I mean, not as big as Hannah's, but still! You can't blame me for staring.' Needless to say, the chick slapped me before running out of the room crying. And I was the one that got in trouble!"

Ciel sighed and leaned against the bus window, cursing how the usually empty bus was crowded today, the one day Alois decided to speak as loudly as possible about some very inappropriate and offensive story. "Will you please just shut up? I have bigger problems to worry about and your voice sounds like nails on a chalkboard and I can't concentrate."

"You jerk," Alois glared before his expression turned more curious. "So what's bugging you? Surely it can't be any bigger than my problems."

Ciel sighed. He knew he couldn't trust Alois farther than what he could throw him, but in a way this was all his fault. Or at least his biggest issue at hand was. Maybe he could offer some advice. Doubtful, but it was possible.

"Sebastian saw me dressed as a girl and we talked, and now he thinks I have a twin sister named Skye and he wants to spend more time with her, but he doesn't know Skye is me, someone he could be less than interested in and vise versa, because obviously I don't care at all about him." He took another breath. "That, and on the same day Sebastian told me his interests, Claude magically wants to be my friend. He even got me out of trouble with Randall." He smacked the side of his head against the window. "I have no idea what to do and just want things to go back to being quiet and peaceful."

Ciel chanced a glance over at the blond as the bus came to a stop and he fished out his bus pass. "I talked to Elizabeth and she thinks I should keep on seeing Sebastian as 'Skye' so that I have someone to talk to about problems in my life –like I have any—and he wouldn't be none the wiser, not knowing it was actually 'Ciel' talking to him. Sort of like a stress ball, in my opinion. Or a comfort object." He sighed and walked onto the sidewalk, Alois behind him. "I know I don't need one, there's nothing wrong with wanting to be alone and not wanting to socialize with your classmates. They're all wankers anyways, which is why I'm debating about Claude's offer of friendship as well." He stopped and looked over at the sophomore. "Well? Do you have anything to say?"

Alois had his arms crossed and nearly bumped into Ciel when he stopped. He smirked at the freshman. "Just that you're in a crap ton of mess," he laughed, dodging the blow Ciel tried to land on his face. "Honestly, I don't see what you're so worked up about, you lucky little freak. Both Sebastian and Claude are interested in you, something most girls would only dream about when wanting a threeso—"

"Shut up!" Ciel shouted, stomping off down the street. "I don't know why I bother telling you anything! You don't take my concerns seriously, and when I feel I can rely on you you prove me wrong. Leave me alone."

Alois, despite the harsh words spoken towards him, laughed and continued to follow Ciel towards his house. "Relax you big pansy, I was kidding. You want to hear my advice?" he asked, and Ciel shook his head.

"Not anymore."

"Too bad, I never listen to you anyways," he grinned, linking his arm with Ciel who tensed up but was too annoyed to do anything about the action. He was truly curious to hear what Alois had to say, though he already knew it would be useless.

"First, are you gay or straight?" Alois asked, turning towards the shorter male. His face was dead serious and his voice low.

"What kind of question is that? I'm not answering!" Ciel shouted, because truthfully, he didn't know the answer himself. He was never interested in anyone before.

Alois chuckled. "Fine, fine, then if I were you, I'd continue to see Sebastian."

Ciel raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

"His physique, long slender fingers, stern expression, he obviously must be good at—"

He stopped when he saw the glare shot at him. "Anyways, its because, honestly, I think you need to have more social interaction with people besides me. You're boring as crap. It might be good for you!" he grinned. "I know you don't like me very much, so maybe spending time with hot guys with boring hobbies would cheer you up some! Of course, you and I'd still hang out so I can hear about your whore adventures," he grinned, and Ciel pushed him off his arm, his house just a little farther down the sidewalk.

"Yeah okay, you really helped," Ciel deadpanned, walking through some lawns to get to his overly large and empty house quicker. "I'll think about it."

"Oh, and accept Claude's friendship and then persuade him to come after me not you! He's got my number!"

Ciel closed the door on the obnoxious laughter that followed that statement, and Ciel mentally debated whether Alois really had Claude's cell phone number or not. It wasn't a big deal now, so he brushed the thought aside and walked towards the large kitchen, throwing his bag on the island in the middle and hopped up on a stool. He thought about getting a snack but his stomach churned in protest. He hadn't eaten all day or yesterday, too stressed.

It didn't matter anyways, he was too focused on the current situation to be hungry.

"What am I going to do?" he asked himself, resting his forehead on his arms as he rested his torso on the counter.

Willingly dressing up as a girl… the answer should be obvious. No. That answer didn't seem to satisfy him, however. I'm probably the only male in the world who would second guess himself about this.

Ciel thought back to when he was at the bookstore in the mall. He intended to buy a new sketchbook but because of Sebastian, forgot to do so. Maybe going to the mall would clear his head so he could think better. Granted, he doubted being surrounded by mobs of loud people would really help him, but he still wanted that sketchbook so he might as well go and get it while he wanted a distraction.

Getting off the bus and walking through the parking lot of the mall about fifteen minutes later, Ciel the large building, the warm air tingling on the spots of his exposed skin that was bit by the cold air outside. He didn't know the mall well, he barely ever went after his parents died, but the bookstore was the one store he could get to with his eyes closed, so he quickly walked in the direction the shop was, unconsciously tugging on the sleeves of his hooded navy cardigan.

The shop was large, shelves with nearly every subject one would hope to find within hard or paperback covers lined the walls and filled the floor, along with tables advertizing new releases or small trinkets for your reading pleasure.

Ciel walked over towards the far left wall, towards the back of the shop where art supplies could be found, passing the history section as he did so. He stopped. It wasn't the memories he had of he and his father when they would look at the pictures of the pyramids, when he would talk about their country's history or look up pictures of men and women who changed society in the world's early years, no, those didn't cause him to stop.

It was the tall, raven haired senior flipping through the pages of a green, leather bound book with the title in fancy scripture that Ciel instantly recognized as the Renaissance book said man looked at the other day.

The senior turned his head ever so slightly, crimson orbs locking onto Ciel's blue ones. A smirk came onto those pale lips, and Ciel debated whether or not he should turn around and take off running. Sebastian would get suspicious if he did that, and would undoubtedly follow him, so really there was no point, Ciel figured.

Closing the book and placing it back on the shelf, Sebastian approached the freshman. "Hello," he said pleasantly, and Ciel mentally gulped, putting his poker face on.

"Hi," he replied, cursing himself inwardly for his, once again, lame response.

Sebastian chuckled. "It seems you and your sister are very similar, both being drawn towards the history section." He mused.

Ciel absentmindedly fiddled with the inside of his sleeve, eyes averted to the floor at the mention of 'Skye'. He felt a slight pang of guilt, but quickly pushed it aside. "Y-yeah. It's…our favorite subject." He said.

Sebastian nodded. "She did say you liked the pyramids. Something about your father showing them to you, I believe."

Ciel nodded, not feeling the need to vocally respond. The whole situation was awkward, whether the tall, raven haired senior knew it or not.

Sebastian smiled, something that unnerved the thirteen year old. "How is Skye? You must have seen her while you were home. Did you ask her about my proposal?"

Crap, he asked the question. The way Sebastian worded it reminded Ciel of his other problem, Claude, and his proposal of friendship. Though he doubted all this senior wanted was friendship with Skye.

"Yes," he said with slight hesitation before he could stop himself. No! He wasn't ready to answer!

"And?" Sebastian asked, edging ever so slightly towards the shorter teen, his face dropping as he waited for the response, as if not sure to be hopeful or nervous, not wanting to get his hopes up if they were going to be crushed.

I don't know. I don't know. What do I do? I never would have come here I if I knew he'd be here. I can't answer this. I can't. I—"

"She said yes."

A/N

Oh Ciel, too bad you're already in some lame high school drama! :D

Sorry for the kind of bad chapter, there was no cross dressing Ciel, I figured that a decision that big shouldn't only take one paragraph to decide, so instead I made this chapter kind of ciel's conflicting emotions and him asking his few friends of advice to see what they would think. Just seemed more realistic to me.

And it appears we have the beginning of a love triangle going on! And no, not with Elizabeth! SebastianXCielXClaude! Which, I should tell you now, the love triangle will soon be turning into a love square-thing, so stay tuned for that!

Haha sorry this story's updates are going to be a little slow, I try to make the chapters as long as possible but I can't type them out in one sitting and I have a few other stories to work on as well. Anyone ever hear of Hetalia? One of the best things that's ever happened to be besides Kuro! My favorite yaoi pairing is America and England, so I started a story about them as well. Please check it out if your familiar with the pairing!

Please review! I have 18 for the first chapter, a record on both of my FF accounts! I was so happy! I hope I can match and/or beat it with this chapter! If I do I promise future goodies in the chapters to come!

P.S. If you were wondering, Claude's uniform color scheme is black and purple, just like Alois's. XD

Oh, and if you can guess who the girl was that Alois was talking about, you get my special cookies!