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I am milk

I am red hot kitchen

And I am cool

Cool as the deep blue ocean

I am lost

So I am cruel

But I'd be love and sweetness

If I had you

I'm waiting

I'm waiting for you

I'm waiting

I'm waiting for you

I am weak

But I am strong

I can use my tears to

Bring you home

I'm aching

I'm aching for you

-Garbage

Ciel felt an icy draft curl itself around his toes as he stood in front of cherry wood double doors in the second-floor hallway. Mey Rin had been gracious enough to identify and mark the various rooms with bright yellow post-its. The room he was about to enter was designated as "Master Bedroom" and it was one of four rooms on the second floor at the end of a long hallway. Two of the other rooms had been marked as "guest bedrooms" and the fourth was a full bathroom complete with a stocked linen closet.

Upon inspecting the third floor, the couple had discovered two average sized offices with windows facing the front yard, a small den complete with a futon and a television plus a door which led to the walk up attic. They had no desire to begin exploring any further so they headed back to the second floor. Lurking in their minds were other much more pleasurable desires to explore.

"I await your orders, Master." Sebastian's voice was like a heated breeze sifting through Ciel's bluish strands, sending shivers down his neck as he felt his lover's firm body press against his back. His hand touched the cool brass handles of the doors and with a turn and a push the doors swung open.

Scanning the spacious room, he quickly noted the freshly painted deep gray walls accented by bright white molding. What appeared to be a king sized bed centered the room facing the doors flanked by a pair of simple dark wood nightstands each with its own deep cream shaded lamps. A matching wardrobe closet was cornered in the left and a washed pine vanity complete with an oval mirror was against the wall to the right.

Dark gray and white striped curtains framed the two large windows where hints of light filtered lazily through the shades. In all, the room was quaint American taste; it harkened back to simpler more innocent times. Ciel felt the sudden urge to sully every last inch and crevice of the room.

"I want to dirty this place up." He whispered breathlessly, turning around to face the dark giant looming over him. "Get me on that bed and make me cry." Ciel purred seductively.

Large hands crept up the student's narrow waist and slid slowly down the small of his back resting comfortably against two pert mounds. Squeezing them gently, Sebastian growled at the delicious feeling of his lover's tight youthful body.

"Take off your clothes." He commanded lowly, pushing Ciel roughly into the room, red eyes flashing with desire. "And get your ass on that bed."

"Make me." He taunted, lifting his chin in defiance. "I'm the master here-hey!" Sebastian lifted his shocked boyfriend by the collar of his jacket and flung him onto the bed.

Pillows tumbled to the floor as Ciel wrestled against a pair of long and lean muscular arms effortlessly pinning his body into the sinking softness of the mattress. The feel of Sebastian's toned and sinewy body stretched protectively over Ciel's diminutive self-sent euphoric waves of heat throughout the student's body. This was what Ciel loved the most, the moments when he felt small and lovingly overwhelmed by Sebastian's size and strength. When this solid, yet gentle man blanketed his own elfin like frame shrouding him in spicy smelling smooth alabaster toned skin, it was enough to make Ciel dizzy with lust.

Sebastian straddled his hips, busily unbuttoning his shirt while hungry eyes eagerly scanned the enticing young man lying patiently on the bed. He groaned inwardly at the sight of Ciel's hair spread like dark waters amongst the white down comforter; skin so pale it could almost melt into the overstuffed cover.

"God, you are fucking beautiful," Sebastian whispered huskily, leaning forward and placing a kiss on Ciel's chin. "I love you." He breathed passionately, still as captivated by Ciel as the day he had met him. Since then, Sebastian's mind body and soul; had all been to the blue-eyed student who would not leave his side.

Unknown to the pair of amorous lovers, nearby on the side of the road where the hilltop revealed only the top two floors of the Butler House, was a car parked with an engine purring quietly like a sleeping kitten. Two pairs of eyes watched the house with great interest; one with calm serenity and the other alight with impish curiosity.

"I think they're finally home!" An excitable voice exclaimed, its owner bouncing up and down in the passenger side seat. "Let's go!"

"Your excitement brings great joy and light to this day." The older male behind the wheel smiled, pleased with his young partner. "How lucky are these two whom will be soon acquainted with your generous and amiable spirit!"

"Sebastian!" Ciel cried, his arms pinned behind him as he gasped into the plush comforter. "Fuck me harder!"

Sweat pooled on the small of the writhing young student's back as his lover roughly thrust his slick and glistening cock into his tight ass. The "lovemaking" between Ciel and Sebastian usually resorted to a brutal sexual assault upon the young man's seemingly frail frame, but as Sebastian had quickly discovered, Ciel loved to be violently fucked. In fact, the student often goaded his former professor with verbal abuse and the occasional smack in the face. It was just how their sex life went and they knew no other way.

"Lift your hips, bitch." The black haired man hissed through gritted teeth. His long fingers dug into the pearl white flesh of Ciel's slim hips. "I wanna go deeper!"

"Ah! God!" He keened.

"He's not helping you right now!" Sebastian growled, grabbing a fistful of Ciel's hair and jerking him upright, his dick sliding deeper into the tight cavity. "You better say a fucking prayer because I'm tearing you-"

Ding-dong. Ding-ding-dong.

The sound of a doorbell chiming followed by a steady stream of knocks echoed throughout the house and both men stood frozen, quickly glancing at each other.

"Keep quiet," Sebastian whispered, pressing his hands against Ciel's thighs and rocking his hips slowly. "They'll go away, whoever the hell it is."

"Maybe it's important!" Ciel whispered back, slapping the insistent hands off his body and wiggling from their grasp. "What if it's a delivery or something?"

"Fuck. No." He hissed and Ciel clicked his tongue in annoyance.

"Did you forget I still don't have half of my shit in this house yet?" The young man reminded.

"Since when are you the adult?" Sebastian snorted, detaching himself reluctantly off of his lover.

"Since I'm waiting for a package from the college!" Ciel rolled away from his man and grabbed the strewn clothing from the floor. "If I don't get those papers today I can't go to classes on Monday."

"Right, right." He snorted, rolling his eyes. Another round of doorbell chimes and incessant knocking caused Sebastian to whip his head up and scowl. "I'm coming!" He yelled, irritation clear in his voice.

"Well, that's not very accurate now is it?" Ciel snickered as Sebastian threw him a hateful glare. "Now stop pouting and finish getting dressed." He gently scolded at the glowering male, tucking the stray strands of slate hair behind his ears to make himself look more presentable. "I'm going downstairs."

Watching his petite partner head out the bedroom, Sebastian sighed and shook his head. He didn't get the kid 100% yet. Even though they spent almost every second of their lives together, Ciel was still an enigma. They were just in the middle of a sweat inducing sex-fest and in one snap moment the student decided it was far more important to answer the door than finish him off. It was understood from the get-go that education was extremely important to Ciel, no one appreciated that trait more than Sebastian, but the lack of predictability behind the blue eyed student's often rash actions drove the older man to the edge of reason sometimes.

"Can't even argue his logic." He muttered in defeat, reaching down to pick up his socks from the floor. "I don't get that damn brat." Sweeping his hands against the glossy wood floors, a strange texture seemed to catch his attention.

Scratches?

Furrowing his brows, he pressed his fingertips against the floorboards flanking the bed and knelt down to take a closer look. Could it have been my imagination? He thought, peering closer to where his fingers had felt a slight raise in the natural woven patterns. He was almost certain there was something carved, something scratched onto the surface of the floor.

Barely visible golden traces of raw wood seemed to glow and then fade away as his hands sought out the intricate swirls. Tracing the faint lines on the floor he could tell that most of whatever it was resided underneath the bed. This was odd, he tilted his head and reached gingerly under the bed to feel more of the scratched encryption. Shaking his head, he admonished himself for quickly assuming that this was purposely done. For all he knew, the mild gouges could have been caused by sloppy movers shuttling furniture back and forth.

"What a shame." He mumbled, lifting the bed skirt to take a closer look. "Refinishing wood floors is expensive-"

"Sebastian!" Ciel called from downstairs, jerking his head up from his kneeling position and almost stumbled backwards at the sound of the frantic call.

"Ciel!" He cried, scrambling to his feet and rushing out the door. The sound of his lover's voice was desperate and what was worse, it sounded choked! Sebastian thundered down the stairs and skidded to a stop at the sight that lay before him in the foyer. "I'm beginning to hate this section of the house." He sighed, rubbing his head, trying to unsuccessfully ward off a headache. "I see you've met our new neighbors."

"Get . . . off . . . me-ack!" Ciel grunted as he tried to unravel the pair of arms currently encircling his neck in a vice-like embrace. A head of violet tinged dark hair was buried in his neck.

"By Krishna, you smell so familiar!" Light golden eyes danced in delight as the young man, who had immediately attached himself to Ciel the moment he had opened the door, ran his nose up the creamy expanse of his neck. "You smell like sex!"

"The fuck!?" Ciel yelped, shoving the young man off of his person. "Don't touch me like you know me!" He shouted. Backing away slowly he suddenly noticed the much taller and regal looking man standing near the doorway holding a medium sized cardboard box in his hands. "And who the fuck are you?" He demanded, rubbing his reddened neck.

"How rude!" Even with those words, the strange young man beamed brightly, motioning to his tall partner to come forward. "And we came with gifts! You should be thankful that Agni and I are such good neighbors!"

"Eh-Excuse me?!" Ciel sputtered in disbelief, making Sebastian chuckled at the stunned look on the student's face.

"What a shock." The raven-haired man drawled, looping an arm around Ciel's waist and pulling him into his arms playfully. "Another man throwing himself at you." He planted a quick kiss onto the plump lips to ward off any protest and winked. "Relax babe, Soma here has been chomping on the bit waiting to meet you."

"Wait, you know these people!" Ciel cocked an eyebrow and scrutinized the smiling pair.

From the deep rich caramel brown of their skin, defined faces and accents it was obvious that they were from India or of Indian descent. Both wore simple clothes, jeans, boots, and were still bundled up in their winter coats, scarves and hats, but there was a refined air about the two that set them obviously apart from any average local in those parts. They appeared comfortably out of place without a care for how unique their cat like eyes and elegant accents were. Ciel could detect the sweet scents of exotic spices, chocolate and foreign flowers floating about their persons. In taking time to step back and assess the overly zealous neighbor, he suddenly realized how strikingly beautiful the younger of the two was.

"Ciel, you're staring." Sebastian whispered lowly. "Quit it."

"Please forgive us for our abruptness! It is my fault!" Ciel and Sebastian turned to look at the tall man who wore a long black wool coat, his shock white hair loosely wrapped in linen cloth. He too was quite handsome with sharply angled facial features and a voice filled with sincerity and strength. Stepping forward, he presented the brown box to the pair. "I had suggested to my prince that it would be expected of a good neighbor to welcome new friends with good will and good food!"

"Prince?" Ciel echoed, glancing at the grinning man with a skeptical eye. "You're a prince?" He snorted.

"Don't be rude, Ciel." Sebastian gently chided, releasing his hold on his boyfriend. He bowed slightly to the gentleman and retrieved the box. "Thank you, Agni, this is most kind of you and Prince Soma."

Agni smiled and returned the bow. "Eat in good health and prosperity, Sebastian."

"We graciously accept these gifts." Sebastian turned to Ciel and slightly widened his eyes. "Ciel?" He asked expectedly.

"Oh! Yeah! Thank you!" Taking a quick sniff, Ciel's stomach grumbled and whined at the savory smells wafting through the air. Whatever was in the box was emitting the most delectable smells of meat. It was an oddly familiar scent, one that seemed to harken back to his days in the city. "Curry!" He exclaimed, lifting the lid of the box and peering inside. His mouth instantly watered at the flavorful piles of palm sized golden mounds steaming fresh from the deep fryer. The promised treat was one of his favorite meals. "Curry buns! This is freaking awesome!" He cried.

Soma laughed gaily, clapping his hands with a self-satisfied flourish. "Once again I chose the perfect gift!"

"Yes, my prince." Agni crowed, casting an indulgent look at his young partner. "You are perfection."

What was it between those two? Ciel wondered, it was obvious that there was some form of relationship between them, but to place the ridiculously jubilant young man with the gracefully elegant older man was almost too comical for words.

"Are you two...a couple?" Ciel queried, flicking a pointer finger between the two and looking from Soma to Agni. "I don't mean to be nosy-"

"Of course we are!" Cried Soma, flinging his arms around Agni's waist and squeezing tightly. "He is my lover!"

"Ok, well, that wasn't quite necessary but, yeah, thanks." Ciel muttered, hearing a low chuckle behind him. "But thanks for the food so, um, you can leave now-"

"Ciel!" Sebastian sent a sharp open hand smack behind the back of the bluenette's head, earning a yelp from his lover. "What's wrong with you?!" He hissed, snatching the box from Ciel. "Apologize, now!"

"No need, no need." Agni assured, gently tugging at Soma's coat. He offered a warm smile and beckoned his partner to follow him to the door. "We were rude not to have called you ahead of time to announce our intentions. Please forgive us, we must take our leave."

"I have a paper to write for my class on Monday!" Soma huffed, pouting his discontent. "And Agni has to get to work."

"So you'll be cooking tonight at the pub?" Sebastian asked hopefully.

"Yes, Bard only cooks on Tuesdays and Wednesdays. Ironically enough, those are our slowest nights." Agni laughed good heartedly. "Will you be coming by later?"

"Of course." Sebastian shook hands with Agni and waved goodbye to Soma. "It was good to see you again, Prince Soma."

"Of course it is." Soma snorted in a haughty manner. "I am royalty, you know!"

Ciel watched wide eyed as the pair walked out of their home and drove the short distance to their own home down the road. "Sebastian, is he really a prince or just full of shit?" He placed the box of curry buns on the hallway table and followed Sebastian out of the foyer.

The raven haired man sighed, he had taken a seat on the plush dark brown couch in the great room just outside of the foyer. He was tired from their long strange first day in the house. "No of course not." He smirked, patting the empty space next to him in a silent plea for Ciel to sit next to him. He ached to feel the young man's warmth against his body. "Agni is his legal guardian and caretaker since Soma is a bit . . . um . . . delusional."

"I don't get it." Ciel frowned, plopping down next to his tall lover and snuggling into his side. "How the hell are they lovers? And what do you mean by delusional? And better yet, when did you first meet them?" Sebastian almost moaned at the amorous display in their close proximity. It made his heart beat faster whenever Ciel curled himself into Sebastian's body as if seeking a nest to burrow safely in.

"First off, Agni took guardianship of Soma after they became lovers." Sebastian began, humming at the sight of Ciel's small feet tucked neatly under his lap. "Secondly, Soma suffers from mental illness due to a traumatic childhood."

"No shit." He scoffed.

"I'm serious." Sebastian looped his arm around Ciel's shoulders and pulled him closer. "I met Agni at the local pub one night last Spring when I had finalized the lease and was staying overnight; he's their cook." Ciel nodded and rested his head against his lover's chest. "After a bit of polite conversation we discovered that we were neighbors and got to talking about how we both had male significant others. To be honest, I was really surprised when he confided in me about Soma's condition."

"That he's crazier than a shit house loon?" Ciel snorted.

"No." Sebastian retorted, his demeanor suddenly serious. "Soma has Disassociation Disorder." A look of shock swept over Ciel's face, he felt a pang of regret over his callous remark.

"Split Personality?" He stared unbelieving at Sebastian. "How's that possible? He looks like he's my age! Is it a chemical imbalance or something?"

"Unfortunately, no." Rubbing his forehead, the dark eyed male shook his head. "Agni is actually a distant cousin of Soma's, they both lived not too far from each other in the city. Apparently, Soma's parents were wealthy but completely fucked in the head cocaine addicts."

"Holy shit . . . " Ciel breathed.

"Yeah, they were abusive both verbally and physically to that poor kid. Everyone in their family knew about what was happening, but no one wanted to stick their nose into their business so once Agni turned 18 he moved into his own apartment and took Soma with him." Sebastian explained calmly.

"How old was Soma?" He asked.

"He was, I think, around 13 or 14 years old?" Sebastian knitted his brows trying to recall what Agni had told him. "It caused an uproar within the family, but Agni said he had threatened to go to the police if they went after Soma."

Ciel whistled in amazement. "That's freaking crazy."

"Yeah, but that's not all," Sebastian continued. "After a few months, Agni noticed Soma having these strange bipolar type moments where he would start acting like an entirely different person. I have to admit, he did the right thing taking him to a psychologist, pretty responsible for his age at that time." He appraised. "Turned out that during the worst times of abuse, Soma would create an alter personality, a prince, in order to escape the horrors and pain of his life."

"So you're telling me that the kid I just met isn't really Soma?" Ciel was incredulous. "That wasn't even a real personality?"

"Hard to believe, eh? When he's stressed or really at his mental limit he shuts down his primary personality and slips into the persona of a prince from India. I suppose it makes him feel more powerful, more adored, maybe even more precious as a human being." Sebastian reasoned, shrugging his shoulders.

"Ah Jesus, Sebs, I just realized something." Ciel looked up at him with panic. "Soma said he had a paper due on Monday, right?"

Sebastian nodded. "Yea, and?"

"Is he going to New London University?" Ciel gulped. "Like me?"

Sebastian smiled sweetly, squeezing his boyfriend tightly before leaning in to whisper in his ear. "Even royalty needs an education."

Evening had set in early with a deep indigo sky around 5 o'clock and after much grumbling and whining, Sebastian decided that a hungry, cranky and unsatisfied Ciel wasn't worth spending the rest of his life in jail for murder. Or at least aggravated assault, he thought sourly as he led a grumpy Ciel to the car.

After their conversation on the couch the young student had decided to run upstairs to their bedroom, unpack his clothes and take a hot shower. Sebastian grieved the loss of their interrupted sex play, the dull ache in his crotch would be present for at least another hour, but he figured that it was probably best to catch a meal at the pub and go straight back home to bed.

"Crazy, this day has been just unreal." Stretching his arms above his head, he heard an audible pop from his tight back and grunted in discomfort. Shifting his body on the couch, "Crazy, just fucking crazy." He sighed, looking around at the sparsely furnished living room with its minimalist decorum.

The muted winter landscape seemed to highlight a feeling of emptiness surrounding the centuries old house, but it wasn't just the visual vacancy that seemed to unnerve Sebastian. It was the feeling that he had been in this same house when there had been warmth, life, and clarity. A strange sense of deja vu had from day one haunted the professor; it was one of the reasons he had chosen to rent the Butler House. Sebastian being a researcher to the core felt an immediate stirring within his gut that there was something very special about the house and he wanted the time to find out why.

There would be a reconciliation of his relationship with Ciel, the healing of the shattered trust within their love would soon begin and Sebastian's dream to finish his new book on paranormal activities and urban legends would also come to fruition. But in the end, nothing would be worth having if Ciel wasn't by his side. He had determined this ages ago, on nights when he held the trembling young man naked against sweat soaked skin, tears overflowing from ocean blue eyes while the older man reassured him that he would never abandon him. Sebastian needed Ciel more than he would ever admit; Ciel was his substance, his everything.

"I'll wait for you, baby." He whispered, dark red eyes glancing upwards towards the stairs as the sound of the shower echoed throughout the still house. "I'll wait for you as long as you come to me."

Cottage styled yellowed lights painted the snow covered sidewalk in a golden stream while a deep purple late afternoon sky loomed quietly overhead. Sebastian and Ciel stood outside the small corner brick faced pub inhaling deeply the smell of grilled meat and spices that poured like an appetizing perfume from the slightly ajar wooden door. Welcoming sounds of intermingled voices, loud laughter and music gave the English themed restaurant an authentic feel. This place was the real deal, they had agreed with amused glances and watering mouths.

"Let's go in, shall we?" Sebastian smiled, placing a soft kiss against the crown of Ciel's head. A rush of scarlet painted a cute blush on the student's ivory cheeks as he looked away, a pleased grin twitching at the corners of his mouth.

"After dinner . . . can we?" He ventured, glancing up hopefully.

Sebastian opened the door with one hand, his other arm encircling the young man's waist. "Yeah, I'd like that."

The icy crisp air suddenly gave way to the comforting heat of a stone fireplace situated in the center of the small pub. Around seven round tables surrounded the dining area while to the right, four booths aligned the wall. There was a lively crowd present, animatedly chattering over pitchers of beer and steaming hot plates of succulent fried food. Everywhere they turned they saw friendly faces of all ages enjoying each other's company; as well as, the freshly prepared fare Agni was cooking.

Dark wood paneling, faux candle sconces and large color framed photos of what appeared as the English countryside adorning the walls made the couple feel as if they had stepped back in time to a place far from their odd rural surroundings. The bar lining the perimeter to the left was wooden as well with shiny brass accents and cabinets decorated with Waterford glasses and bottles of varying types of alcohol. Rainbow sparkles of crystalline light bounced off the prismatic cut of the beautiful collection and expensive drink ware, earning an approving hum from Sebastian.

"Do you see the Waterford crystals up behind the glass doors of the cabinets?" He pointed out, motioning to Ciel to take a seat at the bar. "Right there is thousands of dollars of fine Irish crystal."

Before Ciel could respond a low chuckling was heard breaking through the mingling sounds of the busy pub.

"Well la-dee-fucking-dah! Is that what you highly educated people like to talk about at a bar?" Sebastian turned slowly, his jaw clenched in irritation as red eyes met with mischievous golden orbs.

"If it's educated," he spoke curtly, his arm tightening around Ciel's waist. "How did you understand it?"

Claude had been sitting at the bar watching them as they entered; they had been completely oblivious to his presence. He wore a soft black T-shirt which clung to his admiringly toned and muscled chest and abdomen; Ciel silently swept his eyes over the milky white arms and distressed deep blue denim jeans hugging his long legs and Claude's smirk grew wider; the quiet once over had not gone unnoticed.

"Good evening, Pretty." He purred, choosing to ignore Sebastian's remark and he sent the fidgeting student a devilish smile and a seductive wink. "Didn't think I'd see you again this soon." Ciel felt his entire face erupt in a heated blush.

"A-Are you disappointed?" He stammered, feeling the painful stab of Sebastian's glare drilling a hole into the side of his head. He didn't understand why he couldn't say the right things during these situations, it never ceased to amaze him how whorish he sounded.

"Not at all." Claude slid from his chair and stood in front of Ciel, calmly folding his arms over his chest. "Just figured after being at the hospital today you'd be home resting up, or something like that."

"How the fuck do you know that?" Sebastian cut in, his eyes wide with fury.

"Well hello to you too, Professor-" Claude goaded.

"Answer my question." He bristled, uncaring about how the bustling conversations within the small pub had lowered to interested whispers and curious onlookers.

Shaking his head slowly, the law officer locked eyes with the seething male. "You're some miserable shit, eh?" He snickered, clearly enjoying himself. "Think about it Einstein, I'm the chief of police in this backwards wormhole so I know everything that goes down around here."

"Including confidential patient information?" Sebastian shot back.

Claude clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Calm the fuck down, all I know is that Pretty over here was checked into the ER and that he's fine, big fucking deal, nothing to get your panties in a twist."

"His name is Ciel." Sebastian growled. "And he's mine."

"Get this shit straight." Claude stepped back and sat back down on the bar stool. "I say what I want, I do what I want, and I don't give a flying fuck who belongs to who and who the fuck it is-"

Sebastian gave him a wry smile. "You're nothing but a big insignificant fish in a small insignificant pond-"

"Sebastian!" Ciel grabbed his boyfriend's arm and pulled him away. His anxiety over the two men snapping at one another was escalating and it reminded him of too many painful incidents in their past that had been caused by his own foolishness.

"It's alright, Pretty." Claude laughed, picking up a mug of frothy beer and taking a quick sip. "Most men generally feel insecure and cranky around me. Can't blame professor for getting all riled up when I'm around. Kinda pathetic, if you ask me."

Ciel frowned and rubbed Sebastian's arm as if to soothe him. "Come on Sebs, let's go grab a table." He tugged at his arm again. "This is getting stupid."

"Nice seeing you again, blue eyes." Claude grinned. "I'm sure we'll . . . bump into each other again."

"Bastard!" Sebastian spat as he walked away towards a booth at the far corner. "I can't believe of all places he had to be here!" He sat heavily with a grunt and combed his fingers through his dark hair.

"Babe, please ignore him." Ciel begged, taking a seat across from him. "He's a cop, you know they're all crazy!"

"He's not crazy, Ciel. He's an asshole, big difference." Sebastian corrected.

"Yeah, you're right, he's the king of assholes." The young man shrugged. "But we're new here so let's not make enemies of the one person who's licensed to carry a goddamned weapon!"

"Right, right, ok. I'm calm, see?" Sebastian sighed heavily. "It's all good, ok?"

"Yeah, whatever." Glancing around, Sebastian suddenly smiled and tapped Ciel on his arm.

"I bet he was cut from the high school football team and missed his chance to get into the big times." He joked quietly.

Dark blue eyes lit up with mirth. "Yeah, he was probably that jock who gave out wedgies to newbie freshman!"

"Forever trying to compensate for a small penis." Sebastian scoffed as they both burst out in laughter. "How much you want to bet he dropped out of community college because it was too challenging?" Tears collected in the corners of Ciel's eyes as he clutched his sides trembling with unrestrained giggles.

"He was trying to have a cock fight with you but he probably comes up short!" The student added.

"Someone should've told him not to bring a butter knife to a gunfight!" The couple were in full force laughing hard over the assumed inferior size of Claude's package.

"Actually, Claude has a rather big dick." An eerily cool voice spoke.

Sebastian whipped his head around only to meet with the icy blue stare of what at first appeared to be the face of an angel. Standing next to their booth, seemingly out of nowhere, was a young man about an inch or two taller than Ciel yet as waif-like in frame with a mop of tousled sun drenched blonde hair and peaches and cream skin. He wore a simple purple sweater paired with black skinny jeans which only accentuated his slender body even more. The fact that he was beautiful nearly stunned Sebastian mute, but the impish smile laced with malice quickly cured him of his silence.

"Who-?" He stuttered.

"I'm Alois." Nodding his golden crown towards Claude who was still idly sipping his beer at the bar. "He's my boyfriend and he's stacked." He added, clearly enjoying the embarrassed looks on the couple's faces.

Ciel squirmed in his seat, unbelieving of their incredibly bad luck. "S-Sorry about tha-" He began before he was cut off by a high pitched giggle.

"You smell like a whore." Alois chuckled, "And as for the tall one here," setting his gaze upon s shocked Sebastian. He pursed his lips and sighed. "You're totally too good for him." With a short wave, Alois sauntered away towards his boyfriend, taking a seat next to him.

Ciel rubbed his forehead and shook his head. "Sebastian." His voice shook slightly. "Where did we move to?"

"Hell," Sebastian grumbled, snatching up the menu and signaling a waiter over. "Obviously Hell."