So, if you remember correctly, I was supposed to update many months ago. Like, around Easter. Here's the thing though—I killed my computer. Like, it had 17 viruses on it and I couldn't do anything. My mouse wouldn't even work, it would just freeze and I'd have to restart everything. But after many months, it is fixed. It was partially my fault? But probably not all my fault considering I share this computer with two other people. Nonetheless, I'm very sorry. And without further ado, I give you chapter seven.
Ciel's face took a mighty beating. His eye was purple, his lip had a nasty cut going through it and he had a ripe bruise along his cheek. But he was happy. He and Sebastian were together constantly due to the lack of shows (for that week.) and, frankly, just their dire need to be together. The rest of the cast took Ciel's absent for embarrassment from what happened with Grell, and although none of them took Grell's side, no one looked for him because they thought it would be best for him to be "Alone". The only one who would look for him was Alois. Alois wasn't there when the spat happened, and didn't hear about it until after it happened. He had immediately ran to Ciel's room, fumingly mad.
"Ciel!" Alois flung open the door and rushed in. "Ciel!" He yelled. "What! Alois, why are you yelling." Ciel ran out from his bathroom, robe pulled around hiss naked body and hair wet from his interrupted bath. "Oh gosh Ciel!" Alois charged over and hugged him before pushing him back to inspect his face. "Jesus, he fucked you up pretty bad Ciel. You look awful." Ciel grumbled, "Thanks, That makes me feel so good. I love hearing that." Alois rolled his eyes and kissed Ciel's nose. "Ha-ha." He said blandly, "Would you rather me lie and tell you you've never looked better? Because honestly, I think that's even worse." "….no" Ciel pouts. The blond boy giggled and looked at Ciel, sadness in his eyes. "I'm sorry I wasn't there. I'm sorry you got hurt." He spoke softly. Ciel hugged him by the waist. "It's okay. You had other things to do. It's not your fault he's fucking nuts." He smiled and pulled back. "Besides, some help came along anyway."
"Ah, yes so I heard." Alois made his way to the couch. "The Opera Ghost. How exciting…" Ciel raised an eyebrow. "What's with that tone." Alois waved his hand, "Nothing, nothing! I just find it odd that this Opera Ghost was so defensive over you…" Ciel furrowed his eyebrows. "What's that supposed to mean?" "It means, I think you're a piece of shit for taking all the hot guys. Yeah, I heard about his looks!"Alois jumped up. "Mey Rin told me all about those muscle, and from what she said about his face- what she could see at least- he was fine." He pouted. Ciel sighed and raised a brow. "Well, I guess I'm just the full package." "I've seen your package, it's not that full." Ciel blushed furiously and smacked his cackling friend in the chest. "Oh shut up!" "Ok fine! I've got to go though, I just wanted to stop by and see how you were. Bye, Ciel!" He ruffled his friends hair and danced out the door. Ciel gritted his teeth and seethed. "Don't. Say. Anything." He hissed, before hearing Sebastian hysterically laugh from the bathtub.
"You know who I think would be cute together?" Ciel said. He currently had Sebastian's head in his lap and was playing with his hair. They were in Sebastians quarters, on his bed, with the lace canopy surrounding them. "Hmmm…" He questioned, sleepily. "Alois and Claude." Sebastian snorted and sat up. "Your friend and your ex lover? Boyfriend? You never had sex, and you weren't officially together… I don't know what you guys even were." He said, rubbing the bridge of his nose. Ciel rolled his eyes. "We were…something. It doesn't matter! We're not talking about that. We're talking about them. Don't you think they'd be cute?" Sebastian thought for a moment. "Well, considering I don't like Claude- at all- I don't really have a good opinion." "That's probably true. I mean, I know Alois thinks Claude's hot already, so all I have to do is make Claude think the same about Alois and then everyone can be happy!" Sebastian snorted. "You know, once you tell Claude the truth. He still thinks you guys are going to be together." Ciel went pale. "Shit… Fucking shit, you're right." "I'm always right, Ciel. And at the way things are going, you need to talk to him soon. If it were me, I'd go talk to him right now but, hey what can my op—Where are you going." He asked as Ciel began putting on his shoes. "I'm going to go talk to him. It'll be best this way." He finished tying his shoes and pulled back the canopy. Sebastian jumped up. "Wait, Ciel don't, stay with me." He pouted and jutted his lip out pleadingly. "Cut with the puppy dog eyes—" "Woof." "No! I'm going now. I'll see you later and tell you what happens." Sebastian sighed and flopped back onto the bed. "Fine. Just be quick. I want to cuddle." Ciel rolled his eyes and started walking back up to the living quarters.
When he got to Claude's door he could feel his stomach twist into knots. He lightly began to knock on the door, lip in between teeth. He could hear some movement behind the door before a shirtless and wet Claude opened up. "Ciel! This is a pleasant surprise. I haven't seen you in a couple days. Your face looks better than before. Oh – come in!" He stepped aside and let a nervous Ciel walk away. He bent down to give Ciel a kiss but Ciel turned his head. "C- Claude… we need to talk." He turned and sat down on the couch, head hanging. "Ciel… what's wrong?" He sat down next to Ciel but left some space in between them. "Claude you see… I think you're a really great guy. I think anyone would be lucky to have someone like you by their side! But you see… I'm not that person. It's not that I don't think you're good enough, I think you're great but—" "There's someone else." Ciel looked at him shocked. "H-how'd you know?" He said quietly. "You wouldn't have talked to me like that if you just didn't want to be with me." Claude said. He had a small smile on his lips, but sad eyes. "I'm not mad—what's there to be mad about? You we're never really mine to keep. Disappointed, yes. You're a great guy Ciel. But I'm not mad. I wish you and whoever the other person is the best of luck." Ciel smiled, tears in his eyes. "Thank you, Claude. I wish you the best of luck with whomever it is you end up with in the future." Ciel got up and kissed Claude on the cheek. "Thank you." He smiled at him again before leaving. Claude sighed and stood, going over to the small bar in the corner of the large room. He picked up his strongest bottle and popped it open. "I guess it's just going to be you and me for a while."
A couple hours later Alois found himself outside Claude's Room. You need to tell him how you feel. If you just keep in inside It'll just eat you inside and you already feel terrible about what happened before so just go and DO IT. Alois knocked at the door violently. "Claude, it's me! Open up please!" He waited a moment before knocking again. "Claude, are you there? C-claude…" he bit his lip and turned to leave before the door opened. "Oh! Claude you're here! I thought you we're out. If you're busy I can come…"Alois stopped as Claude went back into his room, leaving the door open as an invitation. Alois furrowed his brow and walked in. He crinkled his nose. "It smells like hella fucking alcohol in here." " That's because I'm trying to drown myself in it." He said, taking a swig from what looked to be a bottle of whiskey. "What—Why?" Alois sat down on Claude's bed, curious as to why he would be doing this to himself. He walked drunkenly to Alois and crawled onto the bed, cuddling up against a pillow. "Ciel's with another man. I'm assuming it's a man. I couldn't see him with a woman. He tried that once with this girl Elizabeth," Claude snorted a laugh, "That was a sight." Alois gaped. "He's with someone else? Wait wait wait. When did this happen?!" He said exasperatedly. Claude flailed his arms and, with wide eyes said, "I dunno! He just waltzed in here and said he was with someone else!" He took another drink and slurred, "Imean, he was more elok-eloc-eloquent than that, ansooo much more polite-" He brushed his messy hair back from his head and adjusted his glasses," But yeah, he's with someone else. I dunno the guy, but lucky him. Son of a bitch…" He pouted and flung the top part of his body off the bed so all the blood went to his head. Alois stood there in shock. "Wow… I mean, I'm sorry Claude. This is a really shitty way to get over it though." Alois took the bottle from Claude's hand, Claude giving a whine and made grabby hands for it back. "Noooooo. I want to feel nothing." Alois rolled his eyes and took the bottle to the bar. "You might feel nothing now, but you'll feel it tomorrow. Trust me, I'd know." Claude snorted and sat up. "You're too young to be drinking like that." Alois shrugged and walked back over. "I'm too young to be feeling that bad, but it happens anyway." Claude nodded in agreement and was quiet for a while. "I want to be happy for him, but I just feel bad. But I also feel relieved because a part of me wasn't with him anyway…" He spoke quietly, so quiet it was almost a whisper. "What do you mean, Claude?" Alois sat cross legged on the bed and listened.
"Ever since the night we had sex, I've felt different. Like, I know we don't know each other that well, and I know it's so wrong of me, but it's been in my head and I can't get it out! But I felt so guilty and I pretended not to remember but I did- I do- and I just—" He stopped and let out a sob. Alois looked at him with sad eyes and scooched over to put his arms around the crying man. "Claude, hey! Look at me. It's okay." Alois smiled and wiped away the tears. "It's okay." The man wailed, "No it's not! My luck is terrible. I end up with feelings for people who have none for me! It hurts so bad, I don't want to do it anymore!" Alois moved his face so they were looking straight at each other. "No feelings? Claude, why do you think I came here tonight? To talk about politics? I came to tell you how I felt!" Claude cocked his head. "How you feel?" He sniffed. Alois nodded.
"I came because the feelings were eating me alive. I had to tell you, whether you felt the same or not. I wanted you to know how I felt…" Alois smiled softly. Claude looked at him amazed. "How do you feel?" Alois blushed. "I'm not totally sure, honestly. But I do know it's strong. I do know that I want to find out. And I know I want to find out with you." Claude sighed. "God, I hope I'm not imagining this." Alois laughed at him and kissed his lips softly. "I assure you, you're not. You should rest though. You need to sleep off all the alcohol, and pray the hangover isn't as bad as I'm guessing it will be." Claude pulled Alois down onto the bed next to him. "Only if you stay with me." Alois smiled," I think that can be done."
Here it is! Chapter seven. I apologize once more for my absence. It sucked. But here's a question for you guys: Is there anything you want to want to see in the story? Because im ngl, I kind of haven't planned out everything that will happen, so if you think of something, tell me! Anyway, I'm done Remember to favorite, review, and reccomend. Good day, Goodnight, and Good morning.
-TLE
