A/N: the things I do for you guys

the things I do :'(

It had taken Elizabeth Midford about a day's travel in the humid summer heat to get to the Phantomhive estate. Even in her lightest summer dress and stockings, she was still sweating like mad.

She tapped her foot impatiently, hands on her hips, at the gate of the Phantomhive estate, waiting for somebody- anybody, to come and open the gates for her. No matter how much she or her servants pulled at the gates, they would not budge a bit. She started to scan each window she saw, analyzing each and every one for even the slightest movement. She saw none.

Minutes, and to Elizabeth, hours, slowly passed by and still no sign of anybody home. If Ciel were home, even with an unexpected visit, she wouldn't have to wait at all, especially with that perfect butler of his. So maybe Ciel and his butler wasn't home. But what about the servants? Even though Ciel's servants were so fun to play with and dress up, they weren't as perfect, or even close, as Ciel's butler.

After more minutes of complaining and foot tapping, a servant, who she identified as Mey-Rin, unlocked the gate and greeted her.

"Oh we're so, so, so very sorry for the wait, Miss Elizabeth!" Mey-Rin said with a bow, "We were just very busy getting ready for... Ciel's arrival! Have you gotten our letter?"

Elizabeth felt much better now, "Yes, I have gotten your letter. I was just worried about poor Ciel! By the way, do you know where he's staying?"

There was a pause. "...Uh, no, Miss Elizabeth, I believe that's confidential information. We're just servants at this estate."

Elizabeth wouldn't have it; she was skeptical of that letter all along. She nodded slowly, obviously not believing a word Mey-Rin had said... and Mey-Rin caught on.

"Miss Elizabeth, that is the truth! We are telling you everything we know!" Mey-Rin yelled exasperatedly.

Finnian, who was just walking out to also greet Elizabeth, heard the yell and ran to Mey-Rin's side, getting down on his knees and started to plead. "Oh Miss Elizabeth! We're sorry! We're sorry! But we don't know where he is! He's been gone for a week or so and we're starting to get worried! Please don't dress us up in those frilly dresses again..."

Mey-Rin jabbed him in the side angrily, giving Elizabeth a pitiful apologetic face.

"Miss Elizabeth," Mey-Rin said, "Finnian... is... has said the truth. We, uh, don't know where he is. We're sorry! We truly are!"

Elizabeth gasped, putting her hands on her mouth in shock. Her suspicions were true; Ciel was gone, probably kidnapped, or worse, maybe even kidnapped by that scary murderer Robin Hood, only to be tortured at his house and sent to die! She couldn't possibly allow this!

Elizabeth's eyes watered up, vision becoming slightly blurred and watery. She didn't fight back the tears and let them flow. What could she possibly do? She was just Elizabeth Midford; fiance, cousin, and friend of Ciel Phantomhive. She was just a girl; she was just the damsel in distress... she couldn't possibly play the knightly prince who saves the day... she always planned it was the other way around.

What could she possibly do?

When Ciel Phantomhive got back, he was ready to collapse on a bed and sleep, but Alois, ever the hyper-active blond, kept on skipping around, praising Ciel for all his help. After a long and tiring walk to Alois's estate, they headed to what Ciel made out to be Alois's bed quarters, the same luxurious room he woke up in. Ciel sat down on the bed, yawning, but Alois just continued to skip around giddily.

"Oh, Ciel, did you see the look on his face? It was priceless!" Alois went on and on about the look on everyone's faces, giggling madly. Ciel just stared on, shaking his head slowly.

"Alois, if you would please quiet down, I would like to sleep tonight... or whatever is left of tonight," Ciel said, getting up from the bed to look around for suitable clothing to wear for bed.

"But why would I want to do that? Ciel, you're no fun! Why can't you have any fun? Ciel, one of these days, you and me are going to have fun! Have you ever heard of that?" Ciel sighed as Alois went on about having fun.

"No, Alois, I don't like fun... do you have any night clothing that would fit me?" Ciel said, opening drawers made out of expensive marble. Inside of one he saw "VP" etched inside. He shrugged it off.

"How could you not like fun? I knew you were sort of a downer, but you really do not want to have any fun? Any at all? Oh... um, let me see..." Alois went over to a drawer and dug through it to find the smallest garment in there. Eventually he found one, but it was still a size too big for Ciel. Ciel frowned and snatched it from Alois, walking over to a corner of the room.

"Could you please not look?" Ciel yelled at Alois, blushing madly.

"No, I want to look," Alois said in his usual flirtatious way.

Ciel gave a heavy sigh, went back to the bed, and threw a very fluffy pillow at Alois's face.

"Hey! What was that for?" Alois said, almost as if he were mad.

"Now, if you would please go in another room so I may please change?" Ciel said coldly.

"...No, that was actually sort of fun! Oh, Ciel, you're actually learning to have fun!" Alois started clapping giddily.

Ciel glared daggers at Alois, taking note that killing people made him strangely... excessively giddy. For some reason. Ciel grabbed another fluffy pillow, walking over to Alois and hitting him with it. Alois took it with surprise, and grabbed the pillow on the ground next to him as quickly as he could.

"If I have a... pillow fight... with you, will that make you happy enough to leave me alone tomorrow and allow me to change?"

Alois considered this briefly, "Hm, I can't guarantee the first part, but I will allow you to change. But if I win, I'll change you myself!"

Ciel scowled, trying to fight the blood rushing to his face, "Fine, Trancy, you have a deal," Ciel sighed, putting his hand out for Alois to shake. Alois took the hand and shook it vigorously.

"But I make the rules," Ciel said, "First off, whoever gets the other begging for mercy wins. Second off, I don't want you cheating, Trancy. I don't know how one could cheat at a... game... like this, but I'm sure you'd find a way..."

"Fine," Alois pouted, "But when I win you better not chicken out!"

Ciel grabbed his pillow and hit Alois with it as hard as he possibly could, causing Alois to giggle.

"False start, Ciel! I didn't say go!" Alois said, causing Ciel to sigh loudly to express his irritation.

"Okay... go!" Alois and Ciel started hitting each other like mad, each trying to best the other. Apparently, though, it appeared that Ciel wouldn't be backing down any time soon. Ciel continuously smacked the boy with his pillow, trying his best to win.

They kept hitting each other for several minutes on end, until both boys were running out of breath. They did not stop, however, they both wanted to win. Ciel noticed that the other boy was getting tired too, and that only made him start hitting harder, smothering Alois's face with the feathery object.

"Okay, okay! Fine! Fine! Ciel, you win..." Alois said, gasping for breath. Ciel smirked in triumph and directed Alois to the door.

"But this isn't over yet!" Alois said in a mocking tone as he left, "I'll get you next time!"

Ciel almost smiled. Almost.