Chapter 2

The next morning Ciel woke quite early, as the sun was just ascending over the horizon. He dressed himself and stepped into the kitchen, where Sebastian was preparing breakfast.

"What's the schedule for today?" Ciel asked.

"The police station called; apparently, they have something of importance to discuss." Sebastian replied smoothly, setting out a plate of his gourmet eggs and a bowl of strawberries. "You must also finish the cartel report, and speak to Mr. Spears about the soul movement he mentioned a few days ago."

"All right, please prepare the car. I'll be ready to leave as soon as I finish eating."

Sebastian left, and Ciel thought about what he had said about Spears. William T. Spears was an acquaintance from his past, and he relied on the man to report to him anything out of the ordinary as far as the passing of souls from this plane to another. This helped Ciel pick out serial murderers and apprehend them in a timely fashion. He was looking forward to a new case to entertain his mind.

Finished with the meal, Ciel set his dishes in the sink and stepped outside, where his butler waited with the car. It would be impossible for the young boy to ever attain a driver's license, given his appearance, so he relied on Sebastian to take him to his destination.

The ride over to the police station was rather short, and Ciel was standing in front of the old-fashioned doors after a few minutes. He stepped inside and was immediately noticed by the head of the police force, who beckoned the boy over.

"Jackson," Ciel said, nodding at the man.

"Phantomhive. Look, I have someone here that I think you need to meet. He's been asking for you ever since he was taken in for disturbing the peace."

Ciel frowned. Someone was asking to see him? "What is his name?"

"Wouldn't say. Here, follow me." Jackson began walking towards the holding cells attached to the station, usually reserved for the occasional drunkard who decided picking a fight in a public bar was an excellent idea. "We gave him his own cell, because he's so bloody young. He refused to tell us who we could get to pick him up, besides you."

Young? Ciel couldn't fathom who would be asking for him, when he had no interest in befriending any of the children that were his apparent age. The two walked past the first holding cell, which was full with the usual crowd, and towards the second one. As the boy in the second cell was revealed to Ciel, he stopped in shock.

What… the hell?!

There was no mistaking the boy that sat swinging his legs off of one of the benches in the cell, even though it had been many years since he set eyes on him. The platinum blonde hair, the feminine features, the aqua eyes, the purple t-shirt-

"Hello, Ciel!" Alois Trancy said, grinning. "Fancy seeing you here."

"Y-you." The young detective was at loss for words for a moment, before composing himself and giving Alois a disdainful look. "What do you want, Trancy? How did you end up here?"

Alois sighed dramatically and put a hand to the side of his mouth, pointing obviously over to a nonplussed Jackson. "Shh, not with the mundane in the room," he fake-whispered. Feigning indifference, Ciel turned to Jackson.

"I can take him from here."

Jackson nodded and opened the cell. Alois stood up, and Ciel noticed something that completely boggled his mind.

The other boy was wearing booty shorts.

"Ooh, yay! Let's go, Ciel!" Alois squealed, grabbing the other boy's arm even as he shouted in protest, and marching the duo out of the door. "Hi, Sebastian!" Alois said to the butler standing by the car, whose eyes widened in shock for a fraction of a second before they relaxed and a pleasant smile arose on his features.

"Hello, master Trancy." He looked towards Ciel, and his smile seemed to shift into a bit of a smirk. "I am assuming this is what the officers needed to speak to you about?"

"Shut up and drive. We're going home," the boy grumbled. "I need to get this story straight."

oH MY GOD I ACTUALLY GOT LIKE, REVIEWS AND STUFF.

AND YOU GUYS LIKE IT SO FAR.

Sort of a short chapter, but I'll be writing today and hopefully the next chapter will be a bit longer! ;u; Basically what I'm trying to focus on is giving each character a very specific 'voice,' that you can completely recognize as those characters. So, basically: Sebastian is very formal; Ciel always sounds to the point and older than his years, but can show his childish side occasionally; Alois is very squeaky and happy most of the time, but you'll see him calm down at some point here :B ; Jackson is gruff and stoic. Hopefully I succeeded in doing so, at least for this chapter. c:

I went to a Panic! At The Disco concert last night and oH MY GOD IT WAS AWESOME. I'm feeling a bit under the weather from it now, but I'm ready to be freakin' productive!

LET'S DO THIS.

Until next time, guys!