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"You're going to go to Hell for this."

Ciel was embarrassed. In fact, Ciel was more embarrassed than he had ever been before in his life. He was more embarrassed than the one time Alois told everyone that they had made out, omitting the fact that Ciel was drunk off his face when it happened. He felt like everyone in the entire school had heard about him knocking Aria Tamburlaine to the ground and he didn't doubt it because everywhere he went stares and whispers followed him. He could still feel the stares as he got into his grandfather's car and shut the door.

He stayed silent as the car pulled out of the parking lot and turned onto the street.

"Not even going to say hello, Ciel?" His grandfather asked after the car remained silent for a few minutes.

"Sorry, grandfather, it's been a tough day." Ciel said, sinking down into his seat.

"I'm sure it has. So, tell me, how exactly did you manage to knock Aria Tamburlaine onto the floor of the cafeteria?" Correction: Ciel was now mortified.

"How on Earth do you know that?" Ciel asked, wishing that he could turn into a particle of dust and disappear forever.

"I am the principal, you know. I've heard quite a few students talking about it in the hallways." Ciel groaned and sunk farther into his seat.

"So?" His grandfather pressed.

"So, what?" Ciel asked in confusion.

"So, how did you manage to become the talk of the school in minutes?" He asked in jest, elbowing Ciel playfully.

"I don't know! I was walking out of the cafeteria because Alois was being exceptionally irritating today and all of a sudden she was underneath me and I was laying like a boulder on top of her." His grandfather laughed wholeheartedly.

"Well she's quite the looker, isn't she?" Ciel's face was a burning reminder of his embarrassment.

"Grandfather!" He sputtered.

"What? Her and those brothers of hers hardly even look like students. They look like they should be on the front cover of some Greek magazine. Or maybe Italian… Which do you think Ciel?"

"I think that you should stop talking about her and drive because the light has been green for a while now." Ciel snapped, sulking.

"Ho, ho, ho," His grandfather chuckled. "I'm sorry. You know, I've only ever seen you so flustered once before and you refused to tell me what happened." Ciel plucked a piece of lint from his pants.

"It was Alois related." His grandfather chuckled again.

"Oh ho, of course it was. Nobody riles you up quite like that young man. He brings out the best in you." Ciel scoffed.

"How is angering me every chance he gets bringing out the best in me?"

Ciel's grandfather glanced over at him, seeing the sulking expression on his face.

"It's not the emotion that matters, Ciel. It's the fact that he can evoke emotion out of you at all. You've been closed of ever since your parents passed away. Becoming friends with Alois Trancy has broken down that wall a bit. You smile a lot more these days." As if a switch was flipped Ciel's face became passive and he focused his attention on the light rain that had begun to wet the windows of the car.

His grandfather sighed, seeing his reaction. His parents had always been a sensitive subject for him, as if mentioning them brought on a tidal wave of old memories. Though, that was exactly his point. For a long time he acted that way whether his parents were mentioned or not, that Alois seemed to serve as a great distraction.

...

"Who was that!?" Freckles asked for the umpteenth time since we had sat down at the lunch table. I was practically twitching from the amount of people staring at us. The whispering had grown into full blown chatter, everyone speculating about what had just happened. It honestly wasn't that big of a deal. Someone bumped into me. He knocked me down, but he helped me back up and apologized. It's not like he randomly ran up to me and kissed me. It was an accident. But at the same time…

Why did it bother me so much?

I felt embarrassed as if I had been caught at school with only my underwear on. But maybe that was because the entire cafeteria was staring intently at me.

"Why aren't you answering us?!" Aleistor cried, banging his palm on the table. Great, just get a cameraman in here and this could be a great reality tv show. I ignored them both, as I had been doing since we had sat down and continued scraping at some frozen fruit thing Freckles had gotten me from the lunch line. Was it even actual fruit? It looked like strips of raw meat surrounded by ice.

"Actually, wait…" Aleistor said as if he had just had an epiphany. "Wasn't that… a Phantomhive? What was his name…?" He grabbed his chin and held his chin in deep thought. Suddenly he snapped his fingers and pointed at me.

"Ciel. Ciel Phantomhive." Ciel? That was his name? Didn't that mean sky in French? I thought for a moment. Well, it also means heaven and… blue. A surprisingly fitting name.

"Ciel Phantomhive!?" Doll cried. "Aren't his family the proprietors of the school!?"

"I'm impressed, Freckles." Aleistor commended. "You're surprisingly well informed. But sadly… incorrect. His family used to be the proprietors. Until his parents died nearly a decade ago. Now the school is owned by Victoria's family. Oh- but I believe his grandfather is the principal still." It was becoming increasingly hard to act uninterested by the conversation. His family must be rich and aristocratic. Maybe that's why he seems so above everyone else.

Freckled piped up at the new information. "I think that he's in our art class, isn't he, Aria? That's so sad about his parents dying. How did they-"

"Can you stop talking about him? I couldn't care less about his past or family history." Which was true, I didn't care, I was only mildly curious. "He just bumped into me and happened to knock me down. It was an accident."

"He caressed your face!" Aleistor shouted in disbelief. "If it was an accident than I refuse to believe that you two don't know each other!" I closed my eyes in an attempt to contain my frustration. At this point going home was going to be twice as bad as what I was going through now. I sighed. Claude was going to throw an absolute fit.

"There was something in my hair. He took it out. End of story. Leave it alone." I snapped. Aleistor looked ready to protest again so I said in as harsh of a tone as I could muster,

"If you say another word about it I swear to you I will get up from this table, I will leave this cafeteria, and I will walk all the way home right now." I look both of them in the eye and wait a moment for them to decide if they want to continue or not. Finally, when they both seem to get the point I go back to scraping the ice from the meat pieces.

"So, how did you two meet?" Freckles asks after a moment of silence.

Although she wasn't specific in who she was talking about, Aleistor jumped in to answer.

"I am so glad that you asked!" Aleistor gasped. "You see it was last year, when Aria first started attending this school and I was practicing for a track meet…" I barely resisted the urge to knock myself unconscious by banging my head against the lunch table.

...

When Ciel arrived at home he noticed his phone that had been turned off all day was filled with notifications and missed phone calls.

He sighs and closes his bedroom door behind him. After the drama that happened with his friends earlier that day he was definitely not looking forward to how big of a deal they were going to make over what happened with Aria.

He skims over the multitudes of messages and notices, much to his surprise, that there's only one message from Alois.

Now who's in the negatives bitch?

'Brings out the good in me, my ass'; Ciel thinks bitterly. He looks at the rest of his messages.

Soma, who had sent the most messages, is still in disbelief about the bet he made with Alois. Mey-rin desperately wishes that she had seen it herself. Bard hopes that it's not as bad as it sounds and makes a weak attempt to cheer him up.

And… Lizzie.

Can we talk? Call me when you get home x

The last thing Ciel wants to do is talk to Lizzie right now.

The two had dated each other in the last years of middle school and through the first year of high school. Ciel was the one who broke it off. Dating was Lizzie's idea to begin with. Ciel never saw her as more than a friend. But, Lizzie was utterly in love with him and didn't take the break-up well. Though, Finny was there to console her and restore her to some degree of happiness it wasn't until Ciel reassured her that they could stay friends that she finally perked back up. But, evident in their entire second year of high school, Lizzie took that as an invitation to try her hardest to get him back. Much to Finny's dismay. And though her attempts were in vain Lizzie still managed to keep Ciel from dating anyone by staking her absolute claim on him even though they weren't dating.

So, Ciel was sure a phone call with her would be exhausting. But, Ciel being ever-the-gentleman couldn't just ignore her.

"You wanted to talk, Lizzie?" He asked, when she answered the phone.

"Oh. Hi, Ciel. Yes, I did." He could hear her fidgeting with something over the line.

"Why did you agree to do such a vulgar thing with Alois? I've been trying to think of a reason all day. He's asked you to do crazy things with him before, but you've never agreed to any of it. So...why now?" Ciel sighed.

"I don't know. He talked me into it." He replied flippantly. He couldn't honestly answer the question himself.

"You don't have to go through with it. You could just tell him that he's an idiot and the bet is off." She tried.

"I can't do that." He heard the sound of ripping fabric.

"Ciel! You- You can't do this! How can you even… consider it! Alois has no chance at all! What are you going to do if you win!? Have sex with her and then what?! J-just toss her to the side!? How can you even consider doing that?!" Lizzie's voice was breaking all over the place and Ciel was sure that she had started to cry.

"I haven't thought that far ahead."

"W-What is wrong with you Ciel!?" Lizzie screeched. "Are you doing this just because you want to win against Alois or because you like her!?"

"I don't know."

"You really are worse than Alois if you go through with this. The worst kind of person. You're going to go to Hell for this." Then she hung up.

Ciel sighed and put his phone down.

He knew he was being unnecessarily mean to her. He knew what she wanted to hear, he just couldn't bring himself to say those things.

The worst part was that he didn't even feel that bad about it.

Oh it's been so long since I last updated. Or at least it feels like it! Anyways we are back on track now and it'll hopefully be a while before the next once a month update. Hope you all enjoy the next few chapters. And thank you guys so incredibly much for all the support and feedback on the last chapter! It means a lot! Let's get just as much support on this chapter!

Also the site once again did something weird with the way I separate the parts of the chapter. I just realized that if I put in dashes "-" it automatically takes it away when I post it. So for chapters 2 and 3 that's what happened and I apologize if it was difficult to read because it was all mushed together. It's fixed now hopefully so sorry about that again!