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Hey guys. Sorry for not updating but a bunch of shit has been happening lately that I really don't want to talk about. It's been nearly half a year, huh? ...It's really hard for me to say this, but...should I continue this story? I mean, I know for a fact that I would continue to write this story (albeit a LOT slower) but I want to know if you guys are still reading this. Sorry about not updating for a really long time. Also, I heard that you're not allowed to upload chapters without it being an actual chapter, so how about a little Alois and Ciel fluff to compensate for not updating? Also, I'm a bit rusty on the characters' demeanor because I've fallen out of the kuroshitsuji fandom (Hetalia: that stuff is so addicting, I swear), so here goes nothing...

Ciel sauntered lazily down the streets of England, ignoring the shouts and mysteriously strong shoves of young children that passed by. He took a moment to gaze at a French-themed cafe which sported welcoming pastel colors. The aroma of tea wafted to his longing nose, causing the boy to sigh in content.

That is, until a familiar voice shattered the serenity of the moment.

"And then I was all, what the fuck? Isn't that so annoying, Timber?"

Oh. Ciel's nose scrunched up in distaste at the sound of Alois. It was quite ironic, really. These days, it seemed as if the world was out to get the earl.

Ciel quickly looked around. And there, in his usual attire, sat Alois, drinking a cup of coffee. Timber sat next to him, sighing in exasperation. The poor worker had most likely been dragged there.

As if mocking his already bad luck, the pair was seated right in front of the damn restaurant. Ah, yes. The world really did dislike him. Was it because he had accidentally spilled his cup of tea on Sebastian when the butler had scolded him for the latter's use of profanity? Or perhaps it was for the time he used his cane to...

Ciel shook his head. Maybe he could sneak past the duo, unnoticed–

"Ciel!"

"God dammit," Ciel muttered under his breath. Was it really his fault for being quite cynical?

Alois sprinted to Ciel, embracing him tightly. "How convenient!" Since when did the boy know of the word convenient? He clapped his hands in delight. "Timber is so bloody boring. But that's all right, since you came!"

Ironically, Timber had managed to sneak away while Alois was turned around.

Lucky bastard.

Ciel sighed as Alois dragged him away, blushing as he coiled his free arm around Ciel's back.

"Let's go get some cotton candy– huh? You have a stain on your sleeve." He pointed to the repulsive blotch on Ciel's sleeve.

How odd. Sebastian had been the one to do his laundry that evening... Oh.

Alois smiled mischievously, tugging on Ciel's coat. "We can't have that happening, right? It looks so... unsightly..."

Of course, the taller one's statement caused Ciel to grit his teeth nervously. "Since when did you know the word unsightly?" he pondered aloud, attempting to unsuccessfully alter the subject. It was a complete tragedy that he didn't.

"Oh, shut the fuck up," Alois grumbled, rolling. They then flickered back to their previous message. Soon enough, a devilish smirk graced his expression.

"What the–! Alois, can't you just fo-fold the thing? Let go of me this instant!"

A small child passed by with his mother in tow. "Mama, how come that boy's face is red? And how come his clothes are messy?" The mother made haste to usher her boy out of the two's sight.

Alois winked to curious pedestrians as he promptly dragged Ciel away to the latter's mansion.

Later that evening, Meyrin entered Ciel's room, forgetting to knock.

"U-um, Mister Sebastian said it was time for..." she flushed as soon as she saw Alois and Ciel. "O-oh...sorry for interrupting!" she squeaked, slamming the door. "I-I'll go t-tell Mister S-Sebastian that you're...bu-busy," came her muffled voice as she briskly walked away.

"Wa-wait!" Ciel exclaimed too late. "I-it's not what it looks like!"

Though...we all know, for a well known fact, that it was exactly how it looked like...

Thank you for reading this. So...should I continue this story?

~LuNa