FINALLY FINISHED. WHOOP. This has taken me sooooooo long to write; 50% percent because its a long story and 50% because I'm lazy. Thankyou for having patience. :3 Just wanted to mention a few things~ First of all, the characters are of course based on the original but also on real people..My Alois is actually based mainly on myself XD So it surprises me that quite a few people are saying that my Alois acts like them xD I HAVE SO MANY TWINS! 3 And Ciel is based on about 5 different people...ehehe...Well I won't keep you waiting, go ahead and read~
Lock up your bocchans. With cuffs on their wrists and stars in their eyes; young Earls will attempt the strangest of activities, and it is the butler's job to stop them from doing so. So what has my butler been doing all this time? While I have been dragged across the city; restricted from my own personal space, experienced the sight of sexual lamp post harassment and many other things I'd prefer not to mention Sebastian has most probably been lazing on his backside doing nothing at all. I'm seriously going to kill that darned son-of-a-Satan when he returns.
Back to the subject, I have just agreed to adopt my enemy. A foolish idea you might think, but it felt right at the time. I have been agreeing to some wild things during Alois' company, I seriously need to think before I act. "Idiot, I don't love you, nor should you love me, I am not homosexual." I disgustedly remarked to my blonde rival who had previously confessed his love for me. "Don't lie to me, Phantomhive" Alois began to reply: "Despite my loss of senses at that time I could hear everything around me, especially what you said. My limbs were overly weak I couldn't even lift my eyelids to look at you panic; I was a living statue. I did eventually lose my consciousness."
Argh, dammit. Look what I've got myself into. I think it's time to be a little more truthful to him. Yep, I have to admit, I am in love with him. The feeling of it is unusual, inappropriate and I hate it, I really, really hate it. The boy in front of me was once again looking at me as if he was staring into my soul, I couldn't look away from those powerful eyes; it was almost hypnotism. I bit my lip, hoping he'd say something, but I guess it was my turn to talk. "You're right. I lied to you. I'm...I'm..."
"You're in love with me." He interrupted. I nodded in embarrassment; this is the first love confession I've ever made, hopefully it's my last too. Alois smiled slowly before wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his head on my shoulder. "You know Ciel, I've always feared of dying alone. Dying without love in my life, sinking into the depths of hell without a single memory to look back at and smile...It's good to know someone loves me." He whispered softly in a more masculine voice than usual, that voice seem to echo in my mind. He moved his head to face me I wrapped my arms around his neck wanting to smile, wanting to desperately.
It seemed as if he smiled for me. He quickly kissed me before moving away and skipping over to his wardrobe. Alois opened it humming lightly and picked up a large suit case. I raised an eyebrow as he opened it, Alois grinned and demanded "Get in the suitcase." I shook my head, my eyes widening. "You've got to be joking." I mumbled glaring at him. At the time, Alois smirked devilishly and pushed me on the bed climbing on top. "If you are not going to obey to my plan of our escape, you'll have to stay here and be harassed."
He's joking; please tell me he's joking. I seriously hope he doesn't go too far with whatever that perverted cunning mind of his is planning. I can't stop him, I know I can't. Is this a punishment? Or maybe according to Alois' seeming desires is this actually a treat? It's impossible to tell. Before I met Alois I would have never imagined being 'bottom' in this situation. I felt a hand pulling up the shirt I had 'borrowed' from the costume box in the theatre I had been dragged to previously. The hand stroked my bare adolescent chest and Alois started kissing it, moving downwards. His actions made my breath heavier but I tried and tried to resist appearing weak. My cheeks formed from a small blush to my whole face turning bright red as I felt Alois fingers beginning to attempt unbuttoning the costume's black trousers.
Where...Where is he looking? What is he...Oh no...No. He is going to see my-
"ALOIS!" I screeched. Alois stopped immediately to look up at me and listen "Okay I give up, I will get in the suitcase..." I whispered, my cheeks reddening even more. Alois chuckled then pushed himself off of me and helped me get into the suitcase. I guess being cramped in an old filthy suitcase is better than being undressed and touched by someone you're supposed to hate. I could see nothing but hear everything around me. The case began moving up and down; I think Alois was walking downstairs or something. Afterwards I heard familiar voices:
"Hannah, I want you to take me to the Phantomhive Manor this instant."
"W-wouldn't Claude be angry if you left without his p-permission?"
"Do you want to lose your remaining eye or not, Cyclopes woman?"
"...I'll get the horse ready."
"That's what I like to hear."
Everything seemed quiet for awhile; a couple minutes later the only sound the human ear could catch was the sound of horse hoofs; we were in the carriage. I knocked on the side of the suitcase trying to get Alois' attention. Eventually Alois opened up the suitcase; revealing the atmosphere to me and helped me out. "I remember when your butler visited my mansion and you were cramped in a suitcase, good memories eh, Boxchan?" Alois laughed, nudging my shoulder. This idiot, this crazy little idiot. I hate him so much I love him. "Pffft, shut up you." I said, rolling my eyes and looking around me. The carriage was the same as before; black and plain. The only fascinating sight was the world beyond the vehicle's window.
The sun shone so bright it was almost blinding, I must've stayed overnight. In that case Sebastian must already have returned wondering where I am. Heh, must be worried sick right now. I noticed Alois had lie down on the seats beside me, gripping his hair. "Alois?" I poked his ankle, waiting for a reply. No response. Maybe he was lost in thought; like I have been recently. I wonder if he thinks like I do; listing possibilities of events, imagining the future and getting hideous remembrances of the past at unpredicted moments. "I wish…" Alois mumbled, "I wish I could gather the bodies of those who have hurt me, rip them apart and watch the shreds fall and melt into the depths of hell, knowing I will see them nevermore." He finished. "Do you ever feel that way, Ciel?"
The hell..? That was pretty sudden. Isn't really the sort of topic most people would bring up on the spot, nevertheless Alois isn't like most people. I nodded to him "Why ask?" I questioned, trying not to sound too suspicious. He sat up, tilted his head and shrugged his shoulders. It's a pity I seem to never get useful answers out of him. Alois started searching thoroughly for something under his seat all of a sudden, and then relaxed back holding some sort of black and white cloth. "I think you'll look quite stunning in this outfit. Happy early Birthday, Ciel."He whispered, handing me the garments. I held them up to examine, it appeared to be a carefully detailed yet inappropriately lengthened maid dress. I must admit, it was quite attractive, though I felt uneasy at the fact this 18+ maid dress was my size.
The carriage doors opened just in time; with Hannah behind them waiting. I hide the dress behind my back and stepped out. My beautiful and beloved house stood before me; bright coloured flowers and emerald green bushes grew outside the house, from the state of the garden it was obvious Sebastian had returned. I breathed in at the sight, of my home, I was glad to be back. "Are you going in or not?" Alois laughed, nudging my shoulder. I replied with a simple roll of eyes and swiftly walking towards my own exquisite house, the Phantomhive Manor. The red-headed maid with glasses the size of compact mirrors was sweeping dead leaves away from the patio until she noticed our arrival. She peered up and began talking in her usual annoying tone.
"M-Master! You're back! Bard! Pluto! Finny! Tanaka! Sebastian! Young Master has returned!" She shouted in such a pitch me and Alois had to cover our ears; she spoke a bit more quietly afterwards. "Oh, I see you've brought a visitor. Have we met before?" Meyrin kept on, looking at Alois. He didn't seem to be listening, Alois observed the garden and house before casually skipping inside. Meyrin raised an eyebrow but resumed to finishing the chores. I ran in after him calling his name, he ignored me. I entered the painstakingly clean vestibule, looked one way and looked the other; Alois was nowhere to be seen. The manor was suspiciously quiet; no voices, no crashing of plates, just the sound of my own breathing. Peering through the rooms in the corridor curiously in search for Alois I finally heard a familiar voice.
Like a lullaby of some sort, or maybe even a song. Whatever it was, Alois was surely singing it. Unusually more masculine than his usual voice yet it was a happy sounding tune, with a hint of what seemed sadness. Eventually, the song broke into speech. "Phantomhive! Come look who I found!" Alois screeched emerging from one of the rooms. A man appeared with him: he was a tall, pale skinned, dark haired male with gleaming scarlet eyes. Indeed you've probably already figured who this mysterious figure might be so I won't tell you, I will give one clue and one clue alone.
Butler. He smiled at me softly, wearing the usual black tailcoat and standing in his usual proud way. "Welcome home young master. We've all been looking forward to your return, do relax in the lounge and I'll make some earl grey for you, but firstly, might you be able to explain the presence of this unexpected guest? " he said, glaring at Alois. There was a silence for a second or to, before Alois stuck his tongue out childishly at Sebastian. My butler rolled his eyes, turning to me for an answer. "Sebastian. A lot happened while I had left, so much in fact me and Trancy feel differently about each other. Alois no longer detests you, so I ask you one favour. Replace this boy's Faustian contact with yours and let him live here with me. Treat him as you would treat me and protect him from Claude. That an order." Sebastian stood startled for a moment, but soon that facial expression cleared and he bowed before me. "Yes, my lord."
My loyal servant returned to his previous standing position and grinned. "Alois. Show me your tongue. " Sebastian demanded. Alois followed his instructions, exposing his Faustian contract. My butler then reached into his coat pocket, and pulled out a miniature jar of some kind of rose coloured dust labelled in a different language. He removed one glove with his teeth as usual, opened the jar and picked up as small amount sprinkling it on Alois' tongue. Alois seemed a bit uneasy, but relaxed as Sebastian knew what he was doing.
The dust dissolved, as well as the contract. What an interesting way to get rid of it; I never knew such dust existed. Sebastian then told Alois to close his mouth and a soon as he did my butler put a hand over Alois' it. There was a frozen silence. Alois' eyes began widening and his pure blue pupils minimized. I felt a strong urge to pull Alois away from Sebastian; I was worried he was going to get hurt. I soon remembered the day I made a contract with Sebastian; I remembered his ethereal ebony hand reaching out to me, his eerie demon fingers spreading out and sending excessive pain to me Alois was feeling now. Alois started trembling, shaking even. I held his hand for support as Sebastian's eyes gleamed a blinding shade of rose the same colour as the dust he kept in his pocket. Alois was now screaming helplessly, clutching Sebastian's wrist. His voice was muffled by my butler's hand, but soon Sebastian removed his hand from Alois and his eyes reverted to the usual scarlet colour. Alois fell to his knees, hyperventilating. He looked up at us wide eyed, and opened his mouth. The amethyst pentacle that remains on my right eye was now engraved on Alois' tongue. This way, Alois would belong to Sebastian and Claude wouldn't knock me out again for being too close to Alois.
"Come on, you need a rest." I said, helping Alois up from the ground. He started to calm down a bit and smiled, putting his arm over me. We left the room and fled upstairs to my room, I heard Sebastian calling to me as we were on the steps. "I make the tea later if you two are going to have a rest. I will be in the garden helping Finnian to water the plants without setting the trees on fire. Do give a shout if you need me." I nodded and continued going to my room. As soon as I opened the door Alois threw himself on the bed and snuggled up in the sheets. "Hey! You can't sleep there, that's my bed." I said putting the maid dress I had been hiding behind my back in one of the shelves.
"We can share." Alois laughed, pulling me onto the bed. I frowned. "I'm not tired." Alois then bit his lip and starting whispering. "You know Ciel, when I visited you yesterday, Sebastian didn't call me over to talk to you, I was actually on my way home after visiting my uncle in jail. That is how I got the handcuffs. I saw Sebastian walking away from the Manor and I guessed he was not going to be back for awhile. I told Hannah to pull over and I changed my plans from going home to visiting my favourite city with you, as it was my birthday."
I began getting under the sheets, removing my eye patch. "Well then, thank you, I guess. Thank you for being willing to spend time with me, even if it meant putting up with me throwing insults at you and not being truthful enough." The sheets were soft as I left them yesterday morning; I was laying on the left side with Alois on the right, we were facing each other. Alois didn't say a word though a simple subtle smile formed slowly on his beatific face. Then I felt the need to say something else, something important. "The day before yesterday, Sebastian and I had an argument. I was crying, alone in my room. Sebastian came in and put his arm around me, asking me what was wrong. I told him I felt alone, helpless, loveless. I feel that way sometimes. He told me something and I didn't understand. I pushed him away telling I didn't want to see him for a day, and I gave him the day off."
Alois tilted his head and said "What did he say to you?" and I replied "I didn't understand it at all at first, but now after knowing more about you and feeling happy for the first time in years I've finally realized what he meant. He said you're not going to find someone who loves you until you find yourself first."
Alois softly gripped my hand on the pillow space between us, and we both closed our eyes. I smiled. I wanted this moment to be everlasting, I wanted this day to be remembered and stored in my heart for eternity. And it did. This is how two orphans who have survived a journey of broken memories finally find each other face to face and heart to heart. This is how one story ends, and another begins.