I DON'T OWN KUROSHIRSUJI. I finally finished chapter 5. woo! I've been really busy so, yeah. here you go my lovelies :) enjoy

~~ALOIS'S P.O.V.~~

The morning after the costume party was slow. I was awoken by Claude, as usual, dressed, and sent to the dining room for breakfast. To my surprise, Ciel was already awake. He gave me a warm smile, I smiled back, and I joined him at the table.

I yawned as I spoke, "Did you like the party, Ciel?" I actually did want to know if he had a nice time. Otherwise my efforts were utterly wasted.

He just nodded, with no emotion, as he read a novel that he borrowed from my study. I wish I could read his mind sometimes.

"Fine, don't talk to me." I say matter-of-factly. Still not listening to me, he flipped a page in his book.

We took our last bites of breakfast and dismissed ourselves from the table for our butlers to tidy the mess up. I took out the list of things to do this evening while I grabbed Ciels arm and drug him alongside me to my office. I pulled out our chairs and we sat down.

"Today we have a very busy schedule, and I would like some of your help, honey." He cringed, but nodded in confirmation. What is it with him and nodding? He can talk right?

I started to read my list to him-.

-To do-

1. 10:00; Investigate a small case the Queen recently ordered.

2. 2:30; Retrieve Aleister Chambers pet cat for the evening to pet-sit.

3. 7:00; Relax with a picnic in the courtyard.

I finished, and waited for him to speak.

"I have a few questions," The blue haired boy said in response to the note, "One; what's the case about? Two; why do we have to pet-sit for that creep? I'm allergic to cats. Three; why is having a picnic on the list at all?"

"Well, the case investigation will start in about-," I looked over at the clock on my wall, "20 minutes. You will find out then. The Viscount needed someone to watch his dear kitty, Fluffy. I forgot about your allergy, so you can just leave the work to Claude, anyways. and I thought you could join me for a picnic when we finish our days' work. Won't you, love?" I pulled a 'pout-face'.

"Do you have to always have to force me to do things I might not want to do?" It really hurt to hear him say that. I was only trying to be nice….

"I didn't know you felt that way. I'm sorry."

"No, it's fine. I'll do what you want today; just don't assume I don't have any opinions." Oh, I knew he had opinions. His opinions are dreadfully boring, though.

"Excellent! I'm glad we can have a break together," I smile, "Now follow me; we have to prepare the carriage. This case should be easy. Leave it to me."

We left our seats and swiftly exited the manor. Outside, was Claude manning a carriage with two dusty black horses. I pulled the door open for Ciel and bowed to him as he entered. I laugh to myself at his expression every time I do something silly like that. Claude started the carriage and we had a smooth ride straight to the manor from here.

We both sat next to each other in the carriage in silence, staring out the windows until I clearly noticed the sky fading to darkness. Like we were sinking into the deepest depths of the ocean. I tried not to look at Ciel with a panicked look. I was scared though. I knew a storm was quickly blowing overhead. Maybe I might act tough on the outside but I'm terrified of thunder and lightning. I felt a suffocating sensation all around me.

~~CIEL'S P.O.V.~~

Alois looked me directly in the eye. I saw fear. I wasn't exactly sure at what but I knew I needed to calm him down. I felt like I had some need to protect him. That's absurd. Why would I feel that way?

I heard light ticks hit the outside walls. It got heavier and came down in sheets. Alois faced directly forward and clenched his fists in his lap.

"Alois, are you okay?" He didn't respond.

He clenched his eyelids shut tightly. He looked down and I could no longer see his eyes because of his hair. A bright and explosive bolt of lightning hit just a few yards away from the speeding carriage. I saw a tear fall off his cheek that he wiped away, as quickly as possible. He was completely vulnerable, yet trying to hide it. I put my arm around him. I held him and waited until the bolt disappeared from sight.

I whispered to him, but really didn't know what to do, "A-Alois, it's okay. I'm here. Nothing is going to hurt you…"

Another bolt hit the earth. The ride was very rough. There were bumps in the road and puddles everywhere, making huge explosive splashes as the horses' hooves collided with the murky water.

Alois was shivering, and silently letting sobs into my shoulder as he put his arms around my back. I felt… glad that I could make him feel better.

He burrowed his head further into my neck, "Thank you." He quietly said hugging me tighter. Several more close cracks of thunder sounded on the way to our, still unbeknownst to me, destination. The rain slowly came to a light sprinkle. I could tell Alois still didn't want to let go of me. For some reason, I didn't want to either. It was that feeling of responsibility for someone that made me not want to let go quite yet, but I had to. We pulled ourselves together and Alois rubbed his tears away.

"Don't tell anyone…" He told me with a cracked voice and shoved me with his arm.

"I won't," I laugh, "Everyone has weaknesses." Although, he has many. Even for someone with a troubled past.

He punched my arm and I winced, but deserved it.

We walked into a large manor. This must've been the crime scene. One room in particular was blocked off for all eyes to see. At the door stood Police commissioner, Arthur Randall. The moment he saw Trancy and I he had an annoyed look on his face. It made me laugh, because he wouldn't get anything done without either of us.

"Phantomhive," He acknowledged, "Trancy.."

"Do you have any information for us?" Alois asked him seriously.

"Well, there was only one victim like this. She just looks to have committed suicide. We have this under control. We truly don't need children getting involved with our jobs." He was getting quite worked up.

"Oh, Arthur you'd be lost without us…" Alois said in his usual cool tone.

The commissioner ignored Alois, like I did most of the time, and opened the door of the room for us. Inside, a body lay motionless and lifeless. It was a woman with a bullet wound in her head. Blood was stained in her hair, on the stool and on the floor. It was horrific. The only things left in the room were a stool and the gun used to end her life.

"Claude. The list of suspects, please." Alois called. Claude handed him a sheet of paper.

The commissioner stared at Alois, shocked. "Why do you have suspects? We've already decided it was suicide."

Alois spoke while reading through it closely. "Well you 'police' are blind if you didn't realize it was a set up to look like a suicide. Just look. The stool was clearly used to hit her head and knock her to her knees. Then he pulled a gun on the woman and shot her dead. The man was drunk, you can see several shattered wine bottles by the door, which you must've missed like every other important details in cases you never solve… He did it because she must've set him off. This is domestic violence gone horribly wrong."

Wow. I didn't know he could pick out information that quickly… I guess he does work for the queen…

The commissioner went silent.

"The woman's name was Rebecca, right? Rebecca... Brown?," Alois confirmed, "Her husband, James, went missing three days ago. Three days ago, she was found dead… He went on the run knowing he'd be caught if he didn't, but that's too bad for him, because the queen's spider has him caught in his web," Alois grinned, "Claude. Catch this man and bring him to the police station. Ciel and I will wait for you at the manor." He crumpled the list and threw it to the ground.

"Honestly, I thought you would at least be able to solve something this simple..." Alois said on his way to the door.

The commissioner just wrote a few things angrily in his notebook. He knew Alois was right, but he wasn't happy about it. He showed us out the door. While Claude had left, another driver had taken his place driving the carriage. We sloshed through puddles from the earlier rain to get to the door. I opened the door for Alois and we were off.

"You impressed me in there," I admitted.

Alois smiled, "It wasn't hard. The moron 'police' just make me look better than I really am, but yes; I am pretty amazing, aren't I?" I just rolled my eyes and we laughed. The Scotland Yard really was just a group of idiots, trying to look smart.

The rest of the ride was bumpy, as some of the rain on the way there washed out large patches of gravel. It reminded me of Alois's fear, and the way I could protect him.

Why did I keep thinking like that? Alois was an evil, conniving, childish person, yet I could call him my friend?! What's happening to me?

A/N: I HAVE FEARS O.O

YEAH. I. DO.

I don't know what else i'll write.. hm. just a sec.

OH YEAH- Have you peeps heard of 'Sharknado'?

I'd watch it. JUST. BECAUSE.

All hail the deadly SHARKNADO!

BETTER YET!-

'SHARK-ICORN-NADO'... wouldn't that just be like a 'Narwhal-nado'?.. HM...

all my idea. i'm going to patent it or whatever. spread the word of sharkicornado. yay.

BYE! I LOVE YOU, CHILDREN! (actually, I have no idea how old you are.)