Author's Note: Welcome back to Si J'avais Su! Thank you for continuing to read and I do hope you're enjoying your stay at the Phantomhive Manor.

The following day when Sebastian made his way to Ciel's locker, he noticed someone else was standing beside his friend. A blonde with shining icy blue eyes and a too-confident smirk lay leaning against the locker beside Ciel's, gaze not wavering from him. As Sebastian approached, he felt his stomach churn at the sight of Alois Trancy looking over Ciel as if he were the prey he was seeking for his next meal.

"Oh, Sebastian," Ciel said when he looked up, a smile on his baby face. "You know Alois."

Alois looked at Sebastian, a petite eyebrow raising as his eyes looked the raven-haired male up and down with a now-bored expression. "Sebastian, good to see you again," he said with a more-than-perky voice that was laced with venom.

The hairs on the back of Sebastian's neck prickled as he stared at Alois. He placed his hands behind his back, his fingers curling and uncurling repeatedly as he tried to calm his nerves. He gave a tart, tight smile to Alois and dipped his head, unsure of exactly what to say.

Sensing the awkwardness of the two, Ciel cleared his throat and rubbed his hands together. "Alright, I think it's about time we head to class. Sebastian, can you meet me here after school?" Sebastian nodded in agreement and watched as Ciel grabbed Alois' hand while they walked away.

Sebastian took Alois' spot leaning against the locker, watching the two. He noticed as Ciel laughed with the blonde, but Alois didn't seem as thrilled as Ciel was about their new-found relationship. Sebastian stroked his chin, wondering why Alois had struck a nerve. Before they turned around a corner, Alois snaked a hand around Ciel's waist and pulled him closer, making the slate-haired boy blush as he tried to pull away. Alois wouldn't have it and forced Ciel against his side.

As Sebastian was about to go after them, he was stopped in his tracks by the bell ringing. He huffed as the school's librarian walked past him. "Michaelis! Get to class, man!" he shouted.

"What are you gonna do, Claude? Send me to the ol' wife?" Sebastian said back, a goofy grin on his lips.

Claude rolled his eyes. "Just get to class, Sebastian."

That afternoon, Sebastian tapped a pencil against his desk. The clock took too long to finally allow him to leave the hellish school and meet up with his best friend. When the bell rang, he was the first on his feet and out the door, jogging to Ciel's locker with a smile on his face. He was stopped and ran back around the corner when he saw the two 'lovebirds' quarreling in front of the space.

"I'm not saying you're not allowed to see him, Ciel, I'm saying I don't want you to see him." Alois scoffed, flipping that perfectly blonde hair out of his face. He placed a hand on a jutted-out hip as if to say 'I'm better than you, don't question me.'

Ciel was seriously angry. Over the years, Sebastian had picked up on tell-tale signs of Ciel's true anger. The blush on his face, the curl of his lip, the way his eyes glistened, and his back straightened to make himself seem taller. He grabbed the remaining items from inside the locker, slammed it shut, and stared at Alois for a good minute. Alois seemed unfazed. "Sebastian is my best friend and I refuse to give him up for a new relationship!" Turning on his heel, Ciel stormed off at full rage.

Alois had obviously never been talked back to in such a manner before and it had put him in quite a stump. Sebastian took this as an opportunity to run after Ciel. As he passed Alois, everything felt slowed down like in the movies when the villain and hero cross paths before they figure out one another's identities. Alois stared at Sebastian as he ran past, frozen eyes glaring holes into his head.

Upon reaching Ciel, Sebastian took note that the boy was holding back tears of hot rage. He took a moment to assess his friend's demeanor. Shoulder's slumped and shaking, eyes glued to the ground, one hand curled into a fist against his cheek to wipe away the invisible tears he wouldn't let fall. Sebastian reached for Ciel, pulling him into a soothing embrace flush against his chest. Stroking circles in the small of his back, Sebastian cooed softly, "It's alright, Ciel. I'm here."

"Alois doesn't want you to be," Ciel mumbled, tears now flowing freely down his cheeks. His fingers curled into the crisp shirt under the nasty-green jacket of Sebastian's uniform. His heterochromatic eyes peered up and bore into the cognac eyes of Sebastian. "Don't let him take you from me, please."

The raven-haired boy allowed a small smile to etch itself upon his lips. "Yes, my lord."

All but forgotten of the quarrel not two hours prior, Ciel threw his nicest clothes onto his bed. Sebastian lounged in a chair, fingers in a steeple over his face. The younger boy finally collapsed against the bed, a growl escaping his lips. "What am I going to wear?!" he huffed, annoyed by his lack of 'date clothes'. Sebastian chuckled slightly. Ciel threw him a look, eyes narrowed. "This isn't a laughing matter, Sebastian!"

Sebastian put a hand over his mouth to muffle his laughter, trying his hardest not to laugh at his friend. "I'm sorry," he chuckled out. "I can't help myself." His eyes opened to find Ciel standing over him with his hands on his hips. "Ciel, you're freaking out over nothing. Do you even know what you're doing?"

Ciel's arms dropped and he blushed slightly. "We… uh… We're going to a party. A college party." He ran a hand through his gray-blue hair and sighed. "I've never gone to a college party before."

Sebastian stood from his seat and walked to Ciel's closet, flipping through the clothes that were left there. He pulled out a white button-down shirt and a pair of tan skinny jeans. "Put these on really quickly," he said. He tossed them to his friend, crossing his arms and watching expectantly.

"I'm not going to change while you're looking!" Ciel exclaimed , his blush darkening on his already reddened cheeks. Sebastian rolled his eyes and turned back toward the closet, shaking his head. He went back to rummaging through the closet, a bored look on his handsome exterior. Reaching into the disarray of clothing, Sebastian's eyes widened when he came across a black vest with two silver buttons in the middle. He pulled it out, giving it a small smirk.

"Are you dressed yet?" he called over his shoulder.

"Yes, you can turn around."

Mentally preparing himself, he turned and gasped slightly. His eyes moved from the top of Ciel's slate hair to his sapphire and lilac eyes, down his adorable baby-cheeks, his kissable, plump lips. Then the outfit: the shirt clung to his petite frame and the jeans drew attention to the sizeable package he was hiding. Sebastian licked his lips distractedly, admiring the exceedingly attractive boy before him. "Turn around," he whispered.

Ciel gave a look of pure confusion as he obeyed Sebastian's orders. Was that a hint of lust in his voice…? Ciel felt Sebastian's body inch closer to his own and shivered when arms snaked around his tiny waist. The taller male inhaled slightly into Ciel's hair as their bodies pressed against one another.

"Yes," Sebastian whispered gently. "This outfit is perfect." He reached around and held out the vest he'd pulled from the closet and Ciel could hear the smirk in his voice at his next words. "Now for the finishing touches."

Ciel yanked the vest from Sebastian's hands and rushed from his grasp, pulling the vest on. "It's… uh… Perfect. Thank you, Sebastian." He mentally shook himself, unsure of what to think of the feelings he was experiencing.