Author's Note: Hello and welcome! As you have noticed, I have been rapidly posting chapter after chapter of Si J'avais Su as of yesterday and today. Here's why: HellsButler and I have decided we will post a new chapter once we are halfway through the next, just in case it takes a few days to write. We are halfway through chapter four at this very moment, and we'll probably be posting that today or tomorrow, give or take real life situations. Please enjoy your stay at the Phantomhive Manor!

After an hour of getting Ciel ready for his date, Sebastian was on his way home. He ran his fingers through his hair as he made his way down the street, his heart clenching. God, what the actual fuck was wrong with him? Ciel looked so sexy, so fuckable. He shook his head. He wasn't gay. There was not a single chance in hell he was gay.

He needed to prove it. Not to himself, oh no, but to Ciel. His best friend, his practical other half. The boy who made his heart melt and his head spin and… Fuck!

He reached into his pocket and pulled his phone out, slamming his thumb into the numbers. The call rang twice before the person on the other line answered. "Hello?"

"Grelle, it's Sebastian." He ground his teeth together, shaking with rage. "Are you free tonight?"

"Bassy!" she exclaimed, pure joy in her voice. "Oh, I'm always free for you, darling. What did you have in mind?"

"Would you like to see a movie tonight?" There was nothing good playing, but it was the only thing he could think of to get his mind off of Ciel.

"Oh, Bassy, I thought you'd never ask." Grelle replied gleefully.

"I can meet you there in thirty minutes." Sebastian had turned himself in the direction of the only movie theatre in town.

"Thirty minutes? Well, it's a good thing I haven't taken off my make-up. Such a rush, Bassy, you should give a girl more time. I'll be there. Tata, my love!" She hung up the phone.

Ciel paced nervously, awaiting Alois. Twenty minutes late. Was he being stood up? God, he'd be in worse condition than this afternoon. Tatoe...owaru koto no nai kanashimi ga anata ubatte mo. The familiar sound of his ringtone - Shiver by the GazettE - made him jump. He scrambled for his phone. "Hello?"

"Hey, babe," Alois' cool voice slithered through from the other line. "I've been sitting out in your driveway for ten minutes. You not ready or something?"

Ciel's face heated instantly. "Sorry, sorry. I'm on my way down." He clicked out of the phone call and rushed downstairs and out the door. As he slid into the passenger seat of Alois' Mustang, he felt a hand slid around his neck. He was yanked toward Alois and forced into a kiss full of tongue and way too rough. Ciel pulled away from Alois and gave a small, embarrassed smile.

Alois looked at Ciel and rolled his eyes. "So this party. You sure you're wearing that?" He motioned to Ciel's outfit with a look of disgust. "I know you're probably not used to being invited to things like this, but it's not formal, Ciel. You're supposed to dress casually."

Ciel glared. "This is casual for me, Alois. Now can we leave?" His arms crossed across his chest and he gave a pout. "Sebastian thought this outfit would be perfect."

"Sebastian picked this out for you?" Alois asked, already icy eyes turning even colder. "I thought I said you can't see him." He growled. "I am your one and only, Ciel Phantomhive, do you understand me? You do not see him, you do not speak to him. I am your best friend, your lover, and your confidante. You do not need anyone, but me." The tone of his voice made Ciel shrink into the comfortable seat of the car.

"I… I understand, Alois."

Sebastian put his wallet back into his pocket and tried his hardest to ignore the excited chatter of the redhead to his left. He took the tickets from the lovely woman there and sighed, running a hand through his silky black hair and followed Grelle toward their designated theatre room. Plopping himself into a chair beside her, he was grateful the movie had finally started. Though, that didn't quite shut her up like he was hoping.

"- I'm just so happy you decided to finally ask me out. It's about time, Bassy. You know, you should never lea-"

"Shut up, please," he growled, rubbing his temple. "I invited you here because I thought it a good idea, but if you're going to keep speaking like a lunatic, I have half the mind to leave."

Grelle faltered, her ruby red lips forming into a pout. "That is no way to treat a lady!" she cried, getting shushed from the other audience members. She lowered her voice to a whisper, "If you're going to be so mean, why ask me on a date in the first place?"

"Grelle, if you'd really like to keep that mouth going, the best you could do is fill it."

She smirked. "Oh, Bassy, I thought you'd never ask." She slinked down onto the aisle and sat in front of him, reaching up and unbuttoning his pants. She pulled them down slightly and gasped at the thick member before her awaiting mouth.

Ciel had found himself lost amongst the throng of gyrating, inebriated bodies of teenagers. He had lost Alois and he was honestly a bit worried of where the blonde had run off to, though he knew he could take care of himself. He walked around, sipping slowly on a red solo cup of beer. As he made his way into the kitchen, he finally spotted his boyfriend.

Alois was leaning against a college boy, blue eyes glowing as he smile and laughed with the male. One of Alois' hands was on the other's chest, running a soothing pattern up and down with one finger. He was flirting and it was too obvious, and it made Ciel very angry.

He walked over and grabbed Alois, pulling him away from the boy. "What the hell are you doing?" he whispered harshly. "I thought we were dating now."

"Please, I'm just having a little fun," Alois said with a laugh. He pulled his own cup to his lips and downed the beverage inside. "Besides, we're not exclusive until you start listening to me."

Alois slid Ciel a look of pure dominance.

"We're not dating until I stop seeing Sebastian?" Ciel gaped, eyes wide and unmoving.

"Exactly. Choose wisely, Ciel, unless you want to end up alone in the world." Alois shrugged his shoulders and turned around to refill his cup.

Ciel stood there for only a second before he grabbed Alois' shoulder. "I choose you."

Sebastian leaned his head back, groaning softly as Grelle continued to bob her head on him. He was ready to burst and she knew it. She sped up her motions, sucking harder on his manhood. Ciel! "Grelle…" he huffed as his cock jumped in her throat, spurting cum. She sucked it down with a giggle before slithering back up into her seat, wiping at her mouth.

"Mmm, I never thought you'd taste so good," she whispered with another giggle. She leaned over and placed kisses all over his neck. "You know, we can go back to my place, Bassy."

Sebastian groaned inwardly, already annoyed with her voice. "Your house sounds perfect, darling," he said with a forced smile.

She grabbed his hand and pulled him up. She was leading him from the theatre and straight to her house. On the way there, she couldn't stop pushing him into the side of buildings to make out with him. He allowed it, but it still just wasn't quite right.

Alois and Ciel had gone from drinking to dancing, bodies pressed against each other. Alois had been rubbing his hands on Ciel's sides and now was gripping his ass and kissing, sucking, and biting on his neck. Ciel had taken to running his hands through the silky blonde hair, soft moans escaping his lips.

After a few minutes of teasing, Alois' hands snaked under the jeans and squeezed the firm cheeks beneath. He moved his kissing up to Ciel's ear, whispering seductively, "You know, there's a bedroom upstairs that I've reserved."

Ciel's hips and breath stopped. "I… Alois, I don't know…" He bit his lip and thought for a moment. "We've only just gotten together… I'm not sure I'm ready for anything just yet…"

Alois gave a hearty little giggle. "Do not deny me, Ciel. You have already chosen. I won't allow you to change your mind now."