Ye Olde Circus Life
'Alrighty, time for yer Stage Names!' said Joker. 'Allen, yer Angel from now on and Sebastian, you go by Sly Fox, ya dig?' Allen and Sebastian went O.O by the stage names given to them. 'I'll give ye a tour eh? C'mon, this way this way!' he then showed them around. 'We'll have a tour of the Backstage Area where ye'll live from now on!' he took them to the back where there's numerous tents.
'First these're where you guys, the newcomers and backstage workers live in, the Second-Tiers.' he said. 'About two or three people share a room aye?' he said as he showed them what's inside a tent before continuing exploration. 'Not far from here is the Mess Hall and Storeroom. As newcomers and beginners, since ya ain't good enough ta perform yet, ye earn yer keep by providing the grub, so good luck! Two tents down is that white tent over dere, the First Aid Tent. And finally, the central place is where we, the Main Cast live, our private tent!' Sebastian and Allen marked the place in their heads. 'Ya ain't allowed in dere unless yer good enough to be a First tier! Oh ya, by the way, not far from our tent is Snake's tent. He owns a buncha poisonous snakes. If ya got bitten yer off to Hades, so never go there! Snake's a nice guy but very shy.'
'We didn't have a Snake Charmer at first but one day we found im' and recruited im'.' Joker continued. 'His Snake Charming is so well-polished we just hafta have im'.' he said. 'Well, as Second Tier Members, ya gotta worry about survival of the fittest cuz' everyone's competing to be a First Tier.' he said. 'Cuz' as a First Tier, you get lotsa perks cuz' you're like, the Main Stars, eh? You get yer private tents and sweeter belongings so everyone works hard. Last, the Backstage Practice Tent!' he led them to the practice area where lots of people are practicing their stunts.
'Ye practice hard OK?' he said. 'We'll get yer costumes in a jiffy as soon as we get yet measurements. For now, play nice!'
And Joker left. Allen and Sebastian glanced at each other.
'So it's Guard Snakes, not Guard Dogs...huh?' Allen smirked. 'Interesting. But for now, it's not a good enough report so for now, we play by our roles. By night, can you move and sneak in for info without anyone the wiser?' he asked Sebastian. 'Don't get caught since I'm rubbish at sneaking. Try to find locations of the kids while you're at it or if they have a kiddie hit-list.'
'Very well, young master.' Sebastian bowed. 'We meet tonight.' and they parted ways to practice their stunts as budding Circus Performers.
Sebastian later learned that there is a Death God in the tent and he wasn't too happy. Since Allen is not aware of his true nature, this got him more frustrated.
Later that night...
'Sooo everybody,' said Joker as the newcomers gathered. 'Time to decide who your roommates will be so we did a lottery to be fair.' Joker declared as he took out a sheet of paper. 'Angel will be in Tent 8 with this fella!' Joker gently nudged a boy whose face is half-covered by hair to Allen. 'This is Freckles! You'll be roommates till ye graduate! And Sly Fox will be at Tent 9 with Suit!'
Allen noted that the two men in question are very, VEEERRRY unhappy with this arrangement.
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Tent 8...
'Sooo yer Angel right? I can't blame that ring-guy for givin' you dat name. Yer really cute! Are ye really a boy?' Freckles asked allen in rapid-fire talk.
'I'm really a boy!' Allen whined as Freckles laughed.
'Anyhoo, we got an early start tomorrow cuz' we're makin' breakfast. That's our job, eh?'
'When can we really perform?' Allen wondered aloud.
'Dunno, maybe when we get better and maybe when ye don't run on de tightrope anymore.' Freckles chuckled. 'Yer supposed to walk and keep an air of suspense on de audience, not run like yer bein' chased or something!'
'W-well, I run on pipes, never on flimsy ropes.' Allen choked. 'Pipes are easier to run on and my first step on the rope freaked me out...'
'Ye dun like heights huh?' Freckles whistled. 'Dere dere, as they say, practices makes perfect. Maybe ye'll get used to it. By the way, pipes?'
'Ya...I make a living as a thief but I don't get much.' said Allen. 'I use all means possible to run if I was seen, ya?'
'That explains the running speed this morning...'
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Next day...
'Oh man oh man...why so early? I'm not used to this awful hour of the day...' Allen grumbled in annoyance as they began preparing the ingredients. 'I'm a Night Walker not a Day Walker!'
'Well, since we don' make money on shows, we earn our keep by cookin' for everybody.' said Freckles. 'Suit and Sly Fox are already cookin' and all...' they made to peel potatoes, carrots, chopped up, sliced and diced vegetables and chopped up meat...then the adults did the cooking. And Allen knew he HAD to be first on the line.
Mealtimes were practically a fight for your life. He then went to practice with Freckles. After practice...
'Man I'm sweaty!' Freckles sighed. 'Practice over for today! Let's take a shower!' he suggested. 'It's colder at night so let's hurry!'
'Ehhh OK but where's the bathroom?' Allen asked him curiously. He soon found out...it's an open space yet privacy is ensured. High rails wrapped in cloth like a barrier so nobody sees them boys in their boxers. Allen groaned. In his previous affiliation, the 'bathrooms' are more private than this! At least there's a tent with a water pump inside and a bucket!
Well, when Allen was cleaned up...the boys were shocked. The cleaned-up Allen was quite, the beauty.
'ARE YE REALLY A BOY?!' thundered a cacophony of disbelieving yells in the boys' bathroom.
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'Man no wonder Joker named you Angel, you're really a cutie all cleaned up!' Dagger remarked as in the dressing room, Allen was trying out costumes in just fresh boxers. Due to the fact that he had 'body art', he had to find matching clothes. 'Your skin is really white and smooth too...' he marvelled with a blush. How can a guy be so beautiful? Seriously?
'Well, I told Freckles I'm the kind who goes out at night.' said Allen.
'Ye go at night? What for though?'
'Well, ya can't really be a successful thief at day now, can ye?' said Allen wryly. 'Before this Circus, I'm a night-time snatcher. I sleep at day.'
'That explains the white skin anyhoo. I thought yer a vampire!' Dagger joked good-naturedly. Allen raised an eyebrow before smirking ferally. 'Er...Angel?' Allen playfully wrapped his arms around the older teen's neck.
'What if...I really am?' he purred seductively as Dagger gasped when Allen pressed their groins together, and he kissed him. With tongue. Dagger had no idea what to do because a younger boy is KISSING HIM and damn, what a good kisser! He found himself kissing the young beauty back lustfully with his hands roaming all over his back...
'Oy Dagger!' the two sprang apart quickly but thankfully, no one went in and the one who called was Joker. 'Is Angel done suiting up yet? It's Fox's turn!'
'Nothing fits!' Allen whined as Dagger was too busy blushing. 'I can't find anything cuz' I'm too skinny!' Joker went in to see Dagger blushing and Allen pouting at him. Dawg, he was hearing stories from the other troupe members, but he wasn't expecting this!
'I guess it's custom-made huh?' Joker sighed, scratching his head. 'We'll see what we can do. Anyhoo, it's Fox's turn to suit up.' Allen then dressed up and even Joker couldn't help but look with his jaw slightly ajar. The corner of his eyes saw Dagger who has an unusual stare at the redhead with a blush. "Uh-oh..."
Allen then left the tent.
'Oy Dagger? Yoo OK man?'
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Outside...
'Sebastian, how come you didn't meet me last night?' Allen harrumphed in a whisper.
'Because this guy will not let me out, young master.' Sebastian grumbled while glancing at Suit.
'There's no way I'm letting you of all people out of my sight.' said Suit with a glare as he pushed up his glasses.
'And who's he?'Allen griped while glaring at Suit.
'He's a government worker who has seen a pattern as well and decided to infiltrate the Circus, so there IS something.' said Sebastian. 'I'm able to communicate that to HIM at least. And since this...er THING-' Suit glared at him full force, '-won't let me move, I'm afraid you'll be the one doing the sneaking.' this made Allen twitch.
'Not gonna make our work easy will he?' Allen sighed. 'Looks like we'll have to be stars to get in those First Tier tents and what we want. We use all means. We need to find the children pronto.'
'Very well.' and Allen left the two men to their pondering.
'Last I checked, Phantomhive is your master. Why are you obeying another boy?' Suit asked him as he pushed up his glasses.
'The master has no skill whatsoever in acrobatics and performances, so my temporary boss for this mission is his cousin.' said Sebastian flatly. 'Allen has abilities he does not.'
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That night...Allen looked at the schedule. The First-Tiers are up. And Encore is at 20:00.
Chance! He snuck into the First-Tier Members' tents and started looking at one things after the other...all tents. He found interesting things. "Ciel will find this veeery interesting." he mused as he put things in order before sneaking out. Today's only opportunity has been fruitful.
Tent 9...
'Good job. I heard the crowd roar where I was.' Allen smirked as Sebastian and Suit returned to their tent. 'Oh, and before mommy dearest grounds you again,' he chuckled as Sebastian smirked at Suit who wasn't too happy with the nickname, 'Send this information to cousin-mine will you? You can read it en route before you send it off.'
'It will be done immediately.' and Sebastian ran off.
'Whew...my first try at sneaking worked because all First Tiers are in there tonight...'
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Meanwhile...
Snake was wondering where some of his snakes were. 'Where'd everybody go? Wordsworth? Oscar? Wilde?'
Said snakes were in pieces in the incinerator not far from the tents.
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Madam Red's House, in London...
'Young Master, here's our report.' said Sebastian as he came into the window. 'And I must leave quickly before they see I'm gone.' and he zoomed away.
'B-but we're on the third floor!' Madam Red sputtered in her tea incredulously.
'Worry not about the minor details,' said Ciel dismissively, 'What's important, is this.' he took out Allen's letter and he read it aloud to his aunt.
To my cutie-pie cousin,(Ciel twitched and Madam Red snickered)
It was one hell of a sneak job because some government guy
with separation issues won't let Sebastian go so I did the job
of sneaking around. Damn bastard. Anyway, the First-Tiers
have all something in common: They've been together since
their youth, supported by a Philantropist who calls himself
Tom, the Piper's Son. Every tent has the same photo of them
all together. Who has a Family Crest of a horse with the initial
K? I don't know who this guy is, but I've enclosed a drawing.
Moreover, information about YOU is in Joker's tent. You might
be the next target if your profile's in there, so be careful. And
cousin Lizzy visits in unpredictable times so watch out for her
as well. If you're not in your mansion, she'll be a good substitute.
Find out who the ugly mug is, so Sebastian and I can deal with
him without Mr. Separation Anxiety getting in our way.
Allen
'We're going to the Crest Office, NOW.' Ciel growled as he clenched his right hand while still holding the letter, effectively crumpling the paper.
'How about we look at the drawing first?' Madam Red suggested. 'We have a mug shot at least.' she said as she took out another paper in the envelope and showed it to Ciel, who recognized the man.
'I've seen him...' Ciel frowned. 'It was about half a year before my tenth birthday. He comes to father's parties.'
'Really?'
'Yes, but I forgot his name, so to the office it is anyway.'
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That night...
Allen was cooking dinner for everyone because almost everyone was busy and his roommate was missing. 'Sheesh, where is Freckles? I can't prepare dinner for everyone all by myself! Where'd everybody go?' he sounded almost whining.
'Ey dere, ye seem to be having problems.' Joker said good-naturedly as Allen gave him an irate look that made him meep and raise his hands in surrender.
'Tent 8 is ON DUTY and where the hell is Freckles?!' Allen griped. 'I can't cook for 50 people all by myself ya know! I need a hand!' he wailed panickingly.
'Oh, about Freckles, she has a little accident at the Practice Tents not long ago.' said Joker, making Allen go O.O. 'She ain't coming back for a week at most.'
'Oh...'
'Well, I'll help ye out, I ain't so busy!' Joker offered with a smile that made Allen smile at him. What a...beautiful smile...
'Really? Thanks a bunch! Ye save my ass!'
'Haha, dun' worry about it, we do have 50 mouths to feed, ours included!'
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Joker watched Allen as he helped with the cooking.
Dagger has a crush on the little beauty and he can't blame him. Angel was Angel for a damn good reason after all. For a boy, he was dang beautiful like a doll. And to think he has a crush on Beast...well, Allen had more effect on him than she did. Hummm...and Doll won't be in tent 8 for a while. Hee.
That night, after a bath...Allen returned to his tent, to find Dagger there. 'Oh!'
'I-I dunno but brother Joker told me to bunk in for da night,' said Dagger nervously while fidgeting with a blush. 'S-so you won't be lonely since Freckles ain't around...' Allen sat beside him too close for comfort, causing him to meep.
'That's really kind and considerate of our boss, no?' Allen smiled as he hugged Dagger's arm. 'Sleep with me tonight, yeah? We'll have a looot of fun together...' he purred as he took off his pants and his outer coat, showing much of his creamy legs as he hugged Dagger. 'I am yours tonight.' he whispered sensually to his ear.
Lust overcame Dagger who pinned Allen down on the bed...and Sebastian who was passing by heard quite the activity with his sensitive ears.
"...I know the young master said to do all we can but...isn't this stretching things too far?" he thought wryly with a chuckle. With his eyes glowing red, he could see through the tent canvas. One of the First-Tier members, Dagger, was ravishing his young master's cousin. He put a magic barrier wall to soundproof the tent so nobody gets in his master's way.
He wondered how Ciel will react though...and Madam Red for that matter. Allen is virgin no more tonight.
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He's beautiful. So beautiful. His creamy pale, soft skin unmarred by blemishes unless Dagger would stain it by kiss marks and bites. And he has this beauty all~to himself. The sweet kisses they had together. The warm, sensual needy touches...and damn, Allen is willing to swallow him whole, getting him ready just so he could take that sweet pink ass-and he's a virgin, since he bled upon taking him, making the deal even sweeter.
So deliciously sinfully beautiful and this beauty gave himself to him because he alone attracted his attention.
He was sweeter than honey. His soft and silky hair in contrast to his dry, coarse one from hair dye and hairspray. He was beautiful, he ain't as he was missing a leg. But Allen didn't mind. He still had him didn't he? And he was saying his name in wanton need it blew his mind away.
He wanted to clip this angel's wings and keep him here forever.
After satisfying their need for flesh, Allen snuggled up to Dagger's body for warmth. It's still winter after all.
'Hey Angel...how long are ye stayin' with us?' Dagger asked him curiously.
'Well, as long as the Circus is here.' said Allen, making Dagger gasp as he turned on the bed to face Allen.
'Yer not coming with us? Why?' he cried. 'Ye could be with us...with me!' the Circus will be in London for a short while. Until they've done 'it' and after that...they're leaving! And Angel's not coming? The mere thought made his heart sting.
'It took me years to consider London my home...it took me years to memorize London because I'm a street rat.' Allen chuckled. 'It's my only education because I need ta know where to run if the Yard's dogs come chasin'.' he said. 'It's my way of life. I can't abandon it. I came to the Circus just to taste what it's like to be safe and havin' a roof on yer head. Where I could eat lots for a change without havin' ta run for it.'
'Then all the more reason to join us!' Dagger moaned. 'You have a home an' lotsa food with us! Stay with us! With me!' he choked as he held Allen close. 'Yer the only one who'd be willin' ta touch people like me...the only one willing to kiss and be my lover for nights...'
'What're ya talkin' about? Yer cute. Why would ye say that?' Allen frowned. 'What's with yer low self-esteem?' Dagger had a downcast look at this.
'I...'
