AN: I apologize for not keeping up to date with my stories. Last year has been so hectic. I'm just super-glad no ones bothering me and spamming my account to force me to update my stories. PS I have looked over this and yes, I did see the review it has. Thank you, for telling me I have mistakes to fix. I wrote this story to quickly to even realize the mistakes. Also, when did this story become so popular? How many followers does it have, so far? 7? I didn't think there were many Vocaloid/Black Butler fans. Oh well... Anyways, I bring you: Ciel or Alois Chapter 4. ENJOY!

Ciel Phantomhive

I wandered around my manor, satisfied with the fact that Lady Elizabeth didn't arrive yet. My hand instinctively jolted towards my temple, as a migraine was brewing in my head. Something tells me I'm going to hear the footsteps of a young lady who will be wearing a grin too big for her face. How lovely... "Sebastian..." A man with onyx black hair walked out of the kitchen and I jumped when I realized his face was covered in soot. "Sebastian?"

"Yes, Ciel?" A wet washcloth was whipped out from -Only Tanaka knows where, as he washed the soot off his face. "Is something troubling you?"

"Yes, but more importantly, why were you covered in ashes?"

"Bardroy was trying to make cake flambé. Apparently, he had not a clue what the difference between key lime pie and wedding cake was."

I glared off into space. "Course not... it's not uncommon for Bard to try and set the manor on fire."

Sebastian only smiled slightly in my direction, then noted; "You said, something was troubling you Young Master?"

"Yes."

Just then as if on cue, a girl with blond hair and-Who am I kidding? It was Lizzy. She came in and greeted me with a hug so tight, I thought my insides were gonna squirm out onto the floor. "CIEL!"

I could barely manage to utter a single sound, though I suppose it's only proper to greet her respectfully,"Hello, Lady Elizabeth."

She let go and soon noticed I wasn't wearing my blazer like I normally do. "Ciel? Where is your coat? You're going to freeze if you don't wear it."

I could tell Sebastian was loving every second of this, as the reds in my face became more prominent. My vocal chords were challenged to speak up and I didn't realize how much I was shivering in Lizzy's arms, "I don't need it, Lizzy. I'm fine."

She let go, her dainty child-like hands resting in the crook of my elbows. "...but," are you sure, you're okay? You're not looking too good.'

A booming voice sounded from behind me, changing my concern of why I just heard Lizzy's thoughts, to this shadowy figure behind me. "Ciel, you must listen to your fiancé."

Something as smooth as satin, slowly inched its way up my arms. I didn't even notice my voice, when it came out in a low growl, "Sebastian..."

I looked over my shoulder and lo and behold, there was Sebastian. "You simply cannot refuse your lady's orders, right, Ciel?"

A giggle exploded out of Lady Elizabeth's throat. Of course, she finds this funny... Why wouldn't she? Her green eyes looked into mine, "You're so funny, Ciel."

I didn't even feel my left eye widen, though I saw my reflection in the glossy tile, and Lady Elizabeth was right, I did look rather sloppy. Why was I so shocked? Lizzy's sentence was nothing new. She always says things like that. Maybe it was the fact that Sebastian's hands were on my shoulders, but why would that faze me? He practically dresses me in the morning, when I awaken.

A womans voice was heard from beside Sebastian, "Ciel is everything okay?" Her voice was unlike Mey's in every way. It was far too deep. "You're looking rather pale."

"Se-Sebastian?" I turned around -my vision blurring, swaying... "SEBASTIAN!"

I reached out and felt him step backwards away from me. Why isn't he listening. I tried again, "Sebastian, help! -that is an order!"

I felt like I was underwater -Sebastian's voice kept fading, "Ciel, ...are...hysterical. There is...thing wrong."

My hands gripped my temples. It felt like someone was tearing away and biting at the sides of my brain! "Help me..." I fell to my knees -the agony and pain was too much, for me to withstand alone. "Help me... Help me. THAT'S AN ORDER!"

Sebastian

"What is wrong with him? CIEL!" Ciel's fiancé fell to her knees, next to my Young Master "Tell me, so I can help you."

"Tell..." He gulped, almost choking on his saliva. "Sebastian... HELP!"

An agonized bocchan looked up at me, pain and fear in his eyes. There must be a way I can reassure him, "Young Master," I bent down on one knee, cupped my hands around the sides of his face -A reassuring gesture, most Humans find comforting. "I can assure you nothing is wrong. If you were in any real danger your contract would glow."

My fingers touched the tight, satin knot that held the whole thing together and revealed the loke to his soul, which -much to my dismay- wasn't even glowing . What is troubling my young master, today? Surely, it can not be stress -he's dealt with far more troublesome things than a little wedding planning. This should be a cinch compared to what he's been through.

Lady Elizabeth gave me a frown, "Then what is the matter with Ciel?"

"I haven't a clue." I looked up towards one of the windows. Perhaps someone is being nosy. "Or rather, there's the shadow on our doorstep..."

"Hm?"

"What do you see, Sebastian?" It was the pink haired girl with the long locks, who walked in moments ago to check up on Ciel's progress. "Is someone there?"

Is someone there? Of course, there's someone there -someone is there... Someone I know far too well, to judge, considering they almost had my Young Master killed and stripped of his innocence. My pupils heated up in flames of fuscia-colored streams, as I recalled the memories. Such tantalizing fear they enacted -It was as if they found it utterly joyous, the way Ciel fought and screamed for his life! My blood boiled instantaneously, when I realized the horror on my bocchan's face, that treacherous day.

My legs bolted for the windows and made the glass splash out onto the floor like a puddle. I have time to fix that, later. This day seems like a long one.

"Sebastian, do you recall who I am?"

"Course I do." I walked around the tarantula, "Claude... What do you want with my Young Master?"

He cackled, "You Young Master? I've given up on your filthy Master! It isn't what I want, but simply what myYoung Master wants."

"...and that entails?"

"Lady Elizabeth. I already told you, I'm done with your filthy Master, haven't I?"

"What will you acquire, from her?"

"A lovely rosebud soul!"

My eyes darted open, "My Young Master will not hear of this and neither will I!"

"Silly Sebastian, you don't have to if you don't want to. ."

His arm waved in the air, his body disintegrating into thin air.

If my body refuses to cooperate now, my duties of being a butler will come to an end. I simply cannot let that happen. Lady Elizabeth does not deserve that form of treatment. She deserves tranquil pleasure from Ciel and if she doesn't receive that, this butler -me- will not be worth his salt! My legs jolted themselves past their limits, forced my spine to wheeze and crack, as I flew back through the window, "Claude, let her go!"

Metal cobwebs surrounded Ciel's fiancé -I sincerely hope she has no intention of moving. I do not want Ciel to procure her with a horrific sight to see. Bocchan doesn't deserve to see his Lady Elizabeth sliced and diced before his eyes. Such a sight would make him vex Alois even more than he already does.

A tear scraped down her face, along with a forming scar, as she trembled between the sharp blade-like webs.

"CLAUDE!

It was the voice of pre-pubescent teen. Ah... so, the Mary-Sue finally made himself known. If he truly cares for Elizabeth, at all, he'll let her go. Let's see if he can save her, as well as my Young Master can. Try to meet her standards, Alois -I guarantee, you'll slowly, yet surely fail...