Unmei (AlanxEric Kuroshitsuji Fanfic)

Chapter 1: The First Meet

*Alan's POV*

I woke to the earsplitting sound of my alarm. It rattled my eardrums until my brain processed the feeling of being awake at 6:45 in the morning. I should really start sleeping in a bit longer... I thought. Hauling my arm out from under the sheets, I eagerly hit the 'off' button. Thankfully, I hit it the first time and the sound stopped abruptly.

I peeled off the sheets and stood up, heading towards the bathroom to shower. As I entered the hot water that streamed down my sides, my mind instantly began to wander. Only a week into my college year and today I was told that there would be another student moving into my dorm. Upon hearing this... I was absolutely petrified. I'm not one you would call, "social." I have a few friends, otherwise I would prefer to stick to my studies. I began to imagine what my soon-to-be-roommate would be like. A wave of questions flooded through my thoughts. What would they look like? How would they act? Would they like me? Would I like them?... I only hoped that whoever this new person was, they wouldn't disrupt my studies.

The warm water now turned cold, as my cue to exit. I grabbed a towel and dried off, then searched for a suitable attire for today's events. All within dress code, of course! I then pulled open the closet, and slipped into a neatly ironed white button-up with black dress pants, and a belt. Hmm... I thought. I took a black bolo tie with a skull decoration from its hangar and wrapped it around my shirt collar.

There, I thought. If I have company, I might as well look dapper. I threw on my glasses and slipped on a pair of dress shoes. I strolled back to the bathroom to brush my teeth and comb out my partly dried hair. As I was, a knock at the door held me frozen.
Rap, rap, rap...

My heart began beating a bit faster as I realized my new roommate had arrived. Silently, I preyed to the Shinigami name, that all would go well.

I tiptoed up to the door, practically shaking as I reached for the knob. Quickly, I took multiple deep breaths, feeling a small bead of sweat collect on my forehead.

Well... here goes nothing...

I fit my hand to the doorknob, taking the time to slowly turn it. I then pulled open the door a tiny bit.

In the crack, I could see a man about a head taller then me. He had lightly tanned skin and wore the typical Shinigami uniform. His white dress shirt was unbuttoned a bit and his tie hung loosely around his neck. He wore black dress pants and shoes with his blazer draped over his arm. He had chiseled features and piercings all down his left ear. His hair swept blonde on one side. On the other, brunette cornrows collided with the rest in the back, which complimented the goatee on his chin. His mandatory glasses had a purple tint, masking his bright green Shinigami eyes.

No doubt... He was extremely handsome. I found myself blushing while only looking at him. Alan! Pull yourself together, I scolded. I opened the door all the way to reveal the full body of the most attractive man on Earth. He looked up from a stack of papers he held and froze. His eyebrows slightly arched upwards, his expression a mixture of shock, bewilderment, and... Amazement? I stood confused as we locked views for a couple seconds. Heat rose to my cheeks and I immediately became shy. I cleared my throat, which seemed to snap him out of his trance.

He chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his neck, then began, "Sorry, I really didn't mean to stare..." At the moment he seemed to lose his words. Instead, he offered, "Hi! I'm Eric Slingby and you must be Alan." He gave a toothy grin and reached out his hand. His voice was deep and my name rolled off his tongue like honey. I reluctantly shook it and replied, "Y-Yeah, Alan Humphries. Pleased to meet you, come in." I gave my best host hospitality voice and even mustered up a grin. I felt so nervous that I might mess up, when butterflies stirred inside my stomach.

Eric entered and brought in a suitcase with a box on top titled 'Paperwork.' Ah... I thought. A Shinigami's work is never done. Seeing that Eric was okay with working, I felt a bit more at ease.

Maybe this wouldn't go as bad as I thought...