Cielois Oneshots

Prey vs Predator

"Ah ah ah, you can't stay up there forever Trancy!" He scolded, standing at the bottom of the tree and looking up at his camp-mate.

"I can too and you know it, Phantomhive." The blond retorted.

Ah, let's start from the beginning, shall we?

Two boys. Two guardians. One rivalry, and one bet.

"Faustus." He breathed, an air of irritation about him. "Michaelis," he spoke back, the name rolling off his tongue with hidden venom.

"What did you call me here for, exactly?" Questioned the raven haired butler, licking his fangs and keeping a watchful eye on the spider. "It's about the boys."

"Mm.." This piqued Sebastian's interest. "Is that so? What about?"

"Their relationship." Claude lamented,  folding his arms behind his back and staring the raven down. "What relationship?" He questioned, raising a perfectly shaped eyebrow in confusion and curiosity. "Exactly. There's only that rivalry. But in my highness," he paused, looking to the side, "I can tell he feels something more."

"I know what you mean," Sebastian added on. "My lord seems the same way. I just don't think they really know it yet."

"Exactly."

"But, what would I get in turn for this? How do I benefit from getting them together?" The corner of his lip turned up slightly, mischeviously.

"If he's distracted, it'll be easier on you. He'll be happier, and less of a burden on you." Claude sneered at him. He did have a point.. Ugh, he hated when he was right.

"I've noticed my young master seems restless lately too, and I figure it'd be better for the both of us. So, are you willing to put aside your childish feelings and make this deal with me to get them together?" Claude sighed. He couldn't go five minutes without insulting him, could he?

He held out his hand, using his other one to pinch the bridge of his nose. "Fine."

Back to the present.

"I'll be up here until the game's over, or until someone comes up to get me and knowing you you don't have the guts to do it without your butler. Hah, what a baby~" he teased, lips turned up in a smirk. Phantomhive huffed angrily and stood at the bottom, deciding to just throw things at him till he came down.

"How'dya like that, Trancy? I bet your masochistic tendencies are absolutely thrilled by now," he commented, sporting a smirk of his own as he threw up a pinecone, missing him narrowly. Trancy sneered down at him, scowling angrily. For someone so cute, he was a real, class A dick. "Can it, Phantomhive, masochism was always your thing. Don't twist that onto me."

He snickered and threw up the last pinecone, Alois catching it and throwing it back with incredible speed. It ended up hitting him on the head, and that was the last straw. He gripped the lowest branch and brought his foot up, steadying himself before lifting himself up m
ore and twisting around the tree. Albeit his movements were extremely awkward, he was gaining fast. He even looked like he was having trouble, dare he say it. Alois became antsy, trying to find an escape route, but there wasn't one, not way up there. Unless he wanted to jump off and risk breaking something.. No. Claude would kill him.

He just sat on the branch, a panicked expression crossing his face. "P-Phantomhive, y-you don't want to do this!! I.. Um... Shit, if you let me get away with this, I'll tell everyone that.. Um.. Oh! That I am a flaming homo. That's embarrassing enough, you'd let me go, right?"

Ciel stopped climbing at this and looked up at him, only a few branches away from where he sat, before resting his head on his arm and laughing. This confused Alois, because, I mean, this is Phantomhive. Laughing. He raised an eyebrow and relaxed slightly on the branch, looking down at him in slight surprise as his heart stuttered. He had never heard him laugh before.. It was angelic. No, don't think that! He's just a bratty kid who happens to be in your neighbourhood. That's all.