Cielois Oneshots

Happy Birthday

Have fun~

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It was a cold November night, the fifth, to be exact.

Two boys lay sprawled on the ground, covered in each others blood. But it wasn't them who caused this. It was the butlers.

"H-ha, I t-told you they were t-tricking us.."

Stuttered Alois, shaking as the pain in his chest worsened. Ciel hoisted himself into a sitting position on a nearby rock.

He shuddered in pain as he blinked. His contract seal was slowly fading and he could feel it, intensifying the pain he felt all over his body.

"Y-you know.. I-it's my b-birthday.."

Ciel cringed as he heard Alois' broken voice. He let his guard down slightly, considering he was at his stony, bloody deathbed. Not the comfiest way to go, I'll bet.

"I k-knew it would b-be a d-d-disaster, it a-always is.. B-but..."

He coughed a little, blood rushing out of his mouth.

"C-Claude.. Was supposed t-to... S-sing to me.."

He said sullenly.

"Y-you sure talk a-a lot f-for someone who's d-dying.."

Said Ciel. He was upset that Alois was dying with him, regretting that he brought him into it. But he had no idea it would have turned out this way.

Alois wretched again as he screeched in pain, his contract seal slowly wearing away as well. Ciel raised his hand to his eye in seething pain, and felt the blood soaking through his eyepatch.

Ciel sighed, but it sounded more of a shudder.

"H-happy.. B-birthd-day... T-to you...."

He began. Alois had propped himself up on his elbows, and now turned his sore head to face Ciel, the tears coming from his eyes mixing with the blood spattered on his face.

"H-happy birthday.. To y-you.."

He strained, each word making the young earl more exhausted. He shifted to make himself more comfortable, as Alois visibly cringed at Ciel's grunts in pain. He made an attempt at crawling over, seating himself beside the teal headed boy.

"Happy b-birthday.. My s-sweet A-Alois..."

He sang, building courage fast but losing energy faster.

"H-happy birthd-day.. T-to y-you..."

He stuttered again. He let out a sigh. Then, when he opened his eyes, Alois was right in front of him.

"Ciel... C-can I have a b-birthday present f-from you?"

He said, the colour draining from his face. Ciel felt a twinge in his stomach, seeing his partner in such a state.

"What is it?"

He strained.

"C-can I have m-my f-first kiss w-with y-you?"

He asked, trying not to collapse into the younger's lap.

Ciel was slightly shocked, but he shook it off. He put his hand under the blond's chin and slowly guided it up to his face, capturing his cracked lips in a sweet kiss.

Alois was first to part for air, but went back for another, this time, getting explorative with his tongue. This didn't surprise Ciel, being how they're both dying and he's using his tongue of all things.

Alois tread carefully over new territory, exploring it to its full lengths where none has passed before. Ciel gasped as the blond nibbled on his lower lip, and Alois broke the kiss again.

He soon after drifted down into Ciel's lap, timidly playing with the blood-soaked deep blue ribbons, frayed now at the ends.

Ciel brought his hand down to play with Alois' hair, to which he hummed in satisfaction.

"Ciel..?"

Alois said, his voice hoarse.

"Alois..?"

He replied, mustering up the energy to stay awake *that* much longer.

"I love y..."

And then he was gone. The light flickered out of his eyes and they became dull and shineless, robbed of the life that had once brought forth so much emotion through those crystal blue orbs.

Ciel cringed and shuddered as he felt the older's head fall into his lap.

He felt something hot and wet trailing down his cheek.

Tears.

The great, Earl Ciel Phantomhive, crying at the loss of someone he wouldn't dare admit he loved more than most things he should value over the rest, someone who brought so many smiles and such laughter into his life by immature means.

What upset him the most is that he never got to tell him either. He had never stopped to appreciate what happened between the two, thinking they wouldn't be dying so soon.

He rubbed circles into the velvety surface of the plum purple frock coat, the owner now lost from this world. He could feel the life escaping him with every breath he took.

"I l-love you t-too.. A-Alois Trancy.."

And then,

There were none.

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I'm fucking crying I am terrible and my babies are dead and blame my friend Ash for this Ash is a fucking impure little twat with a serious need to make my feels have feels attacks and even the feels attacks are having feels attacks

I

Am

In

Emotional

Pain

Help

Please