Bleeding Love

Alois blinked at his hands, which were intertwined with each other, and gritted his teeth. His well-manicured nails were digging into his own skin, close to drawing blood, when Claude entered the room. "Your highness," he began, golden eyes barely glancing at his master's clenched hands. "It seems you've been invited to a ball."

Alois attends a ball held at the Phantomhive manor, but what will he do when he starts developing feelings for the young earl himself?

Mainly cielois with a dash or two of Sebastian x Claude. This story will have lots of boy x boy, so if you don't like that, don't read it.