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May i Request maybe a Scenario about Ciel And Alois meeting a Modern Person from our world.but instead of telling it freely around the kuroshitsujis manga and anime events,they tell it in riddles and keeps making mysterious refrences of like future events?.. ^^ please have a nice day or night! ^^

of course!! this was so much fun omg

for some reason I was worried I’d struggle with this one, but I breezed right through it!

Ciel and Alois best friends 2k22 they both need more actual friends and I am going to CRY-

anyway this is assuming an AU where the events of the second season went a bit differently, I hope that’s as clear as it can possibly be!

with that said, I’m quite proud of this, sooooo... enjoy <3

As it stands, it’s rare for CIEL and ALOIS to be out and about in town with each other for company.

But as with most things, rarities do happen from time to time. The two earls have been put on assignment together for once ― the Queen’s explanation being that she’d like to see whether or not her Guard Dog and her Spider are more efficient if they work as a team. Logic would dictate yes, given how they’re both knees-deep in her dirty work.

So here they are, strolling through London’s streets, accompanied by their butlers and trying quite hard to get along. Despite having their own issues with one another, they’re… managing.

Alois is better at being carefree and forgiving, or at least he’s better at pretending he is. He’s practically attached to the other man’s arm, prattling away about anything and everything. Ciel is only just barely tolerating it because at least Alois isn’t causing trouble. The blonde is being pleasant enough, and to everyone else it looks like two friends out for an afternoon of shopping rather than two of Her Majesty’s pawns being moved round the chessboard.

“Ciel! I think―” Suddenly Alois stops short, yanking his friend’s arm toward a (predictably, Funtom) candy shop. “― We should go get some sweets. My energy is running frightfully low… if I don’t eat something with sugar, I’m going to faint dead away!”

Ciel huffs even as they enter the shop. The small bell on the door announces their presence regardless of the fact that he’d have just as well preferred to go in quietly. “In that case, may I direct you to the salted liquorice candy Funtom’s just begun to dabble in making?”

Despite the joke at his expense, Alois is well aware that’s all it is; a joke. The two of them have rather taken to teasing each other particularly when they’re getting on well. “You’re terrible! Oh, Sebastian, do keep him away from the lemon drops… he’s sour enough for the both of us!”

“And you say I’m terrible? Get your own house in order, Trancy.”

There’s a stranger lingering by the door inside, with a lollipop in their mouth. “He’s got a point, though!” When they speak, it draws both men’s attention, as well as their butlers’. “The toy is called Funtom’s Bitter Rabbit for a reason. You’re one sour little gent, Ciel Phantomhive. A star waiting to fall.”

Whilst Alois has already returned alarmingly quickly with an armful of candy, Ciel’s taking in the stranger with a curious, wary gaze. People have attempted to kill him with less warning than that, after all. “… I beg your pardon ― do I know you?”

The stranger smiles, a kind of enigmatic gesture as they remove the lolly from between their lips. “Beg all you like, but I’ll pardon you without the need for you to get on your knees. You don’t know me; I’m quite familiar with you and Alois, though. It’s a treat to see the two of you together in good spirits.”

Fairly unperturbed, Alois nudges a couple of toffees into Ciel’s hand, to his companion’s undisguised irritation. “What are you, then? A journalist for the gossip rags or something?”

“Of sorts!” they laugh. “I deal in the future of your world, little bluebell. Do you wonder if you’ll escape the spiderweb soon? Into the dark arms of someone better for you, capable of seeing through your eyes?”

“― Uh??” Both the nickname and the claim of their ‘dealing in the future’ strike Alois slightly speechless. His eyes flicker to Claude for half a second. What on Earth is going on here? That’s an awful lot of riddling just to make it clear that they’re aware of both his past and his future. “You’re babbling on about nothing! Who the hell are you, anyway?”

“Call me (Name)! My apologies if I’m boring you. We can’t all have threads weaving in and out and binding us, making us interesting.” Their gaze shifts to Ciel again. “Or stars in our eyes. When do you think Sirius will rise to meet you, little Gemini?”

Ciel’s confusion is more subdued, not nearly as readily shown as Alois’. If (Name)’s assertion of dealing in the future isn’t just a clever parlor trick, they’re only allowing the two earls a peek at their hand. They’re not outright showing it. And if that’s the case, he’s not going to show his cards, either. “They’re just a second-rate fortune teller trying to swindle us, Alois. Don’t pay them any mind.”

(Name) tilts their head in what appears to be faux curiosity. “How badly you think of me, Ciel. I haven’t asked you for a penny. I know you’d prefer not to give that much, anyway ― in for a penny, in for a pound, as they say.”

Before either of the earls can breathe another word, Sebastian steps in front of his master. His smile is perfect and polished as always, but under it lurks the unmistakable threat of a butler ready to protect his lord. “It’s my turn to offer apologies, (Lord/Lady) (Name). My young master has business to attend to, so we must take our leave now.”

“Ah? That’s right, of course! Please forgive me.” Their plea doesn’t seem to be genuine, however. Their smile mirrors Sebastian’s own. “Fly back to your master’s shoulder, my dear raven. You needn’t worry about me.”

With that, they push themself away from the wall where they’ve been leaning, and they sweep into a bow directed at both earls. “You need only look me up should you want to speak, but I do believe our paths will cross again aside from that. Enjoy your afternoon, my lords.”

The door is propped open before (Name) throws one final look over their shoulder toward Ciel and Alois. “Do watch out for laughs among the dead, though, won’t you? You two pull so many strings in this city… be careful you’re pulling the right ones.”

And they’re gone, all but vanishing into the crowds outside the door.

The group is silent for a moment as they all try to process what’s just happened. At last, Alois pipes up. “Claude, is it just me, or was that encounter quite strange?”

Gold eyes barely move, locked on the memory of where (Name) just disappeared. “Quite, Your Highness.”

“Agreed,” Sebastian speaks up, with his eyes darting toward where the other demon is looking. “It was most certainly not just you, Lord Trancy.”

“Of course it wasn’t.” Ciel taps his cane on the floor, perhaps with a bit more force than is necessary. “But we’ll worry about them later. Alois, go pay for the sweets so we can get out of here. We’ve got other matters to worry about first.”

The sooner they can deal with the case Her Majesty put them on… the sooner they can look into this (Name).

Curiouser, curiouser, curiouser.

#Black Butler #Kuroshitsuji #Alois #Ciel #Claude #Sebastian #scenario #romantic #platonic #drama #mystery #tagging as romantic and platonic cuz I think it could be seen as both with regard to (Name) haha #BUT DANG I HAD S O MUCH FUN WITH THIS #fucking nerds both of these sTUPID EARLS-#one hell of a queue

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