It was strange, at one moment, Alois was seething with rage because of a certain Phantomhive boy. And the next he lay on the floor, his head pounding. What had he done? That was something, that in his state, didn’t care to much about. He neared his door and grabbed his coat. And headed to the door. He called his butler to take him to the said manor and off the boy went.

Alois knew this boy, but at the same time didn’t, it was rather odd. The feeling in his head still there, his thoughts hazy and he felt absent. Luke he wasn’t actually there. Soon he was set in front of manor doors, he opened them quickly and smiled. This place was familiar to him.

He didn’t know what happened exactly. The only thing he knew was that word got out and fast from his group of friends that Ciel Phantomhive had gotten into an accident. Really he could give two shits about the guy; he was a douche in his opinion. They never gotten along, Ciel would always find every way to make his life a living hell. Always finding indirect ways to ruin him; from condescending comments to small pranks that couldn’t ever be traced back to him. Just those eyes that only Eren would see that told him it was Ciel that did it and there was NO way for him to prove it. And this went on for as long as he could remember... which was somewhere in their elementary years; they were now in their late twenties.