I blame you. But I LOVE YOU FOR MAKING UNAWARE SHIPPING. MY 4TH OTP DOESN’T GET ENOUGH LOVE.

Characters:

Ciel = Astral

Sebastian = Ryoga

Yuma = Lizzy (Since you said so)

Thomas = Lau (FORGIVE ME, I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO)

Madame Red = Akari (…Their hair matches right?)

Grell (Butler) = Vector (Rei)

Viscount Druitt = Chris/ V (KILL ME)

So those are some characters. This is based off episode 4 of Kuroshitsuji. The one where Ciel is forced to wear a dress.

Meh, it’s for you.

“Astral will be my niece, visiting from the country.” Akari, Astral’s auntie says, looking at her nephew, dressed up in a wonderful ,frilly pink, dress. He’d look better if he didn’t have that ‘I’m going to murder you’ look in his face, and didn’t have that eyepatch blocking one of his eyes.

“And Ryoga will be Astral’s tutor.” The said bodyguard smirked. Well, the only difference in his appearance, was that he had to wear a tuxedo, and some glasses! That must be an improvement in someone’s face.

“And just why do I have to be your niece?!” Astral asked angrily. Well, why wouldn’t he? He spent the entire afternoon being forced to have lessons in manners, eating, blah, blah, fancy stuff. Then after being forced by his bodyguard, Ryoga the Barian, to wear the most suffocating attire known to mankind (A.K.A: Dress), he just needed to get this night over with. He would rather have Yuma stumbling around the manor, singing one of his own happy songs, along with his other servants.

His aunt better have a good reason.

“Because, dear, I always wanted a girl!~” She said cheerfully. Thomas’ look was not helping either. That smirk of his was just so damn annoying. He wished he could just order Ryoga to throw him out the window, but he was supposed to act as his aunt’s lover. 

Then his aunt’s clumsy butler, Rei, just smiled at him sheepishly. For what? If he’s telling him he looks great, it wasn’t helping either.

“You’re kidding me!”

Heh. I must admit, he looks better in a dress. Astral’s bodyguard thought. He noticed the smirk on his bodyguard’s face, and glared at him, wiping that little smirk of his annoying face.

“Besides, I heard the viscount has an eye for any pretty little thing in a skirt, and we do want to catch his eye, right?” Astral didn’t know if his aunt was making fun of him, or planning something that he wasn’t suppose to know. He looked at his bodyguard, and the two exchanged nods.

“First, we need to look for the viscount.” Ryoga said, scanning the area. His master’s pissed off look was still hilarious, though. “Pffft. I’m sorry, but your face…. it’s just… pffft.” Astral ignored his bodyguard’s comment.

“At least Yuma’s not here.” Astral sighed in relief. “If he sees me like this, he’s gonna bombard me with questions.”

“This place is so cool!”

Both of them stopped walking, and looked at the person that made the comment: Yuma.

“R-R-R-R-Ryo-g-g-g-g-ga-ga…” Astral was stuttering his bodyguard’s name over and over again, that Ryoga had to calm him down.

“Huh? You in the pink dress!” Yuma pointed to Astral. “Why do you look familiar?”

After minutes of running away from the little lord’s childhood friend, and waltzing around, just to get to the other side, the bodyguard sighed at his master’s terrible dancing, and lack of energy.

“See, this is why I tell you to eat a lot.” Ryoga sighs. Astral is still on the ground, panting. He’s just overreacting.

“That was wonderful.”

Once Ryoga had helped his master stand up, the two eyed at the person who just complimented their little dance. He was up to something, of course. No one has complimented his little lord’s dancing.

The man’s long silver hair attracted all the women. Astral gulped. This was the Viscount.

Ryoga bowed, and took his leave.

“G-Good evening, Lord Chris Arclight.” Astral stutters, making himself sound feminine.

He shuddered when the viscount took his hand, and kissed it. He can hear the laughter of his bodyguard from here.

Tch. That Jerk!

And that’s how I’m ending it, since:

1. I’m lazy.

2. I dunno what else to add.

Meh. Hope you like it. :D