Robin and the Blue Jay
A series of drabbles revolving around Ciel Phantomhive and Alois Trancy.

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Robin and the Blue Jay

Ciel was ready to admit that he was no skilled dancer. Though Sebastian tried to teach him once, he still could never be as graceful as the truly talented ones; he could only stand by and watch in amazement at the elegance of feet tapping on the floor, bodies bending in unfathomable ways, and hand motions fluidly following the rhythm of the gentle, calming nocturne. He couldn't say he didn't mind though. His talents fell elsewhere as the Earl of Phantomhive, and he need not worry about such trivial things as dancing.

Well, at least he shouldn't. But what about as Robin, a beautiful young lady clad in the finest pale pink fabrics with little girlish emblems abound, such as ruffles and roses and cute little ribbons? Why he was forced to where this again, he couldn't exactly recall; but either way, a lady of her stature was expected to know how to dance. Though, Ciel found that as long no one would dare approach her with an invitation to do so, then he would be fi—

"Hello, milady. Care to dance?"

A surge of cholera flowed throughout the entirety of Ciel's body. He turned around, meaning to take note of the face of the horrid person who would dare ask him to dance, when he suddenly stopped, mouth hanging agape. That very person was exceptionally beautiful, with blonde locks curling in the gentlest of manners, soft blue eyes that shone with merriment and amusement, placid skin that deemed fragility and would immediately crumble the moment one would touch it… and that very person just so-happened to be a girl. Ciel was speechless, his mind racing with questions such as, "Why would a girl ask me (who is currently dressed as a feminine persona) to dance?" and "Why does she look… familiar?"

The blonde beauty seemed to notice the befuddlement in Ciel's flushed face, which caused him in turn to smile, bemused by such a scene. Eyes sparkling with that very amusement, he could sense that the blue-haired lady was having thoughts as to why another "lady" would dare have the courage to ask her (… or rather, far beyond his knowing, him). Thus, the blonde decided to take action and seize the blue-haired lady's wrist, dragging her on to the middle of all the dancing people. Then, with one swift motion, the blonde steadily placed his arm around the girl's little waist, his free hand intertwining with the girl's free hand. He then took a firm step backwards, and the girl almost fumbled into him. His amused smile grew even more amused as he realized she had no idea how to dance!

This girl was definitely an amazing mystery, suddenly showing up here and taking the spotlight in an instant. And there he was, dancing with such an enigma, smiling at the fact that she lacked the ability to dance. "Just… what is your name?"

"R… Robin…" Ciel whispered hesitantly, taking in a deep breath as the blonde dragged her feet professionally across the entirety of the building. He was struck with awe to the blonde's skills of being able to "dance" with him; he figured that only Sebastian would have that sole ability, to mask his lack of dancing skills.

The blonde smiled again, tightening his grip around the young maiden's waist, whispering softly in Ciel's ear, "Blue Jay…"

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Just as the title entails: a bunch of drabbles revolving around Ciel and Alois! Love those little guys to bits! I might add on to this particular one, though, but that really depends on my inspiration (which I lack right now). Also, I'll be updating this whenever I get a new idea for a short and sweet Ciel/Alois, which is pretty often.

Oh, and by the way… this is officially my 50th fic! Time to celebrate! :D