Chapter 1: rules.

The rain was pouring down violently, almost drowning out William's words.

"I'm saying this for the last time Sutcliff, it is to be a fair competition. I will not show favoritism for anyone. Especially you!" He snapped. William was losing his patients with the little red reaper, if he had even had any patients to start with. "But wiiiiiiiillllll~! I have no chance unless you tip the scales a little, I'm going up against over a hundred others and they're gonna beat me half to death, and show no mercy, just for the prize! Though I plan on doing the same to anyone who stands in my way..." Both Reapers were silent then, until finally Grell asked to go over the details for what seemed like the thousandth time, breaking the silence.

The competition the two Shinigami were referring to was the '1000 Yard march.'

The prize Grell seemed so set on was a very difficult thing to obtain in the Shinigami realm, something no Reaper had ever had. A child. Not as just another soul to reap. But one to raise, nurture, and love. Shinigami can't produce children, and now they were all being given a chance to have one. "The competition is going to be held on the back court of the Library, that is stretched to a little over a thousand yards (hence the name '1000 Yard March'.) Any reaper willing to compete, can." And William knew Grell will stop at nothing to get his baby.

"The Reapers are to start at the designated area and begin the competition as a race. They will race on until about a hundred yards have passed, and then will begin the obstacle course if they choose to continue. The obstacle course goes on for 400 yards and then once again stops, allowing any competitions that wish to stop, the chance to.

"The last section is a bit odd, but makes sense if you think about it. You are to have a partner that you will carry for 250 yards and then when the time comes you will switch with your partner and be the one being carried or vice versa. The first pair to cross the finish line will then go to a room and both reapers will receives z a 'test child' to test there ability and child caring skills. The one to do the best with there test child will earn a real child, newly made into a Shinigami."

Grell, satisfied with the description, simply sat up on Williams's desk, (he had been laying on it) and smiled at William hazily. "What should I name my baby? Hmmm? Ohhhhhhh~! I need to know, Is it going to be a girl or a boy!?" The little reaper was writhing with joy as he shrieked questions excitedly at William, overwhelming his superior and bringing back the headache that always appeared whenever Grell was around. "You already know that the gender of the baby is the winners choice, Sutcliff-" he was starting to say but the little reaper cut him off. "Oh Will I know all about the competition, I just like hearing about how I'm going to get my baby!" And with that he skipped out of the room. "What am I going to do with him..."