You are the Poison that is Killing Me. Chapter 1 ~ A time gone by.
(Author's Note: Please do not kill me for using feminine belonging words I wanted to differentiate him and Sebastian and he is the feminine one so derp. DON'T KILL ME! If you do not like it then every time it says She or her or something then just replace it with the male counterpart.
Also The Lovely Cover, belongs to .com. That Beautiful lovely allowed me to use her art as the cover so yah! That's all i have to say.)
In the past there was a romance that rocked the world it stood on. But it was as easy as other love stories…or as simple. A love occurred reluctantly and was forbidden. But split was the heart of one of the lovers. She was blinded by a false love that took her away from the other. Her choices were difficult and painful. Harrowing Years went by leaving the lovers to meet again once more…
It has been years since Grell Sutcliff had seen Sebastian. Years lost by selfless pride and mixed emotions. She gulped as she saw him from her hidden distance. She cooled and approached him.
"How does it feel Sebastian?" she asked when close enough.
Sebastian's eyes widened, He collected himself "What not eating a soul in quite some time or…you" He recognized the voice. He turned his face cold and glaring "Grell."
She smirked trying to keep herself from breaking. He saying her name was intoxicating… She remembered when that face used to entice her, but now it is only a hellish reminder. "Se-"
"If you are trying to reignite some flame on a candle, some passion you can forget it"
Oh that voice. "No- Sebastian let me Explai-"
"You try my patience, "he growled "I have work to do." He turned to leave, but Grell grabbed onto his sleeve.
"No Sebastian! You got it all wrong! You're in terrible danger!" Her voice quivered and her eyes gleaming with honesty alone and not her characteristic seduction. Sebastian turned back to her, confused on how he, of all beings could be in any danger. Even though he is a lesser being than the status of a Grim Reaper he is still very much so more powerful than them. If it weren't for those damn death scythes he could pummel them in a moment.
"What?" He questioned in disbelief of Grell's words. Annoyed with how casual the reaper was being …despite her frantic state. After all that had happened in the past Grell had the audacity to come near Sebastian again. "What could possibly be trying to harm me?" Grell shook her head, not wanting to say any more. Though she was stubborn she needed to tell him.
"There have been these reapers…with these radical ideas, I mean they are completely insane….I mean not really, they are actually quite practical when you thi-"
"Out with it!"
She cringed at his booming voice "They…they want to obliterate your entire kind. They think that our jobs will be better without you getting in the way. I mean they are right but…they can't just kill all of you! They know that the soul count would not be tampered with, with all of you gone and-"
Sebastian did not look at her. Really freaking out over such a little problem as this. A few shinigami with this idea, yes they will definitely ruin the demonic race. "I can take a few reapers…"
"No Sebastian, there are many, hundreds, thousands, and they are getting followers every day, some whole precincts have joined up like the Canterbury division and the Paris division!"
"I am in a contract and they do not know my location. There is the mutual agreement that if a demon is in contract by consent of the mortal that the reapers cannot interfere."
"Sebby-"He glared at her, they were no longer close pet names were not allowed. "Sebastian, they are now totally disregarding that fact in order to achieve their goal. And location wise it is worse that you are in a contract. Us reapers keep tabs on where demons are when they are in contract because we cannot collect that soul, so hence…they know where you are."
Sebastian smiled that cruel smile and turned to Grell. "Thank you for the information, but I can handle this on my own, Good Day." I starts to walk away but then looks over his shoulder "Even without your warning"
"No, Sebastian!" She grabbed his hand "Please… I'm sorry…for everything…"
He pulled his hand form her. "Everything…" he huffs under his breath, and walked away from her, leaving her alone in the rose garden.
"I-I only …" she waists her breath "I only regret half of what I did to you…"
Grell walked with tears in her eyes down a dark alley way. Her legs were no longer hers, he body wasn't hers and neither her mind. She was a shell…an empty shell of what she used to be. l ever since that night she had never been herself again. She used to be so passionate and full of red hot life but now she was simply dull and nothing. The world spun around her in a dizzying manner, making everything a labyrinth for her. She leaned against a wall and slumped down to the ground. A dirty puddle and rats were at her feet but she did not notice. And amidst the loneliness of the night she recalled her past mistakes. "My God why did I ever let him go?"
Sebastian sat in a velvet armchair. The night air encircling him though enclosed in the manor walls. He sat there recalling the event from earlier that day. Grell's sudden appearance, oh why did she have to show up after so many years, why! The thought led to unhappy memories, and he recoiled in disgust. He hated her so much now, though he could not escape the whirlpool drenching his thoughts. He remembered all the good of her despite her betrayal. Even demons can feel the hurt of the heart, which is why they rarely show they have one. Sebastian remembered the sweet scent of Grell's long red hair, and how he would get lost in it in the darkest parts of the night, enticing, and the body that was so soft and pale the mere thought alone could drive an ordinary mortal man to sin. He remembered the nights they shared together hidden in the darkness entwined in each other's arms acting if it were their last moments alive, and then he remembered… the night she cast him aside…
A flicker of light caught his eye snapping him out of his painful thoughts, and thought it was the fire dying out. He moved from the armchair like a raven's feather on the wind, so swift and poked the sparking flames and realized with turning his head that it was not the fire at all but outside. Grell's warning had come all too quickly. The radical shinigami were there and ready to kill!
He went out into the hall to see a bigger picture of the battle field before him. Out the large window he could see a large mass of Reapers. One to over a thousand that seems fair. Sebastian walked out onto the veranda to peer over the sea of enemies. Suddenly a cloaked figure heavily landed on the railing. With his cutlery he threw them at the figure and tore the cloak to pieces. In the dim light Sebastian could see it was Grell yet again at his door.
His eyes narrowed. He had had enough of the damned reaper. "What are you doing here." He interrogated. Two times in over a year! What was the thing playing at!
"Helping you!" she whispered.
"Helping me…ha, your help!" he said cruelly "Such an ill thought. You really thought I would need your help. I thought after choosing to go with that pig you would have grown up and known not to mess with my kind. I thought he would have beaten your – ah – or have you just been running with your tail between your legs this whole time. Not for the last time Grell Sutcliff, do not pester me, I have had enough of your foolery to last me an eternity, if I am destined to die, let me die, you yourself have killed me already." Sebastian turned from her and spread his arms wide like wings out as a welcoming gesture out to the battalion. "Come you brawny cowards; come take your prize mount my head over your fireplace for all I care!"
"Sebastian stop!" She grasped his arm to pull him from view. He pushed her away and continued at the reapers below "You disgust me you vile beings, how can you even call yourself divine?" He smirked. The moon silhouetted his face but his eyes glowed a fierce purple and his teeth scintillated brightly and threateningly down at the shinigami. "And plot against a power like myself."
Sebastian jumped up and dodged the fusillade of sparks of the reapers scythes clanging together ready to kill the incubus before them. "I bite my thumb at the likes of you." He bit his thumb, insulting the garrison in the Shakespearean way, and bowed for his show was done.
"You dog!" The seeming leader spat at Sebastian. The voice was familiar to the both of them, and wrenched the heart of Grell to hear it boom. It was none other than William T. Spears. Her current lover. "How dare you speak so malign to us, you who has no right to even speak a single utterance. You are one of those cast away from god and deserve to be punished as such! You are nothing but a traitor and an outcast! Unneeded in neither the divine realm nor the natural world!" He launched his scythe at the demon, and hit his arm rather than the desired target due to Sebastian's quick movements. "Damn!"
"Sebastian!" Grell shouted as he saw the blade swipe his arm. But Sebastian had slipped into the dark. William on the other hand had approached her. He jumped up onto the balcony beside her and held her shoulders roughly. He turned her frail body towards himself.
He snarled at her "I thought I dealt with you earlier."
"Let me go…" she whimpered struggling in his grasp. "Will, please let me go! Don't touch me!"
William looked at her in disgust and let his hands slip, but before moving he silenced her with a rough and cruel kiss. "Don't you dare continue to get in my way!" And he struck her upon the cheek.
"Search the grounds!" Will said to his followers "Do not stop until he is found!...I Want his head for my …well as he said… a decoration on my mantelpiece. "
William left to continue the search for Sebastian. Grell held her cheek now red because of Will. She fell to her knees crumpled in pain, fear and regret.
Regret…
Grell moved slowly. Such much pain wrenched at her heart and her soul that it actually inhibited her physical abilities. Unlike the reapers who blindly search the vicinity of the manor and do not notice the trail of Sebastian's blood on the leaves around the grounds heading into the woods. But she followed the blood that seeped form the creature's arm, The black liquid hardly staining the earth. Her pace quickened as soon as it was possible. Grell's world was hazed in conflict and the world was falling apart at the seams.
"Sebastian" she called out into the darkness, "SEBASTIAN!"
"Do you intend on harming me further then you already have?" he questioned as he slinked into the open to face her. His hand clutching his bleeding arm.
"Harm?" her face haggard.
"Demons do not love for a reason, more so because We harm them." His voice serious and his gaze cold and burning. She squirmed uncomfortable with this look. "Not the other way around." He moved in a flash and pinned her against a tree, rage taking over his mind. His hand holding her at her throat.
"Now Tell me," he hissed "Why do you insist on pursuing me! Showing up after all these years! Your insolence is beyond me!" Though he held a strong façade, Grell could see in his eyes that the demon was on the verge of tears. Tears, she thought have I really tortured him this much. Grell remained silent, pressed against the tree; she looked at him only with fear and longing.
"I-I told y-you I – was – sorry- gyaahhnn-"She choked out as Sebastian's hand clenched.
"Sorry…" he seethed through closed teeth. "Sorry!" He sighed and released her, letting her slip down onto the ground. She gasped for air "For what you did to me, I –"he swallowed "I – "
"I – I only regret half of what I did to you! Sebastian!"
His eyes avoided hers and he didn't face her. "And…what half may that be…?"
"The night I left you behind."
Sebastian felt a twinge of remorse flow through him as the reaper in front of him uttered those words.
"Then why… - when" he swallowed "I – "
"There are memories I wish I could erase," she looked down holding her arm coyly, "If I could I would make time somehow bend b-but I'm not that strong … any longer. I used to carry myself not giving a damn what anyone would think. I was a flame! But Will he…" She paused, his mind scanning memories. "No! I have said too much!" She turned from him.
"No, you've said too little. "He gently put his hand on her shoulder. "If what you say is genuine…why say it now! After years, after decades of resentment, years of hatred towards you" his voice lost its stature and eloquence. "But," He breathed ant turned Grell to face him, "I never stopped…"
Sebastian's next move would be fatal in a game of chess, to move the knight directly in front of the rook… A fatal move. He kissed. Not tenderly, not lightly, but with passion that had never ended for the reaper. After years of feeling betrayed and cast aside he never stopped… he never stopped loving Grell. The tree became the stage for the kiss as he pushed the fiery red head to it. A single tear fell, no cascaded down Grell's pale, cold cheek like a diamond falling from a royal's crown. Her face did not hold the warmth as it used to those many years ago. More tears fell, but their lips did not part, nor did her green gaze blink. The kiss was so powerful it did not deserve to be called simply a mere kiss… but by what other name could it have been called.
Sebastian backed away. Grell's eyes blinked finally and glanced up at the demon before her. Sebastian's whole self shook wildly. He stood staring at his hands looking as though he had murdered someone in cold blood, losing his sanity as he looked at stained hands like a human. As for Grell, only her lips quivered. She reached her hands up and found that they were also trembling. She glided her fingered over her lips and pushed off a bead of blood with her tongue. She could taste Sebastian's familiar, sinful flavor that could not forgotten from that night. How could she have ever left him? That kiss reminded her of her mistake and all she longed for was another one.
"Go." Sebastian uttered the first words a long and trembling silence. His words were filled with pain and agony. Demons are hard to break, but to actually cause one pain, torture: Physically or mentally was a feat. "Go …leave me." Sebastian poured his face into his hand and with the other motioned Grell to leave him. Sebastian was acting uncharacteristically weak and emotional, and Grell was the cause. She was the one thing that could break him, the one thing that made him open to pain. Why did she possess this power. "Leave me behind…"
Her face lost all color and her jaw unhinged causing her mouth to gape open. It quivered like it was trying to form words but could not find them, lost in the cavern of her mind.
"Do you not have ears? Go!" He repeated "Maybe your lover will end my suffering…"
She looked down and clutched the fabric over her chest; she could feel her heart slowing as if time stopped moving. "You ask me to make the same mistake I made twenty years ago… a mistake I regret more than any sin of my past?" tears painted her pale white cheeks. "I have poured far too many tears over the years without you… but if you ask it of me…I will go…"
Sebastian turned unable to comprehend the words spoken to him, but when he turned to look at her the lithe body had already vanished, untraceable into the darkness of the night. All that was left to do was to run… Clutching bloodied arms and broken memories or run to find his death waiting for him. He chose to take whichever came first.