William T. Spears straightened his shoulders and frowned deeply, he stared up at the glum buildings resonating large amounts of spiritual energy. Mildly anxious students chattered excitingly in the court yard. Pushing up his black framed glasses up his nose, he walked steadily among the new students towards the entrance building. Inside, the hallways were flooded with students collecting their materials and chatting among requited friends. In advance, all the students had received their daily uniforms and information. Pleased, William tightened his tie and fixed the arm fitting of the black jacket on top.
William scouted for the main office; the dark building was originally a castle until it became the Death God's Academy it is now. He found the two large doors leading into the main office; large stone pillars guarded them in a parallel stance. The secretary was placed in the center, with a dark, auburn large desk. An ink bottle was placed to the right, with a series of quills and files of paper behind them. There was a picture of a young boy on the left corner of the desk. The woman appeared to be aging rapidly, with silver hair tied up in a bun and large, clear glasses framing her eyes. She pursed her lips, glancing up at William. His body tensed while she scanned the young man.
"May I help you sir?" Her voice came out casually, sounding almost hoarse and warn out. William cleared his throat, taking a step closer to the desk.
"Yes, my name is William T. Spears and it appears as if my key to my dorm wasn't sent to me."
The secretary's grey eyes lit up as he recited his name to her, "Oh! So you're the Spears boy! I've heard a lot about you, you're almost known as the perfect student around here! The staff here are almost positive you'll make a perfect Death God." She giggled, annoying William to no end.
"Uh, yes. Would you mind..?"
"Ah yes! Of course, I do apologize. Let's see… William T. Spears…" She rambled through some files. "There it is. I'm sorry it wasn't received with the rest of the package. Enjoy your dorm; you will meet your roommate after classes."
"Roommate?" An eyebrow twitched, and his frown deepened.
"Ah, yes. Since the school has started to over populate, students will now be paired with a roommate."
"Oh, I see. I wasn't informed." A sleek finger pressed the dark glasses up the bridge of his nose. He lifted a pocket watch out of the pocket of his vest, nearly five minutes till his first class. "I should be going. Thank you for your time."
She smiled widely, continuing her work as William turned around hastily and began to search for his first period class. Luckily, he had the building and his classes memorized, finding his class easily. Chattering students stopped to watch him choose a seat, particularly the girls, although that is questionable why. He chose a seat close to the large window and close to the back. He sighed, staring out, letting the scenery relax him. The professor walked in casually and started his lesson, anxious students taking notes while William was already knowledgeable in the subject. He continued to allow the scenery to relax him. Pale trees blowing out their leaves in the wind.
Tap, Tap.
William stopped his thoughts.
Tap, Tap.
He frowned, listening closer.
Tap, Tap, Tap.
An eyebrow twitched.
The door burst open, slamming against the wall. The professor stopped the lesson, now interrupted. Everyone turned to stare at the late student, particularly William. The young man was average height, although it was increased with tall, obscure red and black heels. Fortunately, he was wearing the correct uniform, although the black jacket wasn't buttoned properly, exposing his dark grey vest and the black tie was loosely hanging down his neck with his undershirt collars popped up to cover his neck. William clenched his jaw, there were numerous rules broken with his variation with the academies uniform. Lastly, he glanced at the young man's facial appearance; bright red choppy hair glistened on his head with golden-green eyes covered with long lashes and red eye shadow. Red framed glasses dipped down his nose, his lips were plump with a soft sheen of lip gloss smeared onto them.
William frowned, his dark, thin eyebrows clenching together. Firstly, this man was late for his classes, clearly not acceptable. Secondly, he broke several regulations with the school uniform; thirdly he bursts through the classroom appearing as a circus act?
The redhead composed himself, flaunting his choppy hair with his right hand giving a smile that exposed sharp, shark teeth and gave off a devious expression.
"Sutcliff, you're late. No surprise there." The professor was stern, but seemed familiar with the redhead's appearance and actions.
"Ah~ sorry teach. I lost track of time when I was getting ready this morning. A lady needs time to appear suitable you know~" His voice was smooth, graceful and entirely flamboyant. Numerous girls giggled, waving to the student, the redhead flaunted his hips giving them a wink.
"Sutcliff. Hurry up and take a seat you're wasting time."
"Yes teach! ~"
'Sutcliff', unfortunately, took the available seat in front of William. He seemed incredibly flamboyant, obnoxious and almost gender-confused. As the redhead stared out the window with a bored expression, William continued attempting to figure out the 'man'.
He could figure out anyone with a simple equation in his head, people were simple. Complexity did not surface to their souls. Desires, hatred, it's all the same throughout everyone. However as William continued to stare above at that 'thing' as he would soon prefer to reference him as, he couldn't figure out what exactly goes through his mind. The redhead glanced back to William, giving him an innocent smile, letting William know he's been caught. He frowned, and changed his direction towards the teacher.
Fortunately, William didn't have to see the thing until spotting him during lunch. William sat alone, the stone felt cold underneath him. The courtyard, William presumed, was a general place for students to eat lunch. Since students would now be living at the academy for at least four years, students receive breakfast, lunch and dinner from the cafeteria. It was a good chef in charge as well, William knew of a student whose father was the main chef. He sighed, opening a novel he was currently reading. He was currently not in the mood to eat much, and honestly today's meal didn't look very appealing to him.
"Hmm. What'cha readin?" William jumped, startled. He turned around to face the student looking over his shoulder. He was a young man with short brown hair, a gentle, almost pleasing face. He had brown chocolate eyes that matched the tone of his hair, in a way he looked average.
"That's certainly none of your business." William replied in a strict tone, although the book was nothing special. Boring even, he just hated it when people stuck their noses in his private life.
"Oh. Sorry, just curious 'tis all." The boy replied with a smile, holding his hand out to William. "The name's Levi. Levi Black. Nice ta meet cha Mr.…? "
"William T. Spears."
"Nice ta meet cha William." Levi plopped down beside the dark haired student, snacking on some crackers he probably received with the soup.
"Pleasure's all mine." He responded, glancing down onto the novel once more. A bored expression took over his face; he needed something to distract himself. That something became Sutcliff.
The redhead pranced around the courtyard, flirting with countless of boys and girls following him. It surprised William how quickly he became popular. He looked away, angry at himself of why he was so interested.
"By the way, what do you know about that 'thing'?" William asked, pointing over to the redhead casually. Levi turned his head, staring over at the flirtatious redhead. William anxiously waited for a response, unconsciously leaning closer to the brown-headed boy.
Levi, unexpectedly, burst in laughter. He laughed for a period of time, wiping his tears as he looked at the dumbfounded William.
"Do ya really not know who 'e is?" Levi's face warped into a serious expression, clutching William's shoulders. In the moment, William had accidently looked over at the thing, meeting eye contact. The redhead smiled, turning around abruptly when someone had called his name.
William threw off the boy, collecting his composure. Sure he had found the redhead―a bit―attractive. But really he had no idea who he was. He didn't even know his first name. Frankly, he should have nothing to do with his type of character. To become a successful Death God he needed to focus on his studies, and only that. However, he couldn't help but be intrigued by the mysterious redheaded thing.
William cleared his throat, "Really, it's not that important. Only out of curiosity I asked, he seems to be a disturbance."
Levi chuckled, "Better not let dem' superiors catch ya sayin' that now. Grell Sutcliff is indeed an important character to our society."
"What do you mean by that?"
"What I mean is,―"Levi was abruptly interrupted by the bell, ending lunch officially. Crunching his eyebrows, William sat up from the stone brushing off the dust on his jacket. He cleared his throat, as Levi waved goodbye and rushed inside.
William sighed, walking back slowly along with the rushing students. He believed he had 'Maintaining Spirits' and 'Weaponry' left before they were sent to their official dorms. This will be eventful for sure.
X
The last two periods went smoothly, and William didn't have to think about anything but his studies. Students around him were exhausted, although William maintained his composure. His superiors were watching them carefully; he needed to be extra careful he doesn't slip up around their watchful eyes.
A middle-aged man came to the front of the stadium, clearing his throat he spoke loudly and clearly, gaining everyone's attention. Round glasses covered his eyes, and his hair balding in the front. William focused on his directions.
"Students, welcome to the Death God's Academy, where the best have made it to reap the most unfortunate souls. During your stay here, you will be learning the proper way to reap souls with the proper education. Not to mention your education here is the key to success in the work related area" the man sounded unamused and bored, "you will be staying in dorms with a roommate during the rest of your school career; your superiors will lead you up to your rooms, not to worry students, you're belongings have already been placed in the correct rooms. Have a good year students."
William frowned, pushing up his glasses with his index finger. He was grouped in with quite a few anxious boys that were being lead to the sixth floor. In pursuit, William walked a few steps faster than the boys, and stopped at the door to his room. He pulled out his silver key and stepped in. To William's utter surprise, a light was already on, and his roommate was already unpacked and in the room.
The dorm had two rooms, a larger room with two beds spaced out against the walls, parallel to each other. Black end-tables were planted beside the beds, with a simple lamp placed onto them. The second room was the bathroom, which William couldn't see at the moment. Really, it was simple and professional. Exactly how William preferred it.
It was his roommate which he really didn't prefer.
A flamboyant red head was planted onto the left bed with his obscene heels kicked up onto his newly placed red sheets under him. He had a book of Shakespeare works in his hands as he was diligently and contently reading it. William froze dumbfounded until the thing had noticed him; a wide smile appeared on his face as it lit up. William cleared his throat and closed the door behind him. He already saw his suitcase had already been placed on his bed.
"Ah~ you must be my roommate! Pleasure meeting such a handsome man~" He winked, pursing his lips flirtatiously. "You must be wondering what such a beautiful lady's name must be eh? Well let me tell you! ~ It's Grell Sutcliff! Or, if you want to be formal Miss Sutcliff will do too! ~"
William's eyebrow twitched furiously, as his frown deepened dramatically. "Yes, Mr. Sutcliff. William T. Spears." He held his palm out to the redhead, regretting it fully when Grell jumped up from his bed and attacked William with a hug. Even with heels, Grell was still shorter, only reaching to William's shoulders when he was attacking him with inappropriate behaviour.
William peeled off the shorter redhead, walking towards his bed, neatly placing out his stuff. Grell giggled, plopping down onto his own bed. He stared at William as he carried on with his own business. The taller man had black hair as dark as ravens, his pale skin could compete against the moon, as for his eyes; a golden-green shade that matched Grell's own, they were so sharp underneath the dark framed glasses, and so sexy that they sent shivers down Grell's spine every time he looked at them. For example at lunch, when he had accidently caught William's eyes he couldn't help himself at all!
"Hey Will~"
William sighed, "Its William."
Completely ignored, Grell carried on. "Do you want to go tour around the building?"
"What? No, it's against regulations to go touring around the academy."
Grell suddenly jumped up from his bed, grabbing William's arm with incredible strength that took William by surprise, and dragged him out of the door and across the hall.
X
Grell had dragged William down so many hallways it was almost as if they were in a maze, although William had the entire building memorized, he was completely lost to where Grell had been taking him. After a while, William started to walk normally beside Grell, although he had failed to peel Grell off of him.
"Sutcliff." William growled under his breath, peaking at every corner they passed, watching to see if any superior was watching them. "It's against the Academy Regulations to be out of your dorm after hours. We should not be here."
Grell squealed in excitement, clasping down on William's arm tighter. William's face flushed for a moment, but he would never admit it. "Ah~ Will, your such a proper student aren't you? How rebellious of you to be breaking rules with me~"
"Grell, get serious. We could get in a lot of trouble for this."
"Oh, relax Will. Let's just say I have special privileges," he glanced up and winked at the dark-haired man. "Besides, there's a place no one knows about that I want to take you~ to declare the beginning of our friendship!"
William raised an eyebrow. What 'special privileges' was he talking about? After cutting a few more corners and heading down towards a lower level, they ducked down into a secret door covered in the darkness. William stared down at the redhead, his piercing eyes shining in the dark with him smiling up at him, William couldn't help but has his heart skip a beat. No, he shook his head, this was wrong. He didn't even know this 'thing' yet he couldn't help but enjoy himself a little around Grell. The little redhead was like a ball of energy and that may be exactly what he needed.
Grell took William's hand, grasping it tightly in excitement. William's face flushed, thankful they're both in the dark concealing the crimson taking over his features. Grell squealed as he found the key hanging on the stone wall, opening the large wooden door masked with metal. It opened slowly; rust surrounding everywhere while the large creaking noise it produced almost seemed as if the echoing would bring the entire academy down to this secret room.
However no one came. It was only William and an extremely feminine redhead walking into a room together in darkness. And as the door fully opened, Grell walked in casually bringing an extremely hesitant William beside him as he lit a lantern hanging on the inner wall of the door. As it fully lit up, William could see the entire room and was in awe of what he found.
For what he didn't know at that moment, was how much his life would change with Grell Sutcliff hanging to his side.