A/N: So, I thought I'd write up a cutesy little Christmas Special sort of as a means to balance out the seriousness of Sacrifice. Since it's bound to get darker soon with Seb's evilness and Eric's well...being Eric Anyway, some Christmas fluff! And maybe a cute little lemon at the end! But to chronicle the week between Xmas and new years, this is here! Thank you for the reviews on Sacrifice also, I really truly appreciate them!

"Oh come on, Boss!"

"No Mr. Knox,"

"Oh come on! It's just one little party...It won't kill you to go a just one-"

"Oh yes it will, Mr. Knox, now drop it." William picked up his files and left the office, making his way to General Affairs as quick as possible with Ronald hot on his heels. That kid wasn't going to give up, was he? Hmm, well to his credit, his persistence was a very appealing quality. Now if only that demon would leave them be...

"You've got to be joking, Boss. Can't you go even for an hour? It'll be a costume party even! Nobody will even know that it's you. You could say it's someone else and not you! I mean, come on Boss, you've gotta relax somehow,"

"I know exactly how to relax, Mr. Knox, I do paperwork,"

"That doesn't count!" He ran a hand through his hair as Will set down the files, filling out the proepr forms and raising an eyebrow at the blond.

"And what does, Mr Knox? Getting so drunk that I can't tell who I am anymore? Writhing around a sweaty dance floor to that noise you call music?" Not that Will would admit to enjoying a nice rave now and then. In reality he did have quite the soft spot for Electronica music in every way, shape, and form. It was just as complex and beautiful as Classical in it's own way.

"What about an evening out with a certain blond reaper?" He winked and pushed up Will's glasses slowly. He would have pulled him down for a kiss but Will instantly put a finger to his lips instead, leaning in close.

"Not in public, Ronald...you know the rules. And you know that's why I'm not attending that party,"

"Oh come on, Will~ just this once?" He cocked his head to the side and smiled a little,standing up on his tiptoes to be eye level with the older reaper. It really should be a crime that William was taller than him. Although he didn't really mind it, it was very bothersome, not as much as the no PDA rule. It wasn't his fault that Reaper Resources had a potato up their bums about intra-office relations; especially when it was a boss/subordinate type situation. Ronald sighed and looked down at the ground, slightly annoyed by William slipping a note into his hand as he walked away. "Great..." He shoved the note in his pocket without looking at it and winked at one of the girls on his way out. He had to find Grell, they had to go shopping for costumes! He sniffed a bit and searched the entire dispatch, pouting a bit when he didn't see the redhead anywhere. "Damn," He pulled the note from his pocket and unfolded it, hopefully something cute from Will past his regular overtime notices.

"Knox. My office. 6.30. Don't be late" For once could William not be cryptic with his notes? Or at least just tell him? He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, slipping back through the building and into his office. He didn't have a terribly long list of souls to collect for once so he had nothing to do with himself. He looked around the office quietly and smiled a bit when he realised it was empty, now what?

William sighed as he checked the clock again. Of course Ronald would be late, would it really be that bothersome to be on time for once? He slipped off his coat and draped it over the back of his chair, picking up his pen and twirling it around in his fingers.

"B-boss? Sorry I'm late...I sort of fell asleep in Alan and Eric's office...it's just so weird with them not being here, you know?" Ronald leaned against the door and crossed his arms, looking down at the ground. It really was strange for Eric and Alan not to be there, being called out to another branch on short notice wasn't exactly a thrilling experience, especially for William. "How long are they going to be in Greece anyway? I mean, the dispatch in Santorini can't be as short-staffed as we are..."

"Unfortunately they are, I just wished those two had been more focused on the work instead of an excuse for some sort of romantic getaway. Then again, the Greek reapers are rather lazy...Close the door, Knox. Last thing I need is for someone to hear you," William adjusted his glasses and leaned against the desk, watching the blond silently. Ronald really wasn't used to having a relationship, was he? Then again, William didn't have any room to talk in that regard; He did however have an advantage on Ronald by actually having been in a relationship in the past, even if it was on and off with Grell. "As far as how long they'll be there is concerned...well, you can never tell with the Greeks but odds are with their lifestyle it'll most likely be Spring before they come back,"

Before Ronald could say anything regarding Will's disdain of Greek reapers, or blink for that matter, he realised he was being held tight by the older reaper, staring right at him and arms holding him close. Thank goodness really because Ronald was freezing and no matter what the situation was, Will always seemed to be warm, though nobody would ever know that by sight.

"Boss...? Have you changed your mind about the party? It won't be any fun if I'm the only one there without a date..."

"Ronald you know the rules. Supervisor/subordinate relations are forbidden. If I come with you-"

"No one has to know...It's a masquerade party, Will. You could wear a mask-"

"They'd recognise the glasses..."

"Who cares? You don't have to tell anybody that you're my date, or that we're together, please Will?"

"Ronald-" He ran a hand through his hair and sighed, kissing the top of Ronald's forehead. Persisant seemed to be an understatement at this point. "I'll give you my answer tomorrow, fair enough? For now why don't we go to dinner,,,then back to work. Got it?"

"What? You've got to be joking!"

"Well then I take it you would prefer to work on Christmas, Mr. Knox?" There he goes, being professional again. He really did hate being called Knox in private, Mr. Knox was even worse.

"Fine. But I better be getting paid overtime!"