Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji, or any of the characters in this this story.

Background Info: Okay, so hopefully you guys read this before jumping into the story, because otherwise, it may not make as much sense. This was a story written by two authors, not just me. It was actually a role-play we had going together on Tumblr, but we had requests to publish it, so here it is. That being said, it is written from switching point of views, so sorry if it's slightly confusing in parts. I'm trying to edit it slightly as I go so you are able to understand which character is speaking at the time.

The story was actually meant to be a crack role-play that took place after another role-play we did involving young Academy Grell visiting his older self and William in the future. So if you see young Grell referring to his "future self" or "future William," that's what he is talking about. Anyways, the first few chapters are kind of cracky, and contain yaoi, but once you get to the later chapters, the story turns pretty angsty, and hits you right in the Grelliam feels.

Credit: I couldn't have written this wonderful story without the help of my role-play partner, Williamthereaper. Best William on Tumblr!

Enjoy!


Grell had just gotten back to his room at the academy from a visit to his future. He still had trouble processing all that had happened over the last day… it was just so much to take in! His older self had shown up in his room out of nowhere, which was surprising enough, but then he went and swept him off to the future to show him what it was like… and the young redhead had been dominated by William of all people! He had enjoyed it at the time, but reminiscing on it now, Grell could feel a bit of anger welling up inside of him. He had allowed William, that B student to show him up… to humiliate him! How could he have allowed this to happen?! The redhead growled and snarled at the thought, clenching his fists tightly. He would not allow himself to become like his older self, he was going to find a way to redeem his pride… to regain his dominance!

After a few moments, Grell's thoughts fell onto William… the William that he knew now, with the messy hair and B average. Future William may have showed him up, but there's no way that young Will stood a chance against him! Grell took a deep breath and tried to compose himself, a grin replacing the scowl on his face as he headed towards Will's dorm room. The B student had no idea what kind of storm was headed his way…

It was after classes, and as he always did, William had started his homework with the goal set to finish them before dinner. Studying came easily to him, even if he had to put a lot of effort into each and every thing. When he had entered the Academy, he had decided that he would graduate with the grades that were necessary. Graduation only required a 'B' average, so he aspired to that on every single thing he did. Had he not had this goal, things would have gone faster and smoother. Getting the same grade in everything was surprisingly hard. But he had never been one to give up, so he kept going.

Most students used the time between classes and meals to socialize and make friends. William had never had many friends, nor did he need them. He saw no use for them in order to graduate. He was here to become a full-fledged reaper, and nothing else. The ultimate goal was to work in the London division, maybe even in a higher position than the usual officer rank. But first he needed to graduate.

Setting a paper aside, he closed the book on his first assignment and opened the next. The trick was discipline and organization. Something most other students here lacked. Especially the violent, rude redhead he had seen around a few times. Not that they had ever spoken, but he had seen him. It was hard not to when he was the only one that had that hair color. Unlike William, who no one noticed.

Grell whistled as he walked through the empty hallways, a twisted grin upon his face. It was late, and everyone was already inside their own dorms, studying, sleeping, or partying. Grell could only guess which one William was doing, though it didn't ever show in those pitiful average grades if his. The redhead chuckled darkly at the thought, his grin widening as he reached William's room. He stopped outside, and for a brief moment, just stood there with that grin on his face, all too excited for what he was about to do. After a few moments of formulating a simple plan to be let inside, he let his grin turn into softer smile and knocked upon the door.

It had taken Will three tries to make his last homework assignment be at the B level. With a nod, he set them all aside in a neat pile so he could bring them with him to the correct classes tomorrow. Then William took of his precious glasses, and cleaned them while he stretched his neck in different angles until he heard a knock on the door. It was a strange occurrence for anyone to knock on it, and especially at this time. He sighed, stood up, and walked over to unlock it. Outside stood… the redhead? He looked at him with a frown, but otherwise remained expressionless. Why was he here? The man had never even talked to him before this evening. "Can I help you?" He found that he didn't even remember his name. Well, he would just have to be as polite as he could be under the circumstances.

It took all Grell had in him to not let his anger get the best of him at seeing William. 'Finally, time to show off my prowess as an actress.' Grell thought to himself, smile still in place on his face. "Why yes, as a matter of fact, you can help me. You see, I seemed to have misplaced some of the notes we took in ethics earlier… silly me~!" Grell giggled cheerfully through the lie. He never took notes in that pointless class anyway. "Anyways, I know that you are quite the studious one William, and was wondering if I may come in and take a look at yours?" The redhead had never done a better job at sounding innocent in his life. Good thing that this William didn't know him very well yet, or he would have surely began to question this odd situation with much scrutiny.

This was certainly odd, the few times he had seen this man, he had appeared angry and violent. William figured that the change in attitude was created because the redhead needed something from him, which was not something he was used to. "I understand." He adjusted his glasses. "And my name is William T. Spears." He hated when people didn't use his full name, it made it lose some of its sense of authority. "But since you are a student as well, and I have understood your grade in that particular class is lacking, you may have a look at my notes. If you wait here, I will get them for you." He just wanted this strange meeting to be over so he would carry on his evening routine. Leaving the redhead in the doorway, he went up to his desk to retrieve the correct papers.

"That would be much appreciated, William T. Spears~" Grell smiled. You could hear a hint of sarcasm in his voice as he corrected Will's name. "My name is Grell Sutcliff, by the way. But you can call me Grell~" He added, his smile growing faintly darker as he watched the man turn to go get his notes. Once William's back was fully facing him, Grell quietly stepped into the room, inviting himself inside. Very slyly, he reached an arm behind him to lock the door. His kind smile turned into a full on sadistic grin as he heard the 'tick' of the lock… that sound meant that William's fate was sealed.