A/N: Okay, this was more WillXGrell when I thought it up, but I just love Ronald so much, I spent most of the time with him messing up. I do have the other chapters written, but I'm going to wait a day to see if any reviews might make them better. Oh, and I don't own Kuroshitsuji or the musical.

Ronald smiled as he sat down to drink his morning coffee. He nodded over to Pauline, who blushed as she got back to her secretarial duties. He continued to stare at her until he felt two bodies sit down next to him.

"Hey, Alan, Eric."

"Ronald." They both acknowledged, before Alan continued, "Which secretary are you staring at now?"

"Only the love of my life." They both looked at him suspiciously, "Well, at least for this week. Her name is Pauline."

Alan nodded while Eric said, "Oh, I remember her. Didn't she go on a group date with us?" Alan turned to him shocked and he quickly followed up with, "Before Alan came to the department?"

"Yeah," Ronald said, "She says she thinks I've really grown up since then. I'm more mature now." Alan and Eric snorted into their own coffee. "Hey, I can be mature if I want to. Speaking of which, I'll need the two of you to come with me tonight."

"What?" they said in unison.

"Look, the only way I could get her to come is if she could bring along a couple of her friends, so I said I would bring a couple of my own friends and we'd make a night of it."

"Ronald," Alan never really could get angry enough to actually yell at someone, but Ronald could tell he wanted to, "Neither Eric nor I are exactly available for dating."

"I know, that's why it's perfect!" Ronald smiled at them, "You two can say great things about me, be nice to the girls, and there's no chance you'll try and steal Pauline away from me."

They rolled their eyes. "That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard." Eric said, but Ronald could see something in his eyes. Somewhere, deep within Eric was the shinigami Ronald was friends with before Alan came to the department. Oh, by day, Eric was the perfect shinigami, paperwork in on time, souls reaped in a proper manner, but by night, he was the center of the party. Well, him and Ronald. Eric would never say it, but his friends could tell he wanted to go with Ronald.

"That doesn't mean you won't go." Ronald reminded him.

Eric looked at Alan. Alan could see the same things Ronald could, so he shrugged and nodded. "What time is this thing?"

Ronald was about to answer when the three of them sharply turned their heads around at the sound of "Hello~" They saw there the infamous red shinigami, Grell Sutcliffe.

"Ronnie, Eric, Al," Grell greeted them as he sat down on Ronald's other side.

"Hi, Grell," Ronald and Eric said, not altogether pleased.

"What are you doing here, Mr. Sutcliffe?" Alan asked across Eric and Ronald. "I thought you were staying home today."

"How many times have I told you to call me Ms. Sutcliffe, Al," Grell said cheerfully, "Anyway, no, I was just visiting my Sebas-chan. I'm afraid if I don't remind him I exist, he might forget all about me." He sighed and gave them a look of fake despair.

"Does Will know?" Ronald asked.

"Well, I'm sure he will soon—"

"SUTCLIFFE!"

"I would take that as a yes." Eric said as he, Ronald and Alan tried to blend into the couch to avoid Will's wrath.

"Oh, there you are Will!" Grell got up with his arms stretched out to hug his boss "I was hoping to run into—Ugh!" Grell's greeting was cut short by a sharp jab to his stomach from Will's tree-trimmer.

Will towered over Grell. "How many times have I told you, Sutcliffe" Will spat his words into Grell's long red hair, "Not to ever go near that demon!"

"Oh, Will~" Grell recovered and put his hands on Will's shoulder, "You know how I love a cold man." It was no use. Will was enraged.

"Sutcliffe." Will spoke through his teeth. "You will be working overtime every night this week and you will go through EVERY piece of paperwork I put on your desk, or I swear you will be expelled from the Shinigami Dispatch!" Will turned to Eric, Alan, and Ronald. "And you three will be working overtime as well!"

"What'd we do?" Eric asked indignantly.

"None of your paperwork was filled out properly last month. You will redo it ALL!"

"Now wait a second!" Ronald asked in complete disbelief. He was about to give Will a piece of his mind, and tell him there was no way he would stay for overtime that evening. However, one look into Will's dagger eyes and he panicked. "In single form?" He asked timidly.

"Triplicate, Knox, so you better start soon." Will grabbed Grell by the hair and started dragging him away. "You are starting right now."

"Ooo, I love it when you play rough!" They heard Grell say as he was pulled through the door. Right before it closed they heard a high-pitched "Ow!"

"That damn red—"

"Eric!" Alan stopped him before he could really start swearing.

"I agree with Eric. If Grell just kept away from that demon and stopped making Will so damn jealous—" Ronald pushed his lawn mower harder than was really necessary.

"Wait," Alan said as they got up to walk to their offices, "Jealous?"

"Alan," Ronald rolled his eyes, "Don't you know anything?"

Eric glared at him, but turned back to Alan. "Will and Grell were together, a really, really long time ago. They broke up," he said, in response to Alan's shocked expression, "Well before I even joined the department, but the stories are legend. Anyway, Grell's been trying to bring them back together ever since, but Will won't have any of it. But…" Eric shook his head.

"It's obvious to anyone with proper glasses on his face that Will is still completely obsessed with him." Ronald said. "I mean why do you think he goes so easy on him when Grell screws up? If he was any other Shinigami, he'd have been out of here long ago. And why do you think Will only gets into one of his rages after Grell does something to make him jealous? You know, I wish the two of them WOULD just go at it. It be less of a pain—"

Ronald stopped in his tracks. Alan and Eric turned to face him, but he appeared to be staring into the distance as if he had just seen a ghost. "Ronald?" Alan asked.

"for us." Ronald finished. He looked at them excited "That's it!"

"What's it?"

"Our solution! Our solution to all our problems! Well, with Will and Grell anyway."

"Ronald," Alan frowned him, "What on earth are you talking about?"

Ronald pulled the both of them in close conspiratorially. He started talking in a low voice, "Will gets mad and does silly things like give us overtime when he's jealous, right?" they nodded, "So, all we have to do, is get them together! Will will be so happy, he'll probably buy us the champagne himself."

"Ronald, are you out of your damn mind?" Eric said.

"Really, it sounds rather ridiculous."

"Ridiculous? It's brilliant! We just have to get it done by 7:00. That's when our reservations are."

"You made reservations before asking us?" Alan asked.

"Don't mention it. Now, it's 10 to 9 now, so that gives us about 10 hours."

"Ronald!" Eric slapped him upside the head, "Can you hear yourself? You want to defy Will to try and salvage a centuries dead relationship in 10 hours just so you can maybe get a chance to score with a girl you'll probably not talk to for another hundred years?"

"I know, right?" Ronald grinned at him, "It's the best plan I've ever had. Now are you two in?"

"I don't know, Ronald." Alan said, "meddling in this just seems wrong. If they care about each other, they should find it out themselves."

"And meanwhile we miss our group date, now come on. You know I'm gonna do it anyways, so you two might as well help me and get out of work early."

They looked at each other and did that thing couples did when they 'silently communicated.'

"All right." Alan said.

Eric nodded. "You better be right about this, Knox." He said, then as Alan turned to leave he whispered so his lover couldn't hear. "And this better not backfire on us, or I'll make sure you pay for it."

"Don't worry," Ronald said, brushing him off and following Alan, "Everything's gonna work out. We can totally do this!"