oh my GOD I NEED TO MAKE LONGER CHAPTERS! This is all updated thanks to my wonderful beta DGM otaku who edited it :) Thank you so much, every one, for reading and the favorites! i am working on chapters right now!
The red-headed reaper stood atop the town's clock tower. He wasn't trying to hide from the demon; he knew Sebastian could sense his presence and it mystified Grell why he wouldn't hint the reaper's presence to his master, but he didn't object.
That brat always gets in our way, anyway. He hopped from rooftop to rooftop, following the butler and his young master.
"Sebast-chan~~" he whispered.
The demon too had kept an eye on the reaper, but was careful not to show that to his master. Finally, Sebastian helped Ciel into the carriage. As they rode to the Phantomhive Estate, Grell surly followed.
Sebastian put his master to bed and before he left, he asked, "Is there anything I can get for you, my Lord?"
"No," the young lord responded.
"Very good, my lord. Good night then." He turned his heel and walked toward the door. As he closed the door, a cart loaded with dinnerware raced down the hallway. Meilin was following, running after it. The butler merely glanced at it and stopped it with his foot. The falling plates were caught in his right hand, the maid in his left. He slid the plates back onto the cart, and helped Meilin to her feet.
"Th-thank you, Sebastian…" she muttered, looking toward the ground to hide her blush, as if he didn't already know.
"Why are you still up?" he asked.
"I-I was getting ready for tomorrow…"
He placed a hand on her shoulder. "Go to bed. I'll take care of it."
Meilin's face was blood red, and Sebastian swore she had stopped breathing. She jumped back and gave a slight bow. "O-of course. G-goodnight, S-Sebastian!" She ran down the hall and turned a corner toward her room.
Sebastian smirked. Always so full of life, he thought. He carted the plates back to the kitchen, and made his way to his own room. As he walked in, the candles flared into life. He took off his dress coat and tossed it toward the window, where the reaper narrowly avoided the flying particle.
"What do you want?" his smile could be heard through his voice.
"~I think it's obvious what I want, Sebast-chan~," he said, smiling to show all his teeth. He tilted his head down so he could see Sebastian over his glasses.
"And you intend to get it tonight," he replied, turning.
"Oh~, Sebby-chan~, a girl always gets what she wants, if she fights for it." He rested his death scythe on his shoulder and pushed his hips out.
"Very well," he replied, pushing up his sleeves, "But please be careful. I would hate to wake the young Lord."
"Oh~, Sebby-chan~, he always seems to get in our way~."
Sebastian smirked, and Grell jumped to attack.