Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji. But I own Jena!~
Brown
It all started with Grell and Jena looking through her closet for a suitable dress for Ciel's ball. Once Grell viewed the contents of her closet her cringed in horror.
"How could you like brown?" Grell shreiked as he took in Jena's outfits.
"I don't know, it's not bad." shutting the door behind her as she entered the room, she turned to him with a bored look.
"But it's non-descript, plain, and boring!" he looked like he was going to faint.
"No, it has just as many shades and tints as red."
He gasped, floundered a bit, then hesitantly placed his arm around her.
Wincing, he said, "Despite your horrible color taste, I still love you~!"
Jena smiled up at him, "I'm glad!"
Not the best and very short, but I had to write for Grell!