The Boy He Used to Know
Summary: Grell gets a haircut and suddenly William sees the boy he used to…
Btw, sorry but I switch btw Will and William a lot; hope it doesn't confuse anyone too much…
"Grell-sempai what happened?!" Ronald asked in shock.
Grell huffed angrily. Grell's clothes were in shambles with his signature red trench coat missing. The most shocking revelation was his hair. His long red locks were a mess, from cut unevenly to looking like it had been set on fire.
"That brat Ciel ordered Sebas-chan to give me a 'haircut'," he growled; taking a seat.
Eric stood up. "I'll get you some clothes," Eric said leaving.
Alan frowned then stood as well but with scissors. "Don't move," he said, walking over calmly.
Grell, however, panicked, jumping away. "What are you doing?!" he demanded.
Alan rolled his eyes. "It'll grow out weird if you don't cut it off," he said, shoving the red reaper in a seat. "Now stay still."
William was silent as he diligently worked on his paper work; keeping his mind off other… late and personal… matters. He didn't look up when his office door opened and closed; he knew who it was since they didn't knock.
"You're late Sutcliff," Will said sternly.
Grell smiled sheepishly. "Well I ran into some trouble," he said with a short chuckle.
Will gritted his teeth and looked up with a glare to reprimand him when he paused; shocked. It was like William had suddenly been thrown into the past; staring at someone he used to know.
Grell's hair was short and spiky again; his hair defying gravity as it spiked in random spots and sat on his shoulders. Grell's face was pale as it was make up free but still beautiful; especially without his fake eyelashes. Grell's red jacket was also missing and all that was left was a white button up with a black vest. Grell looked like, a boy… The boy William once knew from the academy.
Will stood up; still staring in shock. Grell frowned in confusion.
"What is it?" Grell asked, subconsciously fiddling with his sleeve cuff.
William walked over and without thought, he put his hand in Grell's hair; aiming the other blush. "Grell… Your hair…"
"Oh," Grell laughed in relief. "Yeah, I had a bit of a tiff with that Phantomhive brat. Don't worry, it'll grow back-."
"No!" Grell paused in surprise. "I – I like it short. You… you look like the way you used too…"
Grell didn't know what to say, his face bright red as he looked into the mesmerized eyes of his first love. William was still stroking his hair while looking over the other's face. Finally William spoke.
"Will… I mean would you…" he was a blushing mess; amusing Grell to no end. "W-Will you go for a drink w-with me? Or- or something…?"
Grell almost snorted but he smiled with a raised eyebrow. "I thought only a boy and girl could do such things?" he asked with fake curiosity.
William flinched; remembering that day. The day before Grell suddenly became transsexual.
"Hey Willie, let's have a date!"
O/o *blush & glare* "Only girls and boys can do such things!"
William took his hand away from Grell to scratch his own head. "I've always liked you more as a boy…" he mumbled; looking away.
Grell stifled a gasp before he smiled. "Finally," he murmured with relief and happiness.
Grell locked arms with William. "Let's go to my house. I got some strawberries and whip cream yesterday."
Will blushed. "O-okay."
End.