Okay so I love Black Butler, and I absolutely love this pairing of William x Grell. It's so perfect! Anyway I done have much experience with Black Butler fanfictions, so I apologize if I don't do the greatest job.

Disclaimer: I don't own Black Butler

The clock in William's office struck six, he reorganized his papers one last time, and grabbed his death scythe. He was actually rather tired today, and his back was sore. Although things at work were becoming far less stressful now that Grell wasn't working any longer. He exited his office, and locked the door behind him. When one of this co-workers, and one of his few close friends, passed by. "Hey Will! Congratulations again my man!"

"Thank you, Ronald. I appreciate it."

Once William passed through the automatic doors to the outside parking lot, he was hit by an icy breeze. It was the end of november, and with winter coming along all the shinigami's were preparing themselves and their families. Shopping centers were chock full of heavy clothing. And parents were harding in their children's spring school uniforms for winter ones. Most people who knew of the shinigami realm didn't know that thaw actually experienced weather and seasons. For most mortals, their realm would be some what of a utopia. A perfect, orderly society. A modern one, a whit world of modern sophisticated technology.

He got into his black CTS cadillac coupe, and went home.

William had once lived in an apartment like most grim reapers do, at least the ones who don't have a family. Their were two regions in their actually quite small realm. The area where the grim reaper organization was, where their were also the apartments. In which every building looked identical. And then their were the suburbs, individual homes that also looked identical to each other. William pulled up in the front drive of this home, it was really nothing special. Two stories, two garage, three bedroom's, and three baths. Made mostly out of white and gray metal, glass, and a bit of gray stone as a accent. He parked it in the garage so the doors would't freeze, and entered his home through the garage door, leading to the kitchen.

"Welcome home, darling", Grell said coming over to his husband, taking his coat and kissing him.

William leaned out the kiss enough to speak, "Thank you", was all he said as he smoothed his hair out and adjusted his glasses. Back when he and Grell first got married, William never imagined he'd make such a good wife. But he truly did, William would come home from work to find the house clean, the laundry done, dinner already on the table. It was nice, coming home to such things. "So, how have you been feeling today? You didn't call me once while I was working." He said as he took a seat at the kitchen table.

"Oh, thats because I went shopping today", Grell sang happily, "I picked up the cutest little outfit, look! Isn't it just precious!" He held up a little red dress, so small it could fit an infant.

"I believe that's a bit small for you."

"Haha, very funny", Grell said in a sarcastic tone, but still smiling, "It's for the baby! Oh, our little girl will look simply adorable in it!" Grell gently rubbed his extended stomach, he was almost 8 months pregnant now and was so excited he couldn't even contain himself. He's always wanted kids, and was determined to be the best mother he could be. He even was on a special diet, full of omega three's and other healthy foods.

But William pinched the bridge of his nose, "Grell, we've been over this. Honestly, we agree that we don't want to know the gender until you deliver. Yet you insist that it's going to be a girl? It could very well be a boy, you know."

"Yeah yeah, whatever. It's mommy's intuition, isn't that right my little one", he said to his stomach. That's what Grell had been doing the moment he found out he was pregnant, he'd talk to the baby. And sometimes the child would even respond by beginning to kick.

William rested a hand on his wife's abdomen, and smiled. Everyone at work was happy for the both of them, their first child. And unfortunately, it could very well be their last. Grell's pregnancy so far hasn't been going very well, he was constantly getting high fevers, and dehydrated. At one point he almost had to be hospitalized, he had a fever of about 103 degrees Fahrenheit, and couldn't seem to stop vomiting. However, the doctors simply said that the pregnancy was putting a lot on Grell's body, and it wouldn't be wise to have anymore children after this one.

The baby began to kick the area where William's hand was resting, and his eyes lit up. "It's like I've said, honey. She loves her daddy", William rested his head against the baby bump, hearing Grell's heart beat and feeling his child move around inside him. "Or he", Grell rolled his eyes beginning to stroke his husbands hair, "Of course, dear."

The next morning, William was getting himself ready for work. Grell was still asleep, situated comfortably on his pregnancy pillow. It was great for Grell during his difficult pregnancy, but it also meant that they could really hold each other in their sleep. Will went back into their bedroom from their private bath to get his glasses. Grell no longer wore his, the concept of contacts had just recently been invented. And Grell was quite to get them, saying he looked all the more beautiful without them. Will however said that he looked beautiful either way.

As he adjusted his glasses, he noticed that Grell was beginning to wake up. So he sat down next to him, and smiled lightly, "Good morning, love."

"Good morning, Will", Grell said as he yawned, trying to get up but found it to be very difficult. William reached to help this wife up out of bed, it took a moment and once Grell managed to sit up he began panting. "Are you okay?"

"Yes... yes, I'll be fine... I-It's just... It's just really tiring, sitting up and everything." He gasped for his breath a bit more, and William couldn't help but be very concerned for him. Grell had nearing no strength in him anymore, and now sex was becoming painful. Will noticed that Grell was sweating, and reached his hand up to touch his forehead.

"Grell! Your burning up!"

"Am I?"

"You know, I can stay home today. If you'd like me to?"

"No, no I can't have you do that. I'll be fine, I promise." William kissed his wife's cheek, "Alright", he said. William made Grell promise to call him if anything happened, and kissed him one last time before heading off to work.

So how is it so far? I know it's not much as of now, but it will get better. I promise!

And for those of you who really really like Grell, please don't try to kill me because of this story... I love Grell too!

So just review, and keep on reading cuz this will get emotional and fluffy and stuff.