SO. This is my first piece of writing that I didn't do alone. This is also my first Kuro fic. I enjoy writing for Will... I don't know why, but I can see myself in him. Anyway, I hope that you enjoy this. This is also the first time that I put anything at the beginning of my fic. Well, I'll let you get to the fic. Laharl out. :3

William T. Spears scowled, sitting at his desk. He was awaiting the reports from his subordinates. Ronald had gotten on his nerves today with his endless flirting. Sure, he got his work done, but it got annoying after a little while. Will was pretty sure that there wasn't a single female in the entire London branch that he hadn't hit on at least once. He returned to his paperwork, listening to the soft ticking of the clock above his door. It was like a metronome, tapping out a steady rhythm that seemed almost musical. It was simple, yet easy to work to...

Grell Sutcliff had been bored all day as he walked through the halls of the Shinigami Dispatch London Branch. He wasn't sure what to do, but he wanted to do something to waste time. Then his mind started to go across the thoughts of handsome men and, of course, to Will. Grell smiled and burst into Will's office. " Hello!"

A dejected growl passed over Will's pursed lips. "Hello, Sutcliff. I doubt you are here to turn in paperwork..." He said, his usual scowl on his features. The redheaded reaper was never one to knock on doors... Maybe Grell wouldn't burst into his office if he locked the door... The thought of locking his door bubbled to Will's mind. He reminded himself to do that next time, seeing as it was too late to lock it this time.

The red Reaper's shoes dug into the pale grey carpet as Will looked up from his paperwork to take in the image of the reaper. "What do you want?" He growled, his dual-colored emerald eyes studying Grell.

Grell smiled as he put his elbows down on Will's desk."Your right about the paperwork!" He said as he gazed at Will. Grell always liked to just sit there and gaze at attractive men. It just made him get happy really fast.

He started to draw imaginary circles onto Will's desk. Seeing the expression on Will's face, he pursed his lips and batted his eyelashes. "What? Can't a reaper take a break now and then? Besides I wanted to come and see you!~" He said as he continued to draw the imaginary circles, gazing at Will.

Will felt his eye twitch slightly at Grell's tone. "Have you even STARTED on your work?" He asked Grell, his voice a soft, threatening growl. "And why me, of all the people in this building that you can bother?" Will asked Grell, trying not to soften up and be nice to the scarlet Shinigami. He felt sort of happy that Grell had decided to come and see him. He fought back a soft blush as he looked into the redhead's stunning eyes, which seemed to be looking him over. Grell's eyes were accented by his ruby locks, making them seem so much brighter and lovelier than Will's, or any other Shinigami's eyes for that matter. An awkward silence filled the room as Grell and Will just looked at the other, not sure what to say. Grell would probably have some sort of comment to make any minute, but Will wished that the redhead would spit it out already.

Grell started to play with his hair as he said, "No, I was going to work on it later..." He continued to stare at Will. "I only like to vist YOU...There aren't any other men that are more handsome then you." Grell Commented with a slight wink. He continued to gaze at Will handsome face, before the akward silence had come up. A few moments later he finally decied to say somthing to break the suffocating silence. "Have you ever not worn your glasses? You'd be even more handsome without them~" He winked once again, a cheshire grin on his face.

Will frowned at being called handsome. Those very same words were spoken to that vile demon every time Grell went to see him... A soft blush covered Will's cheeks as he became jealous of Sebastian. He was taking his Grell away from his work and was hurting him. Not once had Grell come back without some sort of injury... Will slapped himself mentally. 'No. He is not MY Grell. He will never be.' Will told himself, his cheeks growing hot at the thought of Grell being his and only his. The demon wouldn't ever be in the picture again... He thought of Grell murmuring compliments and sweet things into his ear, only making him blush more. The work-oriented part of his mind pushed those thoughts aside as he blinked. He needed to show Grell that he didn't have feelings for him, though it would be lying to himself. It was better that way... Grell couldn't run off with Sebastian and hurt Will if they weren't together... But it was already hurting Will to see Grell returning to work covered in wounds, sometimes his clothes were stained with his own blood... Will made up his mind. It was better if they remained co-workers. "Me? Handsome?" Will said, shaking his head to clear it. "You must be mistaken, Sutcliff."

He prayed that Grell hadn't noticed the long pause when he was fighting with himself or the blush that still, barely, brightened his features.

He adjusted his glasses, pausing. He remembered that Grell had asked him about his glasses... Will thought hard about it. He always wore his glasses. If he didn't, he'd be blind. "No, Grell, I have never taken my glasses off on purpose." He murmured, unconsciously staring at Grell. "I can't see without them and you should know that better than anyone." He commented, remembering his final exam with Grell. Without Grell, he wouldn't be where he is today... He owed Grell that much and he hated owing Grell anything.

Grell poked Will's cheeks as he saw Will's blush. "Oh, Why the blush? Are you THAT happy that I came and visited you?" He said giggling a bit. He poked Will's cheeks one last time then began to lose himself in deep thought. He started to think about handsome men again. Going through a list of the most attractive men he knew, Grell's mind went to Sebastian, then to the Undertaker, then back to Will. " Hmm..." He hugged his arms tightly as he began to think dirty thoughts about the three of them.

Grell had to think about how it would feel like to kiss the three of them. For Sebastian, he thought romantic and fun. For the Undertaker, Grell thought, deathly and warm. As for Will, he couldn't think how it would feel to kiss him unless he actually kissed him. Oh how he wanted to kiss Will, but he was a bit afriad of what his supervisor would do to him.

Grell released himself from his thoughts and looked back at Will. "Yes, Very handsome. And I know I'm right about that one." He said as he put his hands on both sides of Will's face. "And If you can't see without your glasses, then don't take them off...You'll still be sexy either way." Grell winked as he looked into Will's eyes.

For a moment, Will felt as if he were frozen in place. Grell had quite feminine features which were more noticeable at point blank range. He was pretty, something that Will would never admit outwardly, though he thought that the redhead was quite attractive. He fought with himself for a moment before letting the cold, calculating expression place itself on his features.

"I am not handsome or sexy or anything that you think I am..." Will said, frowning. He needed his personal space, something that Grell wasn't giving him. Will took a step back, moving away from the flamboyant, red shinigami.

Grell looked at Will, starting to pout a bit and had crossed his arms. "Oh dear..." He said with a sigh as he had began to walk out of his co-worker's office. "Well, I'll guess I'll go see my Sebby. I'll get my work done later..."

Will didn't give himself a moment to think of what to say to Grell. He just knew that he didn't want that filthy demon anywhere near Grell.

"No, you aren't going anywhere. If you go after that disgusting creature, I'll follow you." Will threatened, scowling. He hated Sebastian as much as Sebastian hated him... He walked up to Grell, grabbing the scarlet shinigami by his ruby locks and snarling. "I refuse to let you go see him."