"Young master, are you shure..."

"Sebastian, yes, just do as it says."

"Young master, who will be there to do the householding chores?"

"I though I gave you an order, and as long as the contract remains, you shall follow every one of them, wheter you like it or not or even if it costs your life, and right now I am telling you to do as..." Ciel looked at the red-headed reaper who was aplying her mascara with all her might, Ciel frowned and turned back to his butler. "...Miss Grell says."

Sebastian sighed and followed the 13 year old boy to the door. "As you wish, young master." He opened the door for his master, a snicker from the teen louded and Sebastian didnt feel quite symphatic with the boy.

"Oh Bassy darling! I have you all to myself for this day?" Grell beamed and linked his arm to "Bassy`s"

Somehow Sebastian though that this was going to be a awfully long 24 hours.

Ciel, that bastard, and Lizzie why the christ did she have to buy something for Ciel`s birthday and bump into that idiotic puppet everyone seems to be soo mesmerized about?

More less, why was GRELL there?

Sebastian decided to shove his hostile feelings towards both his master and Grelle away for the day, realizing there is nothing to be done and he cannot refuse,

One day he will swallow his soul and he will be sorry.

And one of these days he will call Ciel "Darling." See how he likes it.

Sebastian sniffed the air as Grelle was staring at him in both admiration and a feeling that means I-want-to-fuck-you-too.

"My god Grell where have you been?" The butler closed his nose to Grelle`s ethic hair and gave him a dissaproving look.

This sudden intimacy turned Grelle redder than he was before, it took him a while to realize what the butler had just said. "Bassy! You dont like my Channel number four?"

Sebastian lift his chin and wondered what the hell "Channel Number Four." Was, in the end he decided to not proceed this conversation and unlinked his arm from the reaper`s just to walk further in the street.

Grelle looked as his Bassy was walking away, he sighed dramatically and murmmured. "Oh how I do love men with the personality of a loving tyrant!"

"Miss Grelle, where would you like to go? and please dont say that horrible shinigami realm or im afraid there will be no one left once we leave."

Grelle blinked and flicked his hair behind his shoulders. "Bassy darling, the shinigami realm leaves much to be desired, I have a better idea..."

This caused Sebastian to feel like karate chopping the man slash woman slash thing up.

But somehow the idea of having to waste his time chopping up a redheaded shinigami who adresses him as "darling." was to tyring,

"Grelle, your air of mystery is quite revolting." He said with all sincerity of the world, unfortunately for him Grelle took this comment a whole other way.

The shinigami squealed and again linked arms with the butler, he ran causing Sebastian to stir along, "Bassy, I have seen the sexiest dress you will see a few days ago, lets go and try it on..."

"Eh." Sebastian wasn`t quite sure what he ment with "Lets."

A/N Why, that was quite horribly stupid, I have no idea what`s with my vocabulary today but its certainly not the writing style I usually use.

Oh well.