Well here's my first facfiction! Wow, this is exciting! So yeah hope you enjoy. Please R&R! Reviews are greatly appriciated!

WARNING:Yaoi, fluff, and slight OOC from Sebastian and Grell. But hey, it's fan fiction. Can't be perfect.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji or these characters, sadly.


knock knock

"What do you want, Mr. Sutcliff?" Sebastian demanded opening the door.

The crimson reaper's face lit up at the sight of his crush. "I came to see YOU, Sebas-chan!" Grell squealed.

Sebastian winced at the sound of one of Grell's many nicknames for him. "Well now you've seen me, now leave." Sebastian said plainly, not pretending the reaper's presence didn't disgust him.

"No! That brat master of yours owes me a day with you, my sweet Sebas-chan!"

"My master would never punish me like that, no matter what I did."

"That hurts Sebby! And I'm not lying! Go ask him!"

"And I shall"

The two walked into the manor. Grell followed Sebastian up to his master's study. Ah, his dear Sebas-chan. The way his hair bounced on his shoulders as he walked up the stairs ever so slightly sent chills up Grell's spine. I will get my day! Grell thought to himself. He hadn't noticed they had already reached their destination.

"Master?" Sebastian poked his head through a cracked open door. "Are you busy?"

"No. Come in!" The Earl Phantomhive ordered. Sebastian, followed by Grell, entered the office. Ciel looked at red reaper in disgust, then at his butler in pure confusion. "Why is he here?" Grell flinched at the pronoun, holding back a correction towards the young earl.

"Mr. Sutcliff here seems to believe you promised him a day with me. Please set him straight, Master." Sebastian asked politely. When said master didn't answer, instead taking an interest in the floor, Sebastian felt nervousness flow through him, "Master? Please tell me he's lying."

Ciel sighed, "It is true, Sebastian. I promised him an entire day with you in return that he help me save Lizzy from the doll house"

"Ha! Told you I wasn't lying!" Grell gloated.

Sebastian looked at his master with hurt and betrayal written all over his face "Master, why?" It was a rhetorical question. He knew perfectly well that his master would do anything to save Lady Elizabeth, also that his master might get some amusement out this day that would cause his butler suffering.

"Sebastian, a deal is a deal. I'm sure you'll survive, probably." he muttered the last word, knowing full well his butler could still hear.

"I shall, but I can not say the same for him!"

"Uh! You're so cruel, Bassy!" Grell pouted

Said butler now turned to Grell placing his hand on his shoulder, a soft smile plastered on his face, "Grell, would you please wait for me down stairs?"

The Grell blushed, "Hehe, OK Bassy."

Once Grell was out of sight, Sebastian turned to his master, "Bocchan, I-" He was interrupted but a loud crash and followed by Grell moaning loudly in pain. "Now what in the world was that?"

"Go check on it, Sebastian." Ciel ordered.

With his traditional kneel, Sebastian gave a quick "Yes, my lord" before gracefully leaving the room to see the source of the racket. "What did you do now Mr. Sutcl-" he stopped in his tracks, the scene before him shocking him. "What happened?" He demanded.

There, in on the staircase, lay Grell, the usual flamboyant reaper oozing blood from his side. By his body was a knife, it too covered in blood. Bard stared down at Grell's pained body in horror. Sebastian came to the conclusion he was to accuse. "What did you do?" he yelled at the cook.

"I-I… Th-the knife…. Aww I'm real sorry Sebastian! I'm truly sorry, pretty lady!"

"Get the first aid kit, now! I'll deal with you later." Sebastian ordered. With a quick nod to both immortal figures, Bard went rushing off to retrieve what had been requested.

Grell found the energy to speak, "Se- Sebas-chan, you don't have to yell at hi…" he was cut off by a hand to held in front of his face, halting his words.

"You keep quiet! You'll need all of your strength to survive through this." the usually stoic butler almost yelled at him, too. Bard came back with a white and red box. He handed it to Sebastian, "Do ya need any help, Sebastian?" he almost begged.

"No. You've done enough. Go!" he sent off the cook. He then opened the box, and proceeded to remove the red head's coat, waist coat, and shirt until the wound was in perfect view. He examined it briefly and, deciding the spot they were in wasn't convenient or very comfortable for both parties, he picked up the reaper bridal- style and carried him to his bedroom. Once there and the reaper was set comfortably on the bed, Sebastian started to work on the wound quickly, not attempting to be gentle. "Ow!" The red head whimpered more than once. This frustrated Sebastian very much.

"Didn't I tell you to keep quiet?"

"I-I'm sorry Bassy, it's just… it hurts…"

Sebastian was almost at his limit, staring at the reaper with anger and frustration in his blood-red eyes, "Be. Quiet." He made sure to put emphasis on the two words. Grell obeyed, keeping his mouth shut, even when shots of pain filled him. After what seemed like eternities of silence, Sebastian finally spoke, "So how did this happen, anyway?" When Grell only looked at him, not saying a word, he repeated himself, getting agitated by the moment, "How did this happen?" nothing, "Are you going to answer me or not?" He growled

Grell finally parted his lips "You said not to talk so I wasn't" At this the demon felt like slapping the blob of crimson before him.

"Act correctly or I will allow this to stay wide open and it'll take longer to heal and it will hurt a lot more than it needs to." he said in a matter-of-fact voice, daring the reaper with his eyes.

"OK, OK, no need to be mean Sebas-chan! Well I was walking… OK OK running, sheesh, down the stairs when that handsome man was walking up with quite a big knife in his hand. I hadn't noticed him because I was too busy think of you, my dear," Grell batted his eyelashes at Sebastian, who only rolled in his eyes in return, "Go on" he encouraged.

"Well, I suppose he didn't see me either because we crashed into each other, the knife piercing my beautiful skin!" he said the last few words dramatically. Sebastian simply gave a "hmm" to show he was pondering the story, not giving into the reapers antics. "And that's when you, my knight in shining armor, came and rescued me, and here we are now!" The reaper was back to his usual self.

After the comment, the two said nothing more, Sebastian working fluently on the wound, Grell lost in his thoughts. When he looked down at Sebastian and noticed he wasn't paying attention to the wounded red head's face, Grell decided to do something bold. He knew Sebastian would hate him for it, maybe even abuse him a bit, but Grell did it regardless. Once Sebastian claimed 'done', Grell made his move. He sat up, and took Sebastian's raven locks in his gloved hands. Before the demon could protest, Grell smashed their lips together.

For a moment Sebastian wanted to pull away and shun the rouge reaper for his actions. Then he realized Grell's lips were quite soft, and he tasted like sweets. Resisting the urge to hold on to him, not allowing the gender-confused man to see he enjoyed this kiss, Sebastian finally realized what was happening and pushed Grell away from him. As rough as possible.

Grell groaned at the pain, but also at the lost of his loved one's lips against his own. He sat up to argue until the sight of Sebastian's expression made him shut his mouth. Sebastian finally broke the silence "How dare you! How dare you put your lips on me! I should feed you to Pluto and watch as he makes your bones into toys!" Sebastian bellowed. Grell had never seen his love interest so angry, and quickly hopped off the bed and found his clothes. He slipped them on quickly before Sebastian did something worse than stabbing him. He turned to Sebastian who was watching him from the stairway.

"Goodbye, Bassy. Shame we couldn't have our day. Maybe tomorrow?" Grell hoped. Sebastian's eyes screamed murder and said in an intimidating voice "OUT!" Then Grell flew out the door and off to God knows where. Sebastian put a hand to his lips. He could still feel the flamboyant man's lips on his. The feeling of disgust crossed through him, mixed with something else. He couldn't put his finger on it, but he didn't like it. He shook the thought of the reaper and went about his day.


And that's the first chapter! Wow I did that kinda fast. This is dedicated to my best friend, and this is based off one of our many RPs. Hope you all enjoyed! Please review. I'll try my best to update soon.