I do rather love Grell, but I haven't quite gotten over the death of my favorite character, Madam Red, so I thought to myself, what if Madam Red got reincarnated later on, would she stay the same? Would she still have a thing for Grell? Would Grell still have a thing for Madam Red? And that is how this story was born…. That and there aren't nearly enough Madam Red Fanfics.

~ Love, the author.

"Da? Have you seen the cat anywhere? The damn devil seems to know when its bath day." A girl of about seventeen, called throughout the dark empty house. She looked around, her red eyes glancing around for anything out of the ordinary, while her straight blood red hair swayed softly in the small gust of wind.

It usually was empty today-Saturday-, as it was half off on beers at the local pub, and with them being so poor, it was the one day her drunken father could afford do what he does best. "Da?" She called one more time, hoping that for once her father wasn't at the Pub, but it was no use, he was gone.

She felt a bit sad but forced herself to perk up "No use in crying over spilled milk, Mei, He was bound to start drinking again. Be glad it's only on the day that drinks are half off."

Grabbing a small and chewed up cat toy, she jingled it around, hoping that it would attract the blasted cat.

She started she search in her room, as it was his favorite place, where her father could not get the poor animal. She bit her lip, maybe her father had finally killed the cat, he had always threatened that he would, and when he was drunk, sometimes he would do everything he could to pester and hurt the poor animal.

She shook her head, if he is gone, he was in a better place, but all You can do is look for him right now, She scolded herself, before looking under her small twin bed. " Nope, no cat."

Jingle, jingle. The bells shook around, the girl hoping it would be enough to entice the creature from his hiding place. " No kitty in here." She sighed, moving onto the small bathroom that connected itself to her tiny plain white room.

It too, was very, very plain, having one sink, one toilet and a puny shower that hardly was the size of her. No mirror, nothing color full at all, just plain and dirty while, just like the rest of the house.

A quick glance around was all she needed to know that the cat was not in there, it was too small to have any hiding places.

"Here kitty, kitty!" She called, once again jingling the bell.

Sighing she headed down the stairs, to the main living room, where a dirty brown couch laid and a small antler TV lay on the moldy shag carpet. " Are you in here Kitty?" She asked, looking under the couch, nothing there but an old bag of chips, she sighed loudly, it was always a chore to bath the cat, but one well worth it, the cat always got a really stinky funk to him whenever they skipped bath day.

Going into the kitchen, she jingled the bell and called to the cat, which in turn she received a soft mournful meow. "Kitty!?" She called happily, look through all the cabinets until she reached the one under the sink, in it was a ragged tabby cat with dark, amber eyes, hissing the cat charged past her and out the door she so foolishly forgot to shut, and into the Smokey day of London. "Rambo, no!" She cried.

She rushed after the cat, its tails nearly inches away from her hand, finally she grabbed the cat, cradling it in her arms and smiled, the cat desperately trying to get out of her hands.

"HONK!" A car horn blasted, she turned wide eye, to see she was in the middle of the street, a large truck heading straight for her, her eyes widen in surprise and the tabby leaped from her hands, scared for its own life.

BAM!

Her body hit the cold hard cobble stone with a sickening thud.

(Grell POV)

Oh, today is dreadfully boring! Nothing to do, nothing to see! I mean, when you're a grim reaper, you live for a very long time and in that time you come to see everything this stupid plain world has to offer.

It has been a long, time since I had anything fun to do, a century, give or take, since Sebby-chan ate that brats soul. But it was a tad bit fun seeing his widow mourn over his death, It was a cry long over do, she was too damn happy all the time!

Other than that, it is so boring! With Sebby-chan off doing what he does in hell and Ceil's widow long dead, the world seems to have become dull lifeless place.

All I have for today is to reap the soul of a girl named Mei Handermen, she gets hit by a car after chasing her cat out into the street. What a dull way to die.

I got to a certain part of the street where I saw her house, a young girl, about seventeen ran out of it after a scraggly tabby, a big milk truck heading straight towards her, she turned to see it, but like a deer in the head lights she just froze while her cat, which I consider the smarter of the two, ran like hell to the side walk. All the While, She hit the pavement like a rag doll being tossed away by a child.

Sigh, what a useless death. I swung my beautiful death scythe over my shoulder and hopped with grace from roof top to roof top.

Finally I appeared on the scene, draped with the same blood red petticoat that toke from Madam red, looking as charming as ever in it.

" Come along dearly, It's your time to die." I said, poking the girl with the tip of my boots, she moaned slightly, rolling with my foot until she was completely on her back.

I gasped and took a step back. She looked just like Madam Red! Same little nose, same cold red eyes that gave me goose bumps and her lovely, lovely, undyed red hair. Of course, tho she was a little beat up, but who wasn't after being hit with a car. ( Sebby-chan, of course.)

I got down on my knees and poked her, she groaned, but was unable to move. "Is my cat okay?" She murmured.

I sweat dropped, this girl got hit by a car and she was asking about her stupid cat. "Yes, your stupid cat is okay. But you're not."

She slightly nodded and breathed heavily. "Can you give him a bath for me today? He gets stinky if you don't."

"I'm here to reap your soul! Not wash your cat!" I said, stomping my foot.

She tried to blink in surprise but her eyes where to swollen. "My soul…." She trailed off, her head lolling back. The stupid animal that started this all meowed slightly and ran up to her, before climbing onto of her chest before making himself at home. THE SELFISH BASTARD!

"Go away kitty! I'm trying to take your masters soul!" I yelled at him, in turn his lazily looked at me a blinked slowly before curling up and closing his eyes.

"No! I have a job to do! Go away kitty!" I tried to pick him up but the cat hissed at me and scratched my hand. "Owww~!"

"Murrow~." He shouted back.

I flared up. " I'm not arguing with a kitty cat! Get up!"

"Meow." He replied.

I raised my hands up in defeat. " Fine she lives! But she's coming with me!"

The cat got up a stretched before hopping off. I growled at him and picked up the girl and flung her over my shoulder. "This is all your fault." I told him.

He just blinked and followed me and the girl that looked like Madam Red, tho secretly, I was kind of glad that the stupid cat stepped in… this could be interesting.

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(Mei's point of view)

I groaned slightly, my swollen eyes blinking at the harsh light a simple lamp provided. Where was I? Why the hell does my body hurt so much? I Don't understand; who is that?

I Saw a Man – or at least I think it was a man- walk into the brightly red painted room, he had a wet towel in hand and placed it delicately over my head. His long blood colored hair moving slightly in the wind of his own wake.

I tried to sit up but the pain keep me still. "Damn kitty cat, thinking he can tell me what to do." He muttered, and looked over at me, his eyes for some reason softening.

"But she does look so much like Madam red…." He trailed off petting my hair.

I flailed a bit and fell off the bed landing hard on the old wooden floor. "Ow!" I screamed hoarsely.

I tried to get up but the pain kept me still. The man sighed and picked me up tenderly, or I think tenderly, I couldn't feel a thing at that point.

"You stupid girl, you mustn't fall, or your just begging to get hurt." He cooed like a chick.

I swallowed back some blood and sighed, my chest feeling heavy. "hurt?" I echoed.

He left and brought back some bright red sheets, and gave a scary smile, revealing two rows of sharp teeth. "But of course, I mean you are already hurt beyond what a normal human can take, and we don't want to add to that now do we?" he said bopping my nose with his finger.

He changed out the sheets and smiled brightly. "Oh, it's just like having a child of my own! And I could pretend it's mine and Sebby-Chan's~!" he wiggled his butt in the air like an overly excited dog. "Oh, Sebby! Where are you when your only child and wifey need you~?" he claimed over dramatically, staring off into his own dream land.

I coughed a bit and blood lined the corner of my lip. "Sebby-chan?"

He snapped out of his dream state and glared at me. "Do you know my darling?"

I shook my head, and he went back to smiling. "Yes! Sebby-chan is my lover! And you are our love child, Madam red!" he shouted out like it was the best thing he ever heard.

I froze, Madam Red? " Madam red?" I asked softly.

He stopped celebrating and looked down at me, for the first time I saw something there that wasn't happiness…. More like regret. "…."