Grell woke not too long after he passed out. He opened his eyes and groaned at the pressure in his head.

"What happened?" he questioned himself, reaching over to grab the glasses on his nightstand. However, when he reached out, he touched nothing but air. "Huh?" He sat up and looked around. It was blurry, but he could tell that this was not his room.

Caused by the concussion, Grell had a touch of amnesia, and did not remember the events surrounding his new injury. The red head stood up and stumbled to the door, dizziness not allowing him to walk straight. Grell fumbled with the door knob before opening it and stumbling into the hallway of the phantomhive manor. He stayed close to the wall for support and shivered, seeing as how only the bottom half of his body was dressed. Grell continued stumbling about, and eventually saw a door with soft light spilling out. Getting excited, he stumbled a bit faster. As he got close to the door, he tripped and began to fall. The red head sucked in a breath and prepared to meet with the hard floor, but the feeling never came. Instead, he felt someone carrying him. Grell swallowed, remembering bits and pieces of the fight he had with Claude.

'I must have lost, and he took me.' He thought to himself, and began to panic. "L-Look, You don't have to kill me, just dump me back at the dispatch and you will never see me again." Grell's voice wavered a bit, the man didn't respond. "Claude please..if...if you don't kill me, I'll kill your master early so-"

The man chuckled. "You think I'm Claude?"

Grell focused his eyes, which was a bit difficult seeing as how he didn't have his glasses. "Se...Sebas-Chan?...I must have died and gone to heaven." He mumbled to himself, blushing a bit.

Sebastian scoffed. "Sadly no, You're alive. It would have been much more convenient if you would have died. Fortunately for you, My young master ordered me to take care of you. You have a concussion, so I cannot allow you to go out and reap for a few days. You will stay at the phantomhive manor as a guest, but you will be bedridden."

Grell looked a bit confused. "Why would he not allow Claude to kill me?" Grell grinned. "Unless my Sebas-chan begged for my well being~! Not being able to stand the thought-" Grell was cut off by a gloved hand covering his mouth.

Sebastian sighed as they entered his room, he sat Grell on the bed and lit candles so he could see his injuries better. Sebastian touched a gash, and the red head flinched.

"Be careful Sebastian, don't you know how to handle a lady properly?!" Grell said matter-of-factly, looking at Sebastian through the corner of his eye.

Sebastian set his jaw. "If you want your back to heal properly, I suggest you shut up." The demon snarled, using the rag to lightly clean the wounds. He wiped the dried blood off, being as careful as possible. Sebastian had to admit, the reaper could really take a beating. Grell whimpered as the demon dried off his back with another rag. "Alright, lift up your arms."

Grell did as instructed and winced, some of the wounds stretched, and opened up again. Sebastian quickly wiped up the red liquid, and his eyes turned pink. He hadn't noticed it when he first took Grell in because he was furious about his masters orders, but now that he took the time to notice, Grell's blood smelled wonderful. Sebastian took in another scent and shivers went down his spine. A reapers soul was the ultimate treat for a demon, and only Satan had tasted the soul of a Shinigami. Their blood would fill a demon, being far more delectable than any other mortals blood. It took all of Sebastian's will not to lick the blood of one of the wounds. He quickly wrapped bandages around the wounds, taking in his sweet scent as he got close to his skin. Sebastian smiled as he heard the nervous fluttering of the red heads heart. Despite his outward demeanor, Grell was scared of the demon in his quite vulnerable state.

Grell lowered his arms when Sebastian was done and sighed. "Thank you darling~!" Grell winked at the demon. "So will you be coming to bed with me?" He eyed Sebastian seductively.

Sebastian narrowed his eyes, and looked at him dangerously. "I won't be doing anything so inappropriate with a reaper like you." He spat and walked out of the room, closing the door a bit hard behind him. He looked at a speck of the reapers blood on the thumb of his white glove and ran his tongue over it. He almost drooled at the thought of being able to drink from the red head.

Sebastian shook his head and abandoned the thoughts, walking back to the kitchen to plan out the activities of the day to come.

XxxxxX

Grell woke up again in the morning to find a blurry silver tray beside the bed. He narrowed his eyes and smiled bigly when he spotted his glasses. Grell put them on and blinked a few times, happy that he was able to see again. Looking at the tray again, he saw tea and breakfast were there, along with his coat and a new undershirt. The reaper didn't know exactly what he was eating, but he certainly enjoyed it. After finishing his breakfast, he dressed and went into Sebastian's bathroom. The red head pouted when he spotted nothing but a comb on the sink. His face flushed when he realized that he had no make up to put on.

Grell brushed the crimson locks and walked out of the room when he was done. He walked around, looking for the demon butler. Grell smiled when he heard a voice, and ran twords it, only to collide with the clumsy maid. Grell fell backwards, his head swimming when he did.

"O-oh! M-Miss I'm so sorry, I-!" She stopped and blushed. "I'm so sorry, I meant Mr.! I-Ill go get ." She scrambled up, screaming as she ran down the hallways. "MR. SEBASTIAN! MR. SEBASTIAAAAN!"

Grell held his head, and not too much longer Sebastian came and scooped him up. "What part of bedridden don't you understand?" he snarled. Sebastian dropped the reaper back on the bed and glared at him.

Grell covered his face. "Sebas-Chan! I don't have any make-up on! You can't look at me!" He pressed his face into the pillow. "You have to get my make-up for me!" He demanded, pointing in the direction in which he hoped was Sebastian.

Sebastian rubbed his temples and sighed. "How about we go out later and buy new makeup? Having you create a portal will be too much for you. Ciel doesn't want you to die...yet."

Grell popped up. "You...You really mean it?" He flung himself around Sebastian and hugged him tightly. "Oh Sebby! You're too sweet darling! It's a date then!"

Sebastian held his breath, not wanting to be tempted by the scent. "It is not a date, just another annoying chore I have to take care of.."

Grell giggled. "Call it what you want, but you're still taking me out and buying me makeup! All the ladies in London will be so jealous~!"

Sebastian peeled the reaper off and left him to his insane chattering about the date.

A/N: Lazy Admin is Lazy. And I am sorry. The holidays are creeping up once again, forcing all of us to go out and converse with others. *sigh* Have any of you played IB by the way? It's a great pc game, I'm gonna try to buy it for christmas...or get it off of PirateBay. But anyways, the song 'Memory (Orchestral)' from IB is stuck in my head. Forever Loop.

-Darkie M