I wasn't going to continue this story, but I thought ehh? Why not? Might as well give Sebas-chan to Grell and satisfy myself as a fangirl. Yey! For SebastianxGrell.

The necklace in this story is a reference to Saint Seiya. For those not familiar with that anime, this necklace was given to a baby named Shun by a follower of Hades, the lord of the Underworld. This necklace bonded the baby to Hades. No matter where the baby ended up, one day, he would find his way to Lord Hades because he belonged to Lord Hades from the day he was born. I just really loved this little part of the anime. And if you want to know what the necklace looks like, you can Google "Andromeda Shun necklace" and you'll find it, I'm sure.

Again, I do not own Kuroshitsuji and characters nor do I own Saint Seiya, but I do own a necklace. X3

He clutched the little piece of silver in his hand. He had been saving money for three years now, all in the hopes of buying this necklace for Nikki.

He loved Nikki, more than anything in the world, but he could never actually voice it. He just wasn't that type of person.

So instead, he worked hard for three years and, now, he had the perfect present to show Nikki just how much he loved him.

He held the silver necklace in his hand. A beautiful five point star surrounded in a circle, and inside the star, an intricate design. But what he loved about the necklace were the words that were delicately engraved in it.

"Yours Ever"

Two simple words that would prove to Nikki that he loved him because, in truth, Nikki was his, and he was Nikki's.

Everything around him went black. All he could see was the necklace, sparkling in a nonexistent light.

"Yours Ever"

"Yours Ever"

"Louie, it's beautiful!" the voice was so happy. "But I can't accept it. It's far too expensive, Louie."

He felt his hands brush away silky brown hair out of the way. He placed the necklace around a slender neck.

"You will keep it, Nikki, and no buts." He heard himself say.

The happy, angelic voice giggled. "Okay, Louie. Thank you." He felt arms wrap around him. "I love you, Louie."

"Yours Ever"

He wanted to see the face of the person with beautiful brown locks, whose voice was so angelic, whom made him feel… different.

A pentagram and the words "Your Ever"

"Mr. Sebastian!"

The butler woke up from his sleep. When had he fallen asleep? He didn't remember. Keeping up with the mansion and his master must really be weighing down on the demon.

'Yours Ever, huh?' the butler thought to himself. 'Louie. Nikki. Who are these people?'

There was a persistent knocking at his door.

"Mr. Sebastian! The young lord is getting upset, yes he is!" Meyrin.

"He's awfully pissed off 'cus my breakfast wasn't too his liking!" Bard.

"And I killed the pretty grass!" Finny.

"Mr. Sebastian!" All three of them.

Sebastian looked at his pocket watch. An hour past eight.

Oh no! How could this have happened? He not only slept, he over slept! His duties! No! He failed as a butler!

Quickly getting dressed, he ignored the three servants as they fell down as he pushed them out of the way and literally ran to his master's room.

"Master!"

"Sebastian! You are late!" Ciel was undressed, what looked like a blob of breakfast was untouched, and there was an annoyed expression on his face.

Sebastian bowed. "Please, my Lord. Forgive me. I do not know what came over me."

"It would appear that not even demons are exempt from sleep." Ciel answered with a smirk.

Sebastian gave a small sigh. The master wasn't upset.

"Again, forgive me master." He stood up and began his daily butler routine.

After a few minutes, Ciel spoke, "Sebastian, when Tanaka came to wake me, he handed me a letter from the queen."

"Oh?"

"Apparently, the fiancé of a distant relative of hers disappeared without a trace."

"I see."

"Two nights ago, the man was in critical condition; pneumonia, I believe she said. And suddenly, after a visit from his fiancé, he got better. However, the day before his spontaneous recovery, his fiancé disappeared without a trace. The man claims that he had spoken to her that very morning, but no one reported seeing her since the night prior. The queen wants us to investigate the disappearance of the woman; this is top priority."

"Yes, my Lord."

"Prepare a carriage. We shall go to Undertaker; we need him to keep an eye out on the woman, in case she turns up dead."

"Will this be all, my Lord?" Sebastian asked with a bow.

"Yes. Call for me when the carriage is ready."

At this, Sebastian retreated and went to prepare the carriage.

'Yours Ever and a pentagram.' Sebastian could not get that voice out of his head. He's heard that voice before. 'I wonder… is this a memory of the past?'

It was a peaceful day at the office. It was too peaceful, that William was getting paranoid.

Where the hell was that redhead?

"Wiiiiiiiiiiiill!~" Ahh, there he was.

A bundle of red ran into his office and threw itself on Will almost causing both bodies to fall of the chair.

"Honestly, Sutcliff. Do behave yourself. It is far too early to deal with…you." Will said as he pushed Grell away from him. "Do your work."

"But Will! I am trying to do my work, but my ledger is being all stupid!" Grell pouted as he pulled out his ledger. "Look." He opened the ledger and ran his finger to the cause of the problem.

"What is it?" William asked as he stared at the ledger three inches from his face.

"This name, it appeared two nights ago, and as I was going to reap it, it disappeared." He pulled the ledger back and scrolled his finger further down the page before stopping it and placing the book back on William's face. "Then, this name appeared on its place, but when I went to go reap her, she wasn't where the ledger said she'd be. And there's no record of her soul being collected anywhere; I looked. And then, the first name keeps appearing and disappearing at random dates!"

"What do you want me to do? Those souls are your responsibility."

"But Will~!" Grell pulled the book back and read a few sentences. "It says a demon was involved! Will!"

"Grell, be quiet." William was trying hard not to raise his voice. "Look, go speak to the Undertaker; he should know how to handle…you."

Grell gave an exaggerated gasp. "Will-"

"Go Grell."

Grell pouted and made his way to the door.

"Grell, if a demon is involved, to get your monstrous scythe. I'll lift the ban for this case."

Grell flashed him his Cheshire cat smile. "Will, you care about me!" He exclaimed with a giggle and a wiggle.

"We are understaffed. I don't want to work overtime because of you."

"Oh, Will, trying to pretend you don't care. That's what I love about you." Grell blew him a kiss and ran out the door. His precious scythe was waiting for him!

Undertaker sat in his coffin eating his bone shaped cookies.

"Ehehehe. This will be interesting." He said as he took a bite out of his cookie.