A/N: I know! It's been like a month or two since I updated and I'm so sorry. Well here's chapter two! I hope you all like it.
I do not own Kuroshitsuji or its characters (But I wish I owned Grell-chan :'( )
Grell woke up in his room. He blinked a few times before realizing that before realizing his glasses were on. He sat up and noticed a figure in his chair.
William T. Spears.
'He stayed with me?' He thought as a blush appeared on his face.
After a few minutes Grell expected the blush to go away. But it didn't. Grell flopped back down, face first, with a loud sigh. This made William stir.
"Am I a Christian?" He yelled.
Grell started to laugh uncontrollably.
"S-Shut up Sutcliff," He muttered.
"I-I'm so sorry, Will! B-But r-really? Am I a?" Grell started to laugh loudly again. "I-I can't e-even finish it!"
His laugh was annoying the heck out of William but a small smile did grace his lips as seeing his partner was better than yesterday. Then a loud knock was heard.
"Grell-san? Are you okay?" said the voice outside the door. It was Alan.
"Oh yes Alan!" Grell said, still laughing.
"Are you crying?" He asked.
"No. He's laughing at me," William said, getting out of the chair to let Alan in. When he opened the door, Alan looked surprised.
"Oh! William-san! What are you doing here?" Alan asked. William glanced to Grell who's head was now buried in a pillow, laughing. William closed the door slightly.
"Do you know how to tell when someone's sick?" He asked Alan.
"Are you worried that Grell is sick?" Alan asked trying to keep his questioning face, for behind it, a smirk was slightly developing in his mind.
"Yes I am," William said. Alan was taken back. But that all changed when he thought of another question to make William deny he actually was worried about the flamboyant red head. Even if he did admit it, it was funny to see William deny that he actually worried about Grell every now and then.
"So you care about Grell?"
"No. He has paperwork to be done and I want it finished now. But since he's sick I'm going to nurse him back to health," William declared.
"How much did you two drink last night?" Alan asked.
"What?" William asked. "What an absurd question!"
"Well, there's no way would Grell laugh uncontrollably for three minutes and there's no way you would ever admit you care for Grell," Alan said.
"I never said I cared for Grell. I said I cared for his paperwork,"
"But you implied it," Alan smirked.
"No I didn't!" William shouted. Alan just hummed.
"I. said," William was cut off by a loud laugh.
William opened the door for him to see the mess of a bed Grell had left. Grell lied down, now giggling endlessly.
"He's sick!" William pointed.
"Then why is he laughing?" He asked.
"You couldn't have asked that first?" William shouted at Alan. Alan just shrugged.
"I was laughing because when I woke Will up, he shouted, "Am I a Christian?"," Grell sighed.
The few seconds of silence soon turned into laughter again as Alan started to laugh now too.
William sighed. This was getting nowhere.
/Crimson Blush/
"Finally he's gone," William sighed closing the door, hearing the retreating laughter of Alan.
"So I'm sick?" Grell asked. William nodded.
"Oh. Well, goodbye Will," Grell sighed, turning to his side where the wound lay of yesterday's little William tantrum. Grell flinched a little.
"What?"
"You have to work right?" Grell asked, glancing at the taller man. William nodded.
"So, goodbye," Grell sighed at William's stupidity.
"But who will take care of you?"
Grell froze. As well as his heart. Did William actually care about Grell just this one time? Then Grell wondered if William cared about him all the time...
'No way Grell. That's a stupid, unreal thought.' Grell sighed in defeat. 'And you know it.'
"I guess I'll be taking care of you," William sighed.
"But Will," Grell sat up to see no one in his vision. All he saw was William's coat thrown on to the chair he slept on. Then he heard water run to his left, the bathroom. He turned his head to see William washing a towel in water. In Grell's mind, William looked handsomer than ever.
William turned off the faucet and walked toward the redhead. He placed the towel on the smaller man's face and dabbed it. Grell made a cute crimson blush and shut his eyes tight as William dabbed his face.
'He looks so cute when he does that,' William thought, unconsciously. Then he realized what he thought. 'No! I don't think this flamboyant bastard is cute! No, no, no, no, no!'
William started to shake his head.
"Will," Grell put both his hands on William's cheeks. William looked down at the crimson reaper in front of him.
"Are you okay?" Grell asked.
William just nodded. Grell gave William a genuine smile. "Thank you, William for taking care of me,"
William just blushed then continued what he was doing.
/Crimson Blush/
William started to make some tea for Grell while he lied down on the couch. He glanced over to Grell and noticed him combing his hair with his hands. William sighed.
He walked past Grell to the bathroom to get a brush.
"Will?" Grell asked.
"Yes?" William said looking through the cabinets.
"What are you doing?" He asked. William found a brush and walked back to the living room.
He walked behind the couch where Grell was.
"Will? What are you," William cut him off by turning his head toward the red wall.
"Look at the wall. It's harder to brush your hair when you move around," William sighed. He lifted up the long red hair and placed it behind the couch. He split the hair into six sections and brushed each one. William took the time to notice how soft Grell's hair was.
When he was done brushing the final section, Grell said "Your much better than Alan or Ronald,"
Grell turned around and smiled at the taller man. "It didn't even hurt when you did my tangles. William, you have seemed to capture my endlessly loving heart and love for you again~!" He blew William a kiss, which he easily dodged.
"I made some tea. Would you like some?" William asked.
"Only if you drink it then give it to me by mouth," Grell smirked.
"Honestly, sometimes I wonder what goes on in that thick head of yours," William let a small smile grace his lips as he walked to the kitchen.
A/N: Please R&R! And I'm sorry if any characters are OOC.