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Ciel was baffled. He was assuming that his talented butler was badly wounded by the red-headed reaper who had then kidnapped Sebastian. That was the only thing that made sense in his mind. After a few more minutes on the scene, Ciel decided that there was nothing more for him to see. With a frustrated sigh, the little lord made his way towards the Undertaker, who must know something of what occurred here; he knew everything.
"What do you mean you don't know what happened?" Ciel seethed. "You seem to know everything as soon as it happens. Why can't Sebastian hear me when I order him to come? I need him!"
"Ehehehe~ You know what I need in payment, Earl," the old grim reaper grinned. "Until I am paid, I know nothing."
Thinking quickly, Ciel muttered the story of his time wearing a frilly pink dress for the Jack the Ripper case, his face burning a furious pink. After a few minutes in which the Undertaker wiped tears from his eyes and tried to regain his composure, he dragged himself on to the cover of one of his coffins. "I believe your dear butler is with the reaper of his own free will. Poor Grell and Mister Butler were grievously injured. Your butler was healed, however and supporting Grell when they came to my shop. He asked if it would be a good idea to bring Grell to his apartment to take care of him."
"Apartment? Sebastian does not have an apartment!" Ciel snapped.
"No! They went to the reaper's apartment~ Hehehe!"
Sebastian moaned quietly and rolled around on the soft bed, trying to understand where he was. Opening his eyes, however, everything was blurry. He sat straight up, noticing the red hair that moved in the corner of his eye. "Grell?" he asked.
Or at least, he thought he asked that. Instead, he heard the red reaper's own voice, instead of Sebastian's. The demon reached up to rub his eyes, thinking that they must be cloudy with sleep, but saw that his nails were painted a bright crimson, and the contract was not on the back of his hand.
"Sebastian?" a voice said hesitantly. "These might help."
A hand placed a pair of red spectacles on Sebastian's nose, and the butler blinked in confusion as everything came into view, including himself. He was seated on the end of the bed, looking at himself fearfully.
"Um... Bassy?" His body asked him.
"Grell?" Sebastian said, leaning forward.
The movement made long red hair fall into his face, covering his eyes. Sebastian's body reached out and brushed it out of his face, smiling hesitantly. "Yeah. I think something happened."
Sebastian blinked rapidly, not comprehending. He was confused, and that did not happen often. "So, if you are me, then I am...?"
He looked in the mirror that Grell held up for him, and instead of a tall, pale, raven-haired demon, Sebastian saw a thin, red reaper staring back at him.
"I am you..." He said quietly.
Grell smirked and said suggestively "Sebas-chan is inside of meeeee~ ya- OOF!"
He tumbled backward off of the bed, having been kicked in the chest by Sebastian. "What did you do to me, you vile creature?" Sebastian snarled.
"I- I didn't do anything!" Grell yelped. "I think that little girl with the rather mousy hair did this!"
Sebastian mused for a moment, thinking of how odd it was to hear his own voice and body act just like Grell.
"She did move much too quickly for a human child," he allowed.
Grell squealed with excitement that his Romeo agreed with him, and threw himself at Sebastian. The demon-turned-reaper attempted to roll over fast enough to get out of the way, but the reaper body was too slow and too weak when compared to Grell in his demon body.
He was quickly pinned underneath Grell who smiled impossibly wider at the fact that Sebastian could not get away. "I would kiss you right now, but it would be too strange to kiss myself," he sighed. "We need to fix this so I'm looking at your beautiful face instead of my own, right Sebas-chan~?"
"Grell, where are we?" Sebastian asked, realizing that he had no idea where they were.
"Hmm~" Grell smirked. "My bedroom!"
Sebastian was surprised by how normal it looked. The only red in the room was the blankets and the hangings on the bed, the curtains over the large windows, and the door. Next to the door, was a dark mahogany wardrobe that had a single red sleeve poking out from where the mirrored doors had been shut in a hurry. A vanity mirror, desk, and bench were set up next to the bed, and red roses were strung around the mirror. On the desk were some make up supplies and a stack of papers. Stuck on the glass of the mirror were several photos of Will, Sebastian, and a few blurry ones of a figure in black who had long, silver hair and a wide grin. Overall, it was not what Sebastian would have pictured for the flamboyant reaper.
"Get off of me," Sebastian hissed as he remembered that Grell was still sitting on his chest.
The smirk faded off of his face and Grell pouted, which looked extremely odd on the demon butler's features. "I'm sorry," he muttered as he slid to the side and stretched out on his back next to Sebastian.
Sebastian sat up, pulling the long, and surprisingly silky, red hair behind him so it wouldn't fall in his face. Before climbing off the bed he played the reaper's hair for a moment. It was even softer than cat fur.
"Do you like my hair, Bassy?" Grell asked shyly, staring at the bed and not at Sebastian.
Sebastain jumped, caught in the act. He turned to Grell and startled himself by saying "I like it. It is very soft."
As Grell began to smile brightly, Sebastian added, "But only because it reminds me of cat fur!"
He stood up quickly, trying to hide his discomfort. "We need to find that little girl again. She needs to switch us back."
Grell nodded and stood up for a second before collapsing to the ground with a shriek of pain.
Sebastian leaped over the bed to the side that Grell was on, and knelt next to him. "What is it, Grell? Are you okay?"
"Sebas-chan is.. worried for me," Grell smiled and then winced. "My hand- I mean your hand- I mean this! It's burning! And I can hear that damned brat hissing in my head! Make it stop!"
Grell held up the hand that had the contract on it, and Sebastian took it, staring at the pentacle. "By 'damned brat' I am assuming you mean my master? He must be looking for me. How long was I sleeping?"
"A few hours. My body was not healed by that girl like yours was, so you needed to rest to get better. How do you stand this pain? Is it like this every time he gives an order?"
Sebastian frowned. "I've never been in pain before. What do you hear my young master saying?"
"He's calling for you. He says that if you don't show up in a few minutes," Grell laughed and grinned wickedly. "He says that if you don't show up, he will punish you by making you my butler for a day or two~!"