Why hello there. I'm really sorry it been ages since this update, I have been away on holidays and cruises, I have had my laptop taken away BECUASE of writing fan fiction. Stupid so and so... So, yes, the second chapter. Staring the sexiest man alive (Sebastian, just in case his sexiness gave you memory loss), man on man fighting and maybe a few deaths. Well, maybe. Not sure yet. Hmmmmmmm. Anyway, read on faithful whatever! Don't forget to comment!
Sebastian turned his head to Grell, and Grell beamed down at him.
'So this is how it's going to work Bassie. If you don't want you precious guard dog to lose a limb, you're going to do what I say. Hm?' Grell tilted his head at Sebastian. Sebastian looked up at the Reaper. If he was in his usual state, which he wasn't, he would have fought, but he was to weak, Grell could kill him with one blow. So, with nothing left, Sebastian tried an approach that he had never attempted before, talking.
'What is it exactly that you want Grell. You don't want my Master, otherwise he would not be here because you would not risk me seeing him. You might, well, you defiantly want me, but if you really did, I would be bound or something rather and you would have me in the palm of your murderous hands. Unless, something is stopping you, something that would put you in peril. Is it William, hm? Or something more lethal. Tell me Reaper, what are you planning? You seem to have me quite curious.' Grell smiled wickedly, his cherry lips spreading over his face to reveal his pointed teeth.
'now If I told you that,' Grell answered, 'what fun would there be?' he raised a hand and swiped it across Sebastian's face. A long cut drew and blood trickled down his face. In a normal situation it would have been easy to dodge, but it had seemed like his senses had been dulled. 'that will teach you to speak out of turn.' Grell walked away from Sebastian, back over to Ciel, who unconscious body lay in the chair, looking so very hopeless and lost. The Reaper scratched the glass with his fingernails, carving pictures into it. Sebastian grabbed his face, blood seeping through his fingers as he asked the Reaper,
'if you tell me what you are planning to do, I will return the favour.' The carving stopped and Grell's head twitched to the side. Sebastian lay down on the floor, looking helpless and afraid. The Horney and sex driven Grell started to walk toward him, his heels clicking on the floor.
'what kind of favour?' he asked, starting to stroke Sebastian's un-injured cheek. Sebastian let out raspy, short breaths and quivered. Grell saw him and started to look a little concerned. 'Bassie, what's wrong? why are you doing that? Are you okay?' Grell knelt down on the ground next to Sebastian with a look of worry on his face. Sebastian let out a raspy string of words,
'G-Grell. What did you give me, wh-why am I like this, p-p-please tell me.' Grell knew he shouldn't tell Sebastian what he had injected, but he didn't want his love to die.
'its a strand we developed at the institute. When injected into the blood stream it spreads through the body, interrupting the main feed of the nerves, confusing the signals and making your body basically useless by disconnecting the nerves from the muscles. If any part of the strand touched you or any liquid from an infected subject, such as blood or salvia touches you, it will infect you as well. In your case love, because of your demonic power, it was a little less effective, but it seems that something in the strand has gone wrong and is infecting your body with a virus. William should have tested this before he gave it to me. Do you know what to do, my love?' Sebastian eyes opened ever so slightly and his hand lazily reached up to Grell. The reaper grabbed it and squeezed it. 'Could this be it?' the Reaper thought. Sebastian's other hand reached up and grabbed the back of Grell's neck. The reaper was surprised at the strength, and this surprise was a fatal move, for Sebastian luged up at him and kissed him passionately. Grell, at first, replied with vigour, but then realised what the butler was doing. He pulled away and Sebastian laughed. 'you bastard! I thought I was helping! Why would you do this to a woman! ARGH' Grell flung himself away from Sebastian, who was wiping the salvia away from around it mouth. The bastard had infected him with the strand!
'I have to say, Sutcliff, that kiss was the most horrid thing that I yet to encounter in this human world, and for that I commend you. Now, let me give you a piece of advice, Reaper, when injecting a syringe, always go for the vein, also, don't even bother trying it on a demon, it never works, we are immune to nearly every drug, strand and virus found in all realms of hell and earth.'
'if it didn't work, then why were you knocked out while I brought you hear, huh?' Grell said in a shaky voice. Sebastian just laughed and crouched down next to him.
'you really need to learn how to tell when someone is un-conscious. Hear let me give you a demonstration.' That was the last thing Grell Sutcliff heard before Sebastian's hand came down and punched him in the face. When the reaper was knocked un-conscious, Sebastian got up and dusted himself off, while he walked over to the scratched glass, where his master laid in wait for his butler to come rescue him.
Sorry Grell honey, I made you sound like a hoer. ARGH, I'm so sorry! I love you! Anyway guys, sorry about the wait, but you know, shit happens. Please leave a comment and tell me what you thought, thanks!