Chapter 2
Grell finished fantasizing about Sebastian and made himself some breakfast. After eating a bowl of oatmeal and a grapefruit, Grell headed out to the city.
Grell, as a shinigami, was allowed to have two weeks worth of a holiday every few years. He had called in and taken those two weeks that morning. As Grell wandered through London, all he could think about was Sebastian. His lips. His hands. His slightly exposed chest. Everything about the evening before made Grell feel giddy like a school girl. The footage played inside Grell's head: Sebastian rolling on top of Grell and then kissing him. Grell giggled a little.
After walking for a while, Grell came across a flower shop. He looked at all of the flowers inside. There were yellow and purple iris's, magenta tulips, lavenders and lily's. The ones that caught Grell's eyes were not the red roses, but the white ones that were tied with a thick black ribbon. They were plain but sophisticated at the same time.
Grell stared as a man dressed in all black took the vase of white roses off of the shelf and promptly paid for it. Grell locked his eyes onto the tall man as he walked out. When he left the shop, the man turned slightly and showed the corner of his glasses.
"Claude." Grell thought. He knew it was Claude this time. Grell was sure that it wasn't Sebastian. No. That look was far to solemn. Also, if it were Sebastian, he would be trailing behind the small boy with an eye-patch. The one that he called his 'Bochan.'
Grell shook the thought out of his head and ran up to Claude, trying to make conversation. "Hello, Claude."
Claude glanced at Grell with an annoyed look and replied. "Hello, Grell."
"What are these for?" Grell asked, pointing to the bouquet of white roses.
"The mansion."
"Oh…Alois requested them?"
"Yes."
"Ah. So…How have you been?"
Claude looked over at Grell and sighed. "Is there anything specific you want, Grell? I'm running late."
Grell frowned. "I just wanted to say I was sorry for the misunderstanding. And to thank you…for sending Sebastian."
Claude stared down at Grell. He kept a solemn look and spoke. "…It's ok…and you are welcome."
Grell smiled and walked away. His mind raced with images of Sebastian again. Grell shivered as he thought of Sebastian's touch. Good god, he wanted to feel it again. Grell continued walking for a while. Aimlessly, Grell wandered.
As the sun set, Grell stopped to eat at a café. After he had paid the bill, Grell continued to walk without a real destination. He watched as the moon rose high into the sky and the stars complimented the dark black night.
Grell suddenly bumped into someone in a dimly lit alley. He looked at the person, who grabbed a few strands of his hair.
"With hair like this, you must surely be a woman." the person said. Grell didn't recognize the voice, but he didn't dare move a muscle. "However, you are dressed like a man. Either way, you are weak, aren't you?" he caressed Grell's cheek and Grell immediately swatted the hand away. The man grinned and pulled Grell up close to his face by his collar. "Let's see what you have in your pockets."
Grell shoved the person away and ran in the opposite direction, only to be blocked by two more shadowy people. Grell backed away and ran into the first one again. He held Grell's shoulders and Grell's eyes widened. He stopped.
"You're stronger than you look…" the man purred.
"T-take whatever you want! T-take all of my money! Just don't hurt me!" Grell whimpered.
"I changed my mind. I don't want your material things," the man began. He got very close to Grell's ear and whispered. "I want you…"
"NO!" Grell screamed. He tried to pull away, but the man's grip tightened around Grell's arms. Grell was then shoved into the brick wall. His head slammed against it. Grell wasn't knocked unconscious, but his head was hurting. The three men started to walk to Grell. He knew he couldn't do anything to run away, or else the men would hurt him even more. Grell closed his eyes, which let a tear escape his eyelid.
As Grell longed to be at home in his bed, he heard the sound of punches. Grell opened his eyes to see his attackers bloody and on the ground all laying around a single figure that had his back facing Grell, who looked up.
"Se-Sebastian?" Grell sniffled.
Sebastian turned to the whimpering shinigami that was on the ground. He stared for a moment and then smiled. Sebastian helped Grell up to his feet. All Grell could do was stare at Sebastian. He had just saved Grell from something too foul and terrifying for him to think of.
"Are you ok, Grell? Did they hurt you?" Sebastian asked. He looked truly concerned for Grell.
"I'm fine. My head hit the wall, but I'm ok." Grell released a few more tears. He had been terrified and now his one love had saved him.
"Grell, don't cry," Sebastian wiped Grell's face. "It's okay. You're safe now."
Grell smiled weakly and buried his face into Sebastian's tailcoat. Sebastian held Grell on his back and stroked his hair.
"I was terrified." Grell whimpered.
"I know." Sebastian cooed.
Grell pulled back and looked up at Sebastian. Those red eyes that looked so devilish stared back down at Grell.
"Sebastian?"
"Yes, Grell?"
"…How did you find me?"
"You screamed, didn't you?"
"Well…yes. But, what were you doing away from Ciel?"
"My Bochan actually isn't that far from here."
Grell smiled. Sebastian was lying and Grell could tell.
Sebastian sighed. "Demon's have very good hearing and impeccable speed. I heard your scream and ran to help you."
Grell smiled again. This time because Sebastian had saved him at his own will.
Grell couldn't help himself. He raised his head and kissed Sebastian's lips. Sebastian didn't pull away. Instead, he kissed Grell in return. Before Sebastian had reached Grell, he was frightened too. The truth was that Sebastian didn't want Grell to get hurt. He loved Grell.
Grell looked at Sebastian when he broke their lip's connection.
"Thank you, Sebastian."
Sebastian smiled. "Do you want me to take you home?"
Grell nodded. Sebastian swung Grell into a bridal position and carried him off to his flat on the shinigami grounds.
When they reached Grell's flat, Grell unlocked the door for them both to enter.
"Do you want me to stay until you fall asleep?" Sebastian asked.
Grell nodded as he walked to his bed. "Yes, please." he removed his gloves so his hands wouldn't become sweaty.
Sebastian sat on the bed next to Grell. He allowed the scarlet haired shinigami's head to rest on his lap. Sebastian gently petted Grell's hair. Then, something caught his eye on his glove.
"Grell, don't be alarmed, but you head is bleeding." Sebastian spoke calmly.
Grell lifted his hand to the back of his head and felt where it had hit the brick wall. He looked at his hand and saw the red stains on his fingertips. He sat up.
"Oh no. I'm so sorry, Sebastian!" Grell apologized.
Sebastian looked at him with a smile. "Your apologizing to me for being hurt by thieves?"
"Oh…" Grell blushed. "Do you think you could help me bandage it, Sebastian?"
Sebastian nodded. "Where do you keep the bandages?"
"Under the sink in the bathroom."
Sebastian stood up and returned with a gauze and a bandage roll. He carefully wrapped Grell's head wound so the gauze stopped the bleeding. After he was finished, he looked at Grell. "Are you sure you don't feel light headed? Because then we would need to worry."
Grell shook his head. "No, I feel fine."
Sebastian smiled with a little bit of relief.
"…Sebastian? I know my pillows are soft enough for my head…do you think we can relive yesterday? Please? Just a little bit of it?"
Sebastian smiled even more and lightly pushed Grell so he was lying down. Sebastian got on top of him and entangled their finger as he did the day before. They stared for a moment before Grell felt Sebastian kiss him like he did before. Only this time, it lasted longer. Sebastian pulled away and spoke softly.
"…I thought you'd never ask."
