Hey peeps! So this is the ( insert positive comment here...) of chapter 3! I wanna thank Shadowclanwarrior for the reviews and giving me ideas on the plot of this ( Insert positive comment here...) story. Now this story is gonna have one Hell of a twist...

Disclaimer: I don't own Black Butler but I do own Diana P. Waltz and MY story. Thanks for waiting... ENJOY!

Chapter 3: Free Tea, Free Trap

"I am seriously about to hurt you! Do you realize what you've gotten me into? Now we are both going to get fired and it's all your fault!" I screamed at Grell who wasn't even paying attention to me. We were now standing on the rooftop of what Grell said to be the Phantomhive Manor. He told me that Sebastian or ''Bassy'' lived with a twelve year old boy named Ceil Phantomhive. Sure, I was curious to go and meet the residents of the Phantomhive manor, but I wasn't finished yelling at Grell.

He suddenly turned around and started to run towards me. I put up my new scythe up to block his charge but he wasn't intending to hurt me. He grabbed me into a tight death hug and started to gasp and squeal. I tried to push him away but then he'd just hug me tighter. "W-what's your p-problem?"

"I just thought of the perfect plan to make dear Bassy mine! And your apart of it!" He said into my ear. I blushed at the warmth of his breath on this cold night. Wait, I forgot Grell still owes me a coat. "We'll pretend that we are dating to make my lovely Bassy jealous! Isn't it wonderful?"

"WHAT? Have you lost the sane part of your mind? Th-this would look bad for our jobs!" I stuttered as he just glanced at me with pleading eyes. Damn, his face was just to priceless to resist. So I just sighed and flipped my dark orange curls to the side. "Okay, fine. Just this once, got it?" I called to him as I watched his expression turn from glum to excited in seconds.

He then grabbed my hand and jumped off the roof and we both landed on the front doorstep. Grell excitedly knocked on the door and a few minutes later, I could hear footsteps pattering up to the door. Apparently it was time to act because Grell quickly put his arm around my waist and with his other hand he mushed my face into the crook of his neck. Then we witnessed Sebastian open the door and look taken aback by both of our presences.

"May I help you two?" He stated calmly with a sense of curiousness in his voice. Grell smiled that sexy er, famous grin again. Damn, this role playing is getting to me!

"Yes Bas- er – Sebastian, me and my girlfriend would like to take a tour around the famous and well known mansion. Also to meet the owner of this fine place." Grell said as he winked at me and gave my waist a tight squeeze. I guess that was my cue.

"Yes indeed. Me and... my little Soul Slayer here would love it if we could meet the Earl Phantomhive." I said as I nudged Grell's shoulder playfully. Sebastian just stood there with wide eyes.

"Pardon me, but weren't you two just arguing with each other a few hours ago?"

"That was the past. Now that Diana's seen the more amazing side of me and after the present I've given her," Grell gestured to the crimson scythe that I was still holding. "She fell for me like a rock out the window." Ha, Grell, don't you mean 'She and I fell for each other when we jumped out the window of a seven story tall building.' Wow Grell, at least be realistic.

"Well, it wouldn't do any harm to invite you two for tea and a meeting with Ceil. The other idio- er butlers aren't here at the moment so it's just me." He gestured us inside and we walked in. Well, I walked in and Grell skipped in, but more or less we got inside. Also the strange thing is, and I didn't want to tell Grell, I think Sebastian didn't give a care in the world about this act. Well, let's just say I'm keeping occupied other than wondering when William will hunt us down and strip us of our licenses.

"Wow, this is a very lovely manor." I gasped in awe as I looked at all the vivid details. Suddenly Grell closed the little space we had between us and kissed my nose. I felt my face start on fire as I raked my brain for something sane to say.

"This manor isn't as pretty as you, my Sparkling Soul." He whispered huskily in my ear. It was hard to believe this was acting.

"Sebastian, who might these lot be?" Said a boy from the top of the stairs. His butler came forward and introduced us as Grell and Diana the Reapers. Wow, seems we are the stars of the show now. "I am Ceil Earl Phantomhive. Pardon me Diana, it's a pleasure meeting you but I must attend to some papers in my office. Sebastian will show you to tea." Ceil said as he walked down the steps and into a hallway.

"Oh Bassy! You've got me hypnotized!" Grell said as he did that shake with his hips again. Well we've been here for ten minutes and Grell has already lost his cool when Sebastian ran a hand through his hair. As for me, I've been sitting with Grell, calmly sipping my tea as if nothing was going on.

I heard a cry of pain and I shot my eyes open to see Grell lying on the ground with a purple bruise forming on his head. Telling by the disgusted look Sebastian was giving him, I assume he hit Grell in the head with the serving tray.

"He does that to you to you often?" I asked the butler and he just nodded a 'Yes'. I chuckled at his response.

"What the-?" I asked as the candles on the chandelier suddenly blew out and the lights flickered out. The dining room was completely dark and I couldn't see my own hand in front of me. I heard a muffled noise that sounded like Sebastian coming from beside me but I couldn't do anything except grab my scythe that was beside my chair and stand into a fighting stance.

"Who's there? Grell, where are you?" I shouted into the darkness. I saw a shadow move from my left and I turned towards it and sliced into the tense atmosphere. Apparently it was Grell because he gasped and started to complain that I sliced off a centimeter of red hair off his bangs. I mean, come on Grell! Don't we have bigger matters to attend to?

"Sebastian! Where are you? Grell find a light!" I ordered Grell as I felt around. Soon the electric lights flickered back on and what we saw was a mess. The tea cups and pots were strewn all over the wooden floor, hot tea staining the table cloth. There was a large puddle of blood and Sebastian was no where to be seen. My guess is, if Sebastian was kidnapped, where would Ceil be? I bolted out of the room with my scythe and went down the hallway to find Ceil running towards me too.

"Diana, where is Sebastian? What happened with the lights?" He asked with authority. I told him the whole story, from the lights turning off, to meeting Ceil here. He understood how bad the situation was and he and I agreed for Ceil to be in the cellar until we could find his butler and punish his kidnapper.

After that was settled, I ran back to find Grell looking at the scene of the crime. When I was running, I slipped in the pile of blood but didn't fall. Instead I did a back flip to avoid getting myself dirty. Grell applaud me.

"Well done. I guess my training has had a positive effect on you." He said as he strutted over to me.

"We have more important things to be getting to Grell. What have you found so far?" I asked as Grell handed me something. It was a small plastic doll with curly orange hair and she was wearing a suit. Funny, she also had chocolate skin like mine. WAIT, this is me! But this isn't my doll! I swear, if this is a joke by Grell, there's gonna be a problem.

"Grell, where did you find this?"

"I found it in the pile of Sebastian's blood. Funny thing too."

"W-why does it look exactly like me? Is this a joke?" I asked Grell.

"Hmm, I have a faint idea who's doll making this might be."

"Well tell me!" I shouted at him.

"A living puppet named Drocell. He lures, or in this case kidnaps, his victims into his shop and turns them into living dolls. If we don't save Bassy soon, he may stay in a doll form forever, even for a demon." He informed me. I was shocked, in all my days living, I've never seen a man, er, puppet have that kind of power. We have to save Sebastian before it's too late, I just have one question.

"If he took Sebastian, then why did he have a doll that looked like me? Does that mean that Sebastian was just-"

"Bait, yes." Grell finished my sentence. Great, my first day of Reaping and I'm already getting targeted by strange beings. But we have to save Ceil's butler, even if it's calls for an exchange with me instead.

"Damn. I never knew I had fanboys awaiting my presence. Let's not keep him waiting shall we?" I asked Grell who just smiled that... nice grin of his and chuckled.

So Grell lead the way to Drocell's hideout and we watched his front door from the roof of the next door building. Grell had his chainsaw gripped in his hands and his shoulders looked, broad. I, on the other hand, was nervously twirling my red scythe in between my fingers. The wind gently caressed my orange curls, but it didn't wash away my fear of my first Reaping. Grell was surprisingly quiet; either it was because Sebastian was taken from him or maybe... maybe he was worried for my sake. Hell no, maybe I've been daydreaming too much lately.

"Diana, you will make it out. Even if it takes my dead body to get you out. Just, smile and focus." Grell said his words of wisdom as he put his arm over my shoulder. I felt as if my worries would fade when I'm with Grell. I just hope he's right, that I'll make it out alive...

Oooooooooooo, things are getting hot in here! Oh, if anyone who is reading this wants to make some fan art of Diana, I WOULD LOVE IT! If you need some info about Diana, go to chapter 1 or PM me. Oh, her weapon is like what the Undertaker had... REVIEW!