Roy squirmed in the butler's arms until he was set down. "Doesn't your leg still hurt? Well if you insist on roaming round on your own then be my guest just don't stray off too far from me..."
Sebastian took out his watch taking note that it was already a little past mid-night.
"What did that boy say? Something about the culprit striking most round this hour if I recall..."
He promptly eyed the dog who had found a grassy area nearby most likely to mark it as his own plot of territory. The butler then glared into the water where the rippled image of moonlight glittered upon it for some reason looking at it helped him think more clearly in situation such as the one he found himself in. Sebastian's eyes widened however upon seeing a familiar body drift through the water, disrupting the perfect reflection of the moon.
"Why that's the same cloaked man from before... but how did he...?"
A mighty bark tore through the air, disrupting the silent ambiance. Sebastian turned his attention to an excited Roy who was now also staring at the same husk with a wag of his tail, "You... couldn't possibly be...? No of course not how silly." But still he seems to be happy to see this individual dead how funny... Sebastian's frown turned into an amused smirk."Could there possibly be something else aside from the shinigami killing these people? This man was cloaked in red but to think, if he were indeed the copy-cat killer he wouldn't have been run in so easily therefore that must mean... No, no... I thought I was on to something there for a moment..."
Roy nudged Sebastian's leg with his snout but his efforts in grabbing the man's attention were disregarded.
"I can't help but to feel as though the answer is right in front of me... But honestly... Where is that accursed shinigami? How long must he keep me waiting...?"
As if on some sort of cue the sound of what the butler could only describe as something being unveiled filled his eardrums; Sebastian looked above him to see the vibrant colour of red unfurl out of the shadows and land a mere few yards away from where the butler himself had been lurking.
It was none other than Grell Sutcliffe landing on his feet like a lithe feline, humming what sounded like a wedding march; he was so loud that even Sebastian could pick it up.
"Let's see now... Ah here we are Raphael Waldrop, cause of death suicide by drowning. Tsk, it's always the younger prettier ones who choose to die in such ungraceful ways..."
Sebastian found a nook in between two buildings and took refuge in it, observing the reaper from his safe distance. Assuming what Ronald told him was true he found it would be foolish to approach the man personally as of yet.
Grell then went out of view, Sebastian took a quick peek just long enough to see that the red reaper had taken something off the corpse. "What's this now?" The butler queried with a hint of intrigue lining his stifled voice. "Hm... corpse robbing?"
The shinigami then revved up his chainsawed Death-scythe and lifted it high above his head, positioning himself for the kill.
Sebastian slipped behind a wall, circumventing the blood that spattered in the very spot he had been standing in mere seconds ago. It wasn't that he minded the sight of blood since he'd seen his fair share of it in his years but if he could help it he would avoid getting it stained all over the attire he took the time to press and iron. He was always amazed as to how the reaper could manage to avoid getting a spot of it on him if he so wanted.
"Oh come on now she's not even that attractive! ...Nothing worth killing oneself over anyway..." Grell pouted.
Curious as to what the shinigami was getting so hot and bothered about, Sebastian peered round the corner where he saw the cinematic recording of a rather plain looking young woman accepting a bouquet of roses from another gentleman.
Which was odd because there was no footage being shown of him draped in red cloak or terrorizing young men and women.
Maybe the person was a victim of a last second incrimination or there really was something other-worldly going on as "Donald" earlier stated.
Sebastian looked down to see Roy wagging his tail at the sight of Grell. He then stood up and began to sprint toward the reaper.
"Stop, fool!" The butler hissed, snatching the dog up into his arms.
Roy growled furiously at the man and began to nip at his arm.
"Cease that you foolish creature and be grateful, I just saved your miserable life..."
"SEBAS-CHAN!"
The butler felt his very follicles break out in Dasler bumps as he was now face to face with a rather amorous looking shinigami, Grell took notice of this which only caused his already impish smirk to broaden; knowing that he was the only one capable of bringing his beloved demon into such a state.
"I can't believe this you were actually stalking ME for once." Grell pulled the taller gentleman into a domineering embrace.
"Yes good morning Grell..."
The two had known each other long enough by now that Grell got over his need to try and hack Sebastian to bits each time he encountered him therefore in turn Sebastian no longer felt a need to kick the shinigami's teeth in unless of course he was asking for it.
Grell pulled away and took a swift look round, "Um Sebas-chan I don't see that Phantomhive brat anywhere with you, could it be that you devoured him already?"
"No, I came here on behalf of the young master who has requested I spend the whole day with you as he promised."
"Oh..." Grell frowned which took Sebastian completely by surprise.
"What is it?"
"It's just that I have a lot on my plate tonight and I just barely got my precious death-scythe back..."
"Then wherever it is you are destined to be I shall accompany you on your conquest."
"Ah is that Roan?" Grell took the terrier from Sebastian and snuggled the creature in an almost maternal nature.
"Roan? So this mongrel belongs to you does he?" Sebastian asked, watching as the reaper began tosmother the pooch with kisses. "It was there nipping at my leg while William nearly lopped my head off. Not quite sure why but I felt compelled to take him back with me. The young master seems to be a bit fond of him as well."
"Occasionally he appears before me after I've reaped some-one's soul. He was so very charming the first time we met he trotted up to me as if he enjoyed my performance!"
"Interesting. He doesn't seem to fear death like most canines would. ...Hey don't let him lick your mouth."
Grellset the dog down and smirked at the butler, "Aw Sebas-chan there's no need to be jealous. Your tongue is the only one I'd let invade my mouth."
"No Grell that wasn't at all what I was implying I was just saying that it isn't very sanitary for the poor creature he doesn't know where that mouth of yours has been. At any case as I stated earlier I came for you but I see that all you seem to have been doing was killing and looting at random."
"How rude! I wasn't doing anything randomly, I was following orders and reaping those recorded in the soul collection list."
Sebastian raised a brow, "Then..." What was all that talk about Grell gone missing? And why was he given back possession of his death-scythe? No matter how I look at it... he has to be the one behind the murders.
"Tell me something, what is it you've really been up to? On any regular occasion I would care less about shinigami and their silly little affairs but whatever it has been you were up to this entire time it has caused me a measure of trouble..."
"Hm, Sebas-chan" Grell narrowed his eyes which were filled with lust, "enough talk you belong to me for a whole twenty-four hours correct? So when I kiss you I will use my tongue and I expect you to play along with me."
Figures he would change subject like that... Sebastian gripped the reaper's shoulders keeping him at bay, "I suppose that will be fine... but... it won't feel very rewarding this way will it?"
"What do you mean by 'rewarding?"
Sebastian smirked, "I just think there ought to be some sort of challenge behind it like shall we say you reach your reaping quota before approximately twenty-four hours are up and my lips shall be exclusively yours."
"Hm, yes you're quite right Sebas-chan! Kissing you will feel all the more sweeter after my grand victory!"
"Precisely," Sebastian snickered so that it was only audible to himself, he was confident that there would be no way for the ridiculous shinigami to complete such a task in so little of a time period. At least with things like this I can see for myself whether or not he is truly responsible for the string of murders.
The butler's thoughts were interrupted by an outstretched arm.
"Come Sebas-chan let us hold hands while we race off to the next victim!" Grell exclaimed with a wide Cheshire grin.
"But if you hold my hand won't your other one get sore from lugging your death-scythe all by its lonesome? I would hate for anything like that to happen to that delicate little hand of yours so instead I shall take the liberty of carrying your death-scythe for you."
"Oh Sebas darling you are the absolute greatest!"
"I know." Sebastian examined the death-scythe now in his possession it looked as though it did indeed belong to Grell which confounded him yet he made no comment on it as he had a duty to fulfill.
And so the two creatures of the night went off on a killing spree though to be fair Sebastian merely observed and handed the reaper his chain-saw when prompted. He would also point out the occasional jewelry the victims had draped round them and stated they might look 'lovely' on Grell some of the time the reaper begged to differ but more often than not he giggled and snatched up the paraphernalia and tried it on for his beloved demon.
Sebastian checked his watch when asked for the time, "It's half past seven."was his prompt response.
Grell closed shut his death book after marking off his recent victim, "How surprising! I thought it'd be much later than that. At this rate I will be able to lock lips with Sebas-chan for hours!"
The butler was also surprised at the time for he knew that if his master plan was going to come into fruition he'd need to stall for much more time. "Grell-san, I've noticed that your swinging motion isn't as robust as it was when you had initially started your reaping spree, I suggest you take a short break to perform some light stretches."
"Now that you mention it I do feel a bit rigid, but stretching on it's own is so drab... ah! Let's dance together Sebas-chan!" Grell exclaimed, clapping his hands together.
"I'd rather watch you dance from right over here, I'm afraid that if I were to be alongside you I would only taint your graceful waltz."
"Very well then..."
Grell began to move about like a spry fawn, gyrating his hips in a fashion the butler had not quite seen before.
Despite how odd the display appeared to him Sebastian had admitted to the fact that the reaper was quite nimble on his feet, taking each step with precision and there was also a certain grace about him.
Grell caught the spectator's eyes which he sensed were filled with the slightest bit of intrigue, "Do come and company me love."
The butler was about to respond with a brisk "no thank you" but banking on the shinigami's less than stellar attention span he knew if he hadn't done anything to keep him preoccupied he would be forced into a rather unpleasant situation.
"Feeling lonely? Well since you've already asked twice..." And Sebastian held out an ivory gloved hand smirking. "Shall we dance in the moonlight then?"
When Grell accepted and sprung toward the butler looking ever so appetent, Sebastian took the reaper's hand in his then placed his free one on the small of his partner's back.
"What was that funny little dance you were doing?"
"Ah that? Don't rightfully know, I suppose I just made it up. I hate dancing alone you see as I never know what to do with myself being no-one to guide me or catch me when I spin myself too hard, why just last week I nearly fell off a roof trying out a new dance step."
"Why try doing it alone then if you have no control over your own body?"
Grell smiled, "It's just as you now said love I have absolutely no control over my own body so when a tune springs into my head I can't help but to give into impulse and dance. I'd dance all night if I could."
Grell continued to chatter on like a magpie while Sebastian took it all in like the true gentleman he was or at least pretended to be.
"I do say you cut a most striking figure Grell-san." Sebastian complimented with an ingratiating smile, giving the reaper a little twirl to finish their dance then bowed to his partner as Grell did the same only in the form of a curtsy.
"Now we shall move on to the next victim whom I shall slay in a matter of seconds!" Grell declared while striking a dramatic pose and pointing in some random direction.
Roy began to bark, turned toward the two men to see if he had gained their attention then got himself into a "setter" position pointing at a veranda neighboring the rooftop they had settled onto.
"Ah the next one is just below us as a matter of fact, good eye Roan."
Sebastian displayed a spiteful grin, "Yes, good eye indeed..." I swear if I have to lock lips with that reaper because of that mutt.. he can just forget about those delicious treats I baked earlier!
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If there are gaps anywhere I will commit seppuku... At the same time I'm lazy and don't want to read through it at all... Thought I'd re-upload before I went to get sleep; the computer keeps crashing anyway and I stayed up all night researching for a solution but I just still don't understand how to fix it... I'm so tired now and a little depressed.. To be honest a little more than part of this was actually the first thing I wrote but I had to come up with something leading up to it and thus that is what the last three pages of plot wreckage were... In short I regret everything!