Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Black butler(Kuroshitsuji), luckily I own Aislin.

~Chapter Three~
~Reap Her Soul~

Ciel finally turned to look at Sebastian, and his eyes glowed the odd pink-ish colouring as well, his face a scowl. "Tonight."

"Miss Bird."

Aislin jumped at the voice, snatching her blue colour pencil back from her picture before looking to her window to see Sebastian crouched there, patient. Her hazel eyes eyes darted towards the top bunk of her bed to see her roommate fast asleep.

Setting down the pencil beside the drawing she had been colouring in, Aislin stood, walking to the window. She leaned out to look from the window, left then right, before pulling back to let in the tall man. His movements were fluid as he came through, looking about the room in curiosity.

"Sebastian, what are you doing here? I'm not six anymore." Her arms were crossed over her chest, clad in a baggy t-shirt and sweats, looking ready for bed. "And I don't leave for another hour."

Sebastian bowed to the girl, which puzzled her, making her cock her head to the side in wonder. "My apologies, Miss Bird, but Ciel requested you come more early tonight." He smiled at her, before turning to the picture she had previously been working on. It was very well drawn, one of Ciel sitting with a book in hand, most of it finished and shaded already. "If you do not mind my inquiry, but was this done by you, Miss Bird?"

Her eyes followed his gaze. "The drawing? Yeah. It's not all that good though." Aislin shrugged. "But why does Ciel want me to come over early? That's new."

"No reason but for longer time with you." Sebastian explained. "And I must say, this is more a painting than a simple 'drawing'. You are very skilled."

"Thanks." The curly haired girl murmured in appreciation. "Not many say that." She smiled up at him before motioning to the window. "You first, Sebby~!"

The door creaked open naturally when the dark man opened the door, gesturing for Aislin to enter first, which she did from knowing his stubbornness to be polite. The hallway was also normally lit with a few candles every few feet from the other. Something was different though about it all still.

Maybe the different time as to the usual? How Sebastian brought her over instead of her coming on her own? Or maybe the off putting air of foreboding?

Whichever, it caused her to shiver slightly as goosebumps rose and glance back at Sebastian who held no expression. He noticed her looking and smiled to her, yet it was hallow.

"Ladies first, Miss Bird. He is in the foyer."

Aislin returned the smile best she could and moved forward down the to the foyer.

When they reached it, all was quiet, so she out stretched her hand for the door nob. As she began to open it, a hand from behind grabbed hold of it as she was pulled back from the door to behind Sebastian.

"Wha-"

"Shh." He placed a finger to his lips, silencing Aislin who blinked at him with slight wider-than-usual eyes.

Biting her bottom lip, she listened with Sebastian. A minute or two passed without sound and she opened her mouth to speak when there was the sound of struggling from within, causing her to clench the man's sleeve. A look of disappointment touched his eyes while taking hold to throw open the door.

Aislin was prepared to scream, but it was the opposite. The girl laughed.

Ciel, struggling, was being held by a woman in red with long, bright red hair who was cooing over him, calling him cute and adorable. Sebastian still stood before Aislin, the protective aura now gone to be replaced by one of amusement as she laughed herself to near tears behind him at Ciel's distress.

The woman, who's clothes consisted of an off the shoulder red coat, slacks, candy cane striped flopping bow tie, and white button up shirt, not including the red rimmed spectacles, noticed them and dropped the ruffled boy on the floor, running towards them.

"Bassy~!"

In a flash, before Aislin could even blink, she had been moved inside the room beside the couch as the woman crashed into the wall. Held bridal style by Sebastian, she watched as the woman pulled away from the wall to turn and face them, pouting.

"Bassy, why are you so mean to me?" The woman, voice very high pitched, asked. "I haven't seen you in fif-"

"Grell," Sebastian cute off curtly, voice annoyed with hints at a world of hurt, "please refrain of your language around Miss Bird. She is a naive child."

Grell stopped speaking, now noticing Aislin. The strange lady stepped into the room, coming over to them with eyes, as Aislin now saw were an odd yellow-green, squinted at her in scrutiny through the glasses. A few second passed before the woman dressed in red squealed once more, leading to Aislin finding herself moved away from Grell to beside an angry looking Ciel.

"She's so cute! I bet she'd be even more cute in red!" Grell cried dramatically. "I must be the one to reap her soul!"

Aislin's skin lost all colour. She had no clue what Grell meant by 'reap her soul', but it sounded... sounded bloody. The grip around her knees and back tightened considerably, almost bruisingly so.

"O-ow." She whimpered from Sebastian's hold, trying not to wince.

He did not relinquish his hold on her, but briefly mumbled, "Forgive me." Eyes flickering upwards, they took in the serious look upon Sebastian's face. Never once had she seen him so serious, and let a feeling course through her. It was one she did not understand why was present, but felt was proper. One of trust.

Of course, she had always felt this, but it was more strong now. But the next things to be spoken left the girl terribly confused, peering over her legs at Ciel who never let up his glare towards the lady.

"She is not to be reaped, Grell. Besides, she is not within your jurisdiction. Now leave you gender confused male before I have Sebastian beat you into a bloody mess."

Jurisdiction? Gender confused? Male? None of it made sense, not to her at least. And why, ever why, would Sebastian hurt someone? He was harmless!

"Ciel, what are you talking about?" She asked, voice echoing how terribly befuddled by this she was. "What jurisdiction? What does sh- he mean by 'reap'? I don't get it."

Ciel did not look at Aislin, unable too. If he looked away for one second Grell could do something to her. Never could that happen. Though, he could picture her look just as he could picture the sky during midday. Brows dipped, eyes wide with helpless confusion, slightly parted lips from the tiny sigh she let out as she spoke. He could also picture the look she would give him once she knew the truth, the last one he would ever see from her. Eyes narrowed, hazel eyes burning with hurt betrayal and disgust, brows knitted together and mouth set in a tight, fine line as she left for the last time, mind planning on how to wash off the darkness he had covered her with.

He opened his mouth, and spoke, directly to her, and no one else. "Aislin, you must believe me, Grell is not human. He is known as a Grim Reaper. The male before you collects souls as they die and views them as you would a movie strip, deciding whether Heaven or Hell is fit for them. Many a times, his patients does not hold and he kills them bloodily. It has not grown over the years. Many supernatural creatures exist, and I and Sebastian are such types."

Aislin's face turned into one of utter disbelief, the concept ungraspible to her. That... that could not true. She laughed slightly, blinking several times.

"Very funny, Ciel. But I think you've forgotten I'm not six anymore."

"Really," He began, sapphire eyes turning to her with some emotion inside, "I am spe-"

Ciel was cut off by Grell's high voice. "Oh, dearie, the little demon brat is telling the truth." Both look back at Grell, and a new found feeling of fear gripped her heart as she saw the man's- Reaper's?- grin, teeth sharp like a shark's. Her hands clenched onto Sebastian's unconsciously tighter, a shiver running through her. "I really am a Reaper." A chainsaw appeared in his hands and a gleam flashed on his glasses, one that caused Aislin's blood to freeze instantly. "And my patients really has dwindled over time." He lifted it into both hands, the engine on it starting. "Now to kill you and send you to Hell~!"

Her shoulders tensed in shock as everything seemed to suddenly slow. Her feet dropped to the ground, a familiar warm hand taking tight grasp of hers while Grell moved quickly, agilely, forward. Aislin's head turned, now horrified wide eyes connecting with empathetic sapphire, before one word left the boy's lips, sounding urgent and necessary.

"Run."

Time started up and she was running through the opposite door, at the mercy of her best friend's directory, head turning to catch one last glimpse of the grown ups as Sebastian pulled from nowhere a set of knifes that connected with the chains saw's blade, sparks flying. The red man laughed, his words sending a chill through her.

"You can run, little bird, but you can't hide~! I'll find you soon enough~!"