Chapter 4

The next morning Grell woke up caressing a small body protectively and he knew exactly who it was and why. Groaning he stretched Jane curled up closer holding him tightly. Grell rubbed his eyes and woke Jane up shaking his shoulder slightly when that didn't work Grell just ran his hand across Jane's chest slowly as if he were some kind of lover. Now this woke Jane up and Jane was automatically seeking a kiss. When the younger smaller male realized there was no response to his want he looked up to see what the problem was and it was Grell next to him and not one of many lovers. The younger flushed and turned away from Grell but only to be pulled back around.

"Hey, don't be like that." Grell said to the cross-dresser. "You want a kiss?"

Jane only nodded slowly. Grell smiled at him and smiled setting his index finger on his lips so he'd keep quiet.

"I never did this okay?" The crimson haired man spoke softly. When Jane nodded Grell leaned over and placed his lips on Jane's pouted ones, his four hoops were cold on Grell's lips but made him shiver slightly in delight. He tapped the hoops with two fingers playfully. "Wow, those thing are great. But I have to go home Janey." He sighed and spun around on the bed standing and handing Jane a large shirt that was laying hiding under the bed. "Here Love, I want you to be safe. Alright?" Grell told the younger as Jane put the shirt on. "Will, is probably going nuts not knowing where I am." He leaned in the bunk and grabbed a handful of Jane's hair and pulled the boy closer and kissed his forehead. "I'll come check up on you tonight after my shift at Vexx 'kay?"

"Grell, thank you so much. I thought they were going to kill me." Jane told him ashamedly with his head down. "I love you though, your my best friend."

"Love you too little brat."

Grell turned and walked through the shelter his head held high and his hand digging in his pocket as he found his cell phone. It was off. Grell turned it on, he had 15 voice mails and over 30 texts. He sighed most were from a number he didn't recognize and some were from Will. He felt God awful for not telling Will what was happening. By the end of his voice mails he realized that the number was from his boss so he saved it in his phone. Groaning he called Will afraid of what he'll be screamed at. But he wasn't going to call that bitch of a boss of his.

"GRELL!" Will's voice was so panicked. "Oh-My-Fucking-God are you okay?! Where are you?! Please tell me you weren't in the hospital!? Please tell me you weren't raped?!" Will just wouldn't take any breath in.

"WILL!" Grell had to scream into his phone. "Will, Love. I'm fine I just left the shelter. I'm fine. I'll tell you what happen when I get home. And-" Grell was cut off by his best friend.

"No, no, no. Stay there I'm coming to come get you. Fuck."

Grell heard the dial tone and just sat on the steps staring off into the distance. How many times has Will come to save his ass? Too many, that's for sure.

Bruised and bleeding on the main strip of Las Vargas, Grell lay in an alley and half on the side walk. That bastard called Will.

'Hey, you stupid fucking college boy come get this skank and take him home to my place. I can't deal with him any more!' And that was the end of the conversation after telling him where Grell was laying. That bastard just kicked him in the head and spoke softly in his ear. 'Your boyfriend is coming to take you home so stay there.' He left. Grell lay there for 4 and a half hours until Will fell to his knees next to him.

Will took him in his lap and just held him, Grell could feel his unresponsive body as Will picked him up and set him in the car. Will didn't say a word, not that Grell knew but he knew his best friend was just so worried. Will made the seat recline and started to drive out of that God Forsaken town. A few miles out of town Will pulled over and looked over Grell's body. Will could tell that Grell was going to have bruises everywhere. He just ran a hand across the red heads forehead gently.

'Grell, talk to me.'

The man moaned in pain. 'Hurts.'

'I know. I know.' Will reached over and grabbed his hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze. 'I know. Your okay. Your with me Grell.' Grell groaned and tried to squeeze Will's hand but he was in too much pain to do so.

'Will..' He sighed happy he felt so safe with the dark haired man. 'I l-'

-HONK-

-HONK-

Grell shook his head and saw Will behind the wheel. Sighing, he walked to the car knowing he was going to get an ear full. He open the car door and sat down and before he could say anything he was slapped across the face and then pulled into a tight hug. This was shocking to Grell, Will never slapped him out of anger or anything. Grell was expecting more pain to his face or any other part of his body but the hug was just so surprising that he let out a breath that he didn't know he was holding in.

'I fucking hate you Grell!" Will yelled at him not really meaning it. "That Undertaker guy called me almost crying saying you walked off into the dark and he lost sight of you. The hell is wrong with you!?"

Grell groaned and pulled out of Will's tight hug. "Okay, Will. I was actually having pleasant sex! It was wonderful! And then that boss of mine opened the door and threw off the lovely little item I acquired! He was just so darling Will!" Grell groaned. "Then the man took me to his car and I made him finish me off. That he did well, a little too well, and then he said something to offend me and then I got out of his car and I just walked. I found myself at the shelter and, I'm not saying anything else from there... I don't want to remember it."

"Was it that bad-"

"Yes, my friend was hurt." Grell pouted and crossed his arms.

"Oh Grell. I'm so sorry. Just relax, okay?" Will told him and out the car in drive and pulled out of the small parking lot.

The two got quiet and Grell only watched as the town passed by him. He saw stores that he'd gone into and got plenty of beautiful outfits for that ex-lover of his. Then he passed a few more stores that he was beaten in, even some where he bent over for the man in. He shuttered and swallowed almost happy he didn't need to do that anymore.

"Will?"

"Hm?" Was the answer.

"Am I fucked up in the head? Am I selfish?"

"Where is this coming from?" Will answered.

"Just fucking tell me. Am I?"

Will was silent for a bit as he stopped at a stoplight, looking over at him he sighed. "Grell, you aren't selfish, you are probably the most generous person I know. But the fucked up part... hm I am still thinking that over. But maybe." Will gave a short laugh to lighten the mood. "Maybe..."

Grell frowned and crossed his arms and stared out the window of the now moving car. Sighing thinking that he hurt the two people that were now taking interest in him. That Undertaker guy, his boss, that fallowed him to the skating rink with his cute little date Alan. Yes he was in the back seat of the car with him and was getting a good job taking care of, and Undertaker burst into the enclosed area and tore them off of each other. Grell was so angry he didn't care of anyone's feelings but his own and stormed off. Was the two of them afraid that he'd get hurt? Did they fight, after Grell took off when his boss finished him off? Or was he just a desperate slut wanting sex?

He felt a hot tear slid down his right cheek. He was happy that it was on the side Will couldn't see. 'Shit!' Was all he could think. 'Fuck!'

When Will pulled into the covered area for his car Grell jumped out and ran up the stairs not wanting to wait for the elevator. When he got to Will's level he headed toward his home that was the shared apartment. When he rounded the corner he stopped in his tracks and saw that man leaning against the wall. His long silver hair in a high ponytail and the long strands cascaded around his shoulders and his skin tight black shirt made his muscles stick out more. 'Shi~it!' Grell's eyes trailed down and found he had on dark blue skin tight jeans, so dark that they too almost looked black. 'Shi~it!' Grell's eyes darted back to his hair and there, there sat his little signature top hat that sat ajar on his head. 'Fu~ck!'

Grell gasped as those piercing golden-green silver eyes cast a glance his way. He spun on his heel and took off to go back the way he came, his cheeks turning red as a beet. He was just so embarrassed and disgusting feeling. 'Why am I looking at him like that! God he's fucking hot! I just wann-' The red head shook his head walking faster or at least trying when he heard those faint steps that told him he was being fallowed. Grell walking faster but that proved nothing as he was grabbed round the waist and lifted from his feet from the taller man that was his boss. Strong arms were wrapped around his waist keeping him against Undertakers torso. Grell kicked, that did no good he was just lifted higher and hot air was now on his neck.

"Stop squirming Red, your fine." Undertaker whispered. "I just wanted to talk. Will said it was fine."

Grell squealed as he was spun and skipped to the elevator. That's when he started to kick again.

In the elevator Undertaker dropped the red head and Grell fell to the floor and curled up into a ball before he was stood up and pushed against the metal of the fast elevator car. Undertaker pushed the stop button and the car jerked to a stop and Grell flinched fearing what would he do if this man started to hit him. Be submissive? Tell him to stop hitting him? Tell him, if he stopped hitting him he'd let him fuck him up the ass as hard as he wanted? No, he'd probably lay there and take the beating crying.

"Please, Grell, I am not trying to hurt you or anything I just wanted to talk." Undertaker sighed and let one hand dangle at his side as the other stayed on the metal. "About yesterday... what you did in my office..." He stopped talking how to approach this properly. "Well, last night, when I saw you at the rink with that little character. I well... I felt jealous. I don't know what came over me. I just couldn't stand seeing that pipsqueak skating with you and letting you fall. It just-" Undertaker punched the side of the elevator making a dent in the silver reflective metal. "I don't want you seeing people."

Grell was growing angry and unstable. "You! You can't tell me what to do!" He whispered angerly. "You have no power to do that unless we are at work. Besides! Who gave you the right to treat me like I'm yours!" Grell growled deeply and slapped the elder across the face roughly. Undertaker just let his head fall to the side and put his hand on his cheek shamefully as a red mark appeared. "The hell is wrong with you! I am my own person, and I can choose who puts their dick in my ass and not you. You don't own me and never will! And if you plan to try, you are at a very bad start! Fucking dick-wad!" Grell crossed his arms over his chest and stared up at this silver haired beast.

Undertaker looked up slowly and dropped his hand from his cheek and grabbed Grell's wrists and pinned them above his head. The red heads eyes grew wide as moons as he stared at the man and his strength. "You big oaf! Get mhphhh-"

Grell mumbled as lips crashed onto his forcefully. Grell's eyes widened even more as he felt his knees go weak. This was an odd kiss, it was rough but passionate, he refused to kiss him back although he wanted to so bad. The lean body of Undertaker pressed against his own and made him moan unwanted The hard curves the thence muscles and the hot lips on his. It all fit so perfectly with his own, Grell didn't feel his knees give, but he did feel the other arm of Undertaker wrap around his waist to keep him upright. Undertaker loosened the grip on the red heads wrists and Grell wrapped his own arms around Undertakers neck pulling him closer closing his eyes he opened his mouth to the teasing tongue.

Undertaker tilted his head opening his jaw wider to go deeper into Grell's mouth, the red responded with his own jaw widening and his tongue dancing around Undertakers. The pale haired boss planted a firm knee in between thighs lifting and holding the other man in place. Undertaker felt Grell shutter and pull him closer and tighter almost desperately, moaning with a shivering sound to it. "F-fuck. Oh f-fuck... please stop." Grell groaned and tilted his head up and Undertaker kissed his neck softly nipping at the skin and biting at his ear nipping it. "F-fuck, stop."

Undertaker pulled away and Grell was only being held up now with his wobbly state. Shaking his head slowly he cleared his mind and then glared at Undertaker furiously. The red heads hand connected with skin again making a horrible popping sound. Undertaker just stared at him this time.

"How dare you! You are so fucked up! I hate you! Pervert! Grell looked around frantically and saw the button he needed and pressed it quickly sending the elevator in motion again. "Don't even look at me!" Grell crossed his arms and turned away from him. "No stop it!"

The doors opened at the bottom and Grell stepped out of the car and started at a brisk walk with Undertaker still following him. "I said leave me alone!" He spun on him and stopped the man in his tracks. "What the fuck do you want?! You got that- whatever!" Throwing his hands up for empathis.

"I didn't tell you what I wanted to. I panicked and kissed you." There was a prominent frown on the usual smile face. "Look, in my office today. I really enjoyed that. I really did. I thought you had something for me, but you were drunk and well, I guess it was nothing and then at the skating rink you were with that boy-"

"Alan."

"What?" Undertaker was confused.

"His name is Alan. And I might like him, thank you. But now I don't think he'll ever want to see me again because he-" Grell was cut off.

"Shut up, I don't care about him."

Grell glared. "I do!" He spun back to the apartments and tried to walk but was stopped in his tracks.

"Would you fucking stop being a pussy and-" Undertaker stopped when he saw immediate tears come to Grell's eyes. "I'm sorry. I am." He rubbed his face with one hand. Grell glared and took off walking again. "Grell, wait."

"Fuck off! Get away from me!" Grell cursed as he was grabbed around the waist again and hoisted up. "Fucking prick"

Undertaker held the red head tightly, and spoke softly. "Look Grell. I'm sorry. Just listen to me." Undertaker tried to reason with him now. "Look if you calm down and hear me out I will leave you alone and do as you request. Okay?" Undertaker gently set him down when the red head complied. "Let's go to my car and talk I don't want you screaming and waking the neighborhood."

Grell pouted and fallowed the tall man to his car. Grell slid into the back passenger seat when the door was held open for him, Undertaker jogged to the other side and slid into the tall hummer. The crimson haired man stared at him still and awaited until he could get home and shower away the night, and now the morning. Undertaker jumped in and turned to the red head and sighed. Grell had this face that were to say 'Alright tell me so I can get you away from me.'

Undertaker sighed once again. "Look, I want you to know that I am worried for you. I am just so worried because it seems as if you are a wanted man. I don't want you hurt, physically or mentally, you see? I want-"

"You want me for yourself! You pig!" Grell spat at the silver haired man.

"No!" Undertaker looked away from the cold pricing look. "Yes I do. But I don't want you hurt. I already seen that man hurt you and I'm sure Will doesn't want that either."

"No, you want me for yourself and I'm sure Will doesn't like you because you'll just be another man he has to protect me from I hate when my battles are fought for me because I am too weak to stand up for myself! Not anymore! You can't make me do anything! And that stunt you pulled last night was bullshit! You are a fucking pig! That Alan kid makes me feel good and that makes me want to know him more! You know what if you want to win me you have to try harder boss!" Grell burst out angerly.

Undertaker sighed. "Grell, look...please understand. I just want you safe. No one hurting you or anything in that sorts. Here, I will let you calm down for a few weeks and I will do nothing to advance on you. I promise. The only time you will see me is at work."

Grell pouted angerly at him. "Fine. I don't want you to even speak to me unless I address you first. You got it!?"

Undertaker nodded slowly sad about the deal.

"Good, now I'll see you at work tonight. And I am to dress how I want!" Grell huffed and opened the door and jumped out of the tall hummer and started to walk to his shared apartment with Will.

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

Grell was getting ready for work in the small bathroom when Will stood in the thresh hold watching as Grell carefully applied his make up for the night. Grell pulled the stick of eyeliner across the top lid of his slowly and darkly and then applied it to the bottom lid. Looking over he saw Will standing there, then looked back into the mirror and slid in his contacts blinking.

"Grell, are you alright? You haven't said a word all day since you came in from talking with that Undertaker fellow. Did he hurt you?"

Grell ignored him and applied more liner to small areas that he missed. After he was done applying the dark pencil he looked at his mascara debating to wear it or not, deciding he picked it up and started to apply it carefully not to have lumps and clumps. He still ignored his friend as he sighed loudly.

"Not gonna talk? Well, to bad Grell, I will make you talk." Will smirked and stepped into the bathroom and stepped behind Grell only his eyes looking down at him as he stood straight as Grell still leaned close to the mirror. "Okay, last chance."

No answer.

Will lifted his hands up and started to tickle the red head making him drop his make up into the sink and spin around to try and grab at the offensive hands. He gasped and closed his eyes at the feeling letting out a little squeak. Will just laughed and kept tickling as Grell squeaked and squirmed and laughed. Grell was grabbing at Will's hands and wrists.

"Oh God stop!" Grell squealed laughing and squirming more.

Will smirked staring at Grell's wriggling body he was biting his lower lip keeping his eyes on Grell's chest were breasts would be if he had any. It still didn't make a difference to Will, Grell was his only interest. He kept tickling the red head until his face turned the same color as his hair.

"I give I give!" Grell gasped.

Will wrapped his arms around the red head as the other slouched in his arms threatening to fall.

"Okay, are you alright?" Will asked and then Grell nodded. "Good." Will made him stand straight and the red head took his make up back in hand and turned back to the mirror fixing his now misplaced make up. "Grell?"

"Yeah?"

Will sighed and stared at the man in front of him as he putting on his make up. "Um, are you alright? What happen with that Undertaker guy, what did he do to you?" Will wanted to know, he had to know. He wanted to protect the one person he cared about. The tawny was concerned. When the other still did not give him an answer he sighed and tried again, "Grell, tell me, if I don't know then I can't help."

Grell slammed the make up on to the counter his hand going flat capturing the dark liquid. "Look, last night. I had a date with this adorable boy Alan that man fallowed me to the rink and threatened him to hold on to me before I was taken and then we went to the boys car and were talking and then one thing led to another and I was having sex with the boy, right when we were both about to, well you know, that stupid oaf barges in and destroys it throwing the poor soul to the ground and dragging me away." Will's heart clenched in his chest and was almost glad that Undertaker fellow showed up. "I tell him to fuck off and I go to the home. Then you pick me up. After I see him here I turn and he forces me into the elevator. He tries to apologize, but me being me, I don't have it and tell him to wait. Then he kisses when I get excited by his words." Grell's voice was angry as he spoke to his friend. He stops there and sighs.

"Anything else?" Will prompted.

Grell finished up by telling him what else happen and then he came home and now there talking after hours of silence. The two grew silent and Will watched as Grell applied the rest of his make up and drew little intricate swirls that flared off the sides of his eyes. Something he had never seen the man do, but it was beautiful regardless. Will just liked the man work on his face because he thought of the new found freedom he saw in his friend.

When Grell was finished with his face he pulled back and looked at himself in the mirror and looked at Will to get an opinion. "Well? Me or not?" He asked referring to the designs on the sides of his eyes.

The Burnett smiled and gave a small nod. "To tell the truth. Anything you do Grell, you can pull off. I promise you that." The red head gave the tawny a quick hug and walked from the bathroom to put on clothes. "So what are you thinking with this make up?"

Grell shrugged and went to dig in his bag. He was thinking something defiant something to have all eyes on him, he wanted that bastard to want him. He wanted him to absolutely go berserk when he saw him. He wanted for that silver haired bartender to regret he ever did anything to him. He just hated cocky guys like him, guys like that bastard. He wanted to just make him feel guilty and make him feel that Grell was not his unless earned or unless he told that silver haired man otherwise.

"I don't know..." Grell mused as he pulled back and looked up at Will. He reached over and grabbed his friend by the wrist and pulled him down next to him. "Pick out something sexy for me to wear Will." Grell sat back on his heels his hands on his knees.

Will swallowed and started to dig through the big bag of Grell's clothing. He just wanted Grell to stay in the towel he was in now. The wooly cloth wrapped delicately around his waist and rested on those beautiful hips of his. That drove the brown haired man mad with need, but he was careful to hide it. Instead he shoved the feelings aside just making himself think that he was one for the ladies. He was lining to himself of course. Will dug through the bag more and found a tight pair of black hip hugging shorts that seemed too small, but he liked them. Grell grabbed them from him standing in a quick fluid motion and dropped the towel with out thinking.

Will couldn't help stare at his friend. He was surprised, but at the same time he was not. The only thing he now wanted to do was just reach out and take hold of the smooth flesh that was limp and yet still very attractive. His eyes drew reluctantly away from that light color and his eyes traveled across the smooth never ending legs. He slowly closed his eyes and opened them again hoping to find the red head had put the shorts on instead he found the man with his hands on his hips smiling down at him.

"See anything you like? Hmm Will?" The crimson haired bartender asked quietly. Will shook his head and looked away quickly.

Thump

Will looked over and saw Grell had dropped to his knees next to him and pulled the towel over himself with the small shorts on top. The red head smiled at him. "Will, do you know what I had just realized, silly of me now. Or even stupid. Do you have one you seek or have eyes for? For all the years I have known you, you have not been in the arms of a companion, have you?" Grell said.

Will shook his head slowly realizing the truth in his friends words.

"Never fret Will-Dear." Grell spoke softly and touched the dark hair on Wills face. "The one you will love and cherish is out there. All you have to do is wait and be patient. She, or even he is out there waiting for you as well and one day you will be united with that sweet love. I promise you that. Like me, I am still looking for that one who will never hurt me no matter what stupid thing I do. But you Will, you deserve a good lover." Grell's fingers curved the tousled hair around Will's ear.

The brunette took a deep breath and leaned over quickly his hand quickly snaking in the dark crimson locks, pulling the red head close connecting their lips. Grell gasped just before their lips connected but let the other guide him closer. Grell let Will's soft lips connect with his, he closed his eyes feeling the heat press against him, before he returned the small kiss tilting his head just so slightly for his friend. Will edged closer liking the feel of his lips being captured by another, he closed his eyes and let his instinct pull him through this. He never kissed another human being other than his family but that is just as plain as kissing one's hand.

Grell felt the other run his tongue experimentally along his bottom lip, he opened his mouth just ever so slightly for him, the other took the cue and cautiously let his tongue in the red heads mouth. It was immediately greeted with a hot tongue pressing back as Grell let his hands cup the brunettes face guiding his face and tongue with his own movements. Tongues wet and hot against one another Will lost all thought his last thought being that he finally was doing what he has been dreaming for the past few years.

'Just one kiss.'

Will was just so happy his eyes were shut so tight and his throat was so blocked up like he was having one of his asthma attacks, but this was different. This was just so shocking and just the way his lips were caressed by Grell was enough for him to go the rest of his life with out kissing another living soul. Now his brain was shutting down once he heard that simple little sound made by those perfect lips. A small moan and the tightening of Grell's fist in his hair. Will lost thought and trailed down Grell's neck kissing and nipping at the soft skin with his own lips. He then found a small spot where he could open his mouth and clamp on to the skin there lightly and suck. That's exactly what he did.

The brunette opened his lips letting his tongue wet the spot before his teeth sunk into the skin not doing any harm until the request was heard.

"H-harder. Will, b-bite harder."

Shivering at the request and the sound of the low commanding voice. Will bit harder and sucked deeply on the soft fragile skin. He pulled away quickly when he tasted the bitter iron taste of blood, a roan of protest meet his ears.

"S-sorry. I shouldn't have done that. Sorry Grell." Will started immediately but was cut off by Grell's index finger.

"Hush. That was beautiful." The red head felt his neck where it was bitten with two gentle fingers pulling them away to see the blood. "Oh that's why..." Smiling he put the fingers to his own lips and licked the blood off. "I thought that was great. Look."

Will's eyes widened as Grell revealed himself from under the towel. The once soft limp was now very erect and had a bit of precum basting the tip. He stood, "Now, if you will excuse me..." Grell walked to the bathroom to take care of himself.

Will sat there and looked down at himself, he didn't notice how hard he'd grown he was just so encased in what was actually happening. He touched himself gently but it still drew out a hiss of pain, but he smiled through it remembering the feel of the others lips and tongue against his own. He swallowed and touched his lips gently not beveling he did that, well he won't forget that, ever. Did he actually make Grell attracted to him? Did he do that or was the red head thinking of another? Will swallowed again and shut his eyes slowly making himself think that he did do that, and only him.

The college student turned to the bag ignoring the painful ache of his own cock. He fixated on a crimson color that was the same red that Grell's hair held. It looked to be a simple bandana but pulling it from the mess of clothing finding it was a shirt that was only to cover the top half of the torso. Will mused over this and how it would look on the red head and thought of the shorts. He never thought he would have to think this much about clothing in such a predicament. He then made the decision of that half shirt.

Being the neat freak he is Will dumped the bag on the floor and started to fold and sort the clothing finding men clothing all the way to women laundry. He found it odd, but knowing Grell for so long he knew what the red head liked. When he was putting away the clothes, Grell appeared next to him dropping to his knees holding a shinning silver name tag. It had the name 'Red' on it. Will took it and stared at the formal writing.

"How dare he. Right? I specifically told him to never call me that. He is such an ass!" Grell groaned. "Red..." He grumbled. "I am so not going to wear that until it has my true name on it."

Will couldn't help but laugh, he was rewarded with a smack to the shoulder. When Will quieted down he handed over the shirt watching the red head pull it over his shoulders and buttoning it up slowly. Afterward he shimmied his shoulders and Will swallowed at the sight. He closed his eyes and turned back to the bag so he wouldn't lunge at Grell again. He continued to fold and sort the clothing until slender fingers wrapped around his wrist.

"Will, stop. You don't have to do that. There just clothes. I can do that later." Grell's fingers tightened slightly. "Just stop. It's fine." With out warning he leaned forward and kissed the soft lips of Will's. The brunettes face flushed immediately. "For a straight man you sure get flustered quick when I'm this close to you."

"I-I'm just not used to kissing." Will half lied. It was partially true and then again he was in love with the man/woman. "Besides you know I'm a neat freak." He changed the subject quickly and pulled his hand away from Grell's reluctantly. "Besides I want to do this. Let me do this."

"Fine. Any way. how do I look?!" Grell shot up from the ground and twirled. "I look whorish today! I like that!'

"Oh yes very whorish!" Will looked at the near by clock. "Well, anyway it is about time you go to work. Want me to drive you there?"

Grell thought of this for a while. "Hm, Will can you do me small favor?"

"No"

"Please, oh please. I hardly ever ask you of anything and I want a small favor form you!" Grell dropped to his knees again and clasped his hands together begging. "Please, oh please."

This Will knew he couldn't resist even if he hadn't just made out with his best friend. He couldn't resist the pout and begging. "God, what is it?" He rolled his eyes casually. "Your lucky I love you Grell."

"I know I love you too!" A large grin broke across his face as Grell leaned over and hugged the college student. "So, I want you to drive me there and walk me in. And when you say bye to me I want you to kiss me like you did here. Please oh please Will!?"

The other swallowed again and nodded and fixated himself on getting up and trying not to look at the red head. "S-so, why?"

"Because I want to see that prideful ass's face break like when he pulled me away from that dear boy..." Grell sighed. "He owes me a good one for that. That attractive man has to realize that he can't get what he wants when he wants it. So I will admit, I'm sorry for using you like this. I'll clean the house for like six months if you do this, if it works or not." Will laughed. He'd do it anyway if Grell didn't make the offer or not. "I swear I will! And I'll keep my clothes nice and-"

"Okay, okay. I said I'll do it."

Grell squealed in glee and hugged the other tightly. "Oh I love you Will!"

"Yeah I know."

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

Grell stepped out of Will's car when the other male opened it for the red head. Grell smiled at Will taking his hand in his as the tawny escorted him into the building. Grell saw the twins standing and sitting as they normally do. They saw Grell and Will smiling. Dev grinned at the red head.

"So you finally bagged yourself a looker." Dev smiled examining Will up and down. "He ever hurt you, you tell me alright Red?"

"Shut up Dev." Dakota hissed hating how his brother was looking at the two.

"Anyway, Red. Let me know... Oh and Undertaker said when you get here go to his office. I think your in trouble." Dev teased then added. "You look good too,"

"Me? In trouble? Hard to think." Grell scoffed and pulled Will into the bar that wasn't yet full but really slow. He saw Mey behind the bar she smiled. He told himself to ask her why Undertaker ran the bar when she was the owner. Grell looked around quickly and saw Undertaker peak out of his office. "Okay bye Honey!" Grell said enthusiastically and leaned up slightly to kiss Will's lips. Even though he had on some heels Will still stood taller than he. Grell glanced at Undertaker and he was glaring and then disappeared.

Will smiled and watched the red head saunter off to the door Undertaker disappeared into. Grell didn't bother to knock and just barged into the door. "Oh hello Love!" He playful called and swayed over to him.

"I said no boyfriends."

"So what did you want Undie!?" Grell thought he'd give him a nick name of his own now that he was given that dreadful name.

"Sit." The silver haired man nodded to the seat across form the desk. And then regretted it when he saw the smirk on Grell's face. Grell slid onto the desk right in front of Undertaker spreading his legs wide and rested his elbows leaning down to be at his bosses level.

"Hm, don't you think this shirt would look real good on me if I had the tits for it?" Grell asked groping himself through the bandana top. "Hm, I wish I had tits... just like Mey's. Hers are huge and beautiful I'd like to grope her anytime. Wouldn't you Undie?" Grell kept groping and rubbing his nonexistent chest. "God what I'd give to have her-"

"Shut the fuck up. Your-" Undertaker shook his head. "Never mind, I wanted to speak to you."

"No say what you were going to say, I want to hear it. It's my business now. It is about me after all." Grell cooed. He leaned closer almost teetering on the edge. "Oh you can't deny me can you? Besides when ever we are alone, you practically mall me." He fluttered his eyelashes and could physically see the other swallow. "Oh I see you like that." He batted his lashes again. "What am I Undie? Hm?" He pressed.

Undertaker narrowed his eyes not liking the nickname. "Well, I want to talk to you about this morning and last night. I want-"

"YOU SAID THAT THIS MORNING AND I'M TIRED OF YOU TRYING TO SAY YOUR SORRY! I'M TIRED OF YOU ATTACKING ME AND GETTING ANGRY! FUCK!" Grell yelled jumping off the desk. He was heading for the door, but was stopped by the soiled force that was Undertaker. "Get out of my way I'm going to go work."

"No not until we settle this and get the uneasiness out of the way."

"No I'm done taking to you! Every time we try that you end up getting angry and kissing- fu!"

Undertaker clasped his large hand over Grell's mouth and his lips were against his ear. "Would you shut up." He sighed and let Grell's mouth go and guided the red head to the desk again. "Please sit." Undertaker sat in his chair and Grell hesitantly took his place back on top of the desk just to spite the other. "Look, I have anger issues. I have to take pills for it. And I get severely depressed because of the tings I have done in the past. I take it out on people and I can't control myself. This is what I actually wanted to tell you this morning. But I got angry and I went off on you." Undertaker explained.

"Hm, so is that why they call you Undertaker? Because your a bad person."

This got a small smile from the pale haired man. "Close, well I'm death itself." His grin was sinister. The tone was a bit off setting for Grell's liking. "Well, anyway I had to tell you of my problem, and I just wanted to tell you how sorry I am that I messed up your date." Undertaker looked down knowing he was now submitting himself to the red head. "I'm sorry that I did that, it's just the other day when those men came in and took you. I was about to go on a man hunt just to make sure you came back to us safe and unharmed but..." He sighed. "Well, Grell, I know that I have only known you for just about a week or so, I just feel so close to you. And I hate that it seems that you have moved on-"

"I'm going to stop you there, this is getting too personal for me I'm sorry to say but it is. Just way too personal. Your hot and everything, but come on I'm just like any other cross dresser out there! I roam from one person to the next if I'm not tied to one person! Really Undertaker, I just. I don't like getting personal with someone unless I know I want to be with them!" Grell closed his eyes. "Look, I know I'm a huge tease, and I know I'm hot and I know I'm a sex goddess, but give me a break! Well, you don't know the last part. Well you know now. Just lay off me for a while. I need to get over the last guy that had me tied down!" Grell shook his head trying to calm himself. "Fucking whatever, just stop trying to invade me."

Undertaker looked at Grell and was now wondering about his whole life. How he had become like this and who made him the way he is and who destroyed this beautiful creature. He didn't know who the man was still who had hurt him just a while ago. "Um, are you in pain? From um... you know the rape?"

"No, that is long gone." Grell shook his head. "Okay are we done here?" Grell hopped off the desk.

Undertaker stood and held up his hands. "Wait one more thing.' Grell gave a exasperated sigh. "I want one more chance, to make you stop hating me."

Grell rolled his eyes. "We'll see. Just try and we'll see." He walked from the office.

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