Authors note:
Me- Woo! Alois is finally getting his Death scythe.
Ciel- Just what we need, another blade swinging Psychopath...
Alois- Hey! That was mean. Author! Ciel's being mean to me!
Me- Ciel... we've been over this before…
Ciel- and what exactly are you going to do about it? *Glares*
Me- I'll think of something by the end of the chapter…
Ciel- Oh no... *fake fear*
-Enjoy!
"Ronnie! Did Will give you time to come look with us we're getting nowhere!" Grell said spotting Ronald in the break room with a cup of coffee.
"yea he did actually, I'm surprised. I was going to bring some snacks down to you two but being you're already here..." Ronald waved his hand over to the fully stocked break room snack cupboard and coffee machine.
"Ron! There's nothing good down there!" Alois said gripping the slightly older reapers arm slightly jostling the cup of coffee in his hand. Alois's eyes went wide when he looked inside the cup.
"Is that coffee? Can I have some? Claude never gave me any." Alois blurted out with a full fledged smile still leaning on Ronald.
"It's up to you Sempai…" Ronald said looking down at the younger that was attached to his arm.
"I don't care as long as you get me one as well, I'm going back to my office for a while I'll meet you guys down there in a few. Be good Alois." Grell bared his shark teeth as Alois stuck out his contract free tongue at the red reaper who in turn blew him a teasing kiss.
"AHH! It touched me!" Alois faked horror as Ronald laughed when Grell left the room.
"Coffee!" Alois cheered the moment the doors swung closed behind the red head and Ronald lead him over to the coffee machine.
"How do you want it?" Ronald asked pouring two more cups of the inky black liquid.
"…I don't know. How do you have it?" Alois asked poking the Styrofoam cup experimentally.
"With lots of cream and sugar preferably, it's pretty nasty by itself but that's how Will likes it no surprise there." Ronald laughed as Alois began adding cream and sugar until the coffee resembled chocolate milk.
"Like this?" Alois looked up with big blue ringed eyes and a small smile on his lips.
"Perfect, grab a snack from the shelf and we can get going." Ronald smiled as he made Grell's Coffee and noticed Alois had crawled on the table to reach into the higher shelves of the cabinet. Alois took down two wrapped coffee cakes and handed one to Ronald on his way out.
Twenty minutes later in the Death Scythe room Ronald could see why Claude had never given the boy Coffee.
"What does this one do? Why's this one shaped funny? I don't see how people can like this color. This one's weird. What can this one do? What does yours look like? Where'd you get it? I still can't find one! Alois yelled in frustration throwing down the twin katanas he had been holding and began to pout.
"Well…let's try another area." Ronald said helping the blonde off the floor and walking to another section. Alois walked around looking up and down the shelves but it was Ronald who found the Sword buried behind a rather out of place Viking shield.
"Hey what about this?" Ronald said pulling the deep green handled sword from its spot from behind the shield. Alois ran over quickly and took it slowly from Ronald's hands; he took a few steps back and swung the long sword a few times before deciding he liked it.
"Thank you!" Alois said wrapping his thin arms around Ronald and giving him a large hug which the older Reaper returned thinking of Alois like the younger brother he never had.
"Awe! Ronnie! You'd make such a good older brother!" Grell Squeed seeing the happy exchange between the two.
"You're just happy he finally found a scythe." Ronald laughed as Alois ran over to show Grell the Sword that was about the length of his arm.
"It does look nice, we can go try it out tomorrow sound good?" Grell said examining the glittering silver sword Alois held out to him.
"Can we see Undertaker too? I don't remember much of his shop." Alois asked his blue eyes lighting up with childish glee.
"Eh, Why not right?" Grell shrugged before the three of them made their way out of the room and to the secretary to complete the registration.
Page Break (don't worry dearies Ciel's coming up soon after this)
Alois woke up bright and early, as Grell suggested. The two of them ate a quick breakfast of toast, jam and tea with some light conversation before parting ways to get dressed for the day. Grell dressed in his usual attire as did Alois before his death.
"All ready to go?" Grell asked leaning sleepily on his chainsaw in the living room.
"As I'll ever be I suppose…" Alois yawned looking out the living room window to the still sunless morning.
"Why are we leaving so early?" Alois asked as Grell paused in revving his chainsaw. He reached into his low slung trademark jacket and took out a thick leather bound book.
"This is a Death list or a to die list anyone who's going to die is listed in this book along with their location the time and cause of death. Our job is to judge their souls when they die and send them off to wherever. We need to be at the boat yard by 5:24 where Harold Gyver is going to be shot by a boat thief." Grell smirked knowing this was the moment of truth whether Alois would make a successful reaper.
"Sounds fun! Let's get going!" Alois said smiling his Psychopathic smile that matched Grell's own as he brought the Revved Scythe down through the air. Like the time before Alois reached for Grell's hand and the two of them walked into the swirling purple portal.
(Page Break Last one before I get to Ciel I promise!)
As soon as Alois felt his boot clad feet touch the solid ground of the London rooftops he opened his eyes and adjusted his glasses, a habit he had gotten into doing.
The cold air sliced through the two reapers but neither of them felt it, warmed by the eagerness of the kill.
"Do I get to kill him?" Alois asked grinning widely up at Grell. Grell hummed to himself and tapped his finger to his chin.
"How bout I show you how to do it first, we can judge his soul together and the next ones all yours fair enough?" Grell asked the blonde boy who was mulling it over in his head.
Alois clapped his hands together with glee and danced in a circle.
"Deal! This is gonna be so much fun, I'd love to see your scythe in action for more than just teleporting." Alois said looking up at the Red Reaper with genuine respect, something Grell knew he had never given anyone.
"Alright let's get going we don't have much time." Grell said looking at a small pocket watch before jumping from the building and to the cobbled street below.
"Come on Alois it's not that far." Grell coaxed looking up at the blonde reaper who was looking unsure down at the ground three stories below.
"Easy for you to say, you're already down there." Alois huffed looking down the building again still not wanting to take the jump because hiss human instincts told him he would end up splattered all over the ground.
"Alois you won't die, trust me you'd live even if you landed on your head." Grell yelled back making note for himself to give Alois some obstacle course training later.
"Because that just makes me feel so much better." Alois huffed under his breath.
"I can hear you, come on I'll take you some place special when we get back if you jump." Grell bribed knowing he was running out of time.
"Can we go back to the park?" Alois called back looking down at the snow covered ground below.
"Sure if that's what you want but you got to jump." Grell called back and watched as with shaking limbs Alois climbed onto the buildings snowy edge before slowly stepping off and covering his mouth with both hands as a scream worked its way out. Alois caught himself on both his legs on the ground before he stumbled back and fell into the snow.
"I-I n-never want to d-do that a-again." Alois shook taking Grells hand as he helped him up off the ground and dusted him off.
"Tough luck were going to work hard on getting you over that." Grell smiled before running off down the streets not wanting to run on the ice covered rooftops. Alois kept up with him pretty well and they made it within record time to watch Harold get shot in the chest he stumbled around a bit and fell to the ground but stood back up moments later and looked around in confusion.
"This is where we come in." Grell smiled letting his chainsaw roar, the shooters long gone. Harold's eyes went to the size of dinner plates as he saw the Death God swinging for him. Poor Harold never had a chance as Alois watched in fascination as Grell cut Harold up like he was nothing. Strips of white flew from the mans destroyed and mutilated corpse and twirled out in all directions.
"Come here Alois, time to see this guy's life." Alois daintily walked over the red splattered snow and watched as the white strips formed a film.
half an hour later...
"Hmm…he was a drug dealer but did lead a pretty honest life. What do you say Alois?" Grell said after the record came to a rather bloody end.
"I guess he was good…up then." Alois smiled pointing to the sky as Grell bagged the soul and crossed the name off the list.
"That's it for now there's another one later in the afternoon but that's too long of a wait, we can go see Undertaker now if you want." Grell said waving his hand over the dead body making it whole again with the exception of the bullet hole.
"Yea! But, the film thingy, that's how you knew about me right? Why couldn't you fix my original body like that too?" Alois said motioning to dead Harold's body.
"Yes I knew about you from your cinematic record and I couldn't fix your body because it was tainted by a demon we can't touch it. I could however touch your soul because the bond to the demon was broken" Grell explained leading the way to the undertakers from the crime scene.
"I'm kinda glad it wasn't able to be repaired." Alois said softly with a small smile.
"Hu? Why?" Grell asked confused to why this kid wouldn't want his human body repaired.
"If it was repaired I would have never ended up like this with you." Alois said smiling as Grell pulled him closer into a motherly hug.
"In that case I'm glad it wasn't repaired." Grell smiled back as the two of them walked off to undertakers shop just as the sun peaked over the horizon.
(In another part of England a while later)
"Good morning Bocchan are you well enough to make our trip today?" Sebastian asked with his usual cheery demeanor making sure Ciel had tea within reach when he pulled himself from his sleep.
"I feel fine actually…strange for someone who almost had their heart ripped out." Ciel said with a confused look gracing his face as he took a sip of English breakfast tea.
"Perhaps you just got lucky." Sebastian said removing the boys nightclothes and folding them into the laundry bin.
"Perhaps…but luck isn't a real thing, only propaganda for people to get their hopes up only for them to be crushed even harder." Ciel said setting the tea cup down as Sebastian buttoned up his shirt.
"My, my how depressing are we this morning." Sebastian smiled as Ciel glared down at him.
"Never mind you never told me what's for breakfast." Ciel reminded feeling quite hungry.
"I thought a light breakfast would be suitable with a small snack on the way to the Undertakers as to not force too much on your body at the moment." Sebastian answered as usual finishing dressing the boy and tying his shoes.
"Very well, we don't have all day let's get going." Ciel said stoically leaving the room with Sebastian following silently behind him.
Ciel and Sebastian had their light breakfast and were gone before the servants were awake enough to break anything which made for a quite pleasant morning in Ciel's opinion. The ride was long and boring into the city as it usually was. The only entertainment Ciel could find was quick catnaps and naming clouds and trees as they passed by. At long last Sebastian and Ciel arrived outside of the Undertakers morbid looking shop and Ciel looked up with an amused grin to see the sign that had fallen down from the Undertakers roaring laughter had been nailed back up again. Sebastian opened the carriage door and let Ciel out stiffening slightly when he turned to the shop.
"What's wrong?" Ciel asked leaning slightly on his cane noticing his butler stiffen.
"Something feels…off." Sebastian said slowly as if trying to figure out what it was.
"Well I guess we're just going to have to figure out what it is." Ciel said walking with his head held high to the front door and pulled it open.
"Undertaker we-"
"CIEL!" Screeched the oh so familiar voice of none other than Alois Trancy who jumped from his seat on a coffin and tackled Ciel to the ground.
"AH! Trancy get off me! Sebastian!" Ciel could only squirm helplessly under the older boy's weight as he hugged him affectionately and Sebastian quietly snickered from the doorway. At least he was until…
"SEBBY!" This time Sebastian wasn't fast enough and the Red reaper attached himself to the butlers arm easily.
"Trancy get off!"
"Grell please remove yourself."
"Ciel I missed you sooooo much!"
"Trancy I said get off!"
"did you miss me too Ciel? Hu? Did ya?"
"SEBBY!"
"HE-He-He Welcome young earl." The Undertaker said suddenly appearing with a bang in a cloud of pink smoke.
"Did you get the tea?" Alois said finally removing himself from the rumpled Phantomhive earl in favor of pulling on the Undertakers long robes.
"That I did he-he-he would you like to go make some?" The Undertaker said handing over a box of tea from the folds of his robe and petting Alois's head.
"Sure! I'll make some for everyone!" Alois chirped before running off to the backroom.
"You might want to get comfortable because I suspect the young master will have questions for you and the Trancy boy." Sebastian said addressing the red blob on his arm.
"My dear Sebby, what makes you so sure I'll answer your brat's questions?" Grell smirked showing his sharpened teeth to the blue haired earl who looked back un-amused.
"Well if you don't answer the questions there really no reason for us to stay." Sebastian said trailing off sadly.
"Oh Sebby I'm thrilled you want to spend more time with me I really am, but this time it isn't my call." Grell's smirk got wider as Alois came back into the room juggling beakers of tea.
"It's mine actually; Undertaker said you guys would be coming by today so we decided to wait for your arrival" Alois said smiling at Grell who had removed himself from Sebastian in favor of helping Alois with the tea beakers. Something that shocked both Ciel and Sebastian.
Ciel grudgingly took a seat on a coffin and accepted the tea Alois handed him.
"what's with the weird glasses?" Ciel asked not remembering Alois ever wearing them before.
"you don't like them?" Alois pouted taking a sip of his tea and looking back to Grell who had given Undertaker and Sebastian theirs.
"can I tell him! Hu? Hu?" Alois asked wide eyed, bouncing around so much Ciel thought his tea was going to spill.
"that's up to you." Grell smiled back and Ciel and Sebastian watched the exchange with interest.
"tell me what Trancy?" Ciel asked slowly looking into the Blue rimmed eyes.
"I'm not human anymore Ciel."
Authors note:
Me- I have decided on your punishment!
Ciel- and… *bored look*
Me- I shall let my wonderful reviewers decide you're fate!
Ciel-WHAT! Those people are INSAINE! Not to mention-
Me-*covers mouth* he he he…Sebastian!
Sebastian- send your punishment ideas to the Author through reviews or private messages may the best idea or ideas be posted the sky's the limit within reason of course.
Ciel- YOU TRAITOR!