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Later...
Once both the bed and the two reapers were clean to William's liking, the two of them rested on the bed in pajamas. William had carefully laid down on his back, his injuries throbbing from the increase in the amount of activity from earlier. He had momentarily forgotten how injured he was, but once he started, Grell had kept him distracted. It was only when they had finished that William was aware of the wounds and how it was hurting more now that he and Grell were holding still.
Grell was resting on his side, up against William, his head nuzzled against the crook of William's neck and shoulder. He was quite happy now, and was content to stay where he was. Noticing William wincing every now and then, he spoke up softly, "Are you all right, Will? You didn't seem to act like you were injured to me."
William declined giving an answer, mostly because he didn't want to admit that he had forgotten. Nor think about how flexible Grell was. Instead, he turned over on his side and pulled Grell up against his chest carefully with one arm, resting his head above Grell's, "Be quiet and sleep. We're going to the Phantomhive mansion tomorrow, correct? We both need to rest and recover," William pointedly ignored Grell's giggle.
"I suppose you're right, Will~." Grell fell asleep soon after, one arm having worked its way over William's waist, where it rested lightly.
William suddenly recalled that Undertaker was still in his house somewhere. As William drifted to sleep, he wondered vaguely what Undertaker thought about what he and Grell had been doing upstairs.
-x
Undertaker had dozed off on the couch, having fallen asleep while he read the book. He still had a faint smile on his lips.
The next day.
Grell woke up, groggily trying to remember what had happened the night before. Grell, with a blush, remembered, and found that William was sleeping and still holding him in a light embrace. Smiling, Grell leaned in closer and woke William up with a kiss.
William's eyebrows furrowed a bit as he woke up to the sensation of Grell's lips against his own. Sighing, William broke the kiss and turned over stiffly, "Try and restrain yourself, Sutcliff." William mumbled against the sheets. His healing wounds still felt as if he had thrown himself around the bed and against Grell...well, he guessed that did happen, and was therefore the reason why he hurt.
Grell grinned and snuggled up against the dark haired man's back, "I can't, Will. You're so cure when you're asleep." Grell sighed and buried his face against the other's back, "...I'm tired from last night..."
"..." William moved away, getting out of bed slowly and padding around the room in search of his discarded clothing that he had set out for that day.
Grell watched William wander around for a moment, before getting out of bed with a wince and joining him in search of clothing. "You are a meanie. It was just a kiss."
"Quiet. Help me find my clothing." After dissuading Grell from trying anything sneaky while they dressed, William and Grell went downstairs.
Undertaker was waiting for them, lounging on the couch with a wide smile in place, "So, did the two of you have fun last night~?"
Grell made a little 'eee' of embarrassment, while William was quite content to look mildly annoyed.
Not giving either shinigami time to respond, Undertaker spoke again, "So, what are the plans for today?"
Attempting to hide his embarrassment, Grell responded, "I need to speak to Ciel, but I want both of you to be there with me. I'm not sure if Sebastian will try to stop the meeting from happening."
William straightened his tie, "Let us go and get this over with. I need to get back to headquarters as soon as possible. I do not want to know what my desk will look like from being away for over a day."
Undertaker was smiling in amusement at this, while Grell was huffy.
"Why do you still only think about work?" Grell demanded, irked when William said nothing. "Will! It's polite to answer a lady's question."
"..."
"William!"
"..."
Undertaker declined to tell William that he had explained what had happened to the director. The director had distributed William's work to other reapers, agreeing with Undertaker that William needed to take a few days off. The dark haired man needed to recover so that he would be able to work to the best of his abilities. The director hadn't wanted William to make any mistakes because of the injuries and the chance that the pain might make him not think clearly. Undertaker decided to tell William this later. Undertaker followed after Grell and William as they left the house. Grell had finally given up trying to get William to say something as they headed in the direction of the Phantomhive mansion.
Grell had been walking in silence, but kept throwing concerned looks in William's direction, and then finally spoke, "Are you sure you should be walking around? Are you all right?"
"I will be fine," William said in response, "As long as Sebastian will do whatever you want as a part of this 'deal', then it will be all right, even though I do not feel my best."
"Will anything humorous happen there?" Undertaker asked out of the blue.
"Maybe, I'm not sure," Grell said in response to the sudden question, "Though I'm thinking the two of you will probably have to stop me from hurting Sebastian too much. Things might get out of hand quickly."
The three shinigami reached the Phantomhive mansion, where they were greeted by not Sebastian, but Tanaka.
Tanaka gave a bow, "Good morning. The young master said that you would be here soon. Please, come in." The steward waited until all three were inside, before making his way to the staircase, "This way please." As the four walked, Tanaka added, "Ordinarily this would be Sebastian's job, but the young master insisted that he be in the office." Tanaka led them along a hall, before stopping outside the door, "Ah, here we are. Please wait a moment." Tanaka knocked on the door, "Young master, your guests are here."
There was movement on the other side of the door, then Ciel's voice, "Let them in."
Tanaka opened the door and let the three shinigami inside, before bowing, excusing himself, and shutting the door.
Ciel was pointedly ignoring Sebastian, who stood in the corner of the room, and was currently giving the boy a malevolent glare that would surely have scared anyone else witless. Obviously Ciel had ordered Sebastian to not stop him from talking to the reapers. Since Sebastian had made no move toward anyone, Ciel had probably also ordered him not to attack.
William was rather surprised that Sebastian was actually listening to Ciel. Perhaps the boy had given better orders this time. Grell stepped forward to speak to Ciel.
Undertaker was lurking in the background wearing a light smile, turning when the door opened and Meyrin came in carrying a stack of letter. She set them on the desk and turned to leave, only then noticing Undertaker leering at her. Flustered, Meyrin quickly excused herself through incoherent stutters. Undertaker was amused with the reaction.
While Grell spoke to Ciel, the red head was aware that Sebastian was very unhappy, as the demon was not paying attention as he normally would. Instead, Sebastian was currently staring off into space, refusing to make eye contact with Ciel or any of the shinigami. Apparently, Ciel was unfazed by his butler's behavior.
Ciel eyed the two other reapers, and, after casting a look up at Sebastian, who still refused to look at him after his most recent orders, turned his attention back to Grell, "Why are William and Undertaker here?"
"They're here to make sure nothing gets out of hand."
Ciel nodded in understanding, "I see, I'll have to take that into consideration when giving the new order."
Sebastian twitched at this, but continued to ignore all in the room, though what he really wanted to do was to stop this. He wanted to make William and Undertaker leave the mansion, destroy Grell, then discipline Ciel as much as possible without violating the contract too harshly. Sebastian pondered his most recent orders, and debated upon whether or not to threaten Ciel, as the boy hadn't mentioned anything about attacking or threatening him. Sebastian calmed himself and decided that he would wait and see where the discussion led, before he did anything.
Sebastian was, however, already losing patience with Ciel. Really, he had to be a butler of all things, which meant going out and menacing people had to be kept to a minimum. Sebastian had known that when he formed the contract with Ciel, that it would mean limited fighting, but still, there had to be a limit to the amount of humiliation he had to endure. Indulging a reaper was not what he would have ever expected to do. Sebastian's pride kept him from complaining, as he knew that he had a soul he would receive in the end. The humiliation and embarrassing situations, however, were beginning to tire him. Sebastian wasn't sure how much more he could take before he had to do something about it.
Unaware that Sebastian was reaching the end of his patience, Ciel continued his discussion with Grell, glossing over some of the earlier agreements made a month earlier, before going in a different direction and telling Grell that he could use the cellar of the mansion, as it muffled sound.
Sebastian became a bit concerned when he saw the evil smile Grell wore. That was the only way Sebastian could describe the reaper's expression. It wasn't the red head's normally happy, sharp grin, and it was different from the disgustingly loving smile he sometimes gave. No, this was most definitely an evil smile, one that promised pain. Sebastian had to appreciate it, if only because he never thought he's see that kind of smile from the reaper. It was almost a demonic smile that Sebastian himself sometimes would employ.
William was silent through Grell and Ciel's exchange, though he was somewhat concerned with the way Grell was smiling the longer he spoke to Ciel.
Undertaker was looking around Ciel's office, apparently oblivious. Was that an urn in the corner of the room? Perhaps it had biscuits in it. Undertaker smiled lightly as he continued to survey the room.
Ciel cast a sideways glance at Sebastian, stiffening when he saw Sebastian looking at him similarly. It was a calculating look, one that Ciel didn't like at all. Ciel was about to give his butler new orders, when Sebastian made a move to stop him.
Grell, seeing this, dove between the two of them, tensing when Sebastian growled something, fury in his eyes about not being able to do anything to Grell.
Sebastian was about to try to go around Grell, Ciel quickly fled to stand by Undertaker and William.
Grell, smiling, moved away and leaned against the desk, as Ciel glared at Sebastian with both eyes.
"Sebastian, this is an order. Keep your current orders and do whatever Grell tells you to do. You are ordered to listen to him until Grell tells you to come back to me for further orders."
Sebastian stared at Ciel in disbelief, before glowering at him. He had had enough of this nonsense, and he was going to end it now, contract or no. Sebastian took a step toward Ciel, smiling when he saw the little earl tense up. Sebastian was about to reach Ciel, when Grell grabbed one of his arms tightly.
Grell dragged a finger down Sebastian's arm as he kept a tight hold on the arm. Grell smirked at the look of loathing Sebastian threw him,"We're going to the cellar now, Sebastian." Grell smiled a bit more at the look of frustration crossing Sebastian's face.
Sebastian uttered a stream of intelligible curses, but could not disobey a direct order, which frustrated him. He had meant to prevent this from happening, but it seemed he'd have to endure whatever the crazed reaper would come up with. Giving Ciel a look that promised they would talk of this later, Sebastian allowed himself to be led out of the room by Grell, followed by Undertaker and William.
Ciel watched them go, before slumping back down in his chair. When Sebastian came back, the first order would be to not harm him in any way. He did not like the look Sebastian had thrown him. Not that Ciel expected Sebastian to actually harm him, but he wanted to be careful. The next order would be to keep Sebastian from harming the three shinigami. Ciel shuddered involuntarily. He'd have to be specific, as he could only imagine the state Sebastian would be when he came back.
So, there are two chapters left, and I can either do a short description of Grell 'torturing' Sebastian, or I can do a longer, more detailed chapter with that in it, and that would probably make the story one chapter longer. Or at least make one of the two chapters longer. Yes or no? I think I might do the longer one, but I wanted to ask people's opinions on it. Oh, and hopefully ffn doesn't delete the letters in the chapter again. I've edited this chapter several times already. I hope to update soon. Thanks.