A/N: I'm playing a lot of Tomb Raider Underworld lately…

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Claim: I own this plot and my Ocs

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Note: Today I thought of saying while playing Tomb Raider Underworld. The best romance is in a life or death situation. So be prepared, there is some GrellxAlice fluff!

The Seven Deadly Sins Arc 3-Sloth

Chapter Twenty Five-Her Butler, Escape

Let me tell you one thing. Out of all the times I had to deal with all the shit going on in my life, never did I have to run from zombies.

To be honest I was kinda getting scared. With all the sins going after me, not one of them had tried to kill me the only life or death situation I was in was the time Grell tried to kill me.

That time he was stopped, but how the heck do you stop a million mindless zombies?

"The best bet would be to get Alice to the surface." Chris had said when he first got the news. "The Newbies probably already smell her, they'll go for her first."

I didn't like that and surprisingly neither did Grell.

"Why do you keep the zombies right below the surface?" Grell asked, looking clearly annoyed.

"Because Grim Reaper, we can't just have them walking around. It's easier to train them this way." Elliot said, crossing her arms.

"What I want to know is who released them." Chris mumbled his drowsy nature returning.

That was an interesting question, it was also weird that they were released at the exact time that Grell and me came.

So Chris walked out of the door, saying he was going to order the other zombies to try restrain the newbies while Elliot took us a different route the surface.

She walked up to an old looking painting, it was covered in dust so much that the picture was unreadable. Grell and me were confused until she lifted her pale finger and poked a blue mouldy spot. To our surprise the painting swung to the side revealing a hidden passageway.

She turned to us. "This is a hidden route that only the special infected and Chris know about. It's a maze, the only one that knows the full lay out is Chris, but I think I remember a way to the game store. We can use this route to safely avoid the newbies but be warned, do not separate at all. Some of these routes lead to completely different places."

We both nodded, climbing into the passageway after her.

The first that hit me was the smell, it was just as bad as the sewer, not to mention that it was really dark, only Elliot's torch, she picked it up before we left, lighted the way.

"If I had known we were going through stinky sewers then I wouldn't have come!" Whined Grell.

I shot a glare at him. "You didn't have to come."

He suddenly smirked at me. "But then I wouldn't be able to see you."

…What? Why…Why is my face heating up?

I heard Elliot sigh. "Geez, flirting during a zombie raid, how typical."

Both Grell and me shot daggers at her, but I could of sworn that Grell was blushing again. Really what is the world coming too?

Eventually we made it to a room with six passageways. Both Grell and me stared at Elliot expectantly while she kept looking at all the passageways.

"Now which way was I supposed to go?"

I sweatdropped. She can't be serious, if she doesn't know the way then we're lost.

I was going to look at the passageway that we came through, but because all the passageways looked identical I couldn't tell which one we came through.

I've got to say, this is the most typical horror scene out there. All we need is the mindless zombies somehow come and we'd be screwed.

Karmas a bitch because as soon as I thought that, loud growling and moaning sounds could be heard. Elliot snapped her head in the direction of the moaning and growled.

Yes, she growled like an animal.

"Shit. Some of them must have gotten past Sloth." She mumbled, rubbing the back of her neck. She seemed to be in thought before turning to Grell and me. "I'll hold them off, just run. Anyone of these passageways will take you out of here…I think."

She thinks? Yep, we're so screwed.

Before I could protest, she ran down the passageway towards the horde of zombies. I was left gaping until Grell came over and dragged me down a random passageways.

It was silent between us. I felt so bored, I know I shouldn't feel so bored, I had killer zombies after me but still silence always bothered me.

It was Grell who talked first. "I found a new hobby."

I stared at him. "You have hobbies?"

He glared at me. "Of course I do, what do you think I do in my life?"

"Stalk and lust after Sebastian while being a blood crazed monster on the side?"

If glares could kill I'd be ten feet under the ground.

He then smirked. "Yes, I have a new hobby and it's all thanks to your sister."

I froze. My sister? What did my sister do to give him a hobby?

"She tells me things when she invites-forces-me to her 'tea parties'." He shuddered at that bit. "She mostly talked about you though."

I don't like where this is going.

Suddenly I was pushed against the wall, Grell's arms on both of my sides trapping me from escaping.

He smirked again, showing his razor sharp teeth. "Apparently, little Alice, you have never let a boy touch you, always making up excuses to run."

I glared at him, ignoring the warm feeling on my cheek. "Yeah, well what of it."

"My new hobby, is to make you squirm."

I stared at him with a look of horror on my face. This was worse then the zombie attacks.

I was about to rant at him about how inappropriate that would be and how I would kill him if he attempted but I forgot about that when I felt something wet and slick on my neck.

Realization dawned on me: he was licking me!

If I wasn't embarrassed then I was certainly now. I tried to push him off but it wasn't working, it seemed to encourage him more. He then moved his head and nibbled on my ear, drawing some blood.

That crazy douche bag! "Get off me you perv!"

His reply was smirking. He moved closer until his lips were just a few centimeters from mine. Before he could kiss me though, a growl was heard. Turning around both Grell and me froze at the thing in front of us.

The thing looked to be male. His hair was stained with blood and some patches of hair were ripped out. His eyes were a blank colour, and very deep into his face like the eyes were smashed into his face. His jaw, oh god the jaw, was literally hanging off of his face. He was dressed in scrubs that looked as if they used to be green but now was drenched in blood. Like Chris, he had claws and what remained of his teeth was sharp. His skin was pale and full of tumors.

All in all it was the most horrifying sight ever.

I held in a scream noticing it was looking at me manically, it growled before pouncing in my direction. But before it could reach me Grell stood in front of me swinging his chainsaw, when did that get there?, at the zombie.

With a splat the chainsaw ripped through the creature turning it to dust. I was still in shock at the appearance of the zombie.

"Damn zombie, ruined the moment!" Grell growled, which broke me out of my thoughts.

"Moment? What moment? You were practically trying to rape me!"

He smirked. "Do you want a repeat."

I slapped him.

"Ow! Geez, you're so uptight! Mind you, Bassie didn't hit nearly as sexy as you."

"Shut up you pervert!"

Eventually we carried on down the passageways. I reluctantly stuck close to Grell, only because random horrifying zombies would come out of nowhere and try and kill me.

But with all these zombies showing up it made me wonder where Chris and Elliot were. Weren't they trying to stop these guys from reaching them?

I didn't want to linger on the subject, in fear that Chris and Elliot might be dead.

Eventually a pair of rusted ladders appeared in front of us. It led up to what looked like a trap door that could be pushed open.

I turned to Grell. "Ladies first."

He glared at me. "Who're you calling a lady?"

I sent him a surprised look. "But you always say you are a lady, you know ever since that stupid kiss you've been acting different. What's wrong with you? You've been stalking me more then Sebastian for Pete's sake!"

He looked away, blushing, before gesturing to the ladder. "Just get up there before I make you."

Not wanting him to touch me, I began scaling the ladder until I was at the top and near the trap door. Grell was behind me.

"Right, I'm going to open it but I swear down if there is a zombie there I will kill you."

He stayed silent, which made me a little worried, but I ignored focusing on opening the trap door.

~smack~

Anger and embarrassment flooded me instantly. "Did…did you just slap my ass?"

I heard him chuckle.

That bastard!

In anger I practically broke the trap door and rushed to the top. I sent a scowl at the smirking Grim Reaper.

"If you weren't immortal and powerful I would so kill you." I hissed.

"Well isn't this interesting? The Shinigami is hitting on Alice. I would kill you if I weren't so tired." A familiar voice drawled.

Turning around, and to my relief, I saw that if was Chris along with Elliot. Both of them had scratches but it wasn't any different from what they usually had.

"Chris! Elliot! You're okay!" I sighed out in relief.

Chris smiled lazily. "Newbies are buggers to deal with but are very weak. We've managed to seal of the sewers, let them weaken before killing them."

Grell snorted. "You didn't do a good job, some still escaped."

Elliot retorted. "Newbies may be weak but they are really fast. Besides the problem is dealt with."

It was then I took in my surroundings and realize where we were. It was the game store, how ironic we actually made it here.

Chris then turned to me. "So about my offer?"

I smiled at which made him blink. "Chris, you've been the easiest sin to deal with and I'm grateful but I will have to decline. I'm just as lazy as you."

He sighed before yawning. "Too bad, guess I'll have to try again sometime. Later Alice."

Before he could leave I grabbed his sleeve which made him turn to me questioningly. "Why is it that after I discover a sin's true identity, you leave?" I demanded.

He smirked. "Ages ago, we sins made a deal with a witch that if we were discovered, we were to return to our proper areas. Don't worry though, we'll meet again. Just know this, every sin, although different, still cares about you."

Elliot and Chris were gone before I knew it.

I sighed. "Geez, this whole Mistaken thing is getting dull."

Before I knew it, arms were wrapped around my waist and I was pinned to the counter.

Grell was above me smirking. "Now where were we?"

"Piss off!" I growled.

Grell chuckled before leaning close. "Nope."

Before I could push him away his lips were on mine and I flushed red again.

Gah! I want the Grell that hates me! Not a damn pervert!

There, a lot of Grell and Alice fluff.

I knew this arc would be short, Sloth is the easiest to write. Next chapter will be the last of this arc.

R&R

Blame this on my imagination-

In a dimly lit room, TD sat on a couch typing on her laptop.

"Geez, I think I'm breaking Grell." She muttered, looking at her work with a smirk.

Suddenly the door to the room bashed open, TD hissed at the light.

In stepped four figures, Alice, Grell, Sebastian and Ciel. TD gulped, inching to the corner.

"Hey guys, what's up?" she asked.

Alice snarled. "What's up? You just turned me into a freaking prissy girl! Don't you think you're ruining my life enough?"

Grell then spoke up. "I would NEVER do that to that thing! It's Bassie I love!" Said person shuddered.

"It seems you've been neglecting young master and me." Sebastian piped up.

TD sweated before talking. "I'm sorry! But Alice, this is a romance fic and I needed you to act all innocent because Grell sure isn't as heck. Grell, get over Bassie! He doesn't love you! And I'm sorry Sebastian and Ciel, but this fic is for people to have a break from you!"

Alice smirked. "Well, we'll just have to teach you a lesson."

"NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Omake-Elliot's passion-Dedicated to Marshmellowtime (Told in Elliot's P.O.V)

Before I became this beats, just before I was infected, I knew that I loved to play the violin.

It was my passion and soul and the only thing I was dedicated too. Of course my mother would try and get me to act like a girl but I wasn't interested.

It came to me as a shock when I became infected. None of the doctors had ever scene this disease, and because of that, they didn't have a cure.

My mom and dad were there at the funeral. I know because I saw. I had woken up in a coffin so I had climbed out and hidden behind a gravestone.

I didn't understand any of it. They said I was supposed to be dead but I was here, alive and breathing!

But I certainly didn't look the same. My skin was pale white and my eyes were blank, like all emotion had been sucked out of me. I felt so hungry but I kept it in. the worst thing was my arms though. There were tumors everywhere.

It was at the gravestone that I met him. He was asleep and could pull of the whole 'I'm dead' thing. Something about him made me want to bow to him, but why would I bow to a complete stranger?

When he had woken up, he had looked at me with an unreadable expression before approaching me until he was close enough that I could smell his breath.

It wasn't a nice smell.

He sniffed me, which I found weird, before standing up and began to walk away. He then turned to me and gestured me to follow him.

I later found out that he was called Sloth and that he was the leader of a zombie group, it shocked me because I found out I was a zombie, but not just any zombie, a Special Infected.

I later found out that I had a power, which to say both disgusted and amazed me. I had a new goal in mind, to look after the person who took me in.

Nobody knew just how lazy and childish he was.

But sometimes I would sneak out and play the violin, because it's my passion.

Sadly, the music is slowly slipping away and so is the passion…