Chapter 10

After Grell left my office, I focused on the blood stained cloth. I can't believe that a demon abducted Grell! How distasteful! It would be better if I could wipe those foul creatures of the face of this world.

Now, about that symbol… I quietly pulled a book out of my desk and studied all the demon symbols I could find. Apparently, different markings on the edge of the circle and in between the star could cast different torture and spells on the victim. It looks like one mark is for pain, another for possession. That would make sense, the scars left behind because of ownership over Grell, the victim, and pain. I studied the markings on the circle to find more clues. I couldn't believe what I saw. Grell had lost his memory because his soul was split from his body. And if that demon should get a hold of Grell, he could have his soul devoured. What a dirty trick in exchange for a human's contract. It's their own fault. Based on where Grell was the night he disappeared, it was Sebastian.

When Grell walked into my office the next day, I explained everything. He seemed a bit frightened, but not surprised. I had to explain who Sebastian and Ciel was, so I guess he couldn't find the connection.

"So what now, Mr. Spears?"

"I have an idea. If we can find Sebastian and fix the soul split, then you will return to who you are. Sounds good?"

"Sure. By the way, why am I not just a body right now? And how exactly are we going to get my soul back?"

"Sebastian hasn't spilt my soul the whole way, he needs your body to do that. The only way for him to give your soul back would be to erase the pentagram willingly."

"I assume we are going to his lair. Do I need anything to protect me?"

"Well, we are going to his young master. Yes, you will need a death scythe, and I have your old one." He handed me a giant red chainsaw out of a closet in the corner. "I suggest we disguise ourselves as humans and set up an appointment with the earl. We can appear as a couple if that is fine with you."

"Uhhh… What do you mean?"

"Oh, I forgot. I told you that you liked to crossdress right? Well, it would look natural if I was a Lord temporarily visiting in London and wanted to discuss a business investment with the Funtom Company and bringing my wife along."

"Of course," Grell blushed. "Can you help me? I really don't know women's fashions."

"Yes. Why don't we go to your house and prepare?"

"Fine then." He led me out of my office with that chainsaw in his hand and we soon arrived at his house.

He went into his bedroom and I followed. "Over there," Grell gestured to a closet as he layed down on the bed. "All the woman's stuff."

"You don't have to do this if you don't want to if you don't want to." I called back as I searched from the thousands of ladies' clothes, not exaggerating.

"I'll just get used to it."

I pulled out a long dress with a huge skirt. The top of it had black lace covering a red fabric, and at the waist, going diagonally across was red and black roses. There were no bottom of it had a skirt that spread out, it had to be traditional, and there was more red fabric in layers, with black designs dancing beneath each layers. It was definitely Grell. I threw it at him, and he sat up.

"I'm wearing this?" he made a disgusted face at me.

"Yes. Do you have a problem with it?"

"Not at all, Mr. Spears," he sneered.

"Good. I still have everything else to pick out."

I ruffled through his belongings again and found high – heeled black shoes that had an open toe. Then, I found black tights, a large red bow, and long, black lacy gloves. One more thing, a corset. Grell is thin, but the smallest person in the human world couldn't possibly fit into that dress without one.

"Okay, let's get started." I walked over to the lazy Shinigami. "Up, and strip."

He obliged, giving me another nasty look. He took of his clothes and I started to lace up the corset around his small, frail chest. He shivered when my hands touched his back, and I chuckled to myself.

"I think you can get the tights on yourself."

"I'm not a little girl, I can do stuff myself."

I nodded and went through his closet again, trying to find anything that could disguise me. After all, Sebastian and Ciel knew us a little too well to be safe. There was nothing, although, I found some brown hair coloring.

He was sitting on the bed, pouting.

"Just put everything else on, will you? I have to do your makeup and hair, and then we have to stop by my house so I can prepare."

"Whatever." He reached for the dress that was next to him, stood up, and put it over his head.

"Why are you in such a bad mood?"

"I wonder why? I just ruined all of my pride for the second time!"

"You have crossdressed before? I mean, once you came back?"

"I got home in rags and had to go shopping. If you haven't noticed, there are not any male clothes here." He turned around so I couldn't see his face, and I snickered.

"So much for the powerful Grell Sutcliff."

The dress covered him now and, it looked perfect. It fell over his curvy hips and his thin torso. I wouldn't be surprised if I was drooling.

"Mr. Spears?"

"Oh sorry," I mumbled as I snapped out of my trance. "Put the gloves and the shoes on, I will gather hair supplies and makeup. Go wait on the couch."

I grabbed everything I could find in his bathroom, and went to the couch to sit behind him and dye his hair brown. I pulled it up into a pony and tied it with the bow I had found earlier. He sat straight up as I ran my fingers through his hair. It was so silky and soft, the strands fell from his beautiful head.

"Turn around."

He did, and I began painting his face with makeup. Mascara, eyeliner, foundation, blush, powder, eye shadow, and lipstick covered him. I bought out a pair of contacts in my pocket and handed them to him.

"You are going to need to see. Put these in, I will grab mine at my house. They are spares."

He put them on his eyes, coloring them brown, like his hair. Walking out of the door, I grabbed a long red coat and put it over his shoulders.

"Can I ask you something?" Grell asked as we were walking.

"What is it?"

"How are we going to make a demon give up my soul willingly?"

"Simple. We put him in a life or death situation. If he refuses to get rid of it, and give your memories back, we will kill him."

"How does that even help? If he's dead, I still won't have my memories and soul."

I smiled, "Killing him will give you your soul back. I would just kill him in the first place, but, I will have to suffer demons hating me even more than they already do, and the Shinigamis cannot sentence me innocent if I kill a creature without giving him a chance first."

"I see."

I quickly walked into my house and changed into a British suit and puts contacts on while Grell waited outside.

"Ready to kick a demon's sorry ass back to hell?"

"Heck yes I am."

And with that, we picked up our death scythes that we brought along and entered into the human realm.

Sorry, I cussed when I said I wasn't. Oh well. I don't know if this is getting boring, so tell me! Please review and tell me what I can work on, I will greatly appreciate it. Thank you for the reviews, follows, favorites, and views!