Chapter 12

I giggled at the statement. Oh, how good it was to be back! I don't really know how to explain this, but while my soul and memories were separated from my body, I could see the demon – like traits possessing me. But, I felt like I was in a glass sphere, and simple memories and my personality could not break through it.

"Carry me?" I asked.

"Certainly."

William picked me up and started carrying me bridal – style back to the Shinigami office. Once we got there, he found some bandages. Then, he carefully took off the upper part of my dress and slid it downwards, enough to see the wound.

"He got you pretty good with that knife."

"Yeah. Will I need surgery or anything like that?" I asked quietly.

"Hmm… Hard to say," he looked at the cut skin. "It is really deep, so you might need stiches, but until we get you to the hospital, this will do." He wrapped the bandage around my waist.

"Alright."

He tried to pick me up again, off his chair, but I put my hands on his shoulders and stopped him.

"Huh? What are you doing Grell?"

"Something that I've wanted to do for a few hundred years," I whispered back in a silky voice, enough to make Will's back shiver.

I carefully leaned forward, and slipped my lips directly on top of Wills'. He was expecting my touch, and he kissed back gently, moving his firm lips with my soft ones. I closed my eyes, and by the feel of eyelashes, so did he. I let go of him, and wrapped my arms around his neck while he grabbed my waist. It felt so natural. But, I knew this had to end.

"Grell? You like me?"

"Haven't I hinted it enough?" I let out an exasperated sigh. "I love you."

"I'm not really good at noticing emotions…"

I giggled, "I found that out easily, darling."

Will quickly cleared the red blush off his face and returned to his serious self. "Um, well, we better get you to the hospital."

He started to pick me up again. "No, Will, I want you to answer a question first."

"What is it, Grell?"

"Do you love me?"

"Grell, how could I not? You are everything that I want to be. You are outgoing, feared, and lovely with expressing your emotions. I love you more than anything."

"Will! I thought you would never say that!" My heart pounded loudly as he confessed to me, I was surprised that more blood didn't come bursting out of my wound.

Will picked me up carefully and carried me in the same way as before. The only difference was that I grabbed his neck and kissed his cheek a few times. I loved watching him turn bright red when my lips made contact. He must have liked it because he didn't try to stop me.

Once we arrived at the hospital, he set me down to be examined by the doctor. The stout man touched the cut and his huge eye brows looked like a uni - brow in concentration.

"Well, it's nothing too serious, which is good. But, you will need stiches, on both the inside and outside."

"W – what do you mean?"

"I mean, whatever you got cut with cut through both your stomach and your muscle tissue. It needs stiches. Otherwise, you won't be able to eat."

"Oh."

"We will start operating right away, if you prefer. I think this is an urgent injury, but if you plan on starving yourself to death, then be my guest."

"No, I'll take the stiches."

"One more thing, Mr. Sutcliff, how exactly did this happen."

"Uh, long story short, I got hit with a butter knife in the stomach."

"Erm, alright then! I will get the procedure ready, and then you will be able to eat again in no time," the doctor stated as he rushed out of the room.

"Will you be okay? I'm really sorry I ever let you go through with that stupid plan of yours, I should have never let this happen…"

'Will, calm down. I'll be fine. The doctor said so himself! It was my decision anyway, and I always end up doing stupid things to get myself hurt. I'm a klutz," I laughed a little. "I always end up going to the hospital and always have the same doctor. He hates me for ending up here every time I go soul collecting."

"I still feel bad," Will whined as he looked down from the foot of the hospital bed at Grell.

"Don't worry about it, dear! Relax, boss."

Will smiled slightly and sighed, "I guess we can't change the past."

"Exactly darling, so stop panicking."

Will jumped suddenly as the door opened up. "Ahm," the doctor started, "We are going to hold the procedure in another room, so please hang onto me as we walk there. I wouldn't want you to fall over and break your jaw again."

I giggled nervously and grabbed his arm. "See you in an hour, Will!"

I soon laid down in the other room, and was knocked out before the procedure started. Once I had woken up, my stomach had a line of stiches in it, and didn't hurt nearly as the hole that was originally there, but it was still painful.

"Grell?"

"Oh, Will, how long have I been out?"

"Only about half an hour after the operation."

"Good. I don't want to keep my lover – boy waiting."

Will's face turned towards the wall and I panicked.

"That is, if you want to be…"

"Grell, you seriously want a loser like me to be your boyfriend?"

"Yes!"

"But I'm silent, and rude, and not like you."

"That's what makes you perfect, darling. I don't want someone like me, I want someone different. Trust me, I'm done with the two Grells thing."

He smiled at me. "I would be more than honored to be yours and yours alone."

"Aww Will, that's so sweet. Help me up so I can hug you and get out of this dreadful hospital room and get home."

Will pulled me up from my bed and walked out of the room, with me grabbing his hand and holding it for support, and simply because I loved the stubborn bastard. We walked up to the front desk and Will checked me out. Then, we walked to my house, which Will already knew the way to, because he takes me home after being knocked out from Ronnie's hard whiskey at work so many times. I dragged him inside after unlocking the door.

"Well, you've been inside many times before, so you know where everything is."

"Indeed. Would you like anything to eat? I'm not as good of a cook as you are but I can whip up something."

"I'm fine, thank you. Sit with me, please?"

"Okay."

He hopped on the end of the couch where I lay and began twiddling his thumbs. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him on the couch so he laid next to me.

"Don't be shy."

"I usually don't give into you this easy."

"No darling, you never give into me at all," I giggled, "I can see you losing a little bit of your high and mighty personality day by day."

I watched him blush for the millionth time today. "Just lay with me, okay? I like to know that you are finally mine."

He slowly wrapped his arms around my waist, and rested his head on top of mine. I just smiled to myself and after a half an hour I fell asleep in Will's arm, listening comfortably to his beating heart.

Hey! I told you all I would upload soon! This is Grell's point of view again. I will hopefully end this soon, but I need a satisfying ending... Thank you for over 1,500 views! I really appreciate the views, favorites, follows, and reviews!