Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji, but I do own the OC's in this story.

So, just a quick note, every chapter follow's the thoughts of one character in the third person. That character's name is above the title, just to avoid confusion. So you're following the thoughts of someone. This will get interesting with Grell… This was also why the Prologue was so short, because it didn't follow anyone's thoughts in particular. Enjoy!

Ronald Knox

Chapter 1

His surroundings were blurry because of his tears. Everyone was staring at him, but he didn't care. Nothing mattered, as he was sitting there on the ground, sobbing his heart out, the girl from the Administrative Division kneeling in front of him, her hand on his shoulder.

'No,' Ronald whispered. He was holding the glasses of Terrence Westrope, his colleague and friend. The frame was slim and blue. Just like always.

Only there was a different colour as well.

Red. There was blood on the frame.

'I'm afraid...he isn't with us anymore, Ronald,' said the girl from the Administrative Division. 'If you'd like to come with me, I will…'

'NO!' Ronald shouted. 'I can't believe it! I refuse to believe! A Shinigami can only be killed with a very lethal blow! Terry is tough…and he… was with William…' Ronald looked up at her as tears were rolling down his cheeks. 'William?' he nearly whispered the question, but his voice was leaving him as the heartrending truth slowly seized him.

'William is…still alive,' the girl answered his question. 'Would you like to see him? He's currently at the infirmary.' Ronald sobbed. He couldn't think properly, all he could do was let the tears come out. He rarely cried, but…gosh, he just couldn't believe it all. William was hurt, Terry was…wherever he was. He wasn't dead. Ronald refused to believe he was dead. It was simply impossible.

'Ronald,' the girl from the Administrative Division said, 'please answer.' Ronald sobbed, trembling like crazy. He didn't know what he was expecting to see at the infirmary, and whether he could take it or not. His tears made him feel sick and dizzy.

'Is William okay?' he asked.

'He'll make it,' the girl said. 'William is a strong person.' So was Terry, Ronald thought. He sobbed. 'C'mon now, I'll get you a glass of water. Can you please follow me?' The girl helped him up and led him to the bathroom. Ronald couldn't see whether it was the boy's or the girl's room.

'There you go,' she said and gave him a glass of water. 'Drink up.' Ronald tried to drink it, but he was still trembling and sobbing so badly, that the glass was shaking so much that it was impossible to drink. He was leaning against the wall, still holding Terry's glasses.

'Now, come on, Ronald,' the girl from the Administrative Division said, 'don't cry.' She brushed away his tears with a paper towel. 'You're a big, strong Shinigami, right? The kind we dream about at the Administrative Division, the type we want little Shinigamis with.' Ronald made a futile attempt at smiling. 'Now I want you to take a very deep breath and just clear your mind. Don't think about anything.' Ronald inhaled and exhaled very slowly. His vision was clearing and the trembling nearly stopped, although he still felt sick and he still had a pounding headache. He sipped his water and looked in the mirror. His eyes, behind his glasses, were red from crying, and his cheeks were wet. He could see the reflection of the girl from the Administrative Division and the perfectly white tiles behind them.

'Do you wish to see William?' the girl asked. Ronald shrugged his shoulders.

'I don't know,' he said. 'Is it bad?'

'I could only take a look at him for a second when he was brought in. It wasn't very…pretty, but they've probably patched him up by now…' There was a flicker of doubt in her voice, but it wasn't enough to stop Ronald.

'Well then, let's go.'

Ronald was shocked to find William unconscious on an infirmary bed. He was stripped to the waist, and a couple of wounds on his right shoulder, chest and side had been bound up. It was strange to see William like this, in a hospital bed in the white infirmary, his Death Scythe leaning against the wall, his glasses still on his nose. Ronald smiled. Will would never break the most important rule of the Shinigami: always wear your glasses.

Clive Goody was sitting next to William's bed on a chair. Clive was a good friend of William, and he had been on a group date with Eric and Ronald a long time ago. Clive's green eyes weren't red from crying, but he looked extremely shocked. He was talking to either himself or his Death Scythe.

'I never thought this would happen to him…out of all people,' Clive said.

'You tell me,' Ronald said. Clive, who hadn't seen him enter, nearly got the fright of his life.

'Ronald Knox, isn't it?' Clive said, standing up. He wasn't a very tall Shinigami, but with his bright orange hair, black glasses with slim frame, in his suit and with his crowbar he looked quite badass. But Ronald knew he was a really nice guy.

'That's the name,' Ronald said. Seeing William like this shocked him, and he felt tears welling up again. What was wrong with him today? Crying in front of the girls from the Administrative Division was one thing. He knew some of them liked emotional men, and it was always good if the girls from the Administrative Division liked you, but crying in front of a male colleague? Never.

'How's William doin'?' Ronald asked Clive.

'He's stable.' Ronald seemed to have lost his tongue, so he just nodded and bit his lower lip.

'I know it must be even harder for you. I never really hung out with Terry, but you often did… I just want to tell you that it's no crime to show some emotion now and then.'

'Emotion?' Ronald said. 'I'm not really into that.'

'Oh, just quit the big talk, Ronald. You can obviously see that you've cried. And the girls of the Administrative Division are telling everyone.'

'Hey!'

'What I meant was, that this kind of pain might help us understand what the death we work with every day feels like. We experience a little bit of the pain of everyone we meet every single day.'

Ronald sighed.

'Death is cruel,' he said, 'but nothin' is endless.'

'The unknown is always looking down on us. Death comes in many shapes and forms. We can only tell that it's the ending of something, and, for most people, the beginning of something new. Your last day, is when you'll simply jump in the hands of the unknown.'

'What's with all the philosophical death-stuff, Clive?'

'I've been a Shinigami longer than you, Ronald. I've had a long time to think about death and the way it can come. You'll find out certain things yourself, someday.'

'What you forgot,' William's voice said, 'is that death is inevitable, for everyone. Even for us, Shinigami.'

'William!' Clive yelled. William opened his eyes and adjusted his glasses.

'I'm not dead, nor am I deaf, so you don't have to shout, Clive.'

'So, you're not dead then,' Ronald said. Well, he thought, if William is alive, why isn't Terry here as well?

'Ronald Knox,' William said. 'Why are you here?'

'William,' Clive said. 'Ronald was one of Terry's best friends.'

'Oh,' William seemed flabbergasted. It was silent for a couple of seconds. 'Ronald, I…' The way he was speaking left no doubt; bad news.

'He…' Ronald stuttered. 'He isn't…'

'Ronald, I…'

'NO!' Ronald was trembling. Again. What was wrong with him today?! 'He is NOT dead! He can't be dead! I refuse to believe it!'

'Ronald…'

'If you survived, then where is Terry? He's a tough guy, at least as tough as you, William! He can't be dead!'

'Ronald!' Clive interrupted him. He grabbed Ronald's shoulders and looked him in the eyes. 'It's a miracle William is still here. Don't you think Terry would be here if he could?' Ronald sobbed. Again.

'Ronald,' William said. 'It all went extremely fast. I couldn't see what was going on, I just attacked. But the enemy was too strong, even for the two of us. Terry and I were both in bad shape. We tried to escape, but we couldn't. Terry sacrificed himself to give me some more time to get away. It was extremely dangerous, and he knew that it would most likely cost him his life, but he just, faced that one inevitable thing… He hit our attacker a couple of times with his baseball bat, and that way I could get away in time. Others found his body later on.'

'Ronald, there are some tears on your cheek,' Clive remarked and handed him his hanky. Ronald couldn't believe it… Terry…was dead? He had saved William's life, otherwise they would've both died, but Terry… just jumped into the hands of the unknown.

'Clive, who's currently leading the department?' William asked.

'At the moment I'm doing it,' Clive responded, 'but if you want someone else to do it…'

'No, you're fine. As long as it isn't…well, you know who.'

'Ah… Why so negative, Will?' Grell's voice said behind them. Ronald looked to his right, seeing the red reaper standing next to him, waving at mister Spears.

'Oh goodness,' William said. 'How did you get in here?'

'I thought you might need some…company, if you know what I mean…' Grell sat down on the empty bed next to William's.

'Who is this man?' Clive asked.

'Man?!' Grell said, shocked. 'I'm as feminine as a mare!'

'This,' William said, 'is the…notorious Grim Reaper Grell Sutcliff.'

'And how can it be that we didn't hear you enter, Mister Mare?'

'Maybe because Ronald was too busy sobbing?'

'Just cut it out already!' William said. 'Clive, I'm going to leave…these two with you. I'm tired. Just find them something to do.'

'On it, William. I will see you later. Come on, Ronald and Mare.'

'I'll just give you the rest of the day off,' Clive told Ronald. 'You've been through enough today. Will you be okay?'

'I'm fine,' Ronald said. Clive and he were standing in some kind of hallway, decorated with those odd posters for short- and far-sighted people. 'I'll have to cancel the group date for tonight. I don't really feel up to it.'

'Do whatever you want. I can understand that you want to cancel the date, but I can also imagine that you feel like having a little bit of fun after today. Just make sure that you sleep well tonight and we'll see what you can do tomorrow, okay?'

'Thanks, Clive. You're a good lad.'

'Don't mention it. I should really go and find a job for Grell. I'll see you tomorrow.' Ronald exited the building. Terry had saved William's life. What if he had been there with William? He wasn't as brave as Terry, and it wasn't very easy to beat in someone's head with a lawn mower. But what if the three of them had been there? Would he have stayed with Terry or would he have left with William? Terry would have probably begged him to leave with William. Would he give in and go with William or would he stick with Terry? Ronald didn't know. He just needed time to think.

Please tell me your opinion. Was it too OC or can you imagine Ronald like this? If you're wondering whether Sebastian and Ciel will be in this fanfiction or not, don't worry, you'll see them in the next chapter.