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Did people want longer chapters? I feel as though that's the case… but every time I make longer chapters, I feel as though it drones on… and on and on and on…

And any errors, spelling errors, other than when Xavier talks… just let me know!...

Grell POV

I pout, wondering why this demon could be so kind to Xavier… but so cruel to me. Then again, it was only a teasing pout. Playing hard to get… it made for one very exciting game. I sit in a plush chair, settling into the cushion as he serves to Xavier. Made me curious as to why my cold-hearted Sebastian would act this way.

When he finally comes back to join me, leaving the small boy with some cookies and tea, he immediately begins talking. "He's smart… his mind obviously capable. He lets on more than he shows… it's probably a result of his heritage." Sebastian glances at Xavier in the chair, who is polishing off the cookies like nothing. I frown and squirm in my seat.

"Um… right… about that, you see, he…." I lower my voice. "He doesn't know he's part demon, and I'm not sure anyone is ever going to tell him, which is why we need your help. A real demon's help, for multiple reasons… so can you?" I'm leaning on the edge of the seat towards him, hoping Xavier doesn't hear. Sebastian seems to pick on this, for he gets up.

"Perhaps talking in private is more suitable." He heads for the door, and I get up to follow, letting Xavier know that we are just going out for a chat. Leaving the small boy, I walk into another room that is a simpler version of the original one we were in, and I quickly sit down, enjoying the leisure moment. Sebastian simply calmly sits across from me once again.

"Now, tell me, what did you need help with exactly?" He sits straight, looking genuinely interested. I blink, for he has never shown me this kind of attention before… except for when he's planning to kill me. Shaking my head, I answer.

"Well… I, or rather, me and Will were wondering how his demon heritage may affect him. Seeing as he is part demon… Undertaker gave us a bit of information, but being a shinigami he wouldn't know everything. This is why I came to ask you some things-"

"Let me guess, you probably want the basic questions… like is it absolutely necessary for him to feed like a demon? Does he have to live like one? Can he blend in with our kind, or hide from us? Or perhaps…. can our kind find him?" I nod to all his statements, wondering how he thought all those up… I sure hadn't. I cross my legs as I watch him answer. "Well, yes, it is necessary for him to feed… you see, it is rare for a demon-human hybrid to have been born in the first place. The demon part ultimately, in the end, consumes the human side. The human soul. However, with turning his physical body into partly a shinigami's, you have created a safe-barrier, but only a temporary one. If you want, if he is older, I can perhaps help him-"

"Oh, you'd do that?" I grin and bounce in my seat, and he looks mildly annoyed but continues.

"Yes, I would. But may I inquire as to one question?" I nod briefly. "Why? It would no doubt upset William… and it just peaks my curiosity to why you have done this in the first place."

"Well, I did it because… well, I mean, we both know that I can't have a child. And the kid's soft red hair… I couldn't help it. And I know it will upset William… but we have no other choice. And I don't know many other… tamer demons to seek help from." I frown to myself a bit, reminiscing. Then, something occurs to me. "I believe I have a right to a final question...?"

"Please, by all means."

"Why are you doing this?" I cross my arms on my chest as I lean back into the chair, narrowing my bright green eyes. "I mean, you just met him, and you treat him so special. I never recall you treating me like that."

"Because you're repulsive. However… well, it has a lot to do with his soul…"

"If you even think of taking it, I'll rip out your throat!" I jump up to glare icily, baring my shark-like teeth. He just chuckles with slight amusement.

"You could try. And that's not what I meant. I had often heard that hybrids can be so appealing to demons… and I've noticed it myself. Especially with this boy, Xavier. For example, souls are like the candles in a dark cave to demons. But certain ones are like a spot-light, an illuminating glow like the sun." He stands up, straightening his jacket. "And if a child were to get in the wrong hands things could get… complicated. They are more powerful than normal…." Sebastian frowns to himself for a moment, thinking of something, and I interrupt.

"Okay… so, you don't want him in the wrong hands? And like you could take me on…."

"I could, actually. I have, if you don't recall. And no… this child may need protection, protection I'm willing to provide." He now turns and heads for the door, and I follow back frowning. "So, I can help this child's demonic side cooperate. On a last note…. I only thirst for my Master's soul. You precious 'darling' is safe." He smirks and enters into the hallway, leaving me slightly baffled. Shaking my head, I go to fetch Xavier.

"Come on, darling, we must leave soon!" I watch as Sebastian surprisingly and very gently helps him to his feet, and Xavier runs to my side to clutch me hand. Glancing down at him, I smile, and he giggles back.

"Are we gowing home?"

"We are, dear." I take him back out the manor, gathering him into my arms. He clutches lightly onto my coat, placing his face in the crook of my neck while humming slightly. Content and happy, I head back, not once worrying about what that demon had in mind. Perhaps I should've.

Sebastian POV

I watch as they leave out the front quickly, nodding my head ever so slightly towards the small boy Grell was holding. The boy named Xavier stares, his silent gaze acknowledging me. I marvel at the tiny being. So weak, yet full of power. To say I wasn't interested was a lie. I turn to head back inside to clean up the room.

Replacing the toy ship the boy seemed to have found, I turn it over in my hands. I had taken it from the child gently, and he let me… perhaps I should have let him take it. I begin to clean the room again, my mind preoccupied. It wasn't the fact that he wanted the toy that caught my attention… it was the small mark on his hand. I was sure I had seen one similar to it, but there were always many demons in such places as Hell. So it meant nothing.

I ponder this was amusement as I put the tea set away. The boy's father may have been anyone. He probably had some power, to have such a son. Then again, the beery fact that the child survived was a miracle. Most never lived at all… some mothers couldn't even carry through with the pregnancy.

"Having the boy on our side may be… an advantage…" I mused to myself as I thought it over. Just another pawn… another chest piece. Then again, he might qualify as a knight… with better practice, better skill. Should the Master know of this? I wipe down the table, and then get out one of the many other tea sets that were here. While setting it up for Master's arrival, I was really wondering, should I?

"Ah, but the young Master has never asked me of it yet… and it is rare that he will. And if he does… I'll simply tell him the truth." Smirking to myself, I get the tea prepared and see the carriage pull up. Perfect timing.

"Hmm… but just how long can you last, Xavier T. Spears?" I muse to myself as I move quickly to get the front door.