"Illegally modifying a scythe without permission, killing people that aren't on the list..." the superior glances at the crimson reaper standing in front of his desk together with another superior, William. He then continues to write. "Grell Sutcliff, you are hereby suspended from reaping until further notice. Starting tomorrow" Grell's eyes widened. Until further notice?! Why? I mean—Why don't you just tell me now how many...days or weeks-"

"Sutcliff." William Interrupted. "Please just do what he says. You have a lot of paperwork to do. And you also need to catch up with your paper for the last...months" Grell just stood there, angry. Yet he was still grinning like he's plotting something. "Sutcliff, why don't you clean yourself up for awhile? Just look at your...uniform. You're dismissed." the superior told him. "Oh, y-yes. Well then gentlemen I'll be seeing you tomorrow~ especially you Will~ we'll be together ALL DAY tomorrow~" Grell winked at William then turned his back from them and exited the room.

As Grell was walking down the hall to go to the bathroom, He then thought of what happened earlier, "Urgh. Embarassing" He thought. "I actually cried in front of Will ... and cried because of that...woman!" He arrived in the bathroom and took a look at his reflection. "Oh goodness! My make-up is all messed up! All because of Bassy!" He told himself. He then washed his face, and took a closer look on his scars and bruises on his face. For some reason, it reminded him of those times when he was acting as the clumsy butler of the Barnett household. Those times when he often got those scars from those cups and plates he broke, those times when he got bruises from falling down or slipping. Then his Madam was always there to put gauze on them or put ice on his bruises and make him feel better. goddamit. He gritted his shark teeth. Remembering these just made him angrier and more depressed. Unconsciously, his tears just went bursting out from his eyes again. He pounded his fists on the sink counter out of anger. Still he tried to continue and clean the rest of his wounds up.

The day started off like the usual in the Dispatch, everyone was busy, doing their paperwork, preparing to go to the human realm to reap, and chatting while having coffee or tea at the lounge. Until a certain red reaper arrives. He would always strut down the halls with a grin on his face, but there's something...different. "Senior Sutcliff! You're pretty early today~ haven't seen you around lately!" the young yellow-orange haired reaper greeted. The so called 'senior' stopped for a moment then face-palmed before he could turn to the younger reaper. "Oh Ronald how many times do I have to tell you that don't call me 'Senior' it makes me feel old. I'm not that old okay?" Then he turned to the youthful reaper. "Ehhh but I don't wanna call you mama Sutcliff or Aunt Sutcliff like you told me to!" He exclaimed. "Then why not Mr. Sutcliff instead? Or just Grell?" the red reaper raised a brow.

"Meh, Mister sounds so formal or something...well even senior is though, But...meeeeh. Oh By the way, you're here early today?"

"Mm-hmm. I have tons of paperwork to do~ and sadly I can't reap souls Until Further Notice. Urgh." Grell said in disgust.

"Well since you're early today, why don't you have some coffee or tea today huh, senior?"

"No thanks Ronald dear, I still have some business to do with William~! Oh, hey would you mind assisting me?" He grinned at Ronald.

"Uh...err...assist for what?"

Grell chuckled. Then shoved the packaging tape and rope to Ronald and grabbed his other arm, and went to William T. Spears' office. "W-WHAAA. Senior! What—where are we going?! What are we-?!" the younger reaper complained while he was being dragged by his 'Senior'. "Oh shush, Ronald. Will might hear you." Grell whispered. "I have a baaad feeling about this"Ronald told to himself. The crimson reaper handed over a stocking to the whining reaper. "Here, y'go I bought this so William can't recognize you! ~" The reaper laughed. Ronald took the stocking and examined it for awhile. "The bloody hell. A stocking?! How?!" Grell grinned, grabbed the stocking and put it onto the other reaper's head, then opened the door in front of them.

"Have you ever heard of knocking before you enter?" William told the intruders entering his room while he was busy looking at his paperwork. The two anonymous reapers quickly ran onto William and tied him up tight. "SUTCLIFF! KNOX! Just what are you two doing?!" Ronald gasped, and then he trembled and panicked. He did not dare to say a word. Grell stretched a roll of tape, and then stuck it on William's mouth. The crimson reaper stood before the tied-up reaper. "Oh my! This is giving me the chills!~ Bondage! Exciting! AAAH!" Then he leaned to William's ear and whispered. "I'm going to visit the funeral Will. I tied you up so you won't ehrm. "Fetch" me later on. Okay? Awww I even told you that we would be together ALL DAY" William's eye brow twitched out of irritation and at the same time he was very creeped out. Ronald just stood there and removed the stocking off his head. Grell stood up, gave William a flying kiss goodbye, walked up Ronald and gave him a kiss on the cheek, like an aunt saying goodbye to his nephew. "E-EH?! That's embarassiiiiiiing" the reaper's face turned really pink. "Oh come on Ronald." Grell giggled. "Okay then I'm off~"

"Where are you going senior?"

"To a funeral~" He smirked.

"What? Who's funeral?"

"a certain lady~"

"Oh, who's this lady then?"

"A ...lover."

He whispered, and then he grinned as his tears went flowing down his cheeks. And then he quickly went off and left the scene. There was a pause for a moment. The younger reaper frowned. "Senior was crying...I never seen him like that before." He looked at William. "But Senior Spears! D-Did he say lover?! Or was it just my imagination?! S-Sutcliff?! And a lady?!...and a human! Whaaa?!" Then the tied-up reaper just stared at him with a bored look. "Hey! How come you're not surprised?! I mean, Senior Sutcliff always liked you...and I always thought he preferred men..?" The confused reaper just stood there for a while and still thinking about Grell's sudden revelation. "Oh right...you're mouth's tight shut...maybe I'll just...leave and have coffee with Alan and Senior Eric..." The younger reaper nervously grinned at the very annoyed reaper. And then he carefully walked out of the room and closed the door quietly.

So, here it is chapter two~ I originally planned this story with only two chapters though but it turns out there's going to be a third one hehe. Oh and that 'Senior' thing is supposed to be 'Senpai' but they're English , so...I decided to uhm make it English xD OH AND sorry if they're OOC (´;ω;`) my writing skills suck ok. Yet I'm still writing ... fics lol.