You are the Poison that is Killing Me

Chapter 3

Meddling

A/N: Sorry it is a little OOC…Sorry.

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"What" Grell asked in disbelief, her face covered in blood and now her lips smeared with more. Se-Sebastian kissed me, she thought. Sebastian licked his lips tasting the reapers pleasant tasting blood.

"Ha, I should have known it would come to this." The demon smirked. "You taste divine, Grell Sutcliffe…you taste of every soul you reaped…absolutely delicious. But to answer your befuddled look Grell… he reason behind my actions right now is because I find you most interesting." He leaned down and kissed the reaper yet again.

Grell could not believe what was going on! What was this? Was Sebastian playing with her? She held the demon close. "Does this mean…" her voice quivered. Uneasy, she shut her eyes tight afraid to hear an answer "It was all a lie before … all an act… do you love –"

"I don't know "said the demon "But we might as well find out."

Grell had situated herself by a brook in the vast wooded area surrounding the estate. It was a calming little stream of water but it did nothing to ease her troubled mind. She moved her hand through her flame red hair, she felt tears rush to her eyes and she tried so hard to stop them but failed in the process. They fell, cascading down her pale cheeks as she lost herself in the water's hypnotic movement and the memories flowed too…

"So You do love me!" Grell said full of glee. Many weeks had passed since that night where Sebastian had kissed her for the first time. She was covered in blood after a reaping. Some was her victim's and some was her own. She had run into the demon and was afraid of him trying to kill her like most every time they meet. But that time was different. He held an air of freedom around him and his eyes had a glisten in them that Grell had never seen before on the demon, at least not directed towards her. But tonight she was perfectly clean, healed and beautiful! The two stood on a Cliffside overlooking the sea. There were flowers everywhere, Red ones. "So you do love me, right?" she asked again tugging at the butler's tail coat sleeve.

The demon smiled and turned to her gripping her by the shoulders "Grell Sutcliffe…" He sighed looking out over the cliff as the sun set. "You know when I first met you I did notice something was out of place. A reaper in the guise of a butler what a strange thing to see. You were simply a bumbling idiot whenever I saw you. But for some unknown reason I tolerated you." He spun the reapers around in a playful dance almost, but still with demonic flare that made Grell quiver with sinful lust, not only for another man but for a species that her own cannot get along with. "And on that night of the Jack the Ripper investigation when you revealed your true form I was astonished by your flaming redness. Such a delicacy you appeared to be. You know the history between grim reapers and demons Grell…" His eloquent voice trailed off…

Of course Grell knew the history; she knew it very well, the eternal struggle between Shinigami and Demons. It is much mistaken when people believe that Angels and Demons are in a constant war, but in fact it is the Reapers and the Demons who are the real ones on the battlefield. Growing up in the reaper world Grell was always told that Demons were bad…but within her she always…never understood why… she was fascinated by them and when she became older and aware of her orientation it was really true that she did find the creatures very, very enticing…

She snapped back into the moment

"And all I wanted was the taste of your blood" the demon chuckled evilly. A reason that there was such a struggle between demons and reapers was because of the fact that reapers not only reaped souls but their blood tasted of them. Reapers were in danger from demons because their blood was far more delicious than a single soul; it sated the demons longer and gave them more power. And what is even more taboo that preforming conjugal activities with a demon would allow the demon to absorb the reapers power thus weakening them. It was often seen that demon would take a reaper drink their blood until they were spent and rape them for the benefits of their souls. It was a dangerous life for a reaper. But to give oneself freely to a demon is most frowned upon, in Shinigami society. And for a demon to take a reaper is perfectly acceptable…as long as it is a slave. "Grell," He continued "are you listening."

"You Love me…" the reaper swooned.

The demon blinked and stared at the reaper. He could never say those words. "No, I do not have a heart. " Grell looked at him and put her hand on the demon's chest as if looking for a pulse, but instead all he could feel was a purr echo from the demons chest through his entire body. Grell looked up.

"Kiss me then…you don't have to love me then just "Love" me." She moved into kiss her demon prince.

"As you wish." He leant down and kissed the red head. Never has there been so much passion in one single person. So much fire in a soul that is not even human, but how could it ever be. The fire in the reaper's soul was far too powerful it could not be contained by a human's suit it had to be a reaper!

"Ahhn Sebas-chaan!" Grell yelped out between panting breaths. Tugging at the demons hair holding his head close to her own. She shut her eyes tight preparing herself for more pain. 'How could something so beautiful be so painful' she thought between the demons thrusts. The demon covered her mouth with his hand.

"Be quiet!" He said not wavering in his voice at all "Someone might hear. And also I thought by now you could end the stupid pet names." His eyes flared pink down at the shinigami below him "Open your eyes and look at me! "He ordered. After years of being ordered around he was finally in control. Grell's eyes shot open. "Hnn…" She whimpered.

This pleasurable moment she had been waiting for ever since she met the demon. This intoxication she sucked in at this feeling of skin against skin. There was nothing between the two of them now, no clothing, no contracts, only desire, and the desire to spend all of their energy on this one goal: Pleasure. He had such poetry in his voice. Every word, between every breath and every sigh was music to the shinigami ears. Blind in the dark they touched each other, giving oneself to the other as if this was the last night of their existence. Soul to soul, they melted within each other's arms. Cloaked under the night with nothing to suppress these two beings contorted on the servants bed as his master slept unknowingly of the sins being committed in the other area of the mansion.

. She was spent. She knew she was so close now. And yet she never wanted this night to end…never wanted it to end…never…

"Sebastian!"

"Will!" Grell looked up into her boss's eyes as he held her to the wall. It had been a few months since she began her relationship with the demon. "W-what are you doing!?" The dark haired reaper leered over her, pressing her against the wall in his office.

"I brought you in here because I knew I smelled that demon on you." The man growled at her. "Why do you always have to cause me trouble?" She sighed and released her less angry than usual. Grell looked confusedly at him as he walked back to his desk and sat in the chair shuffling through files, including the file that the Grim Reaper's had on the demon. "I should have done this sooner."

"Eh…Will, what are you going on about." Grell walked up to the desk to see what will was looking at, but before she could, Will tucked it into a desk drawer. Will looked up and his eyes flashed with anger but it wasn't…it looked more like betrayal! 'What' she thought 'why would Will… huh! –'He kissed her! "Will!" She pushed back "What the He-! "

"I love you Grell." Will looked away and blushed "I always have, for years now I have tried to hide it but…you left a mark on me that I could not …" He trailed off unable to continue his thoughts. Will was usually so composed and now he was at a loss at words! This was a morning filled with unusual actions by Mr. Spears. "Grell that demon is just using you for power. You know deep within you that is true!"

' To think of it', Grell paced her mind. 'Sebastian never said he loved me…no matter how much I begged him to.' She shook her head "No it can't – it can't be!" She pushed Will away again and turned towards the door. "He…he can't be just he couldn't be … using me… I love him – "

"That may be but it is only one sided. Grell, listen to reason. You know the nature of those beasts. They deceive though they cannot lie. He is not telling you he loves you because he can't!" He opened up his arms welcoming the tear streaked Grell to come to him for comfort. "Can you love the man who admits his love for you?"

Grell nodded and went to Will and held him in a close sobbing embrace. He sobs were loud and very unladylike. After they were abated she mustered up the ability to speak. "But I have to tell him"

She walked up to the manor and knocked on the front door. A knot had made a home within her stomach, fearing having to tell him of her choice. The door opened and Sebastian was there with a smirk lined on his face. "Oh Grell it has been a while since you had come…why didn't you use the back door as I had told you befor-" His eyes met William's, the smirk fell into a scowl and his gaze narrowed with contempt at the dark haired reaper "What is he doing here?"

"Se- Sebastian." She could not look in the eye. She was not going to elongate the moment. "Good bye!" She ran swiftly back to the arms of the other reaper. Her red coat that had been stolen of the corpse of her former mistress fluttered in the wake of her movement. Sebastian looked at the dark reaper with a face unemotional and unmoving, though his mind was filled with disbelief and true heart break. The dark shinigami looked back with a smirk that was filled with arrogance and the feeling that he had won over the demon. He placed his harm around Grell and with his scythe opened up a portal back to the Reaper Realm. Grell never saw him again…until that morning…

"I regret it all…" She sighed as she finished her expulsion of memories. A rustle in the bushed around her caused her to snap back to reality. "Huh!?" he voice wondering if it was a person watching her or an animal. It was silly of her to have been afraid though, for that split second. She was an all-powerful Grim reaper. Though she was demoted many a time, her little death scythe could still end anything's time on the earth. She slowly lowered her hand to her now extremely small, belt attached, death scythe, and ready to slice whoever or whatever came her way.

"Grell Sutcliff." The voice presented itself, familiar and resentful.

"What do you want William…?" She no longer carried a voice of amusement with this man.

"What are you doing out in this weather" he came over to her and wrapped her in his arms, semi-roughly. "You'll catch your death-"

"We can't die William." She said in a clipped tone, obviously not amused. She pushed Will's arms away and stood, walking away from the man that had held her heart so strongly for years, until he showed his true colors.

Will lowered his hands "Ha…Right, Well onto other business, this whole delusion you are going through, Sutcliffe is naïve."

"What the Hell are you going on about-"

"I am going on about is the fact that you are chasing after this demon, a creature you know are kind despises. You know our kind, not only was created to collect souls but to defend them from those scum from Hell! Not only is that the problem, but as you go gallivanting after that damn demon, you fail to realize that you are with me! You are mine Grell Sutcliff!"

"A relationship I no longer consent to." She has turned her back to him. Her arms crossed.

He smirked at the reaper and walked up behind her. His fingers lacing sensually around her shirt collar, playing with the buttons as he sniffed the intoxicating scent of her read hair. "Heh. You do consent. Either that or you wouldn't be writhing in my bed sheets each night screaming my name-"

She pushed herself free from William, turning on her heel to face him, flames dancing in her eyes. "A NAME I RESENT AND HATE! Your mass killing of our 'enemy' is going to put the fun out of the job."

"Work is not supposed to be fun."

"The thrill!"

"Thrill?" He laughed as he pushed up his glasses. His green eyes mere slits on his face staring at her menacingly and full of "hunger". "You cannot be content with normalcy, Protocol. No. You must endanger everything that I have worked for, everything our kind has worked for, for your taboo desires!"

"I can't believe I ever thought I loved you…" she was solemn and quiet, but in her heart she could feel the last strings of affection for the reaper tearing apart. She had left Sebastian a second time, and he would never want her back after that. Oh that night! Her mind trailed away from her present situation. If only she could have that night once more. Sebastian's movement and finesse, His eloquence as he uttered only what she could imagine as poetry into her ears as he ravished her body. His lips, Oh! His lips were as cold as ice working up and down her body until they reached her lips. A fire deep within her burned and singed her-

"Grell." Will's voice snapped her out of her thoughts again as it often did. She gazed back at him, the memory fading from her eyes. He snarled at her, losing his patience for the blood red shinigami. He came closer to her once more and held her to him. Though from a distance this could be seen as a romantic embrace, But, Mr. Spears was in fact pulling her long crimson locks, but surprisingly not pulling each follicle out of her scalp. He was angry with her fiery passion, the fact that he could not douse those flames, and he was heartbroken that he had lost this person, especially to the likes of a demon.

"The Battle is on Sutcliffe… hopefully you choose the right side…"

With those words and the last bits of compassion that the black haired Grim reaper had for Grell, he released his grim on her hair and kissed her lightly on the forehead. William T. Spears had left the area that Grell occupied as quickly as he had come, Leaving Grell alone with her memories once more.

A/N: I have to say SO SO SO SOOOOOOORRRRRRYYYYYYYYY for making all of you wait so long for this chapter! *shame* I have no excuse for not updating, but I have the next chapter also almost ready for posting, so just bear with me. Thank you so much for reading! Sorry for the delay.