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Chapter 2

His Butler, Reluctant

Sebastian

The morning came too quickly. Unfortunately, Ciel had given him a direct order, and according to the contract, Sebastian could not disobey.

At 6:00, he woke and made Ciel his breakfast. At least his master would have one decent meal today. He woke Ciel at 6:45 for tea and breakfast, at which point, he bid his master good bye. As he did, Ciel mumbled something like 'Sorry.'

Then, the dreaded hour 7:00 came.

"I Am Here For My Beloved Sebas-Channnnnnnn!" Sebastian gazed at the clock in the foyer as he went to go answer the front door. 7:00 exactly. Apparently Grell wanted to waste none of his time with Sebastian. He opened the door and the reaper flew at him. Sebastian ducked to the left, and Grell went sprawling into the foyer, catching himself before he fell. Sighing, Sebastian walked out of the manor to start his day of torture.

Grell

He followed his butler-for-a-day out of the manor and closed the door behind him. "Come on Sebby! I have the whole day planned!" He mounted one of the two horses that he had brought for the day. The chestnut horse for him and the black one for his love. "Aren't horse-back rides sooo romantic?" He called to the already mounting Sebastian.

Riding away from the manor, Grell looked over at Sebastian. "Have you had breakfast my love?" Ignoring the last part, Sebastian looked at him seriously. "No master, I do not partake in the meal at the beginning of the day." Grell rolled his eyes. Usual of him to be so stoic. But then again, it was one of the many things he found attractive in the butler.

"Well, well, well, that certainly won't do. I can't have you starting our busy day on an empty stomach." He nipped his horse into a steady trot. "I'll race you!" He yelled over his shoulder.

Grell grimaced when he looked behind him and saw that Sebastian was not following. He really wanted to use this day so they could get to know each other and at the very least, become friends. But if Sebastian kept this up, that wasn't going to happen. He would make him waffles with strawberries…that seemed to cheer people up.

He reached Red Manor about five minutes before Sebastian. He dismounted the horse and skipped up to the door. Grell was about to open it when he noticed the paper stuck to the door with a very lethal looking… butter knife.

From the desk of William T. Spears:

Grell Sutcliff,

Due to the fact that you used your scythe to threaten no less than 5 humans not on the To Die List, including the Earl Ciel Phantomhive, you have been confiscated of your scythe and demoted. Attached is a list specialized to your…erm…skills, of people on the To Die List. Finish them and fill out the proper paperwork by midnight tonight and maybe, you will get your scythe back.

Don't mess up. I've gotten enough overtime work as it is.

William T. Spears

Grell groaned. Will had threatened him with overtime. And the threat of a death god was to be considered as more of a promise.

Sebastian

He reached Red Manor, previous home to Madame Red, and saw Grell doing something unusual. He was banging his head on the door to the manor, a knife wedged in the wood, holding a file. Thinking, he had forgotten his key, Sebastian dismounted and walked over to the distressed reaper. "Master?" Grell handed him the letter and looked seriously at him. "Just call me Grell, Sebastian."

The butler was taken aback. Grell had actually used his real name instead of the stupid pet names…not that he missed them. The red-head went back to banging his head on the door. Sebastian read the letter to himself. When he finished, he almost felt sorry for the reaper. Almost.

Kneeling down, he said, "I will follow your order master Grell. Whatever you wish, I will obey." Grell said nothing but continued to bang his head on the door repeatedly. "My lord?" "They took my customized scythe…" the reaper whined. Sebastian put a gloved hand on the shinigami's shoulder. Whispering lightly in his ear, he said, "Well, then…..we better get it back…"


No! Will! Why must you make Grell work on the one day he gets with Sebby? Well, at least Grell still gets time with the butler...

Don't worry, he doesn't work for the whole story ;)

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~FW17