So sorry for the wait! Thank you for your reviews and patience! Here's chapter 10!
10
Rosie wouldn't sleep that night out of fear that Grell would come in and try to hurt her. Her mind wandered as rolled onto her side. The train of thought derailed as Grell knocked.
"Rosie?" Grell timidly knocked. "It's me. I'm coming in, darling." Rosie swiftly closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep as the door opened. There was a pause, then the weight on the bed shifted. "Rosie?" Darling, I just wanted to say I'm so, so sorry for the way I acted earlier." Grell placed an arm on Rosie's waist. "I know I scared, but, I was just hurt that you wanted to leave me." He paused. "You can still leave me if you want, but I'll always love you." Rosie felt Grell gently kiss her hair. "Sweet dreams, princess." The weight on in the bed shifted again and Grell left, taking another glance at Rosie.
"Miss Eason." Rosie looked up at Mr. M. "Please stay after class. There is something I'd like to discuss with you." Rosie nodded.
"Yes, sir?" Rosie approached Mr. M's desk after everyone had left.
"I would like you to stay after class for all of next week." Mr. M explained. "You have some missing assignments I'd like you to catch up on."
"Okay." Rosie nodded. "Do I start today?"
"I'd rather you start on Monday." Mr. M hesitantly spoke.
"Alright." Rosie walked back to her desk, brushing off Mr. M's odd behavior, and grabbed her backpack. "See you, Monday, then."
It was Friday and Rosie was doing her homework, as she had already finished the missing work. About halfway through a page of Geometry, Rosie noticed that Mr. M was staring at her. Not just in the "general direction" thing, mind you.
"Sir?" Rosie looked up. "Is something wrong?"
"Oh," Mr. M sounded like he had come out of a trance. "It's nothing. Why don't you go now."
"Alright…" Rosie was hesitant at her teacher's odd behavior. "See you Monday."
"Rosie?" Grell opened the door to Rosie's room. "We need to talk."
"Oh boy." Rosie grimaced, pausing the game. "What's up?" she asked, sitting on the bed next to Grell.
"Darling, you know I love you, right?" Grell asked.
"Yeah." Rosie nodded.
"What have you been doing with Sebastian?" Grell gasped rather sharply.
"Whoa, who's that?" Rosie blinked, surprised at Grell's behavior.
"I believe you call him 'Mr. M'."
"Wh-What?" Rosie yelped, realizing what Grell was thinking. "Oh God! No! I've just been doing some missing work for him. That's all, I swear!" Grell put on a calmer façade, but knew he'd have to confront Sebastian later. "Jeez," Rosie playfully frowned. "Have more faith in me!"
"Alright, then." Grell smiled, wrapping his arms around Rosie's shoulders. He gently kissed the top of her hair. "I love you."
"I love you too." Rosie smiled, softly nuzzling Grell's chest.
That night, the doorbell rang. As it was only nine twenty three, Rosie answered the door.
"Hey," she blinked. "You're that new kid."
"Yes." Ciel nodded. "I need you to come with me. I know where your butler is." Rosie paused, wondering how Ciel knew that Grell was gone, then nodded.
"You'd better now be lying." She warned. As they walked down the dimly lit street, Rosie heard the sound of a chainsaw revving and Grell yelling at someone.
"She's mine!" Grell yelled. "You stay away from her!" Rosie ran ahead of Ciel towards the sound. She gasped as she saw a man with ridiculously red hair fighting Mr. M. The man held a chainsaw while Mr. M had… butter knives. 'Who the fluff fights with butter knives?' Rosie thought. 'Weirdo.' Despite these out of place thoughts, something told Rosie that this red-head was actually Grell.
"Grell!" Rosie screamed. The red-head turned his head and looked at Rosie with wide eyes.
"Rosie?" Rosie's suspicions were confirmed: This man was Grell. Grell yelped in pain as a knife scraped his cheek and landed between the blades of the chainsaw, jamming it.
"Shit!" Rosie swore, running over to Grell as Mr. M advanced towards him. "Leave him alone!"
"Miss Eason." Mr. M held a dangerous tone. "Please step aside."
"Make me!" Rosie protested, digging her heels into the ground. Mr. M frowned and raised the knives.
"Sebastian!" Ciel's eyes glowed a sickly pink. "Don't you dare hurt her!" Mr. M lowered his arm and bowed hesitantly to Ciel.
"As you wish." Rosie turned to Grell, ignoring the other two.
"Are you okay?" She asked, kneeling next to the Reaper.
"I'm fine, love." Grell smiled, getting up as Rosie stood. "Let's go home."
"Not yet." Rosie frowned. "Why were you fighting Mr. M and why do you look like that?"
"This is my true form, dear." Grell explained. "And 'Mr. M' is actually a demon."
"A demon?" Rosie grinned skeptically. "Get real!"
"It's true!" Grell protested. "He wants your soul!"
"Oh does he?" Rosie smirked, turned to Sebastian and Ciel. "Explain the thing!"
"Yes," Sebastian nodded. "What Grell says is true. I do desire your soul."
"Well, sucks for you!" Rosie growled. "Because my soul is not up for auction!" Grell frowned, noticing the dark aura that surrounded Sebastian as Rosie ranted on. "And even more stupid is how you-
"Okay, Rosie." Grell placed his hand on her shoulder. "Time to go home."
"Hey, wait!" Rosie protested as Grell lifted her. "I'm not done yet!"
"Tata, Sebastian." Grell waved as he quickly left with Rosie in his arms.
A/N: Sorry for the wait! Hope you enjoyed and sorry if the ending seemed rushed. I lost the paper with the ending for this chapter on it, so I had to improvise. (Also, happy birthday to AlfredKisaKirk!)