The time has come. A very important time for every new Shinigami.
It was my exam.
I looked at the information folder in my left hand, memorizing the features of the human in the picture.
"Hannuel Davis. Age 34. Married 7 years and makes a living as a tailor. Cause of death: Run over by a carriage. February 12, 7:35 P.M." My partner for the exam, Carter Hans, took no interest in the vital information. My eyes scanned the large clock tower. 2 minutes until it was time. I closed the folder, looking at the small scythe given to both of us for the exam. My grip was tight and my eye locked on the target exiting the Tailor shop below. The sound of beating horse hooves and yelling was rounding the corner. The clock struck and an audible thump and screams were heard.
"Let's go." The drop to the frosty ground was small and the target lay in the snow, panting and tainting the white a blooming red. I knelt down as he was heaving and gasping for help but all he got was my hand scythe in his chest. His Cinematic Record bloomed before my eyes, showing he married his first love and lived a happy life. However, his soul was to be collected.
"Congratulations on your passing, Samuel Bishop." Will-senpai shook my hand and nodded in satisfaction.
"Go to the Eye Glass Wing and collect your new glasses and Death Scythe-" The door opened non-too-gently, interrupting my elder.
"Will~ why do you keep giving me paperwork! I want to go see Sebby!" The redhead whined.
"Grell Sutcliff, you have more important things to do than to go see that demon." His eyes narrowed and pushed up his glasses, "If you're so tired of paperwork, please take Samuel Bishop to the eye Glass Wing for his new glasses and Death Scythe." And with that, both I and Grell-senpai were pushed out of Will-senpai's office, the door shut at our faces.
The redhead head huffed and looked down at me, "So you passed your exam then?" I nodded and started following him to the Eye Glass Wing.
"I remember mine. Will and I were partnered up~" From there he started cooing and sighing about the memory. I thought about something though.
"Senpai," I snapped him out of his little world and he looked back at me with a small frown, "Will-senpai said something about a demon. Are you acquainted with one?" At that, Grell-senpai gave a toothy grin and a pink tint was on his cheeks.
"Ah~ that's Sebby~ He's a demon but he's a butler for an Earl in the human world." He informed me, "He's so rough and perfect and oh my~ his eyes~" He started ranting on about this "Sebby" when my own mind was circling. A demon butler? And a butler for an earl at that. I had heard that demons make contracts with humans in exchange for their souls when the contract is fulfilled. So this "Sebby" demon must have a contract and took the form of a butler is what I concluded. In the time Grell-senpai was ranting and I was thinking, we reached our destination.
"Choose any pair you wish." I looked at each pair on the shelves, finding it very hard to choose between all of them. My green and yellow eyes stopped on a pair of silver metal frame glasses. The thin frame was perfectly new and my heart thumped.
"Do you choose these?" The Glasses keeper asked me. I snapped out of my little haze and nodded. After some eye exams, I slipped on my new custom silver glasses.
"Let's go get your Death Scythe so I can go see Sebby~" The redhead grabbed arm and practically dragged me out of the glasses wing to the Death Scythe ward.
"Wow…there's so many…" I muttered, taking in each one before me.
"After you choose, you're going to have one final test." The Death Scythe keeper told me in a monotone voice. Grell-senpai crossed his arms impatiently as I kept browsing. That was until a Death Scythe had captured my heart like my new glasses. A long double-sided axe that was my, if not taller, height. Both of my hands gripped it and lifted it off the counter. It was light and along the staff read "Death Scythe".
"I choose this one." Grell clapped his hands, praising me for my excellent taste but bragged about his own Death Scythe. The weapon's keeper nodded and led me to another room. It was a vast white room and I could see a window to a higher separate room where Grell and another Shinigami were watching.
"This is a test to see your skill with your new Death Scythe." The voice echoed and several human-like forms appeared, "These forms will attack without mercy. Good luck."
They all charged and I went with instinct. I swung my Death Scythe, slashing a form and spun around with my axe gleaming and the form's blood displaying all over the once gleaming white floors. I arched my back, the axe up high ready for another slash. Everything seemed like it was in slow motion. The swing curved and I felt as if I were in a dance, each step with grace and each slash without flaw. The blood tainted my white hair, giving a red highlight affect. More forms appeared and my dance continued without trouble. Each form fell and I stood there, panting to catch my breath, blood smeared on my person and even on my glasses and painted my Death Scythe.
"That was gorgeous~!" I was practically knocked on my feet when Grell-senpai hug attacked me, "That was such a glorious performance! All that blood flying and each slash was brilliant~!" The redhead spazzed. What was with this guy and red? I wiped my blood-stained cheek with the back of my hand, smearing even more. A bath was needed, that much was obvious. Out of the corner of my eye, Ronald was standing by Will-senpai with that smirk of his. I turned away from him and headed to my living quarters with Grell-senpai tailing behind me.
"Ah~ I'm so happy I got Will to let me be your mentor~" Grell-senpai sung outside the door to my washroom. I stripped off my blood stained suit and slipped off my glasses. Stepping into the hot steaming bath proved an excellent sense of relief for me.
"Once you're done with your bath, I'll introduce you to my Sebby~" He said from the other side. I could practically see his toothy grin at the mention of the demon's name. I raked my thin fingers through my damp hair, the dried blood coming out with the help of the soap. I stepped out of the now pink lukewarm water, wrapping myself with a soft towel. Dropping the towel, I slipped on my underwear(coughcoughboxerscoughcough) and wrapped the cloth binding around my small breasts. I took the crisp clean white collared shirt next, slipping my arms through the sleeves and buttoning each one by one. My black slacks followed but I sighed as I noticed they were more fitting than my others. Right, this pair shrunk a little in the wash. They still fit perfectly; they just showed the obvious shape of my legs. I knew I should have thrown them away.
I clicked my tongue in aggravation and tucked my shirt in as I could hear Grell-senpai's impatient foot tapping.
"I'll just be a few more minutes, senpai," I called out as I fixed my tie and slipped on my coat. My fingers grasped the cold frame of my glasses and I wiped the blood off of them until they were clean. Pushing them up on the bridge of my nose, I stepped out to see my senpai making himself comfortable on my bed.
"Sam, I took the liberty of throwing out your old shoes," I stared at him, my eye twitching.
"And why would you do that, senpai?" I questioned, ready to summon my Death Scythe to murder the redhead.
"Cause they were so bland and I got you new ones!" He threw a box to me and I caught it, a little surprised. I lifted the lid to see a pair of leather ankle high-heeled boots. I shrugged and took them out, sitting on my bedside to put them on. They were surprisingly comfortable and the heel wasn't too high and it wasn't the thin type that I would have stumbled and face planted in. I stood up to walk a bit in my new shoes. A perfect fit. Grell-senpai coughed and crossed his arms. I raised an eyebrow at him until it clicked.
"Ah, thank you for your generosity, Grell-senpai." He grinned and hooked his arm with mine.
"Now let's go see Se-bas-chan~!" He sang all too happily as I felt a throbbing head ache coming on. Whoever this demon was, he must be really good at tolerating people like the redhead pulling me like a rag doll.
When I opened my eyes to the country side of England, I saw no sign of the redhead.
"Senpai?" I called out. I tried again, "Grell-senpai!" No response. I huffed and started walking to nowhere in particular along the dirt path with a river flowing at the bottom of the small hill. He must have rushed off without bothering to wait for me. The town shouldn't be far if I could guess. The sound of a cart along the rickety dirt path caught my ears. I turned to see a mule-drawn cart with a driver dressed head to toe in dark robes and long grey hair that covered his eyes as he had a grin plastered on his face.
Noticing my presence at the road side, the cart stopped and the stranger let out was I could only guess was a laugh.
"Ihihihi~ Do you need a ride into town, young one~?" That grin seemed to grow at this. I raised an eyebrow at this fellow but I don't know when I'd get an offer for a ride since I didn't know exactly where to go. I nodded and hopped into the back where there lied boxes, no. They were…coffins.