So yay! I'm making definite progress with this fanfic, and I'm overly excited about it. Thanks for the two reviews I've gotten!

Sorry for late updates x.x

I also got my Sebastian cos play in recently, so I'm jumping for joy at that as well!

-Darkie

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Grell laid in the coffin beside Undertaker, trying to get in a comfortable position. Undertaker had already fallen asleep, and Grell had noticed that even in his sleep, Undertaker had his trademark smile plastered on his face. After a few moments of adjusting, the red head finally found a semi-comfortable position to lay in. His head was on the elders chest, and he closed his eyes. The two had done nothing more but kissed, and Undertaker had insisted that Grell stay the night since it was already so late. Grell snuggled against the sliver haired man, and after a moment or two, he drifted off to sleep.

Grell awoke, being shaken a bit. He pushed off the hand that was shaking him aggervatedly and rubbed his eyes. He grumbled and snuggled against the side of the coffin. "Five more minutes Will.." Grell heard a giggle from the person beside him, and his eyes flew open, remembering where he was. Grell rubbed his head and sat up. "Oh Damn, I'm so late! Sorry Unny, I have to-" Grell tried to get out of the coffin, but Undertaker stopped him.

Undertaker pulled Grell back and continued to giggle. "You'll be thirty minutes early if you leave now kehehe." The elder wrapped his arms around the red head and ran a hand through his hair. "I just woke you up early so you wouldn't have to leave in such a rush.." Undertaker ran a nail down Grell's back, and chuckled when the red reaper shivered. "Looks like I've found your weak spot,hmm?" Undertaker let Grell go, the coffin shaking from his laughter after seeing Grell's deep blush.

Grell climbed out of the shaking coffin and rand a hand through his hair. "Yes, well, thank you for the hospitality, but I really have to go..Ive got to fix my hair before work, and if I'm late again Will-" Grell stopped and looked at Undertaker, who had quit laughing and now had an annoyed look on his face. Grell put a hand on his hip and smiled. "What's with the pouty face?" Grell wrapped his arms around the elder and nuzzled his neck, causing the elder to smile a bit.

Undertaker took a nail and ran it across Grell's jawline, getting a satisfying shiver from the red reaper. "It's just upsetting." He kissed the crown of Grell's head. "To see you worry so much after those who do not care for you. You should stand up for yourself once in a while m'lady, show them the true meaning of the saying 'Hell hath no fury like a woman's scorn'." Undertaker began to kiss lower, allowing his tongue to run along the shell of Grell's ear. "It pisses me off to see you being hurt by them.." Undertakers voice had become darker as he snipped at the red heads neck. Grell's hair turned a deep shade of red as he pulled away from the silver haired man.

"Oh Unny darling, I would love to stay and let you kiss me all over!" Grell giggled as Undertaker drew him in again, ticking Grell's neck as he lightly brushed his lips against the ivory skin. "But if I don't leave soon, William will only get pissy, and use that damn scythe of his to snip at me!" Grell yelped as he earned a possessive snip from the elder.

"I'm the only one allowed to snip at you." The elder giggled. "And if William tries, I just might have to punish him!"

Grell smiled, wondering if The Undertaker was only joking, or if under those silver bangs were cruel eyes that promised pain. Grell giggled at him and buttoned up his collar, trying to hide the fresh love bites that the Undertaker had given him. "Ill be sure to tell you if he does!" Grell sighed and looked outside. "I really should be going, at this rate, I won't have any time to get ready!" Grell looked at Undertaker over his shoulder and winked. "But I'll be sure to come by later on tonight!" The red heads lips pursed into a pout. "That is, unless you don't want me to come back." Grell batted his lashes, and Undertaker could have sworn he saw the same face on a begging puppy at some point.

Undertaker let out a short laugh. "Kehehe..Of course M'Love..what man wouldn't want to be seen with a lady as beautiful as yourself?"

Grell's blush deepened and he purred softly. "And what lady wouldn't want to be with a man as dashing and charming as yourself!" Grell wiggled happily, and flung his arms around Undertaker, kissing the corner of his mouth. "But I really MUST be going! I'll see you later, Unny dear!" And with that, the red reaper made his way to the Shinigami realm, stopping by his apartment and prettying himself up before bounding happily to the dispatch, feeling happier than he had felt in a long time.

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William's brow twitched in irritation. His plan had been so flawless, what could have possibly gone wrong? He had picked out his words carefully, only choosing the ones that would cause the deepest wounds. He had seen it, the hurt in the reapers eyes as William told the reaper how worthless he was. And yet, Grell was here, His smile as big as ever, and he was so happy. It irritated William to hell and back to see Grell so happy. Will took a glance at Grell, who was happily chattering away to Knox. Will scoffed and made his way into his office, shutting the door rather hard behind him. The raven haired reaper sat down behind his desk and sighed, the annoying image of Grell's happy face plastered to the back of his eyelids. 'What the hell made him so happy so fast?' he pondered to himself, then gritting his teeth in irritation at the new thought that burned into his mind. 'Or more importantly, WHO has made him so happy. ' Certainly, it had to be a persons doing. After all, Grell was always depressed the day after Williams harsh lectures. 'But why should I care?' Will thought to himself, resting his head in his hands.

'Because he is mine.'

Williams head snapped up, angered by the thought. True, William looked after Grell, but that was because William was his superior. No other reasons but that.

Right?

William slammed his fist down on the desk in anger as the conflicting emotions and thoughts raced in his mind. 'Grell is MINE, he isn't allowed to have anyone else make him happy, I'm the only one allowed to make him feel anything!'

'But he's annoying, if another takes him, that will be a weight lifted from my shoulders.'

'I will not allow someone to steal something that is mine, and mine alone.'

'But is he really mine?..'

'Of course he is, I am his superior, the only one allowed to touch him, I'll be damned before I let another lay hands on MY reaper.'

William laid is head on his desk with an agitated groan. He didn't want Grell, but the thought of someone else having him pissed him off to no end. William would find the source of his happiness and exterminate it, leaving only William. 'He is mine, after all.'

William got up and left the office, looking for Sutcliff. It was time to get to the bottom of this.