The following morning, William woke earlier than usual to check on his redheaded subordinate. He walked closer to the other and looked at him, not quite surprised that he remained in the same position as when William had left him the night before. Even if Grell had wanted to move during the night, the injury from the death scythe would still be quite painful, until it did heal all the way, how it should. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the bandages and other things that adorned the redhead's body before reaching out and brushing away a few strands of hair from the other's back so he could examine the more serious wound where the death scythe had been brought. He sighed, shaking his head. "You're lucky that you're still among the living, Sutcliff. I told you that something like this would happen, but you didn't listen." He muttered, standing. He got a piece of paper out andwrote a few things on it before putting it close to Grell along with painkillers. He had a feeling the other would need them.

After he had finished that, he had one last thing on his agenda and that was to find out why. He grabbed his own death scythe and teleported himself out of the reaper realm and to the human realm. He knew where to go and soon found himself outside of the Phantomhive manor. He went to the door and knocked, waiting for an answer. He didn't have to wait long before the man he needed to talk to was present. "May I have a few words, /demon/?" He asked, crossing his arms.

Sebastian rose a brow before stepping outside and looking at the reaper. "What do you want, reaper?"

William narrowed his eyes. "What were you thinking? Attacking a reaper and knowing the consequences?"

Sebastian gave a laugh. "I was ordered by my master to kill him. Even you would agree that red haired menace needs to be gotten rid of, after all, he is the only one whom doesn't listen to rules and order. I'm sure you'd kill him if you had the chance. End his existence."

William shook his head. "No. Despite his failures, he is a valuable part of the London Division of reapers." He replied, snorting. "I want you to stay away from him. Because of you, there's a possibility he wouldn't be the same or he wouldn't be able to do things properly."

Sebastian chuckled. "You know he can't avoid me, Reaper. Perhaps next time, I'll just snap his neck. That should do it and if not, your dear Grell would likely never walk again. It would work in your favor after all, since he isn't reliable."

William narrowed his eyes as he pulled out his Death Scythe. "You touch him and I will see personally that you regret it."

Sebastian smirked. "I see I've hit a nerve, didn't I, Spears?" He asked, looking away as a bell rung. "Oh dear, it appears our time has to be cut short, my master needs me." He said, glancing back at William.

William rose a brow, but didn't launch his Scythe for the moment. "Remember what I said, Demon." He muttered, angrily then left the premises.

Once he was away from the Phantomhive manor, he shook his head."Damn it, Grell. Why do you have to be so hung up over someone who just wants you killed?" He said to himself before opening a portal and leaving the human realm behind, entering the shinigami realm. He headed towards the dispatch to gather various paperwork. While he was doing that, he looked around and waited to let their fellow workers know. He looked up when he heard footsteps from behind him, then turned and faced the blonde reaper, Ronald Knox. "What is it, Knox?"

Ronald looked at his elder before speaking. "Just wondering if you've seen Sutcliff-Senpai anywhere. He hasn't been in in awhile, I'm getting worried."

William looked over to Ronald before shrugging. "He's at my place for now, until he awakens. I found him outside covered in his own blood, and he had suffered an injury that may not heal properly."

Ronald blinked. "What do you mean?"

William sighed. "It means Sutcliff took a hit from his own Death Scythe and is lucky he is even alive." He answered, narrowing his eyes some. "I have to get these papers and go back home where I can keep an eye on him."

"Oh boy." Was all Ronald said as he left, wanting to finish up so he didn't have to deal with overtime yet again.

After awhile, William had gathered what he needed then left to his own home, wanting to make sure the redhead was still alive. He got to his apartment and let himself in, closing the door behind himself. He set the papers on the table then tilted his head as he heard a somewhat soft sobbing sound. He sighed then went down the hall and to the room where he had placed him. "You shouldn't cry like that, it's not ladylike." He said as he walked over towards the redhead and sat on the edge of the bed, watching as the other kept his head down in his arms, only looking up when William had entered.

Grell lifted his head slightly to see William better, his glasses dangling slightly. "It hurts, Will. More than I have ever imagined it would." He whimpered as a few tears fell from his eyes. He could handle a lot of pain and abuse, but this was something else altogether and he didn't like it.

"I know it hurts and it will for sometime." William answered, keeping his gaze on the other before reaching out to wipw the redhead's tears away. "Just rest. You won't be stuck with overtime this time."

Grell gave a soft snort before shifting to lay on his side, having grown annoyed with being on his stomach. ""I believe this pain is punishment enough." He muttered, looking away a bit. "I think it best I avoid that demon now." He whispered then looked over to Will. "Are you going to stay?"

"Well, yes, but I've work to do and you need your rest so that wound would heal." He said then noticed the slightly silence. He looked over to Grell and sighed seeing that he had passed out once more. He shook his head then got up, covering the other male then left to get started with his paperwork.