I STILL don't own Kuroshitsuji. (If I did, Grell would have been a woman. It would have saved him a lot of trouble.)
Lizzie was dropped off at her own home before the others continued into town. Sebastian pulled a few stores away from the crime scene, where several citizens and police officers were gathered. Everyone immediately parted in order to make a pathway for the head of the Phantomhive family and his butler. A few people recognized Lydia and all that went with her title, so they made way for her as well.
"I'd like for you to keep my lady company. I feel that only my butler and I are necessary for the further investigation of this scene," the earl said to some officers, making eye contact with Lydia, giving her a chance to object. The girl nodded slightly, letting Ciel know that she was more than willing to stay. "Do take good care of her," Ciel advised the uniformed men on either side of Lydia, a small trace of annoyance in his voice. Lydia giggled quietly to herself at seeing how much the boy cared for her.
"My Lord, stay here for a moment, please," Sebastian suggested, sensing the presence of another creature after a bit of walking. Turning a corner he was tackled to the ground by a red-clad man. "Oh, Bassy!" he heard just before he hit the ground. "Grell," the butler acknowledged. "how nice of you to drop by like this." Sebastian promptly shoved Grell from his body after the comment, sending the gender-confused shinigami flying.
"I knew this was your doing all along!" Ciel shouted from beside Sebastian, eyeing Grell with a face that said, "You know, you're dumber than you look. And you look pretty stupid."
"Oh, did you now earl? And just how did you figure it out?" Grell questioned. "It wasn't all that difficult. Once someone described the level of gore and blood that went into the murders, I knew it was you," Ciel answered, taking a step forward, as if he could really do something to hurt the Shinigami. "Well well, it seems you two know me better than I know myself. And that's why I love you, Bassy!" Grell said, attempting to get a chance to grope at Sebastian, but instead was kicked in the stomach by the other man's long, talented legs.
"You don't have to be so rough you know. I am a lady after all!" the redhead teased. "Yeah, sure," Ciel mumbled under his breath, hoping Grell didn't hear.
"But, all things aside, I'm only doing my job, Earl."
"What do you mean? All of those noblemen couldn't have been on your list!" Sebastian countered.
"I'm not supposed to do this, but come. See for yourself," Grell invited the two over, and sure enough, all of the names of the noblemen and women who were recently murdered were on the list. Ciel still found it suspicious, but decided to question the man further once he was a little farther away from him. "What about this man, right here?" the earl asked, pointing to the name of Lydia's father, Thomas Amadeus Francis. "Oh, that man?" Grell asked, closing the book and almost catching the boy's nose in it in doing so. "I... have no idea. When his carriage crashed all those nights ago I was supposed to take him and his daughter. It seems the girl got away. But I did get the man and his driver! But they've escaped..." Grell hung his head in shame. "And on top of that, I've been demoted to these scissors again!" he added, holding up the almost useless tools for proof. Sebastian pulled his master away from the slightly unstable man, so as to keep him safe from the scissors.
"If you were only taking their souls then who's kidnapping the people?" Ciel asked. "That's an easy one! I am!" the reaper admitted gleefully. "I just love a good show! You see, we shinigami need to do things like this to make humans suspect each other and not us." Ciel rolled his eyes at the answer but in the end he told himself that it made sense. "But all those names. How do we know you didn't just leisurely add them to your list to make it look like they should have been dead all along?"
"You don't! Now, this has been a fun chat, but I must be on my way!" as Grell ran Sebstian started after him. "Sebastian... don't. We have what we came for, let's go." "Yes, My Lord." Ciel and his butler emerged from the scene later, Ciel caught a glimpse of Lydia's hopeful eyes and clasped hands, as if she were previously in the middle of a prayer. Averting his eyes, the boy spoke to an officer about his findings, being careful not to mention their encounter with Grell of course. Soon Lydia walked toward the boy, taking his hand in hers, sensing his distress. Surprised, Ciel looked at her but said nothing. Instead he gave the girl's hand a gentle squeeze, acknowledging her effort to comfort him with the crowd present.
"I'm afraid that's all we found. I'll be leaving now," the boy said, walking back to the carriage, noticing the absence of his butler. "Seabastian!"
"I'm sorry my lord. But... these kittens," Sebastian pleaded, gesturing to a group of 3 kittens near a dress shop. "Leave them!" Ciel commanded. "Yes, My Lord," Sebastian obliged, helping the two children into the carriage, his mouth in a perfect frown.
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