Cirque la mort. The french is probably entirely incorrect but give a damn do I? Nay, I do not.
So, heads up. This is a GrellxJoker fanfiction set during the Circus ark under the challenge of making it at least halfway cannon with the manga.
Chapters may be short, this author -does- bite, I'm not doing this for criticism or for reviews, I'm doing it just to prove a point- but hopefully you can look past my amateurish writing and enjoy the content nevertheless.
This will be, in the future, a mature fic with explicit yaoi. You have been warned. This was written for my Uke-chan of a Joker cosplayer. D'awwsies. 3
Languid boredom drew the skittish reaper to skulk in the shadows of his sceptical superior. Hands firmly planted on the crown of his head and a suspicious gaze cast peripherally he allowed himself to take the fore, near skipping in his heels – a feat that his superior supposed was one of the more admirable skills that the man had even if he was a perpetual liability and couldn't tie his own laces (probably) – as baggy red coat, its rent at back sewn neatly to a close that you would never be able to see without intense scrutiny, bounced and rustled behind him like a badly kept cape of sorts. Its black ribbon trailed free but the stern elder neglected to inform the other so. Why bother? He was enough of a mess that one more little discrepancy hardly made a difference. "Will~ I can see the gate already, aren't we going to change into costumes? I picked out the perfect outfit for us so that we mat-!" Sharp yelp and conspicuous absence of clicking heels had the man looking upwards to catch sight of the effeminate ripper tumbling onto his face where he'd stepped on his own ribbon. Sigh.
"Firstly, I refuse to wear anything a creature like you might have 'thrown together'. Secondly, you will be doing reconnaissance. If you were the one to join the circus then I'm sure you'll simply show them up too. I'll save them their dignity, as little as humans might have." Glasses shunted with fore and middle finger sharply back to their resting position 'pon bridge of nose as lips smoothed into a signature frown, striding past the spluttering mess of red and black. "Do, hurry up. Unlike you I do like to get assignments in on time and up to a recognisable standard."
"But Will~!" That insipid whine was never destined to die off, though it was a relief when he finally got it into the redhead's thick skull that he wasn't to enter the circus without being in his human form to go –see- the performers. Of course, that is when it all went a little wrong...
Just a prologue. Remember guys, reviews are uneccesary but valued nevertheless. This story is going to be JokerxGrell and will get explicit later on in the story. This is dedicated to ChaiBENTO from and AcidSplat from Anime League's Phantomhive Estate cosplay clan.
