I do not own Kuroshitsuji or D. Grayman. They both go to the respectful owners. This is my second yaoi-ish story because my friend asked me to do this and is slowly turning me into a yaoi fan girl. I am doing this out of impulse and I updating will vary from time to time. I have a Sebastian and Allen thing going on. It would make me happy to see more of this crossover pairing. This will be a slight rewrite of the Kuroshitsuji anime with Allen Walker in it. (Since I lost my manga version and my computer is mean when reading online scans)

WARNINGS- This crossover will contain: Slight AU, mild cursing, dark romance, yaoi, angst, gore, violence, adult situations

PAIRINGS: MAIN: Allen/Sebastian

MINOR: Ciel/Sebas, Brotherly!Allen/Ciel

NOTE: There will be not a slight hint of Yullen in this story. Sorry all you Yullen fan girls, I hate that pairing with a fiery passion.

Enjoy Lords and Ladies

CHAPTER 5: That Butler and Exorcist, Encounters

A record player was playing beautifully tragic opera soundtrack. In a dark, dimly lit room by a single candle. She struggled, being gagged and tied to a wooden chair. How did she get into this mess. He looked like any other man, just another job. Tear's welled up in her eyes, heavily painted over with eye shadow, mascara, and eyeliner. Her blue eyes shut tight in fear as the man's shadow covered her. She felt the man undoing her gag, releasing her mouth. She gasped for breath, thinking it was over. But it wasn't. Far from over.

The prostitute looked up to her captor weakly. He leaned forward with a finger over his mouth. He shushed her, like telling her a secret only she should know of. It was to be a night painted in red.

A horrible downcast casted over London. A day had gone by since the infiltration and arrest of Viscount Druitt. Though guilty of selling girls for occult reasons, he was not the serial killer Jack the Ripper. Rain began to pour over a discarded newspaper headlining, 'Jack the Ripper Strikes Again'

"This isn't the time to be playing chess,' Ciel said.

Madam Red placed her pawn forward."Nothing good comes of overexerting yourself. Why not leave it to Sebastian or Allen?" The Madam asked. Sebastian had his back turned going over observations on the case by his master's orders. Allen making tea for the two aristocrats in the on the coffee table near them.

"They're nothing more than two of my pawns." Ciel answered simply moving another piece forward. "It's me who give the orders and move each of them. However, each of them are not normal pawns." Madam Red blinked, not understanding what her nephew meant. "Allen, for example, is a pawn that can get across the board in a few simple moves. He can crawl through the shadows with his past connections. Sebastian is a pawn that can get across the whole board in one move." Ciel moved his bishop to take out with white queen. The black knight took out the white king in simple move. Each butler seemed unaffected by Ciel's speech.

Madam Red gasped a bit. "Isn't that against the rules?" She asked.

"Yes, if it was a game we were talking about." Ciel folded his hands neatly. He nodded, "However, rules hold no meaning in the real world." The Earl gazed over the chess board. "There will inevitable be knights and bishops who break the rules, and pawns who will disobey orders. If you let your guard down for even an instant, you'll be in checkmate."

The opera singer went for a soprano. The prostitute looked up at her captor. He held in his gloved hand makeup and a thin paintbrush. He dabbed the paintbrush into the makeup like paint, he gently painted over her lips like a china doll. The woman was shaking in fear all over. Thunder crashed and she jumped a little; her captor messed up her lipstick, drawing over her face with red.

Her captor sneered a bit, unsatisfied. He grabbed the poor prostitute's face, leaning his own down. Thunder and lighting seemed to play along with the opera soundtrack. One the desk, were operation knives in the case, neatly organized and ready to be used.

"There should be many ways for you to live that don't involve being the underworld's guard dog," Madam Red said concerned. It was a way too dangerous job for a young child, like Ciel. She was concerned for him. "My sister, your mother, would have wanted that for you as well," Allen nodded understanding the madam in red's unease. He too argued once with Ciel about his job in the past, but soon seen the boy could care for himself better than most adults. He poured the tea he had prepared for the two and listened to the Madam continue, "Even so, the reason you have returned to this underworld, is that you want revenge for the death of your parents, isn't it?'

Ciel paused from drinking his tea. Allen glanced at the two aristocrats before looking uneasily at his young master. Ciel opened his eyes slowly, "Even if you exact revenge, it will not bring back those who have died." He remembered standing at the charred remains of his old manor with Sebastian at his side; picking up his father's family ring. Meeting Allen for the first time and hearing his pain and sorrow nor it will bring happiness to them. Allen was somewhat like him, yet not. They experience d the wanting of revenge, knowing it would never bring back their loved ones. The want to fight, for themselves. Ciel ran his fingers over his ring on his thumb. Timcampy flew on Ciel's shoulder nuzzling him. Ciel fed the golem a biscuit before continuing. "I did it for myself in order to bestow the same pain and humiliation I felt upon those who betrayed us and sullied the Phantomhive name." Ciel announced looking his aunt in the eyes.

Madam Red looked sad at her nephew. Such a poor choice her nephew made. Shame. She sighed, "I still remember the day you were born." She stood up and walked over to her nephew. "You were so small and fragile, and you brought out my protective instinct." Rain lightly pounded against the window. "I was unable to have children, but I really do think of you as my own son." Madam Red placed a hand on Ciel's head leaning down to his height. "If possible, I'd like you to take your leave of…"

Ciel lightly smacked away her hand. "The reason I'm doing this right now is down to my own wishes and choices. I do not regret it, nor Do I wish to be indulged out of pity." Ciel said glaring into the Madam's ruby eyes. "Not by anyone."

It was soon time for Madam Red to leave to her estate. Allen and Sebastian were putting on her accessories. Sebastian through over the madam's red coat over her shoulder. "I'll be fine here boys." She said to the two butlers.

"But…" Allen said.

Madam Red Looked in into each butler eyes. He eyes pleading, "Please do not stray from that child's side sp he does not wander off his path and get lost." Sebastian smiled and nodded. Allen nodded too, a bit fast though.

Sebastian bowed and got on one knee, "I shall, without fail. I intend to stay and protect him unit the end."

Allen bowed too, "I do also. I owe a lot to the young master. He's…like family to me. I want ot be with him, to protect him with my very life. He's my new purpose." Allen got up and opened the door for the Madam.

Waiting with a carriage was Grell holding an umbrella for his mistress. "I have come to pick you up, Mistress," Grell said dutifully. Thunder boomed and lighting crashed, the storm played its opera. Madam Red appeared soulless in her eyes, full of intent.

The night became late, Ciel lying comfortably on his soft bed wearing only a long dress shirt and missing his eye patch cuddling up with Timcampy. His slave mark showing to the world. He opened his eyes to the opening and shutting on his bedroom door. He looked up asking, "How is it?"

Allen came in with Sebastian who was holding documents of his research. "Well the weather's been crappy. A storm's brewing that's for sure." Allen replied instantly.

"I mean Sebastian's research and reports. Not the weather fool,"

"Oops…Eh-heh."

Sebastian chuckled and walked over to his master. "No matter how many times I re-examine it, the answer is the same."

"The viscount wasn't involved in yesterday's case." Allen standing by Sebastian. It was a real conundrum they were in. All answers pointed to the viscount, so why were the attacks still happening?

"That is correct Allen. It would have been impossible for him or anyone in his household."

Allen nodded, "That's right; the people in there are…"

Ciel ran his fingers through his hair while listening to his butlers' report. "At any rate, tomorrow we shall…" He opened his eyes realizing something. "Sebastian…impossible!"

Allen tilted his head, "Huh? What did I miss something?"

Sebastian smirked, "I've told you many times, have I not? I will not lie to you. Of those with proficiency in the medical arts, connections to black magic and cults, and who lack an alibi at the time of the incidents, Viscount Druitt is the only one who fits the profile."

"I still don't get it! What does it mean? Does that mean the investigation was just a farce, then?" Allen asked again.

"I am one hell of a butler, so I am faithful only that which my master has ordered and asked of me," Sebastian smiled.

Ciel glared and growled at his demon butler. Allen frowned; he still didn't get it but knew Sebastian was just playing around. He narrowed his eyes on the black butler. Ciel swatted the papers our of Sebastian's hands, letting the documents fly around his bed.

"Under one of your orders, Allen and I are to be your pawns and your swords." He bowed a bit, "So, please. Young master. Moves us into check.

The storm had stop for now, yet another was brewing ahead as it began to drizzle. Ciel was dressed in civilian clothes, making him look like an orphan boy. Allen was dressed in a tan trench coat with a green bandana to hide his white hair. Sebastian was simply wearing a black coat that made him blend into the nighttime scenery.

"He'll come if we hang out here, won't here?" Allen asked as the trio were hanging around an alleyway.

"Yes." Sebastian replied.

Ciel check the alley quickly and folded his arms across his chest leaning against the brick wall. "It's true that, among the prostitutes who were killed, there were other similarities apart from their organs having been removed."

"Beautiful, shimmering black hair," Sebastian said randomly. Allen quirked an eyebrow.

"But why did he need to kill them?' Allen asked aloud.

"That allure which could even be called sinful."

Ciel continued, "And also I-"

"That wonderful softness. Ah that wonderful softness."

Allen tugged on his master's sleeve, "Uh…I think Sebastian isn't quite listening." Ciel turned his head. He was shocked to see Sebastian cuddling up to a black alley cat.

Ciel scolded his cat-fetish butler, "Listen when someone is talking to you!" Allen held his master back, knowing the boy's cat allergies. He gave a small nervous small, deeply wishing he was that cat for a moment.

"I apologise. I was simply so taken with its rare beauty that…" Sebastian explained, "soft.'

A woman's scream filled the air. This got the trio into action. "There shouldn't be any way for someone to go through." Allen exclaimed.

"Let us go!"

Ciel sprinted down the alley to where a door was at the end. He swung open the door, blood splashed on his cheek. A bloodied, morbid, mutilated corpse that was once a woman lied on the stony floor bleeding crimson. "Ciel-kun! You cannot comprehend this yet!" Allen cried holding Ciel back in his arms. He covered the boy's eyes from the scene. He sprinted back from the scene. He could feel the boy shaking all over. The boy threw up at the ghastly scene. Allen wrapped his arm around Ciel protecting him, soothing him. As what a brother should.

It began to fully rain again. Ciel was gasping, grabbing onto Allen's arm tightly. "You've splattered it around in a rather lavish way, have you not, Jack the Ripper?" Sebastian said addressing the shadow stepping out of the house. Allen blinked, he could still see the blood. So much blood, he was shaking a bit too. "No." Sebastian smirked as the light showed who was the true culprit. "Grell Sutcliffe."

The bloodied meek butler of Madam Red stepped out of the house. Allen couldn't believe it. Grell, of all people. The brunette butler hate blood splattered over his clothes and glasses.

"N-No, this isn't…I rushed here after hearing the scream and I was already too…" Grell denied Sebastian accusation. He stepped, blood dripped from his glasses.

"Do you really think you can feign innocence when you look like that Grell?" Sebastian smirked. "This is the first time I have met someone like you in the human world. You show the façade of a helpless butler to everyone. You really fooled everyone quite splendidly."

"Splendidly…" Grell echoed. Then Grell did the last thing Allen expected to do. Grell grinned, showing shark-like teeth in a broad mouth, he giggled. In a tone totally flamboyant and bright he said, "Really?" he pulled out the ribbon from his hair letting his hair flow freely. "That's right. I am an actress." He removed his round frameless glasses. "Quite an exceptional one at that." He pulled out a red comb from his vest and brushed out his hair, making it turn from brunette to bright red. He placed long fake eyelashes on each eye, "But you aren't just a normal Sebastian either are you?" He replaced his white gloves with black ones.

Sebastian replied getting infront of Allen and Ciel, "It's the name I was given by the young master, so I am Sebastian. For now."

Allen blinked. Sebastian wasn't his real name. What was his name, but that was a question for another night.

"My, that's quite the subservient personality you have." Grell said putting on red framed glasses with skull chains on each rim. He pushed his glasses up his nose bridge to keep them from slipping, "However, I suppose that's also splendid in a handsome man like yourself." Allen twitched at the next sentence Grell said, "Well then, one again, Sebastian…No, Sebas-chan. He through a red lock behind his ear. "I will introduce myself anew. I am the Barnett family butler Grell Sutcliffe. As a fellow butler, please treat me kindly," Grell blew a kiss to Sebastian.

Ok, now Allen really wanted to kill this guy. Sebastian shivered at Grell's…femininity as the kiss bounced off him. Allen was seething; no one was going to steal his Sebastian. He'd tear this transvestite apart.

"My, I finally get to meet you without a disguise," Grell gushed. "I was surprised to begin with as it was the first time I had seen a demon act as a butler.

Sebastian sneered, "Surely that is my line. For someone like you to be acting as a butler…You are supposed to be the neutral being in the balance between gods and humans: a Shinigami."

"A-A shinigami? L-like a grim reaper or a god of death?' Allen finally spoke up in amazement. So they existed, like demons and akuma did.

Sebastian nodded. "Yes, exactly like that." He turned his attention back to Grell. "Why would you, briefly like unto God, become a butler?"

Grell grinned, "Indeed…Shall we say for now that I fell in love with a woman?"

Ciel and Allen gasped. "Y-you don't mean…" Allen said.

Sebastian glared at the reaper, "And that woman is?"

"You know that without even asking, don't you?" Madam Red's voice said. Out of the shadow of the crime scene was the Madam herself. Ciel removed Allen's hand from his eyes to see his aunt.

"Madam." Ciel said coldly.

"This was beyond my expectations," Madam Red simply said shrugging stepping next to Grell. "To think that there would be someone able to see Grell's true nature…"

"M-Madam Red…why?" Allen asked. He was quite friendly to Madam, she always gave the cutest stories about Ciel back when he was truly happy. Before demon contracts and fires.

Ciel wiped his mouth. "You were on the preliminary suspect list, of course Madam. However, your alibi was perfect.

Madam Red gave a sad smile and slightly tilted her head, "You even suspected me, of of your relatives?"

"If the individual was capable of becoming 'Jack', blood relations had no bearing. It was impossible for any human on that list to be involved in all the incidents. However, if the accomplice were inhuman, then that would change everything. If they were able to get into a room within a split second, without us noticing, and move from the viscount's home to the East End in an instant, then 'Jack the Ripper' could be none other than Madam Red and Grell Sutcliffe!" Ciel explained in full details. "Among the victims of Jack the Ripper, there were other connecting factors. They all underwent specific surgery at the Central London hospital where you work." Ciel went into his vest pocket and pulled out a list of names. "Among the list of patients we compiled, the only one who had not been killed was the one living in that room, Mary Kelly. We knew that, if we loitered around here, you'd be sure to show up." The boy glanced at the corpse before continuing, "Though we could not save her…"

"This is so unfortunate, Ciel," Madam Red said, " my adorable nephew. If you hadn't noticed, we would have been able to play chess again." Madam Red clutched her fists at her side, "However, this time, I will not give anything up!"

A motor rang. A buzzing blade hurdled for Ciel. In a flash Ciel closed his eyes and opened them again. A large white claw arm shielded him, in front was Sebastian who caught Grell's weapon. It was a strange buzzing blade that moved around in a fluid motion. Allen had never seen the likes of it before. Sebastian pushed the weapon away making Grell swiftly flip.

"W-what is that?" Allen asked pulling Ciel closed to him with his normal arm .

Sebastian explained, "Shinigami have a tool they use to prey on people's souls. It is the Shinigami's scythe."

"Don't give it a lame name like 'scythe'!" Grell pouted. "I took such trouble to customize it!" He pulled the scythe up, "It's able to shred any substance that stands in its way. Only I am permitted this death-scythe." Grell made a ridiculous flirty cute pose, "I was playing nice for so long that my skills have grown rusty. It's been a while, so I want a good workout wi-th yo-u~!" He winked and blew another kiss.

Sebastian raised an eyebrow. "Can you refrain from making such repulsive comments? I am in the middle of my work"

"Yeah, before I rip your tongue out bitch!" Allen growled. "No one talks to Sebastian like that while I am present!

"My so rude! Yet so adorable at the same time Al-chan~! We share the same love, how romantic!" Grell swooned, making Allen shiver. "And Sebas-chan! Ah! How stoic~! I can see why Allen admires so much! That part of you pushes me over the edge, too!"

Allen felt like he was going to rip this guy's hair off. He was so…creepy. He had a light blush on his face from Grell's observations on Allen's admiration. But it was more than that. And how dare that reaper call him cute! He leered at the red-head.

Grell stopped fan-girling and stepped forward. "You know, I love the color red. Hair, clothes, even lipstick. Red is my favorite color. That's why I gave those ugly whores a makeover with their beautiful red blood." He readied his death-scythe. "Sebas-chan, I'll make you inot an even more appealing man. I will carve you down to your inner depths," He winked once again, "scattering that beautiful rose-color everywhere."

Sebastian turned his back of the reaper, "Shinigami are those who should peacefully hunt down souls heading for death." He placed his black coat over Ciel's head. "Butlers are those who should obey their master's like loyal shadows." He turned to the red butler. "Your poor taste, which violates both of those ideals, quite simply sickens me."

Grell grinned, "Oh my, Sebas-chan. Even so, I am a butler to die for." He posed for himself coolly Allen had to admit.

Ciel slowly removed his eye patch, revealing his right eye. "On behalf of Her Majesty, and my own sullied name, I order you: Dispose of them!"Allen ordered, his mark glowing. The pentagram on Allen's brow glowed as Sebastian's red eyes shined as well.

"Yes, my Lord!" Sebastian and Allen said smiling. Sebastian pulled down his black gloved with his teeth.

Chainsaw slashed at the black butler who was dodging gracefully., "Ah! Splendid!" Grell cried happily. "Flee more! This is terrific, Sebas-chan!" Grell continued to tried and slash Sebastian who nimbly dodged every wild swing. He flipped before Grell managed to get behind him. Before the reaper could swing down, Sebastian caught it, letting it hit the wall behind him. Even the demon butler seemed to be having trouble. "See? If you don't fun fast, you'll be shredded." Grell giggled. "Hurting you little by little will be most effective, won't it?"

Allen bit his tongue. He wished to join the battle as well but Sebastian had instructed him to protect their master. So he quickly in a flash of light, transform into his Crown Clown state to truly protect his master. He got in front of Ciel, ready for anything. Madam Red drew her attention from the fight to this, "My Allen, this is unexpected. You are not normal either. Ciel, you and I have become guard dog and prey." She went into her sleeve. "If you're going to hunt me down," Ciel was clining to Allen's warm furry cape for protection. Madam Red slipped a dagger out of her sleeve and ran toward Allen in a blinded rage. "There's only one way!"

"Madam no!" Allen cried. In a blink on an eyes Allen successfully clawed away the dagger and kick the woman in her stomach sending her back. Ciel moved quickly during Allen's slash to accidently get cut my Madam Red's dagger. Sebastian noticed this, eyes wide. Allen looked to her, "Why would you, a doctor…" He asked.

"Even if I explained, a couple of brats like you would never understand!" Madam Red seethed getting up. She quickly grabbed Allen throat and send him into the wall. He was unwittingly crushing Ciel into the wall also. Allen had to admit she a had a firm grip because he couldn't move his arms. Something was making his nerves falter. "I am a doctor. I know how to make nerves freeze for a while." Madam Red sneered. "A couple of brats like you…" She tightened her grip on Allen. Ciel couldn't breathe with the wall and fur in his face. "Like you…" She gripped the dagger she picked up again. She gritted her teeth and raised the dagger high. "You should never have been born!" She raised the dagger to stabbed Ciel who was immobile.

Ciel gasped, his eyes wide. For a moment, Madam Red could he the smiling face of her beautiful sister once again, Ciel's mother. "Sister!" Madam Red breathed.

"Young master! Allen!" He moved forward, sacrificing his own arm to get to his two others. Allen gasped, tears well in his eyes as Sebastian appeared behind the kneeling sobbing Madam Red. "Stop, Sebastian. Don't kill her!" Ciel cried. Sebastian stopped from ripping her head off.

Madam Red stepped back, dropping her dagger. Allen stepped forward, releasing Ciel from behind him to walk forward. Sebastian was panting a bit, a bit tired from the adrenaline of the moment. He gripped his elbow where is arm had missing.

"Sebastian…" Allen said sadly.

"My, Sebas-chan, you're so daring! Even at the cost of an arm, you went to save that kid and Al-chan." He strode over to Madam Red slowly. "Look at yourself in comparison, Madam. Hurry up and get rid of that kid!"

"Shut up you bastard! Don't talk about Sebastian, Madam Red, or Ciel like that!" Allen stepped forward brandishing his deadly left arm. "Or I'll kill you son of a bitch!"

Madam Red moved his hands down from his sobbing face, "No, it's alright Allen Walker." She looked at Ciel. She saw her sister and her husband playing with a young Ciel and his dog. "My beloved sister…My beloved…their beloved little…I can't. I just can't. I can't kill this child."

"What are you saying after having cut up all those women?" Grell asked frowning and shrugging. "If you don't get rid of that kid, you'll be the one who's disposed of."

"Madam." Ciel said softly.

"But this child is my…" Before Madam Red could finish her sentence Grell had stabbed her heart with his chainsaw. Blood spurted around her. Allen's eyes widened in pure shock and anger. He gritted his teeth. This reaper was dead meat. All three of them gasped at Grell's feat.

Grell's green eyes went scary. "I am so disappointed, Madam Red!" He yanked the scythe back, almost ripping her body in half. "I have no interest in you if you're just like all other women!" Madam Red gave a silent scream of blood. Strangely enough, what looked to be film came out of her wound. Long film flurried in sky and around the alley.

"W-what is this?" Allen asked looking at the film. He could he the familiar scenes of last night's party on some.

"These, my dear Destroyer of Time, are the memories played back to be judged on the list of those who are scheduled to die by a higher power. That is the job of us Shinigami. What kind of human they are, what sort of life they led, whether they should be allowed to live to be killed…"

"In other words, a flashback of their life?" Allen concluded.

"Correct my dear Al-chan! You are so clever. But, do stop it with all those horrible, old- fashioned names!" Allen sweated a bit. Grell brought up his scythe once again. "The dramatic pain. This is the true power of the Shinigami. Cinematic record."

"Rachel, Angelina, please welcome the Earl of Phantomhive." Our father said introducing us to the most handsome man I ever seen. I always hated the red hair I'd inherited from my father.

"Your red hair is truly beautiful, Anne." My beloved told me the first time we met. "It's like the color of liquorice that burns a landscape. Red suits you very well. "

I came to love the red hair I'd inherited from my father. I came to love red…I came to love you.

But I will always remember what my beloved sister told me that fateful day, "Anne, I have something wonderful to tell you! You…I came to hate the color red once more. However, I could never hate you. I married a man I became acquainted with at a banquet.

"Will it be a boy, or will it be a girl? He always asked me laying his head on my stomach.

I'd giggle, "Men are so impatient! I don't know yet." It was different from what I had actually wanted, but…Even so, this time…

"A carriage went out of control and hit someone! Someone call a doctor!

Somehow, it drifted away.

"Your husband passed away immediately, and, in order to save your life, we were forced to remove your womb and abort your child. Your internal bleeding has…"

Everything. That which I had loved, that which I was coming to love was dyed. It was all dyed in the red color I so despised. My sister was able to pass on with her beloved. If only my feelings had also been buried beneath the ground back then.

"Children are just a nuisance. You never know whose child it might me, and you have to keep things child-safe and can't entertain men." She said to me. She wanted be to remove her womb surgically .I, who lost everything…Though they have what will never again come into my life…Women who throw that away without a second thought…I will dye them.

"Oh, you're the one from the other day. What are you doing? Stop!" I will turn everything red with these hands.

"My, you put on a quite a show~." A bright red Shinigami laughingly called out to me. After a few months, my nephew, who had gone missing abruptly, came back.

"Ciel!" He brought along a butler clad in black. And soon later a boy with hair has white was winter snow and eyes as grey as a thunder cloud. ""You were all right!" I was able to have one thing back. 'I am so glad that even you alone were spared Let me take a look at you." The child of my beloved and my sister. "That child came back, so why didn't he? Why did he end up with my sister and not me?" This time I won't let anything be taken away. I won't give anything up.

Thus ended Madam Red's cinematic record. Allen felt silent warm tear go down his cheek from watching it. The Madam had so much pain and suffering. So much taken away from her. Love, family, everything she truly needed. A single tear went down Madam Angelina Burnett's cheek for the last time. Madam Red, had been dyed in her own crimson blood.

Grell swung his chainsaw, "I loved you covered in the blood of others, Madam Red!" He through off his black coat and took away Madam Red's red coat. He placed it over his elbows, letting it hang. "To think you were such a ridiculous woman! I'm so disappointed. You have no right to wear red. The cheap show is now over. Goodbye, Madam." He then walked away from her corpse.

Ciel leaned down and closed his aunt's eyelids. "Sebastian, Allen, what are you two doing?"

The two butlers blinked for a moment.

"I told you both to hunt down Jack the Ripper. It's not over yet." Grell stopped walking. "Don't stand around. Get rid of the other one."

Sebastian smirked. "Understood."

Allen nodded, "Yes sir."

"I was going to spare you," Grell chuckled. "but if its your wish, I'll send you there, too." He revved up his death scythe and lunged, "All three of you will go to Heaven together!"

Allen parried the buzzing saw blade with his own bladed fingers. "Heaven?" Sebastian smirked looking at the ex-holy boy who was fighting off the chainsaw. The demon butler leapt from behind the red reaper. "That has no hold over me or the boy."

The black butler kick which Grell managed to dodge at the last minute. At that time Allen was able to swipe at the reaper, red blood pouring from a thin yet deep wound.

"Ow ow ow! How rude to do that to a lady! Grell fumed tumbling a bit. "You cut me and just aim for a lady's face, didn't you?"

Allen shook his five blade, cleansing them of the reaper's crimson. "Hmph, show me a lady then I'll be polite. Cause all I see is murderous grim reaper idiot whose gender confused." He readied his blade one more, "This time I won't go easy. I'll kill you." Allen said darkly.

"Y-you scum of men!"

Sebastian chuckled, "Well I am one hell of a butler, after all."

Grell snorted, "Do you really think a demon and an ex-apostle of God can win against someone who is like unto God?"

Allen smirked, "I wonder the same thing." His eyes wandered with Sebastian's to Ciel. "However, if the young master has told us to win, then I shall win with everything I got. Failure shall not be an option." Sebastian smirked as well.

"You're both putting a lot of effort in for that little shrimp, aren't you Sebas-chan?" Grell asked putting a hand on his hip. "You'll get burnt. Even if you are a demon or an apostle of God himself, if either of you get 'hunted' by a real death-scythe, you'll each be eliminated, you know? Aren't you scared?" He looked to Allen.

Allen sneered, "I have faced monster much worse than you. But thanks for the tidbit of information, I now know what to avoid. I won't stop until you are eliminated for you crimes Grell. At this moment, my body and soul, to the last hair, belong to my master. I shall never stop fighting for him."

Sebastian nodded, "As long as the contract continues, obeying his orders is our duty as a butler."

Woo! Finally this chapter is done! Phew, that took me until like 3 day until 1 in the morning. Yay Grell is here and a big fight going to happened. I'm a bit disappointed in me though for not adding as much romance in this chapter as I wanted. I kind of felt like I made Allen a bit defenseless for I decided to go Crown Clown. And no one tell me about how Allen could do this, or Allen could do that. It's my story and I can do whatever I wish to the character. I could make the story all about Druitt! You want that? Huh, do ya punks? Ha-ha, quote. Anyway one this story is finally done, I'm going on to making the sequel which will be Kuroshitsuji Two OR….ok I still need help on the title. Suggestions please. Also suggestions on where to put other surviving Kuroshitsuji characters in the stories. I'm kind of thinking of putting Lavi in the Prince Soma arc but…

Anyway the next chapter is going to come up soon, but not real soon. I've got school and other things to do. I'll write whenever I come out of this writer block I'm getting. I'm focusing on writing Seballen drabble short stories and trying to get other into it. Like fanart and other fanfiction. Anyone want to do fanart for my stories please? *puppy look*

I feel so bad for Madam Red though T-T. I wished she stayed longer in the chapter, she was so beautiful and funny. I loved her! All she wanted was to love someone and be loved. Poor thing. Bad Grell for killing her! Bad! (But I still love you Grell!) Bad Grell, Sebas-chan is Al-chan's seme. Get your own with Will or the Undertaker! Grah.

So for the sake of yaoi here's an Omake.

Omake Theater:

Allen slowly wakes up. Looks around and find himself chained to a bed wearing a black leather bustier.

Allen: Where the Hell am I?

Sebastian: Bwhahahaa…Seballen…

Allen: *sweating* Dear Lord…here we go again…"

End :P

Short yet sweet. I'll leave the rest to your imagination. I want to see a real lemon fic with Allen in a bustier and Sebastian well, being a master/seme. :3