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I ran after him until I was sure we were alone. Then I overtook him without him knowing and hid behind a tree. Just when he glanced over his shoulder to monitor me, I tripped him with his own scythe. He curled straight into a graceful tuck-and-roll and turned to face in my general direction, crouching, trying to assess his attacker. I stepped out from behind the tree, holding his scythe and smirking like a bitch.

He dashed forwards and tried to snatch the scythe out of my hand. I dodged, but not before he managed to scratch my cheek. Oh hell, no. I entered full rage mode and took control of the water around me, knowing that Sebastian and the others wouldn't be able to see me from here. I breathed in the fresh feel of water surrounding my body, sensing it coursing through the air. My powers were unlocked, released from their cage, and surged with freedom. I could most prominently feel the presence of water within the leaves of the trees, so that was my target source.

I leapt into the middle of the small clearing we were in and grimaced at the blood on my cheek, pissed. He turned and charged at me again, smirking slightly. I'd had enough and flexed my hand. The water responded to my will and was sucked out of the cells of the leaves. They were left green, but dry. I whipped my liquid weapon around Will and clenched my fists, freezing it with my control. He was literally frozen in place.

My power pulled him and the block of ice he was encased in to the center of the meadow, lying down, frozen, at my feet. With a flick of my wrist, the water melted and flew back into the leaves. Will was about to get up, when I pointed the scythe right at his neck. He frowned while I held a sinister smile.

"A reaper cannot be killed with his own death scythe." He stated blandly.

"Care to test that theory, shinigami?" I questioned darkly.

We glared at each other in tense silence for a few moments before I busted up laughing. He smiled as I threw the scythe down on the ground to the right of him. He stood and straightened, fixing his glasses and dusting off his coat. I saw his eye twitch slightly when he moved his right arm, the one with the bullet in it. That was saying something, namely that it hurt him a lot.

But I was not instinctively a compassionate creature, and found myself hard pressed to care at the moment, considering he'd cut my face.

"Will, love?" I asked sweetly.

"Yes?"

I pointed to my cheek. "What the hell were you thinking?"

He pouted slightly. "I thought it only fair, considering this," he waved at his bleeding arm.

I scoffed. "You idiot, Will. That wasn't supposed to happen! Not to mention that they'll be able to smell my demon blood! Now I have to burn myself! Why didn't you just dodge the bullet?"

He encircled me with his arms, tilting my face up to his. "Because, my deadly little flower, I was distracted by your magnificence. Your beauty in the heat of battle fogged my mind…"

I had to laugh at that. "You're full of shit, you know that?"

He just smiled and kissed me hard. I loved his crisp scent as we inhaled each other. Our tongues tangoed for a moment before I pulled away. He frowned, tracing my lips with his gloved hand. I nipped at his fingers.

"We don't have time for that now, William. We would, if I didn't have to clean our wounds now!"

He raised an inquisitive eyebrow. A perfectly sculpted and enhancing eyebrow… Was I fan-girling over every bit of him now?

"Gimme a hand?" I asked sweetly.

He took one more peck on my lips and nodded.

I smiled, drawing a little ball of water from the grass below us to use. "I'll do yours, too. Your blood on my hands will look good."

He screwed up his face and mumbled, "That didn't sound creepy at all…"

And that was why I loved Will. He was always so sweet. Too bad I… No, no time for wallowing. I examined the gouge in his arm and readied the water in front of it. He was watching intently, love and lust in his spectacled eyes.

"This will sting…" I mumbled. I forced the water in the wound and could sense it encircling the bullet. His grip on my waist tightened slightly as I willed the water to manipulate the tissue that was trying to heal around the hunk of metal. I shoved the water in farther, forcing it between the tissues. I could sense more fragment farther in. I froze the water around the fragments, so when I pulled out the metal would come with the water and not the muscle. It was painful for Will, the freezing right inside his arm. He took a sharp inhale and buried his face into my neck. I mumbled a simple "I'm sorry, Will." With one final tug, I was able to pull the bullet from the wound, which gushed with blood slightly.

The water washed away most of the blood and sealed the wound. I held up the bullet to Will.

"Souvenir?" I smiled softly.

He smiled and took it, nodding. I had his blood on my hands and quickly washed that off too, before allowing the glob of water to fall to the ground. He pulled out a silk cloth from his breast pocket and cleaned off the blood from my cheek. When he'd finished, he threw the cloth into the air and it burst into flames, vaporizing within moments. Ah, the supernatural life is a rewarding one.

"Do you have a match? I have to seal the wound…" I questioned tightly.

He cupped my face with his hands and looked into my eyes. I smiled until he shocked me by beginning to lick slowly up my cheek. He murmured softly into my skin as he created delectable little circles around the cut.

"Or…" Lick. "I could seal it," Lick. "With shinigami saliva…" Lick. "And enjoy myself…" Lick. "In the process."

He released my cheek and I brought my hand up to my face. The wound was sealed and no longer visible. There was no blood and I couldn't smell demon on myself. Impressive.

I smirked and dropped my hand onto his chest, standing on my tippy toes. "I know this sounds horrible, but how about some more of that saliva?"

He smiled fully and evilly before grabbing me roughly. I giggled and he dipped me low, as if we were dancing, before kissing me eagerly. We stayed that way, happily making out until there was an explosion nearby.

At the sound, we straightened and separated. He touched my cheek again, wistfully. He grabbed his scythe and took a fighting stance. I did the same and he winked at me, seeming happy. As I heard the other servants and Grell approach, Will's face dropped back into its usual mask and mine reverted to battle mode.

The others crashed into the clearing, bullets flying past and fire spouting from Pluto's jaws! Will launched himself at me and fists flew. I snatched his scythe and kicked him into the ground. Midair, I flipped and raised the scythe over my head, intending to come down on him with it. At the last moment, he dodged, grabbed Grell by the back of his red coat, and dodged again. May-Rin, Bard, and Finny all lunged for them and ended up careening into a tree as the Shinigamis twisted out of the way.

"We're leaving, Sutcliffe." He said sternly.

Grell moaned. "Fiiiiiiiine!"

A portal to their realm opened and they headed through. At the last second though, I was able to snag a glove off of Grell's left hand. Then they disappeared and the portal closed. I sighed and turned to my compatriots, the fight finally over.

Okay, I know. It was too short. Sorry. Please review!