William sat at as his desk, scanning through papers before his lunch break. He let a small smile cross his lips as he thought of his lunch plans. He and his beloved redhead were going to meet at a little café in London and then take a short walk. Afterwards William would kiss Grell and return to the dispatch. Everything was perfectly planned out. The stoic man rose from his seat as he glanced at the clock; noon, time to meet Grell. However, the door to William's office swung open and one of the higher ups walked in, essentially stopping the ravenette. William's eyes widened barely at the sudden intrusion. The higher up gave William a stern look before he spoke,

"William T. Spears, I am Edward Masterson," the man introduced, "I am here to collect the scythe of a…" the man pulled a sheet of paper from the breast pocket of his jacket and read it over, he snickered after reading the page, "Mister Sutcliff. I have received word he is no longer a shinigami, but in fact a vampire," the man continued. William internally slapped himself from his shock; luckily it was unapparent in his physical features.

"It is true that Miss Sutcliff is now a vampire, but unfortunately I do not have any idea of where her scythe is located," William informed. William purposely stressed the female pronouns when he referred to Grell as a woman. Edward rolled his eyes.

"Then might I ask where Sutcliff is? I need to retrieve his scythe immediately," the man asked. William adjusted his glasses and glared coldly at Edward. This man maybe his boss, but he wanted to take away something Grell loved dearly. This gave William a feeling of…wrong. Unfortunately, he could not reject the higher sighed and looked down at his desk.

"I shall inform Miss Sutcliff to turn in her scythe this afternoon," William agreed. Edward gave a slight nod and exited William's office. Once the oak door clicked closed, William let out a sigh. Grell will not be happy about this, the reaper thought as he finally left his office to see his darling vampire.

Grell was seated at a small, round table as he waited for William. William was late. Grell rested his head in one hand as he drummed his fingers with the other on the table impatiently. The least he could do is come meet me for lunch, Grell sighed heavily. Grell knew he shouldn't be so intolerant, William was only afew minutes late. But hell, this is was William, he was extremely punctual. What could possibly-

"Grell," a familiar voice pronounced. Grell turned his head to see who was calling him. The redhead's eyes widened and pooled with fear.

"N-no,"Grell mumbled. Trying to convince himself it couldn't be him. The figure smirked and grabbed Grell's arm.

"Come Grell," the figure ordered as he pulled Grell from his seat. Grell struggled in the tight grasp.

"Let me go, Sebastian!" the redhead cried. The demon only gripped tighter as the redhead cried out.

"Shut up, your master needs you," the demon said as he kissed Grell's forehead. Grell growled at the action.

"You are NOT my master," Grell snarled. The vampire began to fight Sebastian off, but it was futile. The demon was much greater in strength. Sebastian twisted Grell's arm around in his hold causing the vampire to scream.

"Oh, but I am," the demon whispered into the vampire's ear coldly. Grell whimpered as he was dragged away by the demon. However, Sebastian dragged Grell down a cobblestone path and leapt to the rooftops. Grell raised an eyebrow at the grin forming on Sebastian's face as the demon gazed back at the café.

Only moments later did William arrive at the café. The reaper looked around for a glimmer of red. Grell then realized in anger what Sebastian was doing to William. The damnable demon was taunting his lover. The vampire let out an instinctual growl and he could feel his little fangs grow long. The redhead's eyes turned from a shimmering gold to a pitch black. Grell then let out a horrific scream, causing both the demon and reaper to stare at Grell with horror. Sebastian released Grell at the sight of his eyes and William leapt to the roof. Grell's whole mind set vanished; it was replaced by a lethal one. The vampire stalked towards Sebastian dangerously, a constant growl emitting from the redhead. Sebastian's eyes went wide for the first time with actual terror. William could feel the urgent threat that loomed, he had to contain Grell and protect him from himself. William quickly wrapped his arms around Grell, just as he was about to lunge, and pulled him close. Grell hadn't realized William was even on the roof until he was in his arms.

"Grell, calm down," William spoke softly, "everything is alright, please relax," Grell turned his gaze toWilliam. William ignored the massacre-like black eyes Grell still possessed, "let's go home, Grell. We can go home and have lunch at home," William whispered soothingly. Slowly, the black turned to gold and the fangs constant growling turned to faint whimpers and then Grell began to cry. William held Grell in his arms as he cried, stroking the red locks. Grell buried his face in William's chest as he cried.

"I'm so sorry Will," Grell whimpered, "he was going to taunt you… and I...I got so mad…" Grell continued between sobs. The vampire tugged gently on William's jacket. William hushed his beloved and picked him up bridal style. Grell nuzzled into the crook ofWilliam's neck and kissed it lightly.

"It's alright Grell. It's instinct actually, to protect one's mate," William said matter-of-factly. Grell giggled quietly at William's inner nerd. William then fixed a glare on Sebastian, "as for you. If you EVER dare do this again, I will have your head. Do I make myself clear, demon?" without waiting for an answer, William departed the area with Grell in his arms.

The couple arrived at their house, Grell still whimpering in William's arms. William soothed the redhead as much as he could before he had to return to his work. He sighed with frustration and stroked the red locks comfortingly.

"Hush Grell,you're okay now," William assured him. Grell only clung tighter.

"Maybe for now…but when you leave!" the vampire cried.

"Love, he can't hurt you. You're in the safety of our home," William reminded Grell. Grell looked into William's eyes; his gold eyes were an ocean of fear.

"He can find me, Will. He's the one who changed me…" Grell choked back a few tears before continuing, "William, Sebastian is the one who turned me into…this...it grants him access to me since he theoretically created me," the vampire said. William's heart sank. He wrapped his arms around the redhead once more and heldhim.

"I will protect you, I promise," William spoke softly, "We will find a way…" William's thoughts than began to drift off, far far away. As he thought, he remembered that he had to confiscate a certain scythe.

"Grell, can I speak with you for a moment?" William called. William was seated at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee. He had to leave for work and bring with him Grell's death scythe. The previous day, after comforting Grell for longer than he thought, William returned to the dispatch without the vampire's scythe. In this, Edward was displeased. Although, he gave William another chance to retrieve it on his own before the shinigami society got involved. Meanwhile, he William was, the next day about to crush his lover's heart.

Grell skipped cheerfully into the kitchen wearing his red nightie, as usual. He leaned over the table to kiss his reaper and smiled.

"Good morning Will~! What is it you need to tell me darling?" the vampire asked. William took another sip of coffee before beginning.

"Grell, the association knows you're not a shinigami anymore," William started, "The higher ups aren't pleased. We should be grateful they're allowing you to live,"

"And?"

"Yesterday, the reason I was late. A higher up came into my office asking about your scythe," William watched Grell's eyes widen in realization, "Grell, you have to turn your scythe into me," William sighed. Grell didn't respond. His eyes were still wide and his mouth hung open.

"B-but..." Grell finally managed to say something.

"I need it, love. Please. Where is it?" William asked. Instead of an answer, William got something completely different...