A/N: I'm sorry about how long you guys have been waiting, I had serious writer's block and I have been writing some other stuffs! Okay, please prepare for randomness in this chapter due to an overload of Grell. This is pretty much a comic relief chapter because the next few may be a little depressing. Wont say anymore because I'll ruin it... Thank you to everyone who has reviewed, followed and Favorited and not to forget those who just read it too! You are the best so, I'll keep up the good work! If you have questions/suggestions/ideas for the plot that you would like me to use please drop a review in. I love hearing what you have to say! Ostwynne= ois-tea-win. Also if you would like a two chapter update for this story, please take my poll 3 thank you!
Ciel and Sebastian stood outside a large grey city drenched in pristine white light. Ciel had never been to the Grim Reaper's world, Ostwynne. He expected the world of death to be similar to Hell: filled with lost souls in eternal pain, covered in darkness and just damn straight depressing. He did not expect the place to look a lot like Earth back when he was alive and be in the middle of winter. Luckily, he had new clothes and didn't have to wear his battle suit. He never really wondered where his butler suit would go when he went back to home to rest but, now he wished he had it still. It was a damn deal warmer than what Sebastian had provided. He was currently wearing a pair of jet black shorts, a dark grey cotton shirt decorated with ruffles, a black waistcoat that matched his shorts, a pair of black high-heeled boots, frilly black lacy stockings, a pair of black leather gloves and a simple black top hat. He admitted he looked good but, he was as cold as Hell! Sebastian on the other hand was doing just fine.
The city was fairly large and had a large river running right through it splitting it into north and south sections. He couldn't help but compare the place to London back on Earth as he had known it. Now, everything was bathed in gold and bronze and the buildings were high raised. There were strange vehicles that flew in the sky and everything was powered by steam and gears. This city only had horse-like creatures puling carriages down cobbled streets and the houses were small with only up to two three floors. There was the odd high raised building such as a clock tower or some sort of important building. They didn't really know how they were going to find Grell's house but, they both guessed that it would be painted red or something. The two demons walked around for a while, making idle chatter and browsing shops. They didn't know the correct currency of the Reaper's world and it wasn't like they could pay them with souls like demons did. They were casually looking at a display in one of the windows when they heard an all too familiar voice.
"Oh! Sebby~"
"Looks like we can't back out now." Ciel sighed shaking his head, "I'm starting too think that this was a bad idea."
The older demon sent his young master a long suffering look.
"Why did you have to sell him body parts? Why couldn't you sell me him for a day or something?"
"Because, your left lung and limbs will grow back in minutes without much harm. If you stayed with him for an entire day, you'd be mentally scarred for the rest of eternity." Ciel briefly explained.
"SEBBY-DARLING!" Grell screamed launching himself at the demon, "Oh, I missed you sooooooo much!"
Ciel just stared as the red reaper coddled and attempted to hug the the life out of the man while Sebastian was trying to pry him from him. He couldn't deny that it was amusing to watch his butler squirm but, it didn't stop him from getting jealous.
"Grell. We're not here on a social visit. We need to talk about something." He partially snapped.
"Oh hello chibi demon!" The red head exclaimed running over to him abandoning Sebastian on the ground like an old chew toy.
"What have I told you about calling me that nickname? Just Ciel is fine." He scolded.
"Yeah yeah. So, what is it that you want? I'm not selling off that Angel Tranq if your looking to get drunk again (Angel Tranquilizer is basically really strong alcohol. It paralyzes angels but, just gets demons drunk). Will caught me and I got demoted and had to do overtime."
"Poor you. No, it's about the debt. I want to offer you something else than his body pieces."
"Huh? OH! You mean when you sold me Sebby's left lung and any limb I wanted to take from him? Completely forgot. If you want to pay me with something else, I would like your help with something again." Grell said excitement in his voice.
"What is it?" Sebastian asked picking himself off the floor.
"We can't talk here, we;ll go back to mine. Heads up, it'll get me fired completely if we're caught."
Ciel was now completely convinced that coming to the city was a bad idea. If what Grell was planning could get the man fired then, he and Sebastian would be probably killed via what ever the Reaper's used to kill demons. He suspected that if a demon was beheaded by a Death Scythe they would probably die. Then again, the Reaper's could have demon weapons stashed away somewhere just encase. He had learnt that reaper's and demons got along quite well. There were some that really hated them thought. Like William, for example. The reason most reaper's disliked demons was that they were killed by one or that they disapproved of them taking souls to devour. Ciel suspected that with Will, it was the second option but, Grell had said once that he refused to talk of how he had died and when asked you would get landed with either more paperwork and overtime if he was in a good mood ,which was rare, or demoted if he was in a bad mood, which was often. Poor Ronald had been demoted five times for trying to convince him to tell him. Last time he had seen Will, he had been asked by another member of staff and he seemed rather disgruntled. He had been in an especially bad mood that day. He remembered getting kicked out of the Dispatch London Headquarters on his arse since he was a demon.
They were soon outside Grell's home. It was a three on the end of it's row with a large garden. To their surprise, the house wasn't painted red. Grell explained that he, Will and Ronald shared the house. Will made him promise not to paint the house red and in return he could decorate his room, the lounge and hallway how he pleased. Will decided on the rest of the décor (except for Ronald's room) and also Ronald got to take care of the garden. Currently the other two had work and it was Grell's day off. 'Even death need's a holiday from time to time' was the excuse used by the dispatch since the majority were quite lazy.
As they entered the house the two demons prepared for an onslaught of red and garish décor but, were quite surprised to see that Grell had (somehow) developed some form of acceptable taste. The walls were still covered in red floral wallpaper and the carpet was also another shade of red but, the hallway was sparsely decorated since most of the space was taken up by the stairs and a large window.
"Come on, well talk in the lounge. It's not like anyone will hear us." Grell called practically running through the house.
"Still think coming here was a good idea?" Sebastian whispered.
"Hell no. Kill me now. Last time I helped him out with a plan like this Will nearly murdered me for painting his office luminous pink." He replied disdainfully, "We should just get this over with."
They were soon sat down in the lounge that was decorated similarly to the hall. There was a large fire heating the entire space that both demons were glad of. Grell gave them both a sharp toothed grin (along with a wink for his 'darling Sebby') and proceeded to tell them of his plan.
"That is not a good idea." Ciel declared bluntly.
"Yes it is! If we're caught it will be but, if we're not we'll be fine! Come on! We only need to sneak into the Cinematic Record library, steal a few books along with Will's to get someone's attention then return them without being noticed!" Grell pouted, "After all, if -Up-My-Arse isn't going to tel me or Ronny we will just have to find out on our own!"
"I still think this is a bad idea but, I would appreciate not losing body parts."Sebastian huffed not pleased with the mess they were in, "It's also rude to intrude upon somebody's privacy, Grell. If he doesn't want you to know then that's his choice."
"Buuuut Sebby!" The reaper whined, "I need to know!"
The two demons sighed deeply, realizing that they couldn't back out now.
The city was now dark and it was severely colder than before. Luckily, Grell had given them disguises that made the master and servant appear as , the unusually smart reaper had given them glasses that would make their eyes appear like reaper's. They managed to easily get into the library without much trouble, it was just getting up to the higher levels where the high level records and the reapers records were kept. If they were caught there they would be in so much danger. Th reapers wouldn't be happy with demons sniffing around their memories. They ran up the stairs with slight anxiousness about what fate would be awaiting them. Grell had informed them that he had a note from William giving him access to the vault. He hadn't dated it so he could possibly use it again if needed. Ciel was very skeptical that this would work at all. As they approached the guards at the end of the hall stood by the great golden doors, he felt nervous. He had found out from his life as a demon that he could still feel emotions which had been quite a surprise. Now, he thought that he really shouldn't of been because it was just something that was so natural. He wanted to compare it to being almost human but, he just couldn't remember what that had felt like at all. He couldn't ask Sebastian because he had been born a demon so he had never known what it had felt like to be human. He felt sick as Grell showed one of the men the note. To his relief the man nodded and opened the doors to let them in.
Once the doors had been closed behind them he let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding. The stress was just insane.
"Told it would work didn't I!" The reaper giggled in excitement, "You two go grab a couple of random books while I grab Wills. I know exactly where it is!"
It took a couple of minutes to get what they had come for. Both demons pulling out two books each from random places in the library vault and Grell expertly grabbing the other reapers records in no time at all.
"We'll get some more from down stairs that way we wont be suspected!" Grell whispered as they were leaving.
They had waited until the guards had gone to quickly find the others to take their places and slipped away unnoticed. On the way back through the less important part of the library they grabbed a couple more less important records.
"So what is it you want to do with these?" Sebastian asked once they were a safe way from the building and on the way to the house.
"I want to cause a bit of a stir so that the dispatch will get into another huff. It was funny when a couple records vanished before and they went into melt down. Of course it was the Undertaker who still had quite a few. He said he'll take the one's we have here but, I'm keeping Wills!"
"Why do you want to read his anyway? It's not like he's going to keep his death from you forever unless your a really bad friend." Ciel asked clearly in a mood since it wasn't like him to steal from people, most of all Reapers that would kill him.
"Oh look there he is! You two give me the books and I'll give 'em him!" Grell squealed in excitement, "Oh Undy~"
The two demons exchanged a glace that clearly read 'what the Hell'. Both watched as the reapers exchanged words that sounded more like a manic laughing match and a squealing fangirl.
"This is just insane!" Ciel snapped feeling cold in the dark snowt street.
"I agree, young master." The older replied, not suffering as much as his younger counterpart.
"I want to go back to Hell. I don't like this place!" He snapped.
To anyone who didn't know the seemingly young boy was a demon they would think that he looked terribly sick. His face was flushed, he was shaking and his breath was coming out in short gasps. That was another thing that had surprised him. Demons still breathed even though there hearts didn't beat. This was also just one of those things you didn't really think about. When he was human Ciel didn't think about breathing so he reasoned that he shouldn't now he was a demon and therefore, in theory, dead. He felt like he wanted to puke which was another thing his body could not do unless it was under certain circumstances.
"Are you feeling well, young master." Sebastian asked voice laced with concern.
The young demon went to open his mouth to speak but a sudden wave of dizziness hit him and all he could manage was a groan before he fell backwards onto the snowy cobbled road.
He could hardly hear the butler calling for him worry etched all over his face, nor could he hear Grell scream in shock or the Undertaker's hushed giggles as he came over to inspect him. The only thought that raced through his head was 'What the Hell is happening' before the world before him went black.
A/N: I don't like this chapter. It doesn't seem as good as my others. I just can't write for Grell for some odd reason. Hopefully next chapter will be better. Well I hope you enjoyed it at least.