Hello my lovely readers! its sunday. Like i said last time, that now means an update. I cant believe i start my senior year in 3 days! i feel so old. (yes 16 almost 17 is now old). Enough of me, i bring you...ANOTHER CHAPTER! please enjoy-PenNinja

Faline didn't know what to say as the redheaded cross dressing shinigami walked her home. He looked almost depressed, although she didn't know if it was being scolded or being made to walk her back to Undertaker's that made him that way, it was almost disturbing to see him that way. She looked up at his face again, and when he glanced sideways at her, she quickly looked away. She heard him sigh loudly and came to the conclusion that she couldn't deal with the awkwardness anymore. Trying to strike up some conversation she casually threw her hands behind her head and said;

"soooooo...you looked nice tonight" That was all Grell needed to hear, and Faline instantly regretted it.

" OH! You thought so too? i was afraid the dress was a bit too much but then i decided..."

Faline rolled her eyes at the mans ability to talk about himself. As her mind began to wander, Grells words faded out. What had Ciel been thinking? That she would join him because he might have a way home for her? And Sebastian being revealed as a demon blew her mind a little. She knew she shouldn't have been surprised, after all, look at her current predicament. A predicament, she realized, that she had just lost her only lead to solving. The thought put her in a sour mood. She had been threatened and played for a sucker. She wasnt fond of playing a game she had no control over. A game, she realized, that she might not be able to win. Faline dropped her hands to her sides and clenched her fists. She hated losing. She hated being played. Grell seemed to notice the change in her demeanor and actually stopped talking long enough to ask what the problem was.

" Nothing." She stated simply.

Grell opened his mouth to argue when Faline put her hand up to silence him. She had heard something, not very loud, but loud enough to be human. It had come from somewhere behind them. She waited for about thirty more seconds and was about to call it quits when she heard footsteps approaching them. Grell looked like he was going to protest being silenced but noticed that Faline had turned around and followed suit. Two men were slowly approaching them. the where both rather plain men, brown hair, average build, though one was shorter than the other. Grell was thinking what fun this could be at about the same time Faline felt for her knife under the dress.

"so," one of the men addressed them "how much would it cost for you lovely ladies to accompany us somewhere?" two thoughts crossed Falines mind; "oh FUCK no you didn't!" and "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Grell is a guy! wouldn't that be a surprise?"

Grell, with a look of distaste, defensively pushed the fuming Faline behind him and replied; "how distasteful, Ladies such as ourselves have NO interest in such business!"

Faline knew he was only saying that because he didn't have his chainsaw to silence the men immediately, but she found the pissed off look on the mens faces amusing all the same. When they moved closer, Faline became a little worried, but remembering the first time she met Grell, in all his chainsaw-weilding angry glory, became less concerned. All the same, she removed her knife from the sheath attached to her thigh and got ready to cut someone. Grell just stepped in front of her again, giving her a look that said "don't bother". wait? was Grell protecting her, or was this part of the "escort her home" thing? Not that it mattered to her, a body guard was always welcome. it meant less work for her. When the men got closer, Grell started walking towards them, and they stopped, realizing just how tall Grell was. He stopped about two feet from the men and smiled, sharp teeth flashing and green eyes glowing. The both turned to run away when something stopped them.

"Lets get- OOF!"

Faline ran up next to Grell, who was staring in awe at the rather imposing man standing on the two idiots.
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earlier (from Draven's POV)

William had asked him to Shepard this girl and he would not fail. He had left with enough time to intercept the youth and the fool accompanying her. Quickly and quietly he ran along the roof tops of London, despising the human realm. It was disgusting, and it sickened him. But Will always spoke of the separation between emotion and the workplace. There was no room for emotion when it came to a shinigami on the job, so he swallowed his irritation and picked up his pace. He would be shadowing this girl until she was killed or removed, no matter what that meant.

He finally found them when he heard the incompetent red head going on about clothes three streets over. As previously stated; incompetent. Draven rolled his eyes and followed the sound, only to come upon his charge being bothered by a pair of slobs. He was going to intervene when he noticed the red head push the girl behind him. He decided to let the older shinimagi handle it, all the while quietly wondering why he was in a dress. His mind was quickly changed when the fool began to let the men run off? WHAT COULD HE BE THINKING? the last thing dispatch needed was description of "monsters" (who wou,d seem to have the description of a shinigami) spreading. In all truth it wasn't that big a deal, but Draven strove to be professional. Sighing, he brushed his orange hair out of his eyes and..."stopped" the two "gentleman", he heard the ever-satisfying crunch of a femur.
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Faline stood beside Grell, looking at the man standing on top of dumbass one and two. While Faline was busy making "raining men" jokes Grell, was touching up his makeup. Faline met the mans eyes and waited for him to say something. She took in his height and eyes, recognizing him as a shinigami. After about two minuets of silent eye contact, Faline turned back in the direction she had been previously walking and proceeded to continue that way, leaving Grell to swoon and the new guy to do...whatever. she was about weirded out for the day and ready to bathe and sleep.

Not knowing what else to do, Draven just followed the girl while Grell skipped behind him. This girl was NOT going to be fun to work with.

aaaand, CHAPTER! this was really just a filler chapter. I know they suck but they're kind of necessary. thanks to everyone who's followed me this far. I plan on s big revelation next chapter. PLEASE REVIEW!- PenNinja