My Sebby <3
 

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Staring...he was simply staring into the window. Sure, that was creepy, but why shouldn't he? He was at the phantomhive manor, watching Sebastian do his chores. Why he did this he wasn't sure, but for some reason he was just obsessed with this demon. There was someting dark and seductive about him that Grell just couldn't dismiss from his attention. His only goal was to get rid of the only thing standing between him and his idol. That obstacle was Ceil, Ceil Phantomhive. That boy was Sebastian's very life, the only thing that the butler seemed to care about. His jealousy was horrible, eating at him like a sickness he couldn't be rid of. He just kept standing there until he heard Ceil approaching. He ran off, wondering why the young 'master' was even outside. He'd return later to spy again.

Grell peered down at Sebastian in his room, hiding up in the air shaft right above Sebastian's bed. This was certainly creepy, even for him, and he knew he might should try and leave soon. He certainly didn't need to get caught. He just didn't want to stop his staring was the problem. He sighed and shifted back until his was in an aircent that was put in the hallway. He climbed out and jumped down to the floor, happy to be in the house. He hummed quietly and then looked around, snatching a photo that had Sebastian in it and then leaving.

---------- Post added 04-27-2012 at 10:21 PM ----------

Sebastian looked up from the neck tie he was doing for Ciel. "As soon as I am finished with this, my young master." He finished the simple tie, insuring that it was symmetrical and stood straight. "Do call if you need me, master." With a devilish smile and bow, Sebastian walked out of Ciel's room and went down the hall to begin looking for clues of the intruder, and was prepared to exterminate him to ensure his young master's safety. He had to admit though, he had been getting the feeling for quite a while now that someone had been watching him. He just hadn't given any thought to it because the feeling did not extend to one of danger for Ciel. It must have made his young master uncomfortable though... And he could understand why.

Ceil nodded in approval. "Yes. Please do." He already was pretty sure he knew who the spy was. It was most likely Grell, that crazy reaper, or whatever he was. Ceil really didn't like that guy at all. First of all foe killing his aunt, and second because he was always flirting with Sebastian. He remembered Grell saying something about wanting to have his butler's babies. That was simply not going to happen if Ceil had a choice. He was pretty sure Sebastian didn't like Grell anyway.
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Grell yawned and sat up, stretching his arms and then standing. His red hair was all over the place and he took a shower, washing it and then getting it fixed. He decided today was a good day to go swimming, so he just wore a tanktop and some shorts. He planed on just walking down to go swimming as was plan, but then he had the urge to walk to the Phantomhive boy's house again. He figured he could just peak for a little while. What could it hurt? He noticed that Sebastian seemed to be looking for something . Had he some how found out Grell had been stalking around here? Surely not! That wouldn't be a pleasant thing to go through.

Sebastian froze, sensing a presence, and quickly, almost in a blink of an eye, appeared behind the red-headed reaper. "Grell Sutcliff. Why am I not surprised?" He raised an eyebrow at the scarcely dressed man in front of him. "I'll give you five seconds to vacate the premises. You are becoming quite the burden to the estate, and to the master." His gaze hardened to a glare. "And to appear so scantily-clad. You truly are a disgrace to your profession."

Grell felt his blood freeze as someone appeared behind him. He stood up straight and felt goosebumps form on his arms. He turned around slowly and saw Sebastian. "Bassie!!!" He squealed and almost hugged him before listening to what was to be said. "Bur...den..." he repeated slowly and felt his heart sink. A pouty little frown crossed his lips. "I'm not hurting anything! How am I a burden?" He voice had a little squeak at the end. He pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose and the crossed his arms. "Hmp." He couldn't believe Sebastian had basically called him a skank. "I'll have you know that I'm going swimming!" He declared. "That kind of insult is not the way a butler should talk to a lady!" He already knew he sucked at being a reaper, so that insult didn't really hurt at all. He proceeded to stomp away, falling flat on his face instead of making an angered exit. Now that he was throughly humiliated, he ran off to find the nearest place to swim.

Something tugged at him at the way the young reaper had reacted. He may have been harsh, but he was being a pest to the master. But, still something was hurting. "I must get that checked..." He walked back into the house to make sure everyone was doing their duties before going back outside, and wandering the woods, hunting for the one thing he loved. His precious cat.

Grell found a small pond out in the woods and smiled. This had been precisely what he was looking for. He slipped off his shirt and sat by the edge of the pond, then screamed bloody murder as something rubbed up against his leg. He hadn't known what it was and fell in in fright. When he resurfaced from the water and peaked out cautiously, he saw a cat. It was black as night and stared at him curiously through yellow eyes. Grell smiled at the animal and removed his rectangular glasses, setting them down on his towel and then laying out and letting the cat crawl up on his chest. It walked around a few times before settling in the middle of Grell's body and it purred lightly, lulling Grell into sleep.

Sebastian looked in all of the usual spots for the midnight-colored cat, but to his disdain, came up empty handed. A frown crossed his face before a realization dawned on him. "He might have gotten thirsty..." Turning on his heel, he walked toward the pond that was a decent distance away from his master's manor, yet still on the property. When he got to the clearing, he was pleasantly surprised to see the cat. Yet, what surprised him even more than that, was that the cat was curled up on the sleeping chest of a certain red-headed reaper. Sebastian instantly felt bad for the reaper for the way he had treated him. Maybe he should apologize for his rude-words, especially since his cat seemed to approve of Grell. With a step forward, he spoke. "Grell. Do wake up please."

Grell had been sleeping, a rather pleasant dream in his mind. He heard a voice and moaning sleepily, not wanting to get up. He peaked one green eye open and caught sight of something blurry and clad in black. "Eh?" He blinked a few times and sat up, the cat jumping up from his chest. "Se...ba...stain..?" He asked, still sleepy and guessing that he as just in another dream. Why would Sebastian be here and why would he want Grell to wake up? Unless he was mad Grell was still on the property. He wasn't really wanting the demon to end his life, so he stood and pulled back on his shirt. "Sorry. I feel asleep.." He muttered, starting to walk away. He hoped the butler would let him off the hook. Then again, he had warned Grell to get off of the property. He didn't watch his step and feel into the pond with a high pitched scream. He came up with his long red hair hanging in his eyes.

Sebastain blank once as Grell woke. With one hand he scooped up the cat and scratched it behind his ear, not speaking since the reaper seemed to be sorry for being around still. "Oh!" His eyes widened as the red head fell into the water. "Grell?" He walked to the edge of the pond and held his free arm out to Grell. "take my hand so you can stand up, you clumsy fool." His gaze was emotionless. "You'll somehow find a way to catch a cold, despite the fact that you really can't..."

Grell spit out the foul tasting water and then grabbed a hold on Sebastian's hand. The emotionless look in the butler's eyes made Grell shiver, wondering what was going on in that magnificent mind of his. "S-Sebby...?" He was about as red ad his hair and he was hoisted out of the pond and onto dry land. He was shivering and peeled off his soaked shirt, leaving on the pants. He didn't want Sebastian to see him in all of his glory. He tried to give one of his characteristic Cheshire grins but failed. It simply looked like a pitiful grimace. "Urmm...I guess i'll be leaving now." He said awkwardly. "Thanks for helping me put of the water and all." He took off running away from the phantomhive manor property.

---------- Post added 04-30-2012 at 07:54 PM ----------

(you are going to love what I'm wearing tomorrow! <3)

Sebastain frowned as the reaper ran away from the manor. He seemed like he was absolutely embarrassed beyond all aspects of embarrassment. "He's a complete nut." Sebastain laughed and walked back to the manor as he scratched behind the cat's ear. "I don't know what you fascination with him is though..." He set the cat down and watched it run into the woods before he walked into the manor to bring his master his morning tea and cake. "Young Master, the burden was remedied. Is there anything else you need taking car of, sir?" He bowed as he set the tea in front of the boy and poured him a glass. "I have Earl Grey for you today, by the way."

Grell ran all the way back to the manor he was staying at, feeling his humiliation worsen. He was such an idiot. He should've know to get off the property when warned the first time, yet something had made him want to stay. Maybe it was because he didn't like being away from Sebastian. He was so afraid that the little brat was involved with the man he cared the most about. He went up to his room and turned off the light, collapsing on the bed and turning into a big emotional mess of tears and sobs. He felt a hand on his shoulder. "Shhh.." a soft voice soothed and he turned to a young woman who had the sane flaming hair and green eyes. His sister. "Grell, what's wrong?" She asked and he sobbed again. "Im an idiot.." He cried and she held him, trying to console him and listening to him talk about his day and his encounter with Sebastian.

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Ceil looked at Sebastian with an eyebrow raised. His butler was perfectly fine and had no blood, his or Grell's, on him. "You didn't kill him." The young boy said quietly. "Why?" He asked, curious as to what Sebastian's feelings for Grell must be. "Were you two friends before or something?" He asked, confused.

"I'm not sure, sir." He set the steaming cup in front of Ciel and mixed in the proper amount of sugar. "I can't quite put a finger on why I can't do anything to him... It... wouldn't seem right..." Sebastain winced slightly, something pounding at his head. "I'm sorry for not eliminating the burden master..." He bowed his head in shame. "I will... I will do something about him..." He was confusing himself. He never hesitated like this before.

Grell was almost asleep as his sister stroked his hair, humming softly. She was pretty sorry for Grell. Her baby brother had the emotional maturity of a teenage girl. Most gay guys did it seemed. She was glad when he fell completely asleep and laid him out on his bed. She dressed in some nice clothes and then went to go visit this Sebastian and give him a peice of her mind.

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Ceil smiled softly, knowing Sebastian must he getting soft. Ceil would've killed Grell in a heartbeat if he was Capra le of bringing down the reaper. He wouldn't order his butler to kill him though. He thought it would be interesting to see where this went. He heard a knock on the door. "I'll get it Sebastian." He said, going to the door as wasn't his habit. He normally let Sebastian get it. Veil was surprised to see Grell standing there, and then he was slapped making him yelp. "G-Grell?!" He yelled, looking closely. Grell looked so different. He was taller and his hair was curled, his eyes seemed a lighter color and he had...boobs? "Grell.." He said with a sigh. "Why are you dressed like a woman?" The Grell started yelling. "I am Tarra! Grell's sister!" She boomed. "Vring me Sebastian so I can kick his ass into new zeland! No asshole will make my brother cry!"

Sebastain listened carefully from around the corner, refusing to let him master be at risk terribly. When he heard the slap, he made an appearance quick. "How dare you hit my master!" He glared at the person in the doorway. "Who are you and what are you doing uninvited at this manor?" He walked forward and pushed Ciel behind him. His eyes widened when he realized how much the stranger looked like Grell. "Wh-who are you?" His normal demeanor vanished fast.

Tarra continued to yell. "Why shouldn't I hit him?! He has a horribly undelightful creature like you as a butler!" She was clearly angry and her green eyes flared to the same shade of Grell's. Her hair was flying about as she moved around, stomping her foot in rage. "All he wanted was for you to pay him a little attention. You called him a burden and a skank! How dare you!" She was a rather energetic girl as far as Ceil could see. He could defiantly see Grell in her, but her brother was...well, not as angry. He didn't stand up for himself the way she was doing. "And you don't have to worry about him on your bloody estate again. He won't ever see you again of I get my way!" She pointed at Sebastian, hit him and then slammed the door, stalking away to check on her brother who didn't even know she was gone.

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Ceil was glad when Grell's sister left. "Wow...she was annoying, but in a different way than Grell." He said flatly. "Good job. You managed to get that pest reaper away for good." He said, his voice still void of all emotion. He really didn't like the red headed man. The guy liked Sebastian and was to much of a coward to make a real, serious move. Instead he acted silly and stupid. It was despicable in his opinion.

Sebastain put a hand on his cheek tenderly where he was hit. He felt something tighten as the girl walked off after yelling at him. He hadn't called Grell a skank, had he? He ran the day through his mind, but couldn't recall what he had said to the reaper. He sighed inwardly and looked to his master with a smile, masking his utter confusion. "Well, that is one less burden to bother you, master. Shall I go make you an ice pack for your cheek?" He frowned at the hand mark that marred the young boy's skin.

Tarra went in and saw Grell sitting at the window, staring out in a lonely way. "You'll find a guy one day Grell." She said softly and patted his slender shoulder. "That Sebastian guy was all looks. He's just and asshole, ignore what he says." She could tell he wasn't listening. She went to her cabinet and for some Gin, mixing it into some orange juice. Her brother wouldn't have any idea what he was drinking, and being drunk would make Grell feel much better she was sure. He chugged it down, clearly thirsty and not tasting the flavorless alcohol. Crying so much had stuffed up his nose, so he didn't smell it either. He drank as many glasses as Tarra offered and ended up passing out on the floor.
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"Grell...Grell..? Baby, wake up." A soft voice called to him. He had a horrible headache and he was still kind of depressed. "Tarra." He muttered and she made him drink something to get rid of his hangover. "Come on baby brother. Get dressed so we can go out. You know it'll be fun." Grell made his way to the shower and cleansed himself and then slid on some garments, letting himself be dragged to a carriage. "Your hands are so cold." Tarra commented and he shrugged. They drove into town and visited by a shop. Tarra was looking for a way to cheer the gloomy reaper up and failing completely at the task.

Sebastain looked at the short list he had created for his trip out to the market. He was low on teas and was in need of some ingredients for cake. He had no clue why /he/ was the one going out for the shopping, but he had to clear his head or he would go absolutely insane inside that manor.

Tarra sighed as Grell simply stared at the flour. She collected all of the supplies to make a strawberry cake, hoping that would maybe raise his spirits. He seemed so abnormal that it worried her. He'd never been affected like this. Not even when Willam rejected him. "Why am I gay?" He asked, his voice cracking and his shoulders drooping. She nearly dropped the basket she was holding. "What? Why shouldn't you be..?" She hated this mood Grell was in. It was rather horrifying to watch him act like his emotions had been stolen. He wasnt even crying anymore, just staring blankly. She looked into his puffy red, dark rimmed eyes. "You are who you are. Someone worth your whole will come along and it'll all go ok." She patted his back and grabbed more flour. She saw a glimpse of black hair in the corner of her eye, but didn't loom to see who it was. Grell wasn't paying any attention to his surroundings either.

Sebastian looked through the window of the shop with flour. Grell and the spunky woman were in there and he frowned is disdain as his chest tightened. "What the bloody hell..." He walked away from the store for a moment, then resolved himself to walk in so he could get the last thing on his list.

Grell was still staring when Tarra grabbed his hand, frowning when her brother jerked away, eyes widening in what appeared to be horror. "Ooo...I've got to go.." He hissed and tried to bolt. Tarra grabbed him around the waist, holding his slender body against her own to keep him from running away. "Taara!" His voice had risen an octive in his terror. "Please. I want to go home!" He was being louder than he meant to be and people stared. Tarra glared at him and clamped a hand over his mouth until she saw why he was stressing out so much. There was Sebastian at the door. She grabbed Grell's arm and dragged him to the checkout and paid. She then pulled him out right past the demon butler, allowing Sebastian a good look at Grell's pale, sick looking face. She wanted him to feel guilty. The other re head was tense the whole time he was dragged, feeling like he might die if he had to get near Sebastian. Just as they pased the man out the door, Grell's body was pressed against Sebastian's for a brief moment. The door was not meant for three to pass through at once. He thought he was going to die of humiliation.

Sebastian cringed after Grell squeezed by him. He looked at his list, reading and rereading it until the words lost meaning. Why was he at the store again? Why was his mind blank right now? He dropped his list and supplies and walked out after the two redheads. "Grell! Please wait! I need to speak with you!" He felt a pang in his chest that stopped him dead in his tracks and sent him to his knees. "What..." His voice dropped to a whisper. "What's going on...?" Forget... Bury it and forget... "Nng?!" He grabbed his head in pain before blacking out right there on the street.

Grell screeched and pulled out of Tarra's grasp, running to Sebastian. "Sebastian?! SEBASTIAN?!?!" He screamed. He fell down beside the blacked out butler. He couldn't understand what had happened. He took him back to the carriage with them and put him in his room at his and Tarra's manor. he stared at him and got a wet cloth, wiping down his forehead. He removed Sebastian's tailcoat and shoes, not taking anything else off due to fear of personal space violating. He felt sick and afraid. What was wrong with Sebastain. He hoped the other would wake up soon and be ok.