"You are pretty." He put a hand on the girl's shoulder. "You kind of remind me of someone I know... They have red hair, just like yours, but, a bit more untame..." Sebastian laughed softly. "I can't seem to every get rid of 'em, and on occasion that person is a bit dramatic and annoys someone I work with... But, yanno. Maybe it's not so bad." He smiled at the girl. "Now smile and come back into class, alright?" He stood and held a hand out to her.

Grell wanted to laugh. Sebastian still seemed not to know that 'Gwen' was Grell. This was a pretty good disguise though. William had done a good job with it, though he was wishing for bigger fake boobs. He needed to be appealing if he was to be abducted by a crazy girl snatcher. Maybe the guy had bad taste. He certainly hoped so. He needed to find out who the person was. Grell took the teacher's hand and went back into the classroom, sitting at his desk.

Sebastian resumed teaching the class, a nagging voice in the back of his head wondering what Grell was even up to anyways. He, however, couldn't let that distract him from the work at hand. Someone in the school had to be the one abducting students, and it was up to him to find out who.

Grell listened, and was glad when the class was over. He went to all of his other classes, and then was ready toake his way home...well, to his foster home. He was to walk all alone according to William, so he was venerable and easy to snatch up. They were basically trying to get him kidnapped. He sighed and walked, shifting his bookrack on his shoulder.

Sebastian gathered up the few things he needed to take back to the manor, including his notes on all the teachers, and students he had encountered before walked out of his classroom and saw Grell/Gwen walking down the hall. He felt the need to warn the girl about the abductor. "Gwen, please come over here for a moment."

Grell froze dead in his tracks, feeling his blood freeze. He moved towards the demon and didn't make eye contact. "Yes sir?" He asked, careful to make his voice sound as far from his own as possible. He was already scared that maybe he knew exactly who 'Gwen' really was. "I've got to get home or my folks will worry sir." He said quietly.

"I just wanted to tell you to be careful. There are a lot of girls disappearing around here, and it would be sad for you to vanish." He patted her head softly. "And don't hold your head down." He frowned. "Prove that boy wrong as show your beauty." He smiled softly at the girl

Grell frowned when Sebastian told him to hold his head up. "What beauty.." He muttered softly. "And I already knew about that whole abducting girls thing. I don't have any other way to get home though, so I kind of have to walk." He shrugged. "My foster parents said they don't have time to come and pick me up from school. Besides. It's broad daylight...who's going to snack someone up in daylight?" Grell knew that someone would though. Crime wasn't just a night. He couldn't help but think that Sebastian was rather sweet for a demon. He knew he must be blushing.

"Well," Sebastian sighed. "I do hope to see you in class tomorrow." He looked at the girl for a second and patted her shoulder. "Have a safe walk home." Sebastian walked out of the school building, watching for any suspicious figures to be following students or any of the girls.

Grell broke out running and then went down the allyway where most of the blood from the victims had been found. He was really trying to get the murderer to come after him. He heard a deep, sensual chuckle. "Well hello miss." The guy said and Grell whirled around. He pulled out his death scythe abs held it out in front of himself. "Oh! Even better! A sweet little Shinigami. Aren't you cute!" The guy was obviously a demon. Grell was easily overpowered and slit on the leg. Blood gushed and he dropped to the ground.

Sebastian's senses perked at the scent of fresh blood and he went toward it. 'Where is it?' He walked quickly down the streets then stopped at a corner where the scent was strongest. Glancing around the corner, he saw Gwen, collapsed on the ground with... A Death Scythe beside her?! Sebastian looked at the guy then stepped into the open, hand in his back pocket. "Excuse me." He glared demonically at the man. "Has no one taught you it's rude to harm a lady?!"

Grell could hear the guy laughing at Sebastian. "That's no lady!" The guy ripped Grell's shirt clean off his body and he squeaked, covering his chest like there was something to hide. "He's still cute though, so he'll be a great addition to my record." The guy cut a little scratch on Grell's neck. "Do you want him?" The guy asked. "Because you'll have to bargin." Grell glared at Sebastian. "Just go." He warned. "Don't get involved."

"I said." He threw a pen at the man, piercing through the guy's skin. "It's rude to harm a lady." Sebastian ran up to the man and pinned him to the wall by his neck. "And not just Grell. All of the other girls that you have been harming."

Grell grinned at Sebastian and then stuck his tounge out at his attacker. "Hehe." He giggled. "You got burnt!" Hensaid and then laughed some more. He was surprised Sebastian even knew it was him. Within seconds the other demon was ontop of him, holding Grell's own scythe to his slender neck. "Now, now, let's all play nice! This little reaper is my prey, not yours darling man."

Sebastian glared at the man, his eyes flashing a deeper red. "It would be in your best interest to drop the scythe." Sebastian didn't want Grell to get hurt, and he was having an issue seeing how to get around this. "I might have something you are more interested in. Do you know of the name Phantomhive?"

The demon turned and looked at Sebastian seemingly for the first time. "So, You're that demon?" He seemed pleased and backed off of Grell, slamming Sebastian against the wall and kissing him. "Mmmmmm. I've heard of you." He hummed. "I have to say, I admire you." Grell felt jealousy surge up through him like a fire. He grabbed the now abandoned scythe and plunged it into the man's back, making him roar, and then Grell collapsed into unconsciousness.

Sebastian shoved the guy against the opposite wall, causing the scythe to plunge all the way through, poking out of the guy's stomach. He grabbed the blade and ripped it through the demon, ignoring the cuts on his hands. As the man fell to the ground Sebastian went instantly to Grell's side, ripping off the inner lining of his coat and wrapping it tight around the wound on his leg before wiping the blood off the red-head's neck. He scooped the shinigami up in his arms. "Grell, I'm going to take you home." He said, despite the fact Grell probably couldn't hear him

Grell's thoughts were swimming around, giving him odd dreams...or something like dreams. He felt sick and fevered, pain somewhere distant and far off, an odd feeling to have. He couldnt recall exactly what was going on, only heard the deep mutter of Sebastian's voice. He wasn't sure what was being said, or why Sebastian was here, or why the only thing he could smell was the strong scent off fresh blood and death. The next thing he heard was another voice. It sounded like Will. Them he heard nothing at all.
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William went to see the damage done to Grell and yelled at Sebastian. "You useless demon!" He screamed. "Now I might have to find a Replacment! You know how hard that is?!" He ranted, not happy that his subordinate had been injured, not because he cared about Grell, but because he needed someone to do work for him

"You have no idea what he just went through!" Sebastian just glared at William. "He almost died because you tried using him as bait!" He was still enraged because of the demon that was now dead. "And you're trying to work him to death! At the rate you were going you'd have to find a replacement anyways!!!"

Will rolled his eyes. "Hmp! I can work him as hard as I like! You forget that he's mine, NOT yours." William wanted to hurt Sebastian if he could. "You know, I don't even see why you care demon. He was always depressed because you rejected him so harshly. He would've commuted suicide if I hadn't convinced him to keep on living! He owes me his life, and he doesn't care a thing for you anymore. He's over you." William was telling a huge lie, but he felt the need to emotionally break the demon who seemed to have found some sort of new found love for Grell.

"I... Don't care." He felt his face flush just slightly. "He's still a person and needs to be treated with respect." He glared. "He can be over me all he wants. He's my friend, and I plan on being there to help him if I can." The voice began nagging at the back of his head, but he let it become blocked.

William pranced off. "Very well! You take care of him until he's useful again. I don't need him in that condition." He left and just as that happened, Grell started to stir. He curled up closer to Sebastian's chest and yawned. "You're so warm." He muttered, eyes still closed. "Thank you Sebastian...for everything." He said, blushing as red as his own hair and planting a kiss on the butler's smooth cheek. "You've done enough now. Just put me down, I'll be ok, just a little sore." He felt guilty for making Sebastian have to work to help him get better.

Sebastian set Grell down gently. "Grell, you worry me a lot." He patted the shinigami's head. "And I really don't know why..." He sat beside Grell and put a head against his shoulder. "There's something suppressed in my memory... And..." Sebastian hesitated for a moment. He didn't know if he should actually tell the red-headed reaper. "And I think it has something to do with you... Or, at least your scent."

Grell frowned when Sebastian said he worried him. "I-I...I'm sorry. I honestly don't mean to." He felt horrible now, until he listened to Sebastian talk. He was confused now. "I don't understand. Why would my scent be in your memory? I don't remember anything that should be a surpressed memory." He wondered what it was that the other couldn't remember. This didn't make much sense. He snuggled himself into Sebastian's body and breathed in the nice scent of him, closing his eyes. He could seriously stay here like this for forever. "So, when did you figure out Gwen was Grell?" He asked, wondering how long it had taken the demon to figure it out.

"Um, when you were attacked..." He wrinkled his nose. "But, I don't think you'd know the memory... I just thought I'd tell you..." He sighed softly. "I really want to know the memory or whatever it is though. It bugs me so bad, but I faint when I get close to it."