Chocolate and Strawberries VI(18+)
Sebastian Michaelis was not cold hearted as most thought. There was no ice to chip away at, nor did he not own one. He simply saw it as any other organ that served its propose.. Personality and feelings came from the soul that was why they made such good meals.
The crashing sound of a window in the Phantomhive manors bedroom, made Grell, literally, jump out of his skin. Before he knew it, the business end of William T Spearss death scythe was pressed hard to the red-heads neck. He knew this would happen, that they would find him and kill him whilst Sebastian wasnt around.
Ciel was receiving a violin lesion from his usual tutor when the smashing sound of the window made him drop the thing to the ground and run into the hall to investigate the noise, he must of smelt of fear, because within a moment, Sebastian had appeared at the end of the hall, he was previously at the market, picking up ingredients for tonights supper.
Chocolate and strawberries V Nightmare in the rainRain was pouring.
The back streets of London where drenched with rain and blood.
Blood of the nameless large man lying on the floor with a dozen sharp silver knives
piercing his chest.
Blood of Grell Sutcliff, holding his new born child, kneeling in pain, not knowing where the stain of his blood began and the material of his red, gentlewomans dress ended.
Sebastian held the glowing ball of green light he had ruthlessly pulled from the nameless man. Each soul was the colour of that persons aura, all slightly unique. If he had more time to prepare, he would have liked his childs first soul to have been the one he had been preparing for him himself, carefully cultivated by the childs fathers hands, but as it turns out, nothing was as planned and Master Ciels soul was not yet ready. As the rain pounded them, the smallest, unplanned edition to the twisted Michaelis-Sutcliff relationship did nothing but squirm and scream.
Bassy I dont know wha- I can&
chocolate and strawberries interlude II Valentines
(I did decide to make this an interlude to my Chocolate & Strawberries fic, but it really can be read as a one shot Oh, and artwork isnt mine, was just badly edited by me and taken from one of my many Kuro picture folders)
This was the first time in so long that Grell had even had someone to treat on Valentines day, so he was certainly going to make the most of it. Today, he decided, was the day for a little romance, Grell style. After pressing his lips to Sebastians and successfully waking him up, The Reaper had disappeared before the man could open his eyes.
Sebastians young master had planned to spend the day with his fiancÚ, which was going to leave the demon butler alone in the large mansion to finish paperwork, or, so he thought, seeing as he was just disturbed from his rest in a sleeping-beauty manor. He now had assumed he wasnt alone. Sitting bolt upright pretty much straight away, Sebastian brushed a hand through his bangs and sighed, noticing
Chocolate and Strawberries interludeThe inner most thoughts of Grell Sutcliff:
Every day was a night out.
The last stroke of eyeliner was always a relief at 5am in the morning. The reaper had been up early, taking a warm bath, covering himself in sweet smelling perfume and applying makeup. Usually, the last step though, even after dressing, was removing the few rollers he had placed at the top of his head, spraying the little flicks they created to make sure they could handle the rest of the day which he knew would involve a stupid amount of excursion. Today, however, was different, he hadn't had the time to worry about rollers the night before. It was sometimes hard doing this, getting up so early, spending so long on ones appearance, but he truthfully wouldn't have it any other way. He couldn't image his life without these comforting rituals; his interest with the male lifestyle begins and ends at having one in his bed. In all honesty, the red head didn't mind having the body he was born with, certain parts were far be
Chocolate and strawberries IVChocolate and strawberries; Reaped by the reapers.
It had been three long days since the night Sebastian had visited our favourite Mistress Grell. He had only wished that their next meeting would have been under happier circumstances..
'Sebastian! Find out who is at the door, immediately!'
Ciel, the butler's master, had bellowed his orders from his chamber, it was the dead of night, at least 3am, and the knock wasn't that of someone who cared much.
Upon opening the door after a long walk through the house, Sebastian was more than surprised to be greeted by Grell, covered in blood, a hand over the deep wound in his side.
'The colour red...' he coughed out, the reaper clearly in pain 'the colour of fiery passion....and death...'
He quickly slumped forward into Sebastian's arms, to which he had just had time to change hands of the candelabra he was holding.
'Grell?' Sebastian questioned, frowning a little as he caught the man, helping him to stumble forward into the house. He would have e