William x Grell - 1
Before William T. Spears, head of the Shinigami Dispatch Division, could walk downstairs, it was only routine that something had produced a loud "BOOM!" in the building. He had a feeling it was Grell Sutcliff being influenced to do something by Ronald Knox. "Ugh... I will get a headache with all of this exploding every other morning..." As he walked toward the accident, there was Allen whom had the job of cleaning up after them. "Ronald, I told you liquid nitrogen was going to blow up in the microwave, you idiot!" yelled Grell as he came in William's vision, but then soon had disappeared behind him. "Mr. Sutcliff. Please refrain from touching me." He then shooed the reaper's hands off of his shoulders when Ronald laughed from a swivel chair beside William. "Sorry, Grell-senpai! It was still halarious, though!" He had continued laughing until he saw William's narrowed eyes. When he saw them, he lowered his head like a puppy being scolded.
"I'm his favorite, obviously!" Grell stuck his tounge out at him. "Nu-uh!" he argued. "Neither of you are my favorite. You should have learned that by now," He fixed his tilted glasses with the tip of his spear death-scythe. "What?!" they both shouted in unison, looking at William with a shock, "Who's your favorite, Will-senpai?!"
"I hate all of you," he said harshly and paced toward the microwave that had been changed from a solid to a liquid. The liquid nitrogen had already been cleaned carefully by Allen; but the microwave had been dismissed by Grell and Ronald as they hugged one another sobbing over the news that William had chosen neither of them, "Will is so cold!" Grell whined. "I bet he'll give me overtime!" Ronald followed. Of course though, Ronald didn't have the kind of affection for William that Grell had proposed. Ronald wanted him to be his best friend whereas Grell wanted William to admit his love to him.
"Face it, Grell-senpai, William is a rabbit. You're a cat, and I'm a mouse! None of us go together!"
That's when Grell stopped sobbing for a moment to look up at Ron sternly with his beguiling yellow-green eyes. "You don't say that in front of me, got it?" He growled at him. Ronald had forgotten how many personalities Grell possessed. "Animals have been making combinations for years! Just because he's a different 'species' doesn't mean he can't love another 'species,' you idiot!" he had explained. "Yes, Grell-senpai." He saluted jokingly, although Grell walked in the other direction seriously, storming off.
When Grell reached his Division room - Room 2, beside William's and Ronald's, he picked up his William voodoo doll who had been taken perfect care of, unlike the dismembered Madam Red, the eye-gouged Ciel, and the cut-open women in the corner. "So, Will-chan, you've seemed to take a liking to no one? That's untrue, isn't it? You're just too 'tough' to admit it!" Grell reassured himself, talking to the doll. "You have no use on my wardrobe, no. Next to that...." He drew his finger away from the direction he was pointing it. It was Madam he had regarded. ".... that girl." He couldn't bring himself to say her name, knowing he had obviously loved her; and so did William. Yet, he had killed her. Surprisingly, not out of jealousy at all.
"See, Will-chan, sometimes life isn't fair to those who are like you and I." He had set the doll on the nightstand beside his red-silk blanketed bed with black lace on it. As he lyed on his bed, eyes shut, he put his hand on his nightstand ---- and fell asleep.
William x Grell - 2
"William," called Ron from the further left wing with a clipboard. "What is it? I've no time for neucular explosions this morning." he replied, dismissively. "No, it's not that. Grell-senpai; he didn't complete his work yesterday! He fell asleep at 5:00 when his shift was until the minimum of 2:00 A.M.! I finished my work at 11:00 P.M., William!" he announced proudly. "Cheers. Tell Grell to take the list from drawer C-2031 and C-2032. He will finish both lists. I assume you've already recieved your list." William walked away. As always, Ronald was trying to impress Will. Disappointedly, he frowned, looking at what he had written on his clipboard. It was a resumee for an upcoming employee. Someone named "Vinson."
Oops.
"Oh, well. No one will miss this 'Vinson' guy." He threw the clipboard aside, hoping someone would notice it was Allen's. "Overtime." said William from afar. "Crap!"
Grell came from his room with his hair 'perfect' and his nails painted although his hands were covered by black gloves. "Ohhh, Will-chan!" Of course, William only looked back at him with cold eyes, "Yes, Mr. Sutcliff?" In this tone, someone would usually act accordingly. Not Grell. With a hug from behind, Grell giggled only for William to give him a threatening glare. "Remember what I said about you touching me...?"
But as always, Grell decided to move his hands from William's collar to his stomach with a wink, "Don't be so cold, Will! You know I hate that!" And to think; just yesterday he was being depressed. William had hit Grell's head with his spear --- Grell ducked and covered his head, "Ow! Ow! Ow!"
"Get to your lists." William walked away. "Yes, sir..." sighed Grell, looking at the lists, each with about 23 names. "Oh, this is going to be a pain."
♂ + ♂ = ♥
After Grell's 46 kills were finished, he marched into William's office with his pink nurse's outfit, without his gloves which hid his pink nails. "Ohhh, William!"
He sat on William's desk with a giggle as if seducing him --- although we ALL know Grell's motive. "What is it, Sutcliff?" asked William, refusing to look at him as if expecting he would do this. "Aww, don't ignore me!" He put his hands on William's shoulders teasingly. "Don't ignore you? I'm speaking, aren't I?"
"That's not what I mean!~ ... Oh, fine! You made me!" Grell then kissed his cheek. "Sutcliff!" William growled, turning around, just then noticing the uniform. That's when he blushed, turning his head away. "I saw that!" Grell pointed out. "That's the first time I've seen you change color!~♥"
"What are you talking about, you delusional shinigami?"
"I love how you're trying to hide it!" Grell swayed, obviously proud of his challenge. "Get out of my office, Sutcliff." he growled. "Oooh~ Maybe I should have told you before, but we're getting married tomorrow!~" squealed Grell in a fangirl's tone. "... WHAT? ..." exclaimed William, "Usually someone ASKS first!"
Grell moved from the desk to his lap and giggled, "Not me!"
William x Grell - 3
"I can't believe Sutcliff would go to this big of an extreme..."
