Chapter One

"Sebas-chan!"

Running footsteps.

"My dear Sebby!"

Thud.

Ciel Phantomive looked up from his newspaper from where he was seated at the dining table, only to see Grell's face being smashed into a wall by Sebastian. Grell was making these pathetic whimpers, flailing his arms wildly as if his life depended on it.

The 12-year-old clicked his tongue in agitation. "What is he doing here?" His eyes flickered to his butler.

Sebastian managed to keep Grell at bay while looking as proper as ever, though Ciel expected no less. "Causing an annoyance, Young Master," he simply replied, increasing the grinding of the Death God's face into the wall, then pulling the body away roughly by his hair.

Ciel went back to his newspaper, seemingly uninterested. "Well take care of it."

The demon nodded and sent Grell flying backwards, but his eyes stayed on the wall, on the blood that was now there. He sighed audibly. "Now look what you did. It's going to stain." He turned to the limp body on the floor, his eyes cold. "State your business for being here."

Grell sat up, rubbing the side of his head, muttering something about the demon and 'always damaging his pretty face'. When Sebastian's words registered, he pouted. "So mean, Sebas-chan. Ladies prefer to be treated better, you know!"

A look of something between irritation and disgust crossed Sebastian's features. "If you are here just for a visit, I suggest you leave. Your presence isn't needed."

The Death God crossed his arms, turning his head to the side, and made a 'humph' sound. "One of these days you will regret kicking me out, Sebby. It's been fate that has brought us together!" He stayed rooted to the floor.

"Young Master, it won't leave."

Ciel took a small bite of his dessert before speaking, his tone bored. "Maybe if you just give it what it wants, it'll go away."

"I beg to differ, my lord. Give a dog a bone and it will constantly return."

Grell, who had been listening to this exchange with interest, finally realized they were talking about him. "I'm sitting right here! And I'm not an 'it'! I'm a lady!"

Sebastian sighed. "Why are you here?" he repeated once more.

"Well," Grell began, his pout turning into excitement, "Will gave me the day off. And little Ciel made a promise to me!"

Said boy glanced to the right of him, raising his eyebrows. "What promise is that exactly?" He raised his teacup to his lips, taking another sip, and then promptly began choking on it when he heard the answer to his question a second later.

"That I get a day with Sebby and kiss him… with tongue! I've planned many things to do today!" he said excitedly. He then said something under his breath, and to Ciel, it sounded suspiciously like 'naughty things.'

Sebastian swatted Ciel's back to help stop the choking, but Ciel slapped his hand away. "I'm fine," he croaked out.

After a few moments, Ciel felt like he could talk properly again. "Hm… I did promise that, didn't I?"

Grell finally stood up then, clasping his hands together, his previous pain forgotten. "Yes, yes, you did! Is this the day?" He stared starry-eyed at Sebastian, his body in a seductive pose.

Sebastian merely smirked back. For surely the Young Master wouldn't agree. There was much to be done- he couldn't avoid his butler duties just for the sake of pleasing this… thing.

"May I kill him, my lord?"

"I suppose it wouldn't hurt, Grell" said Ciel, ignoring Sebastian, a finger on his chin thoughtfully. His eyes portrayed amusement. "I can manage with the other servants for the rest of the day."

The smirk was gone.

Sebastian tensed, his whole body seemingly made of stone. His face was unreadable. "Pardon?"

Ciel chuckled, resting his chin in his hand. "You are you spend the day with Grell. A promise is a promise, after all."

The butler's eyes narrowed, boring into his master's. "Are you sure it is a good idea, Young Master? What about your safety? And the food preparations, the cleaning? As the butler of the-"

"Yes, yes, yes," interrupted the boy, waving his hand dismissively. "I believe the other servants can handle all that. It is only for one day. I'll survive." A smirk turned the corners of his mouth upward. "It's an order."

The demon's face remained a blank state, but his eyes glared at Ciel. It only made the smirk on the boy's face grow wider.

"As... you wish," he replied after a moment, each syllable harsh and clipped.

Grell, who had been watching them rather intently- for today might actually be the day- starting jumping up and down. "Oh, Sebas-chan! All my dreams have come true!" he exclaimed, his every expression ecstatic.

"Do whatever you want with him," Ciel said, inspecting his nails lazily, not looking at either of them. "Just don't harm him too much."

Grell squealed…

And then he glomped the poor demon.

"Oh, harming him is far from what I had in mind," said Grell, giggling.

Sebastian still didn't move from his spot, eyes still on the Young Master, and he wished at the moment his looks could kill. To Hell with the boy's soul.

Literally.

Alas, no powers existed. He felt lips against the side of his neck, and realized- quite disgustingly- that Grell was kissing him.

Ciel watched them- oh, how evil the boy looked, Sebastian thought- though pointedly ignored the demon's look of death. "Well? Take it away from here. I've had enough of this. Have fun." He picked back up his newspaper, and went to reading as if nothing happened. As if Sebastian wasn't debating which one to kill- his master, Grell, or himself- for each would be sufficient in getting out of this ordeal.

Grell sucking on his earlobe snapped him out of reverie. He walked stiffly out the door, Grell still latched onto his back like a hungry parasite and grinning happily.

Once out the front door, he pulled Grell off his back, roughly, and asked, "What now?" From Sebastian's expression, it was if it pained him greatly to say those words.

"Let's go to an inn! I've got a room and everything, my darling Sebby," he cooed, rubbing suggestively against Sebastian's front. The demon sighed.

"Lead the way."

Must not kill him. Must not kill him. Must not kill him.

X.X

A/N: When I sat down to write, this was supposed to be smut with Ciel/Sebastian. Then Grell appeared. And Ciel disappeared. And this is what came about. Not sure how that happened.

The rating will probably go up next chapter ;)

But anyway, enjoy? XD And if you are reading this, then you should totally review. Yep.