(A/N: Thanks to my lovely first ever reviewer's wonderful review (that made me tear up and start dancing around in joy... Literally... My sister was all like, "WTF are you doing?"), I was encouraged to make this epilogue!

WILLxGRELL FOREVER!

I would like to thank RenaeChan77 for being awesome.

BTW, this is going to start out the morning after that crazy night's events.

Warning: This contains spoilers for the OVA, "The Tale of Will the Shinigami".

Disclaimer: Me no own, you no sue!

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William awoke to the sun shining in his previously closed eyes. The only sounds being made were the sounds of the birds singing outside, and the light breathing of the person attached to his mid-section.

All was at peace.

It was mornings like these that William truly- wait, sunshine?

William grabbed his glasses, shoved them on, and looked around.

'Shit! I slept in! The sun doesn't come around until at least 6:00 A.M.! I was supposed to be up at 4:30 A.M.!' William thought as he jumped out of bed, sending a surprised redhead tumbling to the floor. He looked up to a clock on the wall.

6:15.

Damn it.

"Hey! Will, what was that for!" Grell rubbed what felt like a newly-formed bruise on the back of his head as he looked up at his supervisor, who seemed to be in the process of gathering his clothes so that he could change. Sadly for Grell, William went into the bathroom to change.

"We overslept! We have a new soul to reap in 45 minutes!" William called frustratedly from the bathroom.

Grell put on his own glasses before glancing up at the clock.

6:15...

The redhead reached to the floor beside his night-pants and picked up a black ledger. He flipped through the book before coming across the assignments for today.

He read through the page before rolling his eyes.

"Darling?" he said softly.

"Yes?" William said from the bathroom.

"We do have a soul collection at 7:00... P.M. Our next collection is at 12:22 P.M."

William then slammed the bathroom door open. He was wearing a white dress shirt, black slacks, and black suspenders. "What? Oh, I must have misread it. I apologize for waking you up."

"Aww, It's fine~! We should probably start getting ready for the next collection, anyway~!" Grell purred as he strode over to William and gave him a light peck on the lips.

William swore, if Grell made a habit (or hobby) of kissing him, especially at work, he would...

He didn't know what he would do.

It was highly pleasent.

It made him feel like there was actually someone in his life that saw him as more than just a mean, uptight old boss with a stick up his arse.

Even so, he still had to act at least a little angry about it. This could not happen in front of his other subordinates.

"Sutcliff!" he yelled.

"Hmm?" Grell replied passively.

"I am your boss! I can fire your-"

"But you won't." the redhead interrupted. He looked up at William. "You wouldn't fire me... Would you?"

William stuttered a bit, trying to find the right words to say before saying, "Well if the situation calls for it I-"

"Would you?" Grell interrupted again, bringing a finger to his lips and batting his long eyelashes innocently.

William glared intently at him for a few seconds before letting his gaze soften. He sighed, "No, I probably couldn't fire you."

"Couldn't?" Grell questioned with a big smile played across his face.

William was about to reply, but then someone knocked on the door and Mey-Rin's voice called, "Breakfast!"

"Thank you." William called back. "Come on, let's go eat."

(In the Dining Room ((this should be fun, considering last night's events))...!)

Grell followed William to the dining room before they were both greeted by the rest of the people in the house.

"Good morning, William." Ronald smirked playfully.

"Good morning, Knox." William shot Ronald the, "SHUTTHEHELLUPBEFOREIKILLYOU" look.

The two roommates received their breakfast from the clumsy maid before joining everyone else at the table.

"So," Ciel took a sip of tea, "What was all the ruckus about last night?"

"So sorry, Bocchan." Sebastian replied, "The servants and I were just messing around with Mr. Spears. We didn't mean for it to cause that much noise."

William's head shot up to look at the demon he despised so much, giving him the, "SAYWHATNOW?" look. "Messing around with?" William questioned, "You stole my glasses, didn't you!"

Sebastian just gave a small smile and a light nod of his head. Ciel also smirked a little.

'THAT'S JUST CRUEL.' thought Grell, Ronald, and William all at the same time.

(3 Hours and 30 Minutes Later at the Front Door...!)

"Well, we should be on our way now." said Grell as William drove a horse-pulled carriage around the manor.

"Good-bye," said Sebastian as the other two Shinigami loaded into the carriage (Ronald in the actual carriage while Grell hopped up front to sit with William), "And have a safe trip home." he smirked up at William who just shot him a death-glare.

And with that, William flicked the reigns and the horses sped away from the mansion, leaving behind the young earl and his polite demon.

Grell chuckled a bit. "Wow, you really hate Sebas-chan, don't you?"

William kept his gaze focused on the road, but answered, "Yes. With a passion."

"You just hate all demons, good or bad." Grell rolled his eyes and looked at William again.

"Sutcliff, there is no such thing as a good demon. Honestly, I don't see why you love that THING so much." William's grip on the reigns tightened considerably as he clenched his teeth in frustration, obviously still angry about what the demon did to him.

"Oh? Might I hear Mr. William T. Spears speaking out of JEALOUSY?" Grell raised an eyebrow as he inwardly smirked.

"Absolutely not! How could you even suggest such a ludicrous notion?" William snapped defensively.

"Is everything okay out there?" Ronald yelled over the sounds of the horses' clucking along the cobblestone road.

"Wonderful." William was still grinding his teeth as he said the word.

"Well if you're not jealous, than why do you get so worked up every time I mention him?" Grell questioned, determined to get a satisfying answer.

"I'm not worked up." William replied in a dangerous tone.

"Oh, come now, William," William's eyes widened a bit at the rare use of his full name, "Anybody could take one look at you and correctly confirm that you are furious."

No response from William.

"I, on the other hand, can take one look at you and determine something deeper than rage. Do you want to talk about it?" Grell gave him a soft look.

"And how can you be so sure of what I feel?" William hissed with a bit more venom than intended.

"Because I've known you for over 100 years. Let me give you a few examples. When I say something suggestive in front of our co-workers, you're eyebrow will twitch from slight anger and you'll avert your gaze out of humiliation. However, when I say something suggestive about you in front of the higher-ups, you'll try to maintain your calm mask, but end up blushing a little bit."

William seemed intrigued. "Please, give me a few more examples."

"Gladly," Grell responded. "If somebody says something snarky to you, you'll just glare at them and practically spew venom when you speak, out of frustration. If somebody says something snarky to you after the board members hand you a stack of reports to fill out by sunrise on your day off, you will yell at them and give them overtime out of practical rage."

"Go on." William was surprised at how much attention Grell payed him.

"When someone tells you that we've lost a reaper, or even a messenger pigeon, you'll sigh and then remain fairly silent for the rest of the day. You cry when your in extreme mental or physical pain, and when you need help. Like back when the Cinematic Record of Thomas Wallis attacked you (A/N: It's in the OVA about William and Grell's life back when they were in the Shinigami Academy. William actually cries when he gets attacked by a Cinematic Record. It's a sweet episode packed with hinted WillxGrell)."

"How observant of you." William commented.

"There is one more thing." Grell smiled a bit.

"And what might that be?" William questioned curiously.

"When you get something like a praise from the elders', the corners of your lips will twitch a little bit out of joy and pride. When you got promoted to Manager of the East London Branch, you did the cutest, sweetest, most heart-warming and lovable thing I have ever seen in my entire life and afterlife."

William looked at him in confusion.

"You finally showed that gorgeous smile and charming laugh of yours." Grell smiled and stroked William's cheek. "I really wish you would smile again. It seems like your extremely unhappy, and I wonder, is it because of Sebastian? If that's the case, there's no need to be unhappy or jealous. He's handsome and all, but he doesn't care about me at all. You, on the other hand, care about me and I know it. Why else would you keep saving me from danger and protecting me from Sebastian?"

William pondered this for a second. Why did he continue to save the troublesome redhead. Maybe it was because they had become close over the years, spending time with each other almost every day. They took care of each other. Every time William DID have a nervous breakdown and cry (something that rarely happened), Grell had always been there to protect him from painful memories and overwhelmingly terrifying thoughts.

Maybe, just maybe, after all these years of Grell standing by his side...

Something inside William had finally clicked.

"William," Grell snapped the larger man out of his thoughts, "I just want you to know that I'll always chose you over any other man. Because... Because I love you."

It was there and then in that carriage, that William had finally realized that...

He had fallen in love with the redhead.

And for the first time in almost 100 years, William had looked Grell in the eyes...

And smiled...

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Short and sweet~!

There, RenaeChan77 (if you even read this)! How was that for an epilogue?

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