My Fabulous Shinigami (A Grell Fan Fiction)

Chapter 5

I soon got over William's surprising fact, but not completely over it. I got up and shooed Grell and William out, then got dressed. I dressed in a t-shirt of a favorite band, Defy Reality, the sleeves were cut off so it was more of a tank top, put on black skinny jeans, pulled my hair back in a ponytail, put on minimal red lipstick, and put on a faint touch of purple eye shadow.

I walked out of my room and blushed when Grell stared at me. Then William smacked Grell in the back of the head so his stare didn't last long. While Grell whined, my parents asked me who these two were.

"Oh, um, I have no idea." When they gave me a look, I quickly added, "But, the red-head, Grell, had no place to stay, so I brought him here. I just gave him two pillows and a blanket." They gave me another look. "We didn't do anything! Don't you trust me?" Unfortunately, Grell didn't help my case.

"Lucille! Thanks for last night's- OW! WILLY!" He was smacked again. My parents stared at me, wide-eyed. I was just as wide-eyed.

"G-Grell! You are so unhelpful!" I turned to my parents after glaring at Grell and explained, "I got him coffee! Then I brought him here because we were both tired!" I flipped around and walked over to William, my patience fuse burning away. "I have no idea why you're here!" He started to speak, but I cut him off. "Yeah, to get him! I KNOW! Leave him alone alright?" I sighed when he looked at me, shocked. "Sorry, patience is practically gone."

"Hey, hold on! Can't I talk?! At least once?!" Grell whined. Amused, I looked at him. I had to admit, he was pretty cute.

"Of course you can," I replied. Suddenly, an idea popped into my head. I had bought tickets to a concert for my friend and I until she said she was going on a vacation. Why not take Grell? I thought. "Just not right now. Come on! I wanna take you somewhere!" I grabbed his hand and took off running out of the apartment.

"W-wah! W-where are we going?!" Grell easily caught up and no longer stumbled behind me. I grinned and said, "You'll see." The concert started in half an hour and lasted till a few hours after midnight. It was some battle of the bands concert or something. All I knew was that I needed to see how long Grell would last in a mosh pit.

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We got there just in time for the third song. Grell was completely confused, I was grinning and thinking this would be great. I couldn't have been more right. Or wrong.

I got us into a great spot and waited for the fun. The band quickly got everyone into a frenzy and the fans started to form a mosh pit. I quickly pulled Grell into it and joined in.

After awhile, I felt someone shove into me. It was Grell. He was yelling and whining.

"WHAT IS THIS? WHY AM I BEING PUSHED?! LUUUUUCIIIILLLLLLLE!!!!!!!!" I laughed and shoved him back. I yelled over the music, "Just have some fun!" I don't know if he heard me or not, but he was shoved again. Then I was shoved. Into Grell. We both had no balance at this point and we both fell over. I laughed, but he looked like wreck.

"Ow... This is fun?" he asked, sitting up. I stood up and pulled his arm up. I nodded, smirking. Someone turned around and purposely shoved Grell again. Apparently Grell had had enough. He growled, turned around, and shoved the guy back as hard as he could. The guy fell over. I hurried over and pulled him up. The guy murmured something about "the red-head has such a problem". I laughed and Grell growled.

Someone was shoved into me and I still had no balance. Thinking I was going to fall, I grabbed onto Grell's coat, yelling, "GRELL!" He started to turn but fell instead. I was now on him. Well, more like on his back while he was laying on the ground, sighing. He turned his head to look at me and grinned.

"Still think this is fun?" he asked. I glared at him then smiled and nodded. I started to stand, but I was sort of tangled in his coat and couldn't get up. We both noticed and laughed. We could hardly hear each other unless we were this close. I smiled at him and he smiled back. Suddenly, I blushed at our closeness. He sat up more and whispered in my ear, "Willy's going to kill me for this."

"For what?" I said back, but I didn't really have to ask because he answered in the next second. He kissed me, one of his hands going to mine. He weaved his fingers through mine and put a hand on my back. I was almost too shocked to respond. But, I recovered enough to kiss him back. I ran my fingers through that red hair of his. I was so happy, happier than I'd ever been before. It was perfect. After a while, he pulled away. We were both out of breath. He held my hand with a tighter grip, but it didn't hurt. I was untangled from his coat, but I didn't want to get up. I guess Grell knew that, so he stood up and picked me up. The mosh pit had died down by now, and the fans were staring at us.

"Should we get going, Lucille?" Grell asked, looking at me with a small grin. I noticed he had sharp teeth, but didn't say anything about it. Instead I nodded, laying my head against his chest. He walked off, holding me with such care, it almost made me cry. I fell asleep in his arms. The ending to a perfect night.

Right?

Wrong.