Black Butler:The Ghost and The Girl: (Ronald Knox)(Sequel to Troubled Waters)

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-Dispatch HQ-

Grell waited patiently in Williams office, well as patiently as he could get, tapping his fingernails against the desk as William sat on the phone.

"I understand sir, it shall be done by tonight." William said, a few seconds of steady listening with the phone pressed against his ear.

"I understand sir." He replied again, reaching into his draw and pulling out his death book, quickly scribbling a note or two onto two, specifc pages. He suddenly looked up in shock as the last part of the message was heard.

"But sir-" He was cut off by the loud booming voice that Grell could hear clearly from the other side of the room. William Grimaced slightly in pain.

"Are you questioning your superior Spears!" It boomed.

William Rubbed his ear and replied almost helplessly.

"No sir, we shall go now." And then hung up the phone.

Grell looked at him and waited for an answer, coming to a halt from his descent all over the walls."Grell get your scythe, were going Ghost hunting." William said heading for the door.

Elanora P.O.V

Ron was so adorable... Oh wait What am I saying, he's a Ghost, but he's a adorable ghost.... No! Don't the poor mans just killed himself because he was betrayed by his lover...

He doesn't need another mess to death with! I quickly dusted off some of the book shelves, then picked up a book and headed for my room, where Ronald was. He was sat in my bed, well half phased into the sheets.

"Here you go have fun." I smiled handing him the book.

"Can you read it to me?" He said suddenly.

"What are you two?" I scolded.

"It's not like that, it just reminds me of when my mother used to read to me, and she would always do it in Italian too cause she was Italian. I've missed that for a long time." He said.

I sat there for a moment, sitting on the bed next to him.

"What happened to your mother Ronald?" I asked carefully, his face turned sullen and grief stricken.

"She was killed out in the streets one night, she was coming home with a new sketch book for my birthday present, she had saved all her money to get it for me, it was specially bound and everything. They didn't find her till the morning after in an alley way, strangled blue. I always kept it, the pages only save for my most beautiful drawings. " He said My heart shook, now I felt terrible.

 So I picked up the book. Even though my Italian was rusty, I would give it a shot. I began to read aloud and he smiled kindly at me, we eventually took turns until I began to fall asleep.

Ronald P.O.V

I just stared at her. God was I a creep for staring at a sleeping girl!? I just looked at her, she was so cute while she was asleep!I stroked her hair softly, she snuggled into my arm, my cheeks felt hot! Was I blushing!?

I just looked at her... and then her lips...No that would be wrong!?

She's sleeping and what if she doesn't like me! Could a relationship like that even work!? Suddenly there was a smash from Downstairs and she sat bolt upright.

"What was that!?" She asked in alarm.

"Stay here!" I said, quickly getting up and phasing towards the sound. In the living room the Window was shattered, shards of broken glass littered the floors, a sudden crunch heard from around the corner.I looked to see two men, one with bright red hair and another with black hair, both wore black suits and glasses.