The Devil is My Key

Please

"Ash, I'm in need of your assistance," Sebastian forced the words out of his mouth. Ash turned around, giving his back to the big mosaic window. His smiled vanished when his eyes landed on the demon. "You want my help? Oh I never thought this day would come," he said, his tone filled with hatred. "Yes well, I'm put in a position where I have to watch the love of my life die and not be able to do anything about it," Sebastian almost whispered. Ash shook his head. "I cannot help you. Not because you are a demon and not because I hate you with everything I have got," he said, not breaking eye contact with Sebastian. The demon was confused, "Well then why?"

"I'm merely an angel. I cannot revive your precious lover, nor can I keep him from dying. That is not my job. The grim reapers, they collect people's cinematic records, and I'm sure they can help you somehow." Sebastian's eyebrows furrowed. "And where can I find these grim reapers?" 

"Oh," he smirked, "let me send you to my friend, Grell--"

"Grell?! You mean that red-headed whore?!" Sebastian could not believe his ears. "Be careful who you call a whore, Mr. Michaelis. As I was saying, he works at a gay bar not too far from here. I forgot what its called; however, I can give you directions."

"There's no need. I know what you're talking about," the demon blurted and ran out the door so fast, he could not be detected by the human eye. Ash shook his head, frustrated. "He could've at least say good-bye."

The demon arrived at the bar in a flash. He stopped right outside of the metal door, his hands placed gently on the ice cold handle, and took a deep breath. With a gentle push, he was able to open the doors to the pandemonium that is the bar. Lights in every color of the rainbow flashed back and forth, and music blasted through the speakers, almost shaking the building. Sebastian's eyes rapidly searched for Grell.

 After only a minute of searching, his eyes landed on the bright red man surrounded by others, men and women even. He started to move towards Grell, not caring how many people he had to push, shove, or walk over. "Grell!" he said,  sounding almost desperate. Grell recognized the voice and got up to walk towards him. "Oh Sebby darling, what brings you here? Have you changed your mind and left that little slut?" Sebastian's eyes burned with rage. How could he call him a slut when he works such a job?  "That is not why I'm here! You can revive people, can't you?" Sebastian said, his tone filled with rage and desperation. 

"For a price, yes darling, I can try," Grell smirked.

"What's the price?" Grell got even closer to Sebastian and started to play with the buttons on this shirt. He looked at the demon with a nasty smirk. Sebastian backed up in horror. "You cannot be serious!" 

"Oh but, I am." Grell hooked his arm to Sebastian's and led him out of the bar. Sebastian's eyes began to tear up. I'm so sorry my love. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me.

XXX

They arrived at Grell's flat, and Grell led Sebastian to his bedroom. "Wait here, darling. Make yourself at home," he said, blowing a kiss at Sebastian. Sebastian stood in the foreign bedroom, sick to his stomach. The bedroom was small, with a king sized bed taking up most of the space. The sheets were a blood red and the pillows, a rose pink color. The floors were wooden and the walls were a pastel pink.  Grell walked into the bedroom in a beautiful set of lingerie. Sebastian couldn't stop thinking about how beautiful Ciel would look in it, even if red wasn't his color. "Grell, I can't do this."

"What?! Yes you can and you will if you want to ever hold your Ciel in your arms again!" Grell exclaimed. 

"NO! YOU WILL BRING CIEL BACK, BUT I WILL NOT DO THIS!" Sebastian shouted, his eyes glowing, and a dark aura appearing around him. Grell's eyes widened, but that nasty smirk never left his face.

"Now, now Sebby. Don't get your panties in a bunch."

"DO AS I SAY OR YOUR LIFE IS OVER!"

"Tsk. Must you use force Sebastian. Fine. Now stop this none sense. We don't have to kai kai." At that, Sebastian went back to his normal self and gripped Grell's wrist, dragging him out of the apartment and into the streets. "Oh my, you're taking me like this?" Sebastian didn't reply instead hurried to the hospital.

XXX

Once he arrived with Grell, he hurried to Ciel's room; however, a different patient was in there. "He was in here I'm sure of it!"He searched all over for Alois and Ciel, but they were nowhere to be found. Sebastian ran to the receptionist. "Can you please help me?" He said desperately. She nodded and looked up at him, biting her lip. "Can you please tell me where Ciel Phantomhive is?"

"Ciel....Phantomhive," she said as she typed his name into the system. "Sir, he's deceased. He's no longer here." Sebastian's heart dropped to his stomach. 

"T-Thank you."

"Well, I guess I can't help you anymore. I'll be on my way. Good day to you s-"

"Not so fast reaper. You're staying with me until I get my husband back." Grell sighed in frusteration. 

"Fine. What do we do now?!"

"We have to find Alois." Sebastian said,  walking out of the hospital and towards Alois's place.

XXX

Sebastian banged against Alois's door, almost busting it down with the amount of force he was applying. "Alois open up!" he shouted.

"Go away!"

"You either open up, or I force myself in there!" he growled. Alois was in no mood to be paying for a new door if this maniac broke it. He walked over to his door and opened it slowly. "What do you want, psycho."

"Where's Ciel?"

"Why does it matter to you?"

"Don't play games with me, Alois! This is not the time! Where is Ciel?!" 

Alois huffed. "Well if you must know, he isn't physically anywhere."

"What? What do you mean?" Sebastian asked, his face turning a ghostly white

"Sebastian, Ciel asked to be cremated when he dies. There's nothing but ash and dust left." Sebastian shook his head in disbelief. That can't be. How am I suppose to bring him back to life if there is no body?

A.N.

Sorry for the shitty writing <3