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Claude had been certain that once he was also in the demon world where Sebastian had been taken, he would be able to use their bond to find his mate. As he stood there silently, however, with both Grell and Ciel Phantomhive, he realized that though it was definitely stronger, their bond was still not what it should be. Instead of giving him a definite fix upon exactly which direction Sebastian was in, the golden-eyed demon could only get a vague sense of which way to go. It was better than nothing, but not what Claude had expected.
A scowl briefly settled itself over his face; it was bad enough that Grell was here and he had to worry about the Shinigami flirting with his mate. To discover that he was unable to sense where to go exactly was even more irritating, for Claude wanted to get to Sebastian as quickly as he could. He wouldn't be able to do so if he couldn't even find him.
Finally, Claude pushed his glasses up and looked at the other two. "This way," he told them, speaking more to Ciel than to the redhead who had a very weird expression on his face. The Devil knew what he was thinking of, the demon wondered, but it had better not be Sebastian causing that look.
Ciel didn't question it, simply nodding and following behind Claude, hearing footsteps behind him that told him Grell was bringing up the rear- but at a slower pace. Had the blue-eyed teenager not been so worried for Sebastian, he might have been peering around curiously as Grell was, for he'd never been in this place before.
It was rather dark, though not like the night that Ciel was used to seeing in London. There was a moon overhead but it held a reddish cast to it, looking like blood sprayed across the silvery orb that hovered in the sky. Such a sight was a little creepy to the human, despite the things he'd seen and done since Sebastian came into his service.
Grell rather thought that the moon was beautiful- at least, he thought it was the moon. It was the right color and everything, aside from that splash of crimson. The two colors were vivid in the black sky above, but giving the land below enough light to see clearly the houses that they were coming up to- and then the long-haired Grim Reaper had a sudden thought.
Maybe bringing Ciel Phantomhive hadn't been such a good idea?
Grell, like Claude, was definitely not human and therefore unlikely to attract attention the way a human, teenager or not, would. If the other demons took an interest in Ciel, not even the contract that the boy held with Sebastian would be enough to dissuade them; after all, it hadn't put Claude off. Then, an even more interesting sight caught Grell's attention.
The grim look on Claude's face- now that was definitely a surprise considering what little he did know about the demon. Grell had heard that from the moment Claude and Sebastian had first met, all they did was fight and argue, but the look in the demon's eyes showed both concern and determination. It was actually rather surprising, but Grell didn't comment on it.
At least they were doing something, though Grell hoped that Claude knew where they were going. After all, it wasn't like he knew, since he didn't really make a point of visiting the demon world on a regular basis. In fact, this was the first time he had ever been here before. Because of that, the green-eyed Shinigami gazed around at everything he saw, from the grass whose color resembled an evergreen tree, the distinct lack of flowers or gardens anywhere, and the trees that Grell could see were dark and pretty much the same in appearance no matter where he looked. That was certainly different from the human world, which held a variety of different kinds of trees, grass, and flowers.
In fact, Grell decided that the demon plain was kind of depressing. There was no color to cheer it up or anything. No wonder demons were so moody; who wouldn't be, being born and growing up in a place like this. It was far too dreary for the exuberant Reaper, who scuffed one of his shoes on the ground as he continued trailing behind the group.
