Lucifer, for his part, found it extremely difficult to keep a straight face. The demand that Michaelis' human master had just put to Claude was extremely amusing to him, especially considering that by demon law standards, the mated pair were married. Or, at least, the equivalent of it; most demons really didn't want to dress in white gowns and black suits and go to a church to get married.
Lucifer really couldn't blame them for that, especially with the reputations that demons were unfairly given by the priests in the church. Just because some demons liked to maim, rape, and destroy almost everything in their way didn't mean that all of them were like that. In their eyes, all demons were evil incarnate and wanted to destroy the world.
The problem with that, though, was that if demons really wanted to destroy the human world, it would already have been destroyed. No, the majority of the demons who enjoyed causing pain didn't want the humans gone, simply because then there would be no one around that even the weakest of demons could torment.
Undertaker, however, burst into a distinct laugh at both Ciel Phantomhive's words and at the way that Lucifer was suppressing his own amusement. Only Ciel would be brave enough to demand that a demon he wasn't contracted to do anything, let alone get married because of the sake of an unborn baby. Knowing Lucifer as long as he had, he knew exactly what was so amusing to the Demon Lord.
Their bonding had been accepted by Lucifer; there were really very few demons who would dare to challenge it, as the lavender-eyed demon would most likely kill them for the trouble. Because of that, the retired Shinigami knew that Claude and Sebastian were essentially married in the demon world. Whether they had a ceremony or not in the human world, that would have no effect upon their status as a mated pair here.
Grell's high pitched giggles could be heard clearly, his lips curving into a grin at how serious and stubborn that young Ciel Phantomhive looked. This boy was very funny to be around, all things considered, especially since he was trying to order around a demon that could kill him before Ciel even blinked. The red-haired Reaper, however, was not quite as happy as he was pretending to be.
First of all, Sebastian clearly had chosen Claude, even though he, Grell, had been far nicer to the cute demon than that golden-eyed, glasses-wearing demon had ever been before now. Rejection, whether the person meant it to or not; well, it hurt. Grell had convinced himself that the reason Sebastian hadn't fallen for him was because the red-eyed male was straight.
It was painfully obvious now that that wasn't the case. And even if his green eyes had fallen on another in recent times, Grell's feelings were still hurt. He'd liked Sebastian ever since they first met; the demon had been kind to him when he'd thought he was human and they had even worked together on some cases for Ciel.
Secondly, Grell envied the two demons that they were going to have a baby. He wanted children so badly that it made him ache inside. Physically, it was impossible for him, but it was one of his genuine desires. He'd joked about bearing Sebastian's children, but Shinigami didn't have mating cycles the way demons did. And none of their males could get pregnant.
His eyes were a darker shade of green behind his glasses, reflecting just the barest hint of his genuine and very real pain. He hadn't expected anyone to notice it, when he felt a warm hand reach over and cover his, long fingers wrapping around it firmly but being gentle. Slightly surprised, Grell looked towards the person.
Undertaker knew that Grell was hurting; he'd watched this one for a long time now, even when the younger Reaper hadn't noticed him. He'd seen how Grell flirted and teased with Sebastian, who had never responded to it aside from asking him to stop. Grell didn't realize, though, that it genuinely was better for him that Sebastian hadn't acted upon his feelings and used him as many demons would have, then casting him aside.
