Shinigami Marching Band (Black Butler)

Chapter One ~ In The Band Room

 So basically for those of you who don't know what colorguard is or think I am talking about ROTC, I am referring to the performance colorguard that dances and spins flags and rifles and sabres on the field with the marching band. ENJOY~!!!

It was the night of the first football game of the season, and for the band, the first time performing their unfinished field show for the school. Every band member was nervous, but no one was as nervous as Colorguard captain Grell Sutcliff. He was nervous to perform in front of the school and he knew it would only spark a million more rumors. He had been having some issues coping with the verbal abuse and the confrontation from the day before. He didn't talk about it to anyone and he hoped Ron wouldn't bring it up since he was the only one who had remotely seen any part of the confrontation. On top of his own problems stressing him out, Grell had to run around and make sure all his guard girls had their uniforms, hair and make-up in order. This year they were adorned in red, much to Grellway up and tight black pants as well as his Capezio dance shoes.The girls were all in red dresses that were cut at a slant going from mid-thigh length on the right side to mid-calf length on the left side with ruffles all the way down and they were glittery as hell. The girls were doing their hair in buns with a few strands left out in the front and curled. Grell, on the other hand had to braid his down his back. The director refused to let him do his hair the same considering he wasn't in the same outfit. Though now that he thought about it, it was better if he didn't have a feminine hair-do in front of the school.

"Ladies, hair and make-up check." He announced when he walked into the guard room. "Claire, why isn't your hair done yet?" he asked, immediately becoming paranoid all over again. Everyone should have been done by now because they were on crunched time and he didn't want the guard to be late to warm-ups.

"U-uh, I'm sorry. I was doing Sarah and Emily's hair and haven't had time to do my own yet." Claire answered defensively and clearly a bit intimidated. He was a bit of a harsh captain but never so bad as to be considered ruthless or even strict.

-aways ladies! If I see one strand of hair that isn't perfectly in place, I swear ...." He trailed off flamboyantly. The girls snickered and laughed a bit at his tone and kept working. Grell quickly checked his eyeliner and lip gloss before turning to Emily. "Do you think Will is going to like my uniform?" He spoke before he even really knew what was coming out of his mouth, but he was feeling overly self-conscious,insecure and was concerned about attracting the attention of the male he had been gawking over for almost two years.

"With the way those pants fit you .... He'd be out of his mind not to stare. Even some of the girls are jealous of your ass." She grinned. Grell let out a sigh of relief and giggled a bit at the comment.

dramatics. The girls all giggled again and many of them wished him good luck or made teasing comments. Grell smiled and walked into the main band room and spotted William sitting by the piano, tuning his new crimson red violin. The brunet was only in half uniform, which consisted of black pants with suspenders and a white v-neck t-shirt. His black and red coat was on a hanger on the rack behind him and his hat was sitting on top of the piano.

"Will, darling~" He sang out as he approached the focused man. William didn't even have to look up to know who was talking to him.

"Don't call me that." He replied in an annoyed tone. 'Why does he always get like this when he's in uniform?' he wondered to himself.

"It'll grow on you, just give it time. Besides even you know that it's only to set the tone for the characters we play in the show." The redhead commented. "But that's not what I wanted to talk about."

William looked up at the redhead from his violin and his first thought was 'Oh damn, ... that ... uniform.' He didn't let the emotion show on his face, but he did like what he saw. Grell looked fantastic in his flamboyantly styled business type attire. "So what is it then?" He sounded rather annoyed, covering up any other emotion. He was nervous, scared, confused, oh so confused, always confused, and only a tiny bit annoyed, but more at himself than anything or anyone else.

"I just wanted to discuss with you some details about the feature duet we have." He said, his tone changing to timid.

"What about it?" William asked, feeling as though he were about to be criticized for something in his dance work.

"Well, um .... I'm not so sure that I can get the toss so I might have to turn out of the catch. In which case I'll need you to skip the leap. I can warn you while we're on the field, but I wanted to say so beforehand so we wouldn't mess up." He blushed, a bit embarrassed that he had to admit to not being able to do something the right way and that they had to dim down the dance work. William was embarrassed about the dance work in general. The instructor was supposed to pair him with a female from the team, in his opinion, but according to the choreographer the music demanded a feature moment and so the captain, Grell, had to take the spot. It didn't help that they were playing romantic music for the show and they had to dance and perform as if they were completely and totally in love with each other. The whole school was bound to heat up their rumors after seeing that.

"Okay." The brunet replied in a daze. He was still thinking about the whole dance thing but his mind had slipped into thinking. "Is that all?" He stuttered as he returned to reality. He mentally scowled at himself for slipping into such fantasies.

"Well that and the usual. Point your toes, smile, play well, and remember ... I trust you and I know you've got this." The sincerity was obvious in his voice and it wasn't a tone that William was used to hearing. In all honesty, Grell trusted William with his life, but for now that would stay between him and his thoughts. He blushed a bit at that. "Bye, darling~" He said, then teasingly blew a kiss towards William and turned on his heel. He strutted away hoping that the brunet would be watching him and just maybe staring at his ass.

William had indeed watched Grell walk away before he disappeared into the guard room. William found himself blushing lightly and pushed it aside, going back to tuning the last string on his violin. 'How the hell does he always get to me like that?' He thought. Another voice rang in his head, though it didn't quite sound like his own. 'Boys can't be with boys. It's wrong and disgusting.' He hated himself for hearing that voice tell him that once again. 'I won't allow myself to think of him like that. I can't think of anyone like that. I have an education to pursue and rumors to avoid.' The unthought phrase hanging back in his subconscious. 'I have parents to please. They wouldn't approve of this.'

End of chapter one YAYY! I hope you liked it. I will gladly answer any questions about the terminology for any non-band kid or new band kid who doesn't have the lingo down. ^~^