Can I Have You?

Destroying the Bond

This had gone on for days. It had gotten to the point where the two forgot that they were forgetting something. They didn't care. It was like their lives were better off this way. Grell couldn't take it anymore. He was fired from his job but he decided to wow his boss by doing exactly what he was told to do.

Killing Malphas and mixing his and Claude's blood.

He had hid his chainsaw from the other two since he convinced them that he had gotten rid of it. It was in his closet so he took it out and forced a smile.

Grell: I don't need friends. All I need is myself.

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Sebastian and Zara practiced doing the waltz as they looked into each others eyes. Something just felt right with Zara. He didn't want to be away from her. Not for a second. So they inched closer and closer until their lips were only centimeters away.

Zara: I've loved you ever since we were children.

Sebastian: So have I.

They were about to kiss when the door was sliced down and Grell appeared, holding a chainsaw.

Sebastian: Who are you!?

Zara: Damn!

Grell didn't say a word as he ran towards Sebastian who quickly caught the chainsaw and threw the red-head across the room. Grell smiled even wider and ran towards Sebastian again, slicing his shoulder a tiny bit.

Zara: What are you doing!? Why are you-

She was silenced once Grell pointed the chainsaw in her direction. He looked back at Sebastian and smirked.

Grell: You and Claude made me believe that I needed friends in order to live a perfect. Friends are distractions. I'm the only one I need!

He lifted the chainsaw and lowered it, slicing Sebastian's torso. Zara watched as her childhood friend was given a nasty cut. The only she had was now taken away from her.

Now all he had to do was take Malphas' blood and mix it with Claude's. It wasn't too hard. He didn't need all of it so he took out a small vile and collected some of his blood while Sebastian laid on the floor almost lifeless.

Before the red-head could leave, Zara had a question.

Zara: What did he ever do to you!? Why did you kill him!? My...Only...Friend.

Grell: Fine. I'll just tell you. It's because I must mix it Claude's blood.

Yet something came back to him. The memory of Claude Faustus?

Claude Faustus.

The first human he ever fell in love with. That was who he was right? Was he?

He couldn't remember. Everything was so confusing. It was so blurry almost as if those memories had been erased. Yet he had a faint memory of him. One last memory that stayed with him.

Sebastian: I can't see anything. Can you take this blindfold off now?

Claude: No. You can't see it yet.

Claude walks to a shelf of books related to cooking and baking. He gets a book that looked like it was filled with recipes. He unties the blindfold and shows Sebastian the book. He starts to chuckle at the face that Sebastian was making.

Sebastian: THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!

Claude: Calm down! You've wanted the book for a while so I decided to get it for you.

Claude was the one who got him that cookbook. That's right. The first human he had ever fell in love with...Was Claude Faustus.

Sebastian: GRELL!!! I NEED TO SEE HIM!!!

Grell:...See who?

Sebastian: C-CLAUDE!!! I NEED TO SEE CLAUDE!!

The red-head smiled warmly, happy that he could drop this act. It was starting to tear him apart.

Now everything would go back to normal.