Chapter 6

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In a flashback...


I despised my red hair, which was just like my father's. And I loathed the colour red.


"An's Red hair is truly beautiful. The colour of lycoris, a colour that blazes the earth. Red really suits you." Said a man to a woman with red hair.


I began to love the colour red because you complimented me. But...But...


Modern Time...


"Right then." Sebastian said as he took off his overcoat and placed it over Ciel.


"Wha-" Started Ciel.


"Please do not allow yourself to catch a chill. I will prepare some hot milk when we have returned to the town house. And I shall sweeten it with honey or brandy or something of the sort." Suggested Sebastian as he gave a closed eyed smile.


"Oh? I'm not going to let you go running home just like that, you know?!" Shouted Grell as he started his chainsaw, "Little death scythe here and I are both full of soooo much pent-up energy these days 'cos our quarry has been much too easy to hunt!"


Grell leapt into the air towards the trio, Red shoved Ciel and herself away as Sebastian jumped away when the scythe made contact with the ground. Sebastian landed on his feet while Ciel landed on Red.


"I much prefer doing the chasing myself to being chased, Bassy!" Exclaimed Grell, completely ignoring the girl for the moment, "So let's have ourselves a marvelous round of tag, shall we?"


"I have asked you before to refrain from uttering such vile drivel!" Sebastian said as he flipped backwards, dodging the chainsaw from making contact with him.


"Don't be like that! You'll get hooked on my little one once you've had a taste, I'm sure!" Grell shouted as he went to slice at Sebastian again; unfortunately for him, the demon grabbed a lamppost and brought it up to block the weapon. "You don't look it, but you're pretty powerful, Bassy! However, the real show begins now!"


He sliced at Sebastian again, the action was once again blocked. During this, Sebastian's eyes turned fuchsia.


"The death scythe can cut through a gas lamp like a twig!" Grell exclaimed as the lamppost snapped in half.


"Sebastian!" Red shouted.


Both Sebastian's and Red's eyes widened as the chainsaw made contact with Sebastian's arm. Blood began to pour out of his arm but soon froze as what appeared to be a movie reel film sprung out.


"What...?" muttered Sebastian as he stared at the film wide eyed. He suddenly gasped and jumped away from the reaper and clutched his wounded arm.

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