Forget You. | Kuroshitsuji

XIV - crash landings

[ 3rd POV ]

THUD!

"Argh..My head.." Ronald muttered, sitting up as he rubbed the aching part of his head.

"Yahoo!" Grell yelled out, enjoying the fall. However-

THUD!

She landed onto Ronald, and the male reaper could barely breathe now. Grell gasped, quickly getting off the injured reaper and checked him for injuries. "I'm so sorry!" She squeaked, her hands shaking in a state of panic.

"I'm okay.." Ronald said softly, using his arms to push himself upright. The redhead apologised again, trying her best to find a way to help the blonde.

"Idiots." William said, crossing his arms as he looked at his two co-workers.

"William! You're here!" Grell said happily. She clasped her hands together, as hearts seemingly floated around her.

The said reaper nodded, "It seems that I am."

Breaking his fall gracefully came Sebastian, who greeted the trio with a fake smile.

Where was his master?

Oh right..

"AAAAAH!" Ciel screamed, looking down and fearing being killed once landing onto the ground. Sure, he was used to falling from such heights.. But falling from the sky through a portal was a completely different story.

"Young Master." Sebastian said calmly, jumping up and swiftly caught the younger male in his arms. "Where the hell were you?" Ciel huffed, relieved that he was saved.

"My apologies." Sebastian replied, putting Ciel down and looked at the rest.

"Everyone is here. Now we should figure out where we are.." The butler said, looking at his surroundings.

They were on top of a hill,  with nothing but road directly below them.

It was the same hill where (Y/N) rolled off and met the doctor who brought her to the hospital.

"It looks like we're in the outskirts of London." William said.

"And in the future!" Ronald motioned to a passing car, of which would've been a carriage during the Victorian Era.

"Let's follow it, maybe it would lead to civilisation." Ciel urged, as Sebastian picked his Master up once more.

"What the hell?" Rob muttered, noticing a group of five people were following his car. Looking at his side mirror, his eyes widened.

The group of five consisted of people who looked exactly the Kuroshitsuji characters.

Rob chuckled, "These damn fans are getting more creative everyday." He drove off, speeding his car up slightly, for he was already late to picking (Y/N) up.

"N-no, wait!" Grell yelled after the car, as it got smaller and smaller from her view.

"Give it up, it's too late." Ronald said, with one hand on his back. It was aching from Grell's landing on him, and he could not seem to make it heal.