Forget You. | Kuroshitsuji

XV - adjusting

[ 3rd POV ]

"Ah. Good morning." Ronald greeted the duo.

His attire did not change, except for the fact that he ditched his tie.

William's attire did not change. Still the same old suit.

Ciel nodded at the two reapers as he looked around.

Someone was missing..

"Sorry I'm late! I was busy admiring how great I look in this!" Out came the redhead from her room. She wore a red dress that stopped just before her knee, the mid-section of her back was bare. To finish her look, she held a black clutch, as well as a pair of black stilettos. A thin silver chain hung loosely around her neck, the charm being a small chainsaw.

"You look like a prostitute." William remarked, his eyes skimming around the female's figure.

Her eyes watered, as her mood suddenly dropped. His comment hurt her feelings.

"Don't cry Grell! You look amazing." The blonde reaper gave her a thumbs-up, trying to cheer his friend up.

William sighed, he did not mean to cause his subordinate to cry. "I apologise, you look alright." He muttered, looking away as a soft hue of pink rose to his cheeks. He was embarrassed.

Grell smiled, "Thank you." She felt much better now, for two men had complimented her. Turning to the love of her life, she awaited for him to say something.

Sebastian had tied the top half of his hair into a small bun, allowing strands of his raven locks to fall out; giving a soft messy look. "Good morning." Sebastian said to her, giving her outfit a quick glance.

Grell sighed, "No matter how hard I try, I can never seem to get anything out of him." Shaking her head, she turned to the front door. "Shall we?" She asked, reaching for the door knob.

Ronald stopped her from opening the door. "Allow me." He grinned, shooting a wink at her as she sauntered out of the room.

"All this unnecessary flirting will get us nowhere." William said to Ronald, following out after Grell. The blonde stuck his tongue out as his boss.

The Earl stepped out of the hotel suite, staring at the three reapers before him. "Where to?" He asked, knowing that he practically knew nothing about this world, and not having any 'powers' unlike the other supernatural beings with him did not help.

"For today, shall we just explore? Get used to our surroundings, and perhaps pick up some clue on where (Y/N) is." The butler replied, giving a closed-eyed smile to the group.

His Master nodded. "Lead the way." William said, as he looked at the end of the corridor.

The demon held his hands behind his back, swiftly walking in front of Grell, and went towards the lift.

"So this is..a diner?" Ciel questioned, staring at the chequered black-and-white tiles on the floor. It was much like a chess board, amusing him.

Sunlight glinted off the bright red seats of the diner. "This place..It is simply magnificent!" Grell giggled, spinning around as she admired the red hues around the interior of the restaurant.

It was lunchtime, and the group had settled in a diner nearby to rest and recharge. Sebastian and Ciel sat at one side of the table, while William and Ronald sat together on the other side. Grell grabbed an empty chair from the next table and sat in the middle, of which is usually where the head of the table sits.

Why such the odd seating arrangement you ask?

Ciel refused to sit next to the reapers, and would only put up with Sebastian. The reapers would rather not sit with a demon, and Grell was the only one willing to sit between the two types of supernatural beings.

"Welcome to Ivory! Could I get your order?" A waitress approached the group, holding a small notepad. A pen sat on between the top of her ear and the side of her head. Her dark hair appearing lighter under the sunlight.

Glancing down at the menu laid out before them, it was obvious they were at a loss for words. The food was extremely different from what they are used to!

Sebastian hummed, debating whether he should get a something for himself. Demons could barely taste anything, other than a soul. It was worth a try. If he did not like it, he could always give it to Grell. That reaper would be more than happy to receive anything from him.

"Two classic burgers please." The demon said, looking at his Master. The Earl nodded, barely interested on what was happening in front of him.

"One cheese burger." William said, handing the menu to Ronald.

The blonde gave a wink to the waitress, "A set of fried hot wings! And a set of mozzarella sticks for the lovely lady."

Grell blushed, "You always know what I'd like, Ronald."

The waitress smiled and gave a small bow, walking away to the kitchen.

"Enough with the flirting already.." William grumbled, pressing his hand to his temples, rubbing it in annoyance.