The House Master

Selfish Selflessness

The moment the couple enter the school building, Grell jumps between them, dragging them together. "Undertaker, you wonderful matchmaker, I could kiss you if I didn't have someone already on my radar!" she lovingly wraps her arms around him, hanging off his shoulder and grinning up at him with adoration.

Adrian smirks. "I assume Red messaged you?"

"She did!" Grell turns in a pirouette, her skirt goes spin. "Madame Red is wonderful, smart, talented..." she sighs dreamily. "And she likes red just as much as I do, someone so perfect is hard to find, darling!"

Adrian quirks an eyebrow, holding up his boyfriend's hand. "Technically, it was Vincent who 'found her',"

"Oh, don't be so modest," Grell dismisses. "You're the one who sent her my way, and for that, I'm sure I owe you my life!"

Grell bows lowly to him. "I'm forever in your debt,"

Adrian grins. "Great, you can buy me lunch, then," he pulls her up by the shoulders and pushes her towards the cafeteria line.

"This is very rude, no way to treat a lady!" Grell squeals as Adrian shoves her into the line. He's unnaturally hungry.

Diedrich arrives and stands beside Vincent, watching the scene with slight disdain. Why do the people Vincent finds interesting always have to be so loud? The blue-haired boy has multiple 'types' and yet everyone he chooses seems handpicked to irritate Diedrich.

Suddenly, Adrian feels someone's hand gripping his shoulder too hard. He turns to see a teacher looking down at him sternly.

"The fuck d'you want?" he quirks an eyebrow. Diedrich's eyes widen in shock, he never thought anyone would talk to a teacher like that! Even Adrian, who's 'I don't give a fuck' vibes seemed nothing more than fake teenage bravado. If only he knew.

The teacher's eye twitches and he spins Adrian towards the headmaster's office. "Adrian, come to the office with me, please. Vincent, you as well,"

They wonder what they've done.

The teacher drags them into the bare white conference office where two police officers sit in their bulky, neon green uniforms. Adrian knows that those uniforms indicate that they have tasers. The officers gesture for the couple to sit opposite them and they do. Under the table, Adrian clutches Vincent's hand.

"We want to conduct an interview, can we do it here or would you rather come down to the station with us?" one of the officer offers.

"Here," Vincent decides for the both of them.

They start asking questions not of Vincent, but of Adrian. The silver-haired boy answers them truthfully, albeit surprised by them.

"A woman witnessed someone of your description breaking into Phantomhive manor on no less than two different occasions. What were you doing there?" they ask for the fourth time. For an 'interview', this feels a lot like an interrogation.

"I came for a visit, and snuck into Vincent's room, and left," Adrian shrugs, eyes darting between the door and the window.

Then, a new question for the first time in two hours. "Are you aware that the Phantomhive manor carries security cameras?"