Crimson Trance (Black Butler)

Crimson Trance (ch. 6)

~Sebastian's POV~

I scowled at the professional looking man in a black suit, his uptight facial expression softened as Gwen made a gesture, brushing his face before she passed out.

Really, how I suddenly despised the man. Not only did his presence irritated me, holding Gwen as if they've been an item for years angered me. I pursed my lips as Grell mumble, "Will! William!" I looked back up to the man and he seemed to stare at me with the same hatred.

"William! You came to save me!" Grell said as he carried Gwen in a bridal fashion and her head fell limply against his chest and Grell frowned, "Her again! Why isn't it me?! I bet it's just because she's my sister!"

I hear it again, Gwen was Grell's sister. I always knew Grell was a Shinigami, I also always knew he had a twin sister but....I never suspected his sister to be Gwen. The underworld swarmed with the news of a female shinigami, Grell's twin sister, but I failed to put hints together.

"You've caused enough, trouble," Will said. He glanced at me with a cold stare before turning back, "I do believe you: used an unauthorized customised death scythe, left your post and list of to-die list, unauthorized, you killed people not on the to-die list,"

He listed them and Grell pointed at Gwen, "B-B-but s-she skipped out on duty too!" He sighed and pushed up his glasses. I stood straight taking my role as a butler. Will advert his eyes to her and said, "She seemed to have memorized her list for the month and actually has been doing her job,"

"Now..." He said with distaste obvious in his tone. Turning to me, he bowed letting Gwen snuggle comfortably in the crook of his arms. "I have to apologize on behalf of the Shinigami Dispatch Department,"

Handing me his card her carried Gwen again and said, "I truely despise your kind," I looked amused, clearly I was correct as I usually always was, he really did despise me.

I watched as he carried Grell and slowly walked towards the shadow. I impulsively threw the death scythe and Will, who had a grip on Grell. Will somehow used Grell as a shield and the chainsaw's butt hit Grell in the face and he moaned.

"MY FACE," I heard him screech.

"I think you might need that back," I said feinting innocence. I then realized slowly, Gwen has known everything, she's known from the start, exactly why she came to the manor. She even, reluctantly, helped Ciel with the Viscount Druitt, case.

I stare ahead as they disappeared into the shadow, Gwen's bright red hair swaying, damp from the drizzle. She repaid a last favor and decided to do that by acting as a prostitute? I shook my head and turned around to face my young master.

"My lord," I said as I saw him shift his gaze towards the ground.

It seemed she even warned him, had he listened and not opened his arms to welcome her so openly... "What are you thinking of Sebastian?" Ciel said sharply, cutting the visible tension hanging in the air.

"I believe you seemed to have developed a very intriguing habit of protecting the lady, my lord," I said, distaste staining my mouth. Ciel stared at me and turned to his dead aunt,

"Of course, I would, she's my childhood friend and...." Ciel said slowly. I took a step closer, "and? My lord?" He looked up and said,

"She is my godmother,"

~Gwen's POV~

I woke up with a major headache and laid my eyes on Grell in a straight suit and William in the chair next to him. I had a sudden surge of anger at Grell. Impulsive; yes, I know but why miss out on the chance?