Passionate red, ~Grell, Black Butler Fanfic~

Grell's expression softened. "Tell me dear, why do you insist on throwing your feelings through a downward spiral?" He asked moving a bit of hair form her face.

"Because, sometimes you just can't. Sometimes, you just can't control your feelings." Flare replied simply standing up and walking toward the window, beginning to remember the terror, and pleasure of first meeting the red reaper.. "When I went to the Grim Reapers academy, I had no respect, no matter how 'rare' it was for a female grim reaper." Flare muttered darkly, her hand running over a faint scar over her cheek.

Grell sighed. "You still took interest in me, even then? Dear, why can't you see I have interest in only men?" He sighed.

The look Flare gave him tore his heart in two. "I have never loved before. I have never been loved. I don't know what love is like, how it feels, I have nothing. If I get a grasp on it, the curiosity, and real feelings take over and then..." Flare picked up a piece of paper on the ground tearing it in two.