Problematic: EpilogueMarch 3rd 1879
Grell Sutcliff was sitting alone on a beach, chewing his bottom lip in a childish sulk. Perhaps 'sulk' may have been too strong a word, as he had no recent events to really sulk about. Grieving didn't quite fit, either, as no one was dead and he hadn't been abandoned. Not completely. Despair might have worked, he thought with a dark laugh, although again, nothing really existed that he could despair on.
He paused, mid-thought, and the corner of his lips lifted up into a cruel smile.
It had been nearly a century since he had left the Academy.
Only just over a month was left before he'd celebrate his first century as a Shinigami, and yet all the thought brought him was a dull ache of disappointment and annoyance. He'd never seen or spoken to William since that day, when he had left the Academy whispering words so rare and bold that, looking back on it, he'd wondered if he'd said it too soon. Grell wondered if he should have said anything at all, or if he should have
Problematic: Chapter FourteenHe was running, fleeing desperately through underground corridors to attempt to find a way out. Auburn hair had been dyed blood red, the blood of those who had captured him. He was giggling manically, raw fear embedding itself inside him as he remembered strewing them all across the rooms of the deepest parts of the tunnels. He'd done it so viciously that he'd not been able to tell which limb belonged to which torso by the end of it. His fear was showing through his giggles much more evidently; he was scared not of what he'd done, but of how he'd not been fazed at all by it.Problematic: Chapter Fourteen4 years ago in Horror More Like This
He stopped his running when the lanterns in the tunnels all blew out, and a terrible sound escaped Grell's throat. A horrible, mangled cry of despair echoed through the tunnels as he realised that the candles had blown out because the door at the very end had closed. He was trapped, coming up short at the closed stone door that couldn't be opened from the inside. He'd killed everyone who'd known about the door;
Problematic: Chapter FifteenWhen Grell awoke, it was quickly and suddenly, and from a dreamless sleep. He immediately felt surrounded by the calming scent of parchment and wooden furniture, and it took him a moment to realise that it was because he'd fallen asleep wearing William's suit jacket. Somehow, during the night, the jacket had moved from around his shoulders and up near his head, effectively covering his pillow. Grell had buried his head in the fabric, and once he'd awoken he'd decided to quickly remove it from his head on the chance that William was watching him and disapproving.Problematic: Chapter Fifteen4 years ago in Romance More Like This
When he sat up properly in the bed, however, his gaze locked on William, still sitting in the window, asleep.
Grell held back a laugh, eyes skimming over the rest of the room and looking, with surprise, on a set of clothes near the fire. He gave a frown; William had to have left at some point to go get those clothes. He hadn't slept that heavily had he? He hadn't even counted on sleeping at all, let alone sleeping so hea
Problematic: Chapter 5Grell swore, loudly.Problematic: Chapter 54 years ago in Drama More Like This
It came so suddenly from his rouge lips that William titled his head in mild surprise towards the redhead, unsure of what to think of his interesting choice of words.
"Calm down, we can do this." William muttered to Grell, summoning the recruit scythe and trying to steady the unfamiliar grip in his hands. Next to him, Grell nearly exploded in a mixture of fear and anger.
"We can do this? Are you seeing what I'm seeing, dear William? I'm seeing a Demon and two new recruits, not even out of the Academy, who haven't reached their peak strength yet and are armed with only practice scythes that can break as easily as a biscuit."
"Sometimes, Sutcliff, it doesn't hurt to be optimistic."
"Ha, says the pessimist." Grell scoffed, summoning his own scythe and shaking his head. "We're doomed I do hope this will end with at least a little bit of drama. I'll guard the girl's soul until she dies; you distract the demon." William nodded at Grell's words, a feel
Problematic: Chapter NineteenIn the afternoon sun of the Shinigami world, the two Shinigami who had recently passed their test were moving around their room in total silence. It wasn't uncomfortable, merely both Shinigami needed to hurry up and pack everything away into the cases they had been given, and neither had time to talk. William was appalled at how he had arrived at the academy with a case half full with suits, and was leaving with two full cases. He wasn't really sure how it had happened, but little items he wanted to keep seemed to be filling a whole case and a half.Problematic: Chapter Nineteen4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Grell was having much more trouble; whereas William had managed to fit all his belongings into two cases, Grell was bordering on filling a fourth case. They had been given two extra cases for their things; William had given Grell his spare case, and once the redhead had filled it he would be all out of room. Items would have to go.
"Give me one of your suit jackets." William spoke, almost an order as he opened his case and held an ar
Problematic: Chapter ElevenAnother quality that William Spears brought out, Grell mused, was nervousness. He'd felt fine after he came to his senses, had felt confident on his way back to the room, and then once he'd started climbing the stairs to get to the room, jittery nerves had taken over and had completely destroyed any confidence he may have had. Really, it was ridiculous; He was Grell Sutcliff, he didn't get nervous! But merely the thought of William's disapproving gaze and that damnable raised eyebrow was enough to send Grell askew.Problematic: Chapter Eleven4 years ago in Romance More Like This
And thus, Grell found himself pacing outside the door to his own room for over an hour, stomach dipping and soaring at the thought of what he was about to do and the possible outcomes.
Many times Grell moved to turn the door handle, but each time he stopped and stepped back with a shake of his head. Eventually, after he'd started to pace again, he heard the turning of a key in a lock. He paused, looking down the dirty corridor he was standing on and frowning. I
Problematic: Chapter 7Grell stared wistfully into the mirror of his shared room, eyes locked onto his own reflection as a small frown graced his lips. He could see William moving around behind him from the reflection, placing things around the room in a need to do something, and gently throwing the odd bag towards the door. There was a bundle of sheets near the door, in which was wrapped up every strand of Grell's hair that had been sliced off from the nape of his neck downwards. Just under a metres length of bloodied, crusted hair was wrapped up in there, the remnants of the fight with the demon visibly gone from him apart from a few cuts on his ribs that hadn't healed fully.Problematic: Chapter 74 years ago in Drama More Like This
It had been three days since his tresses had been cut away, and only now had he dared to face the mirror. Grell ran his fingers through it at the back, oddly fond of the messy style and thankful that, even though it was short, it was still glossy and soft. He had to admit, William had done a good job of getting rid of only the
Problematic: Chapter 6William slowly folded his hands in front of his face, elbows resting on the arms of his chair as he rested his forehead on the thumbs of his folded hands. Vaguely, he attempted to remember just how he'd ended up where he did.Problematic: Chapter 64 years ago in Drama More Like This
After Grell had collapsed, he'd pulled the tie off quickly to help him breathe, only to feel something wet on his hand that had been holding the redhead up by the waist. It had turned out that, during the quicker movements of the fight, Grell had received several wounds from the demons nails and had also accidentally cut himself with the scythe he was using. The rush of adrenaline that the redhead had experienced had numbed him to most of the wounds until directly after the fight, where he had lost too much blood to keep thinking coherently. His black suit jacket had hidden the blood, and what the redhead had thought was a ridiculous amount of sweat was in fact his own blood.
William could only scoff at that; oh how that redhead was an idiot.
Problematic: Chapter EighteenGrell paced loudly in the lounge, waiting for their glasses to be made correctly and harrumphing every few minutes. It had been three hours since they'd been told that they were being separated, although no other explanation was given. And there wouldn't be any more given for two more days; the only thing Grell was completely certain of was that, once they'd officially left the Academy as fully fledged reapers, they'd likely never see each other again.Problematic: Chapter Eighteen4 years ago in Romance More Like This
He was angry; he wanted to know why they were getting separated, and he wanted to know which one of them was staying in England, and which one was actually leaving. He didn't notice the grim look on his lovers face, nor did he notice how hard the man really seemed to be thinking.
Grell merely thought he was likely contemplating on the design of his glasses.
William Spears, however, was thinking something completely different.
He'd snuck a peek at the slips of paper as Grell had nearly started an argument with the superior Shinigam
Problematic: Chapter Ten"What's your problem?" The tone was harsh and, accompanied with the slamming of the door, was enough to make William look up from where he was sitting on his bed. They had only a week left of their punishment, and Undertaker had let them leave earlier that day due to 'good work.' Grell had casually departed at the doorway, saying he wanted a good hour or two to revel in freedom before they returned to the Academy and had to start preparing for the Final Test. Granted, the redhead had looked troubled, but William had put it down to stress. As it were, William put his book down before answering Grell.Problematic: Chapter Ten4 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Oh don't give me that, Will! You've been acting off for the last three weeks! You've ignored me, you've started to wedge a distance between us and lately you have acted like your mind is elsewhere. And you've been bitter too, to me. What did I do?" Grell paced in his confusion, eyes on William as the latter sat frozen with blatant surprise. He hadn't been acting
Problematic: Chapter SixteenGrell awoke, for the second time in a fortnight, surrounded by a scent that was and was not his own. The crisp smell of fresh parchment and wooden furniture lingered around him, accompanied by the scent of his own sweat and firewood. A warm hand was rested on his waist, lingering there with the occasional twitch of the fingers. His own hand rested on top of it, and Grell carefully moved it to try and find the sheets. His shoulders were cold, and the less-than-brilliant condition of the windows meant that a draught had seeped in and brushed chilly air against his upper torso.Problematic: Chapter Sixteen4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Finding the sheets tangled around his waist, Grell swiftly yanked them towards him whilst attempting to untangle them. Turning over to lay on his other side, Grell gave a small frown. William was asleep, glasses hanging on the tip of his nose, nose crinkling every so often. He was also almost fully clothed, missing only his suit jacket. Gently, Grell prodded William in the side until the man woke up. William looked
Problematic: Chapter 4Sometimes, Grell hated being the one who wasn't so fond of studying. It meant that, in situations like these, Grell could only sit at the side and watch as William procrastinated and leaned over several books that were spread out before him. It meant that Grell was forced to sit on his bed and read his Shakespeare scripts, but with enough concentration only to reread the same page several times before sighing and laying back on his bed. Twiddling his thumbs, he glanced over to Will, who was holding one of the recruit scythes they had been given and repeatedly looking back at the book.Problematic: Chapter 44 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"What's the problem?" As an answer, William threw the scythe towards Grell, who caught it in his outstretched hand. As he concentrated on catching it, it seemed to fly smoothly towards him and landed softly in his palm. William frowned.
"How did you do that?" Grell shrugged, twirling the scythe round and nearly lopping off a lock of his hair.
"I'm not sure I just concentrated on catching it, Will."
Problematic: Chapter Thirteen"I hope it hurts." Grell spoke to no one in particular, a grin on his face as he watched the wagon heading down the road come ever closer to the man they were watching. William inclined his head sideways slightly to look at Grell out of the corner of his eye.Problematic: Chapter Thirteen4 years ago in Drama More Like This
"I've noticed that you don't hold men of God in high regard." He noted, eyes back on the road as Grell gave a scoff.
"And why should I?" He answered smartly, watching as the wagon turned the bend. William felt as though he was watching everything rather slowly, desperate for it to hurry up so he would know whether they needed to judge sooner rather than later. A young woman standing near the priest tilted her head in the direction of the oncoming wagon, and the two Shinigami watched in frustration as she merely stared at it for a moment before shouting towards the priest. And then, as if he already knew what was heading towards him, the priest stepped back and allowed the wagon to pass by him, narrowly missing him by inches
Problematic: Chapter 3"That's it." William closed the heavy leather tome with perhaps a bit more force than necessary, scraping his chair back from the desk. He wasn't angry; he just really needed to get his legs away from the cramped space where his leg was pressed against Grell's. It had been two weeks since their argument, and they'd tried their very hardest to stop the snide comments and the fights. The redhead cocked his head to the side.Problematic: Chapter 34 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"That's it?" He stood up, eyes on William as he pulled his hair into a messy bun. Half of it fell out after a couple of seconds.
"Yes. We actually went over the two hours we set for studying. We spent nearly three hours going over those notes." William set his book onto his own desk, making sure none of the pages were bent out of habit. Looking into his mirror, he saw Grell's eyes widen in half surprise, half horror.
"What? No! William, you should have said something!" Grell moved around, and William watched from his mirror as the redhead stumbled around pullin
Problematic: Chapter EightGrell twiddled his thumbs nervously as they followed the Undertaker. His quick flirtatious behaviour had quickly disintegrated after the glare from William, and a quick sinking feeling of dread settled in his stomach as they went into darker and less lit hallways towards the head of the Academy's office. The dark corridors, ever so thin and similar to the ones he had been dragged down before, brought forth memories he had always tried his hardest to lock away into the furthest reaches of his mind.Problematic: Chapter Eight4 years ago in Drama More Like This
He was being dragged backwards through a cold stone hallway, buried deep underneath the church he visited every Sunday Morning, through tunnels and passageways he didn't know existed. Cold lanterns lit the narrow hallway occasionally, with harsh heavy footfalls following behind them, close but just on the edge of the darkness; he could see the faint silhouette but not the face. He was getting blindfolded with a deep red ribbon at the same moment as he was being kicked in order to move fast
Problematic: Chapter TwelveIn the middle of a quiet, almost empty classroom, Grell and William waited idly for their Culture teacher to enter the room to give them their assignment. Grell was leaning against a table, examining his nails in the silent classroom with one arm pressed against William's. William himself was sitting on a desk, one leg crossed over another as he read through a thick and heavy black tome. Both of them looked up as their tutor walked in through one of the entrances, a large black file in his arms.Problematic: Chapter Twelve4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Their culture tutor was one of the younger Shinigami, roughly only two hundred years old. Bright blond hair framed dark green and yellow eyes and hooked over thick rimmed silver glasses. He shot them a smile before he made his way through the desks. He stood next to William, throwing the black file down onto the desk in front of them and letting it open on impact. Both recruits straightened up, William stepping onto the floor gracefully, and leaned forward to look at the file.
"John George Gree
Problematic: Chapter SeventeenGrell Sutcliff, quite frankly, didn't know what to do.Problematic: Chapter Seventeen4 years ago in Drama More Like This
The reels were surrounding him, trapping him, infiltrating his mind and pushing past his skin so painfully it made the mental pain seem childish. The reels were playing out in Grell's mind; pulsing through his blood and making him feel as though his head were splitting in two as the memories pushed past his mental barriers. His skin felt as though it were tearing and ripping apart to give the reels a better angle to take over.
Film strips wrapped around him, keeping him in a tight embrace, coiling around him physically and mentally as the soul flat out refused to be collected.
His scythe clattered to the floor.
His glasses followed as the reels knocked them off.
Almost like a lover, the film on the reels seemed to whisper into his ear; Grell blushed despite it all due to the places the reels were prodding to get to him.
And then it stopped struggling.
But Grell was transfixed. His memories were playing out before him, overlapping a
Problematic: Chapter Nine"Will!"Problematic: Chapter Nine4 years ago in Drama More Like This
The Shinigami who was being called for looked up from where he was attempting to lift a coffin out the door onto a carriage. The old lady standing next to him gave a grim smile as he stumbled with the coffin. Although stronger than a human, he still wasn't as strong as the average Shinigami; he was still going through his changes, which meant that moving the coffins should have been Undertaker's job. Regardless, William shifted the position of the coffin and quickly deposited it through black carriage doors and turned to look at the woman.
"If you hit a bump in the road, the coffin will open and he'll fall out. However, I am in no position to directly influence your choice." William gave the confused old lady a small nod of the head before turning to go back inside the Undertakers shop. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows; the days were oddly dry and windless for London. As much as that might be good for most of the humans, it meant that there was no breeze to
Problematic: Chapter 2William slowly pushed open the door to his shared room, wishing the movement to take more than the couple of seconds it usually did. He was met with an empty room, and William's first thought was that Grell had left the room completely, until the redhead emerged from the bathroom and paused abruptly at the sight of William.Problematic: Chapter 24 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
If Grell had been crying, there was no way to tell other than the light redness of his eyes.
They stood there, frozen as they stared at each other, one starting to feel excessively annoyed and the other wondering if William was back to insult him some more. Grell moved first, making his way to his chest of drawers and taking out a folded blazer, throwing it on and completely ignoring William. There was an uneasy tension to his movements, and William silently closed the door behind him before moving to sit on the edge of his own bed. William observed Grell silently, until the redhead turned around and fixed his gaze on William.
"What are you staring for?" Grell had o
ProblematicThe sharp click of heeled shoes down the hallways of the Shinigami Academy was the only sound as he stormed down them, attempting to regain control of his anger before he reached the reception. The sharp, stinging words that had left his lips mere minutes before echoed around his mind, reminding him of the situation he was in and mocking him as he walked.Problematic4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Annoying roommate or no, William T. Spears would not allow the redhead to anger him so quickly or so easily.
The start of the argument, William couldn't remember. They'd argued for so long that eventually the cause of the argument completely left their minds and they only spent a further hour hurling insults at each other until William had had enough, storming out with a procession of 'you don't turn your back on a lady!' following him. A year of pent up annoyance and distaste for his gender-confused roommate had come spilling out; he had left the room only because the situation was starting to get out of his control. He had ne
Imposition: Chapter TwoAlan Humphries had, over the last few years, felt more than his fair share of pain. Most of it, however, had nothing against the back of Eric's serrated blade being slammed into his stomach to stop him running forward any further. The wind was knocked from him and, stumbling from the pain, Alan's footing on the roof they were running across dislodged. He fell to his knees, tearing open the trouser knee of his left leg and almost fell sideways off the side of the roof had Eric not grabbed his arm at the last possible second. His scythe clattered down the rooftop and to the floor below as Alan wheezed in pain, feeling his chest ache with the pain of laboured breaths. He cast a scowl at a guilty Eric.Imposition: Chapter Two3 years ago in Drama More Like This
"What are you doing?" Alan ground out, closing his eyes tightly in pain as Eric guided his head to his chest in an apology.
"You weren't supposed to fall. Are you okay?" Eric gripped both his shoulders, slowly dragging Alan back as he did so.
"I'm fine, but why did you do
Imposition: Chapter ThreeThere had been a lull in conversation. Understandable, of course, but annoying to Grell nonetheless. It was oddly hurtful, too. They'd had silences, long lapses in conversation where they'd simply get on with their own things in the same room of the house, but there'd never been any hint of anything else during them. Now, Grell felt uneasy; William seemed to be a barrel of gunpowder with a single trail leading from him, and the spark was anything that Grell would say. The tension could be cut with a knife, although Grell rather suspected that the knife would likely snap.Imposition: Chapter Three3 years ago in Drama More Like This
He was scared. William was absolutely livid, and Grell still wasn't entirely certain on what had happened to the Shinigami who'd last been the object of this much rage from his superior. William was, at the moment, cleaning all of the larger wounds on Grell's body from Sebastian. When the darker haired man had realised that Grell did not want any unnecessary pain on his face, he'd proceeded to go a
Boundaries: Chapter Four"You're awfully quiet~" Grell's voice cut through the silence that had descended on himself and William. They were in the bathroom, Grell sitting in the cool water with his knees drawn up to his chest, and was occasionally flicking the water in boredom as William tended to his wounds. William himself was kneeling on the floor behind Grell and the bathtub, suit blazer suspended on a hook on the back of the door and his shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows.Boundaries: Chapter Four4 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Indeed." It was his only reply, and Grell had to wonder why he seemed so quiet before all his thoughts halted at a searing pain through his back. His head, which was titled, caught a sight of William inwardly wincing.
"Ouch! What did you do?" Grell half-yelled, seeing white spots in his vision and starting to feel a little dizzy. He wondered if William was getting revenge for him walking into the bathroom to find Grell standing out of the tub instead of sitting in it, and completely naked. In his defence, Willia
Boundaries: Chapter Six"What I can't understand is this; if you two are so into each other, why haven't you jumped into bed yet?" The question was sudden and blunt, and the brunette shinigami it was aimed at choked on his mouthful of tea, swallowing the burning liquid suddenly before coughing violently. The younger Shinigami opposite him leant over the coffee table and gently patted him on the back, laughing hard at the question as the redhead who asked it merely looked curious.Boundaries: Chapter Six4 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Do you not think that a little personal, Grell?" Alan asked, giving a nod to Ronald as his coughing ceased and the blond stopped patting him on the back. The sudden coughing had shaken him, and his chest started to ache with the pain of the Thorns clenching in protest.
"I'm simply curious." Grell's face was completely innocent, making Alan send him a suspicious stare and making Ronald snort.
"Liar." Ronald breathed out, laughing at the beetroot red colour of Alan's face as he coughed again.
"You know, Alan, if I were in your
Boundaries: Chapter TwoWhen Grell awoke the next morning, it was in annoyance. His eyes felt as though sand had been deposited behind his eyelids, making it painful for him to open his eyes properly until he'd rubbed them. His bones felt like lead, and he knew immediately he was awake much too early. He couldn't really understand why he was awake; a hand shaking his shoulder quickly made it obvious as to why.Boundaries: Chapter Two4 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Come on, wake up." Grell groaned loudly at the words, eyes opening fully to look at William standing next to his bed, bent slightly to shake him awake.
"It's a Saturday." Grell complained, flinching when the sheets were pulled off him.
"I'm not sure how it works in Greece, but in England people don't stop dying just because a Shinigami wants a day off." William answered, frowning when Grell rolled over and stuck his face in his pillows.
"In Greece, we work in teams of two; some of us work three and a half days a week, the other team works the rest. You should try it sometime!" Grell spoke