Grell Is A LADY!

Sebastian & Ciel

(A/n) The titles are the character who are involved, I wanna make this as awkward and embarrassing for the characters because THEY NEED TO GET THAT GRELL IS A WOMAN- Anyways, I've decided to start off simple with Ciel and Sebastian! 

I hopped in through a large window, landing with my wonderful death scythe pointing at the ground... you know, my usual fabulous entrance? "Oh, Bassyyyy!" I cried, and the little bratty earl answered instead of Sebas-chan, "What do you want, Reaper?", and stood up from the chair behind his desk. "Not much," I grinned, flashing my pointy teeth, "Just a passionate kiss from my darling Sebby!"

"And why should I expose my butler to something as revolting as that?" he said coldly. I quickly ran over to the servant bell, smirked at my ingenious plan, and rung it. The brat rubbed his temple in frustration, although he didn't object. Sebby knocked on the door and the boy gave him permission to enter. "What is he  doing here?" he asked his master. I flinched at his use of the word 'he', because I had used female pronouns and titles many times before. He always said it... however, I - as I did every time - brushed it off as a mere mistake and carried on the conversation in my cheery tone, "Well, my darling Bassy, allow me to explain. The night your master investigated that doll-maker, he promised me twenty-four hours to do anything I like to you in return for my help, and seeing as I fulfilled my end of the bargain~". My beloved demon sighed deeply and asked the child in an annoyed tone, "Did you really make a deal with such a vile creature as him?". I cringed yet again, and once more while his master answered, "Unfortunately, he is telling the truth...". I could barely endure it any longer, they always spoke of me like this, and it was even starting to get on my nerves. However, I took a deep breath and said, "Yeah! So I get to do a-ny-thing I want! Isn't that fun?", I giggled. The hot demon sighed and reluctantly said that a deal was a deal. "Are you sure you'll be alright alone, Young Master?"

"I can handle myself for a day, and besides, I have other servants, no matter how incompetent they may be... Now, go off with him, but come back as soon as the time is up because I fear the manor may be a pile of ashes if you come back even two minutes late". That had been the final straw for me, I couldn't take it anymore. It was too much, hearing them just call me a man so nonchalantly. I was a woman, a lady, female. Not him, nor he, but she. The worst part was that I reminded them of this daily, trying to slip it into normal conversation, hoping they would catch on, but they never did. So I snapped. "Can you have some manners?! I always try to ignore it, but it happens too often!". Then fixed their bewildered gazes on me at my sudden outburst. But they deserved it, this had to be said. "Do you know no shame? I'm a woman, although my physical body may be that of a man, it doesn't matter, all that matters is what I say and know I am, and that is a lady!". The two looked back at each other, and then averted their looks. They must have been surprised at my actions, since I was usually so cheery and friendly. But this was not a time for jokes, this subject was not something I was going to laugh off any longer. "Hey, all of a sudden, the floor and walls are more interesting than the cold, hard truth? Look at me when I tell you this, maybe then you'll remember it," I huffed as my face grew hotter and hotter, "I hate it when you call it when you call me a man, I really do," my voice wavered, "It's rude, it's disrespectful and it hurts...". I felt a warm stream of water slowly fall down my cheek. I was crying. Me, who never showed such negative emotions in company, who always had a positive, outgoing attitude was... crying? I loudly sniffled, bringing their attention back to me on accident, and gently dabbed at my eyes with a handkerchief as to not let the makeup I spent hours perfecting go to waste. We stood there in an awkward silence while I freshened up a little and they looked the other in the eyes, almost as if to ask each other 'What do we do?'. But I'd had enough. Of them, of this conversation, of everything. "I'm going to leave now, if you excuse me," I broke the silence, "Oh and, I have decided that I'd rather put off that deal...".

"Grell, we-" began the boy.

But with that, I slowly walked over to the window I had entered through and launched myself into the night sky. I decided to complete some work to take my mind off it, but the whole way to the first soul, I thought about what had just happened. I had no idea how I would talk to them next time I saw them. And Bassy. How could I face him again, after scolding him and his master so harshly. But then a thought occurred in my head: 'Why am I sorry? I shouldn't be, they're the ones who are in the wrong... so why do I feel like I want to keep crying?'. As I arrived at the scene, a single tear fell down my face. However, I quickly flicked it away, because I realised that a lady such as myself shouldn't be seen crying...

My heart while I wrote this I-

Also, it's kinda short but there's not much I can add without it getting boring and repetitive ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. Do you like the concept of this? And if so please give requests for characters, as in this chapter was Ciel and Sebastian. And one more thing, if I do carry this on, it won't be updated as often as my other story (Fate Is The Game We're Playing)  because to me that one takes priority over this. This is just more of a fun side project for me to work on whenever I'm lost on what to write. Anyways, with that said, be sure to ask requests and give feedback on the first chapter! Byeee!