Black Butler X Reader

Prancing in organs!Grell X reader

Your P.O.V

You smiled sadisticly as you cut your victim open. You stared at the knife in your hand.

" Ooooooooohhhhh, What a pretty color!" You giggled to yourself.

" Hehhehehe Why aren't you waking good sir?" You gave the limp body a smile. Your eyes shook crazily.

" Johnson J.Aberhood. Died on december 14, 1894....... Died from Homeside. " a light and bubbly voice made you stop from talking to yourself and look up.

" What a kill I would say so myself." The voice kept on talking.
You looked up and gave the figure a sideways glance. Your lips curled into a smiled.

" I would say so myself, I am a pretty good artist! I like painting with red thoughhh~." You cooed back to the voice slowly taking out your short sword. A sudden hush of air behind you whip your head around.

A man in as red stood there with a sharped tooth grin." You my dear have a very distinct art." He replied looking down at the Body.

" That's a dead body. " He said obviously still staring at it.

'This one is obvious not very smart. '

" I wouldn't call it a dead body. I would rather call it a meat-Sack. " you bluntly replied with a sadistic glint in your eye.

" Oh my god!!! What a wonderfullllll attitudeeee!" The man started to dance around his kind red hair floating in the air.

" Are you gay?" You bluntly asked getting strait to the point. Your curiosity always got to you before smart judgement.

" ITS NOT CALLED BEING GAY, ITS CALLED BEING FABBBUUUUULLLOOOUUUSSSSS!" Tha man sqwad with a hand gesture, his tongue sticking out.

" So your gay?" You questioned back.

" I never said that!" He quickly snapped irritated.

" Well what is your name Mr.Red?" You asked slowly putting your knife away. You held your bloody hand out.

" Grelle. Grelle Sutcliff ."He took your hand and shook it. You stared at Grelles eyes and noticed their discoloration.

" I'm Y/n. What are you?" You asked tilting your head. You heard blood drop out of your hair.

'Oops..... Hehhehehe, Should I clean that? Hahaha! Nope! I'll leave that for the family to clean~'You thought to yourself.

" What are you?" He asked back. Your eyes traveled back to the man.

" A murder. Well I would say bringer of justice, but I kill innocent people, Does that count? hmmmmmm who to kill next..." you silently started to talk to yourself.

" But answer my question. " you looked back at him you felt the bood on your face dry up.

" Not what you think I am." He responded with a giddy expression.

" Mmmmmm, oh well then.." you turned around. You Looked back at the strange man that knew your victim by name and how he was killed.

" Your strange." The man said your thoughts but towards you

" Indeed I am. And your gay." You responded with a quick comeback. His eyes widened in surprise and his glasses glinted.

" I Never said I was gay." His eye brows squished down.

" But you never said your not. "

" How would I be gay if I'm a beautiful lady!" He gave you a flattering glare.

" Now I must get to work or my dear Will might break my beautiful face again!" From no where he pulled out a red chainsaw.

" But seriously How would I be gay if I'm such an amazing and Sexy lady." He huffed.

" I don't know you tell me gorgeous. " you laughed at him. For once you felt a calm aura surround you. You didn't feel like you had to kill someone and prance in the internal organs.

" It was nice meeting you Mr.Grelle. " You gave your first in a long time Actual smile. The man stopped pulling out his chainsaw. You continued your questioning glance. He stared at you and smiled back.

" I'm quite sure we will meet in the near future. " he nodded. You nodded back.

" Yes. Will you be there when I kill my next person?" You questioned, he did that weird hand sign again and nodded.

" Well then, I'll be looking forward to it."

Sorry not edited and very short! But thank you for reading!