(Hey everyone! Miss me? This took way too long to come back to, and sadly it'll probably happen again. At the time I'm writing this, my story Recovering the Lost is only maybe ten chapters away from completion, and that's been my main goal. Then I decided I'd start writing two other Black Butler fanfictions, "Monster" and "Yes, My Lady," and then a Yu-Gi-Oh! fanfic. So again, sorry for the delay, and sorry if this sucks, cause I haven't written on this in like 8 months. Love you guys, and I hope you enjoy!)

Once we got back to Jazz's house, I went straight to her room and threw myself onto her bed. I was doing my best to think of what I could possibly do to find the Phantomhive boy. If I had continued following them, the demon would have become suspicious and tried to kill me, and I wouldn't have minded if Jazz hadn't been with me. She didn't want to be a reaper, and I wasn't going to endanger her.

Jazz sat on her bed beside me. "Scarlet, we'll find them. I won't let anything happen to you."

I sat up and sighed. "That's the thing, Jazmine. I don't want you to protect me. I know you want to help, but I don't want you to get hurt when it's me they want. Your mom would freak out if something happened to you, and she'd kill me herself."

"But Scarlet, I don't care what happens to me. If you die, and I didn't do anything to try and save you, I couldn't live with myself. But if I die and it was helping you, I'd be happy knowing that maybe I did enough, or that I at least tried. Please, Scarlet. Let me help you."

I put my head in my hands, not knowing what to do. "Jazz, I've got my brother to help me."

"Oh please. What good is Grell? All he'll do is think about how beautiful your attacker is."

I removed my hands and looked at Jazz, suddenly feeling defensive. "Maybe, but he cares about me. He's a good reaper when he needs to be. And at least he still believes in me."

"I believe in you!"

"I know!" I yelled, then lowered my voice as I slumped over and looked at my hands clasped in my lap. "That was directed toward my mom. Sorry it came out at you."

Jazz placed her hand on my back. "It's alright. You just needed to get it out of your system. It happens with me and my brother all the time."

I nodded. "So, any ideas on what we could try next?"

Jazz thought for a moment. "What are we supposed to do when we find the boy? I mean, technically we already have, we just lost him again. Did they give you any info on what you need to do with him?"

I thought back, then shook my head. "All they did was tell me to locate the Phantomhive boy. I don't know what that means, though, Jazz."

"Well I say we just go ask a human where he lives."

"Jazz, what do you think they'll do to us if they figure out we took the easy way? They already make people scream in my head. They could torture me for the rest of my life."

Frowning, Jazz replied, "Fine, we won't ask. We'll just hunt them down again. No big deal."

Just then, the door flew open and Grell walked in. He was smiling at me, the kind of smile he has when he gets an idea that could possibly get him killed.

"I heard you were back and just had to stop bu and say hello to my little sister." He said.

"Grell, what do you want?"

He frowned. "No luck?"

"We found him at a murder scene, but he's got a dirty demon guarding him. What am I suppose to do now? We tried following, but the demon stopped us. I'm never going to find that stupid brat."

"Well," Grell thought aloud, "Did the screaming start back up again?"

"Not yet."

"Then perhaps they recognized your efforts and are giving you another chance."

"But we don't even know what we're suppose to do once we find him," Jazz added. "It's not like we can contact them."

"Maybe we won't have to." I said. "They're watching every move I make in the human world, and if they're a reaper, they're watching me here, too. Maybe they just want me to do the hard part and find the boy, then they'll do the rest."

"That could be true."

Jazz didn't seem too sure. "I don't know, Scarlet. That just seems too easy." She looked at me more closely. "Does the screaming reach you here?"

I nodded. "Yeah, but it isn't as horrible as it is on Earth."

"Then they aren't a reaper, because then it would be unbearable all the time, which means at least that they aren't watching you now."

I nodded. "That makes sense."

"So maybe they can't harm you if you just refuse and stay here. Don't go back to the human world, and you'll be safe."

"But that means not becoming a reaper."

"Scarlet, I didn't say that." Jazz said. "You can still become a reaper, you just can't go through with reapings."

"So then what's the point?!" I screamed at her, standing. "Huh, Jazz? What's the point of becoming a reaper if I can't do my job as one?"

"Scarlet, I-"

"No, Jazz, I'm done. I'm going back to the human world, and I'm not coming back until I locate the Phantomhive. And I'm going without you."

With that, I grabbed my jacket and bag and walked out of Jazz's room and out of her house, Grell following close behind.

"You shouldn't have yelled at her like that."

"And you shouldn't be following me."

"I am your big sister and I want to look out for you."

"Grell, you're a man."

I could practically hear him roll his eyes. "She's just trying to look out for you, Scarlet. She doesn't want you getting hurt."

"And I'm going back by myself to make sure she doesn't get hurt," I told him. "I've been looking for an excuse, and she provided me with one."

"Scarlet!"

I turned to see Jazz running toward me.

"Jazz, I need to go back alone."

"Well you won't be. Even if you go while I'm not looking, I'll go and try to hunt you down. I won't stop trying to help you. That's what friends are for, isn't it?"

"Grell, please."

Jazz looked from me to Grell then back again. "Please what?"

Grell sighed, then grabbed Jazz and took her, screaming to be released and thrashing, back to her house.

I sighed, then made my way back to the human world.