Undertaker's Child

Explanation At Last.

"Sit down, we need to talk."

I haven't heard his voice this serious since... "(f/n) there are a lot of things I haven't told you that I should have." I sit down on the edge of my seat wondering what in the world he could say next. "Where do I start?... well... you, those, I'm... your mo-" I spoke up, " I understand if it can be difficult to explain." He cuts me off. "No. You need to hear this." He sighs. "Do you know anything about... what do they call it... supernatural things?" I give him a puzzled look. "Wha- what do you mea-" and almost as I knew what he was going to say. "Demons..." That man with the crimson eyes, that guy with red hair? ... "and... reapers..." reapers? wait... now I'm confused who is who? "And... may I ask... those people... Grell and the Sebastian man... are they..." "Reaper and demon." Now I only have one more question. "And... how do you know them?" "I worked for the young Phantomhive's father. But, if you are asking if I am a demon... the answer is no." He worked for... wait... he only said demon. "So, that's not a no on reaper? Or..." I stood up and he only smiled, looked down and laughed. "Does... does... That mean..." My face was frozen but my legs weren't. I took a step back, then another. The next thing I knew is I was out the door and down the street. I expected him to chase me but he knew I needed my space. I turned the corner then I bumped into someone. I stepped back and saw a familiar suit and tie. "We really need to stop meeting like this." I say. "Hello (f/n)." He says as I smile at him. "What are you up to?" I ask him. "I could ask you the same thing every time I run into you, you look like you are running from something." He says to me. "Touché." I say back to him. "I'm running away from things I don't understand so if you don't mind I'll just be on my way." I say stepping around him. Wait... why did I say that? I walked down the street and when I got to the end I turned around to see he was gone. "How does he do that?" I turn to walk down the street and the second I turned another corner I run into my dad. Why does this keep happening? (Convenience) "Look, I'm sorry (f/n) I should have told you sooner. How about I show you something cool to make up for it?" He looked at me waiting for my answer. He knows I can't turn down the offer... my curiosity stands out like a sparkling purple unicorn shooting rainbows in a field of lions. "Fine..." I say to him slowly. "IF. And only IF you tell me more about all of this." All he did was smile and nod.

Heh. I remember smiling... it's kind of hard to now a days.