The Demon, The Shinigami and The Maid

His Butler: A New Rival

"Seems I killed two birds with one stone." She chuckled darkly allowing Undertaker to help her up from her spot on the dusty floor.

"One really should not mistake you for being so innocent my dear even I am shocked at the turn of events. I'd have never thought you possible of been so dark. What is it exactly that you said to him that got him rushing away so easily?" He giggled.

"Ah that is top secret." She winked before half skipping off to the kitchen to prepare some tea for the two of them.

Alice was fully aware that she was been watched and couldn't help but smile at the odd man. Undertaker however had noticed how different she appeared. He could see she had been over worked and it led him instantly to wonder about what the poor little thing had done to the butler to receive such harsh punishment.

Her small soft hands bore the reminders of her long hard days of work. To him a woman's hands were meant to feel like soft, warm silk, not like fine sand paper. Her frame had also become frailer since the last time he had held her and from what he assumed it was due to her skipping meals from being too fatigued to bother about eating.

"Undertaker?"

"..."

"Undertaker~"

"..."

Alice frowned slightly as she looked up at the man who stood, fixed to his spot watching her. Her grip on the edge of the tray tightened slightly as she tilted her head to the side, her perfect locks mimicking the small movement. Quickly placing the tray on the small kitchen table she walked up to him and poked him in the arm.

When she received no response she tugged gently on a few strands of his hair.

Pouting when she yet again received no response she turned to drastic measures and stuck the tip of her index finger in her mouth before bluntly shoving it in the Undertaker's ear.

As he jolted out of his thoughts he couldn't help the small creepy glare he gave her knowing she would shake it off because she couldn't see his eyes. He couldn't quite comprehend what she had done but the man had to admit it felt unsettling to say the least.

"Undertaker, are you back from where you wondered off too?" she chimed struggling to stifle a giggle.

"You were calling me dear~" his voice rose slightly dripping with curiosity.

Alice sweat dropped on the spot and gave the man a mortified look. "It was absolutely terrible a brick wall would have been more responsive." She quickly picked up the tray from its place on the table and motioned for the man to follow her. "I was trying to tell you that the tea was ready."

"Ah, my apologies my dear." He teased nuzzling her hair as he walked behind her.

Alice stopped on the spot and turned to look at the man before laughing lightly, a light blush dusting her cheeks. Placing the tray down, she watched as Undertaker sat beside her and smiled.

"Madame Red must really be some kind of angel, if it wasn't for her inviting me to stay by her for a little while no one knows what would have become of me." She sighed as she took a sip of her tea.

"How so, my dear?" The Undertakers strange voice wrapped around her invitingly.

"Well I got him in quite some trouble with the young Master and I might have made him look like a fool in front of the prince, but he had it coming for being so persistent and obnoxious." She let out a huff and took another sip of her tea.

"Still I see it as unnecessary to make a woman work her hands to the bone." He watched as she tried her best unconsciously to keep her hands out of sight.

"I guess so, but it doesn't matter right now, really. I can get my hands back to the way they were, nothing can replace the time I lost that I could have spent with you, however little it might have been." She mumbled awkwardly, her cheeks turning a deeper shade of pink.

She was a fascinating little female. A rare little bird that the Undertaker wanted to keep in a gilded cage so no one could do any harm to her, he was well aware of the speculations the towns folk held, as well as some of the absurd conclusions few had come up with. When he looked up again he came face to face with Alice who was staring intently at his face. He hadn't even realized she had moved till her nose was practically touching his.

"Undertaker..." her voice was softer, kinder. It shocked him somewhat.

"Yes dear?" he shocked himself with the tone of his own voice.

"May I ask you something?" the kind lilt still hovered in her tone. But something told him she was also being serious.

The audacious, out spoken, blunt little Alice had a softer more endearing side to her and he was glad to get to see it. "You know that comes with a price my dear." He taunted.

She gave him a deadpan look and sighed shaking her head. "Never mind then."

"What is it my dear?" he chuckled, slightly curious. He had noticed the change in her mannerisms for that small moment but slowly questioned his reply when he noticed she had moved away from him and was seated quietly beside him sipping her tea.

"It is nothing, nothing at all." Alice forced a small smile dropping her gaze as she stared at the tea in the beaker. 'Alice you damn chicken, how are you ever going to get the nerve to kiss the man if you want to ask him shit? Screw words actions are better! You can do it, just go stand in front of him again and press your damn lips to his!'

She knew that her mental prep talk was getting her nowhere as the man tilted his head as he watched her. Looking up at him she dropped her gaze and pondered over the notion of finally kissing the Undertaker. She wasn't one who bothered about rejection. It had never killed her before so why would it start at the current moment in her life.

"Oh to hell with it." She growled out lowly before looking up at the Undertaker and cradling his face gently with her hands the tips of her slender fingers gently running through his soft hair.

Before Undertaker could even fully wrap his mind around what Alice was doing her soft lips where pressed against his in a firm yet sweet, chaste kiss which shocked him to the core. Lingering slightly one hand found purchase in her silky tresses and the other snaked around her waist gently preventing her from pulling away and in turn deepening the kiss. Undertaker couldn't help but smile into the kiss as he felt the heat radiating off her cheeks.

He savored her warmth and the emotion she put into the kiss, yet what still confused the Undertaker was even though she had stated before that she had seen his eyes, while been with him she had never once asked him if she could see them. She was truly a strange specimen of a human being but it only made him adore her more deeply than what he ever thought he would be capable of.

Both however had been blissfully unaware of the pair of angry, glowing eyes that watched their tender moment. 'So it seems the stakes have been upped in this little game.' Sebastian pondered darkly before letting the shadows consume him once more. With a devious smirk the butler returned to his Master.

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Hey all, just to remind you/ or let you know that any writing in italics is the characters thoughts/ inner mental battles or even pep talks.

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