Love & Hate

Case of the Queen

Ciel pov.:
   I sat in my studies and looked out the window and over the garden.
   I keep pondering of last night and what a good time I had at the ball. Even though Alios was a bit annoying at some points during the ball. The dance on the porch with my beauty was the best part of the night.
   When I looked at her, I saw the moonlight bounce off and show off her most beautiful features. All which caused many thoughts and a long night in bed alone.
   Sighing, I sat back and missing the lovely touch of my beauty.
   A knock ripped me from my thoughts again. "Come in." I ordered and kept looking out over the garden.
   "Young master. There's a letter from the queen." Sebastian said. "Read it." I ordered. He quickly did so.
   Another case. A woman has gone missing and several others found dead. Odd but should be interesting.
"Prepare a carriage." I ordered Sebastian. "Yes young master." He answered and left.

(Y/n) pov.:
   I sighed as I looked out the carriage window. I was quite bored and didn't want to be stuck in a small place with the little creep who sat across from me.
   He said he had to go on a case something about a woman going missing and many more found dead. Wonder why?
   For what seemed like to take forever, we stopped in front of a strange place. Getting out, with the help of my father of course, I got a better look at the place.
   It was a funeral home that had a sign that said 'Undertaker' over the door. I thought it was tacky but a cool place at the same time. My father then opened the door for me and Ciel and we both strolled into the area. It was much darker in the inside and there where coffins all around.
   A hand then stook up and removed one of the leds that relived a man with long silver hair, a black hat and ternch on and a strange scar on his face, laying in it.
   "How can I be of service little Phatomhive?" The man giggled and slowly sat up then stood in front out Ciel. "Information that you have Undertaker." Ciel coldly responded. "Of course but you know the price." He giggled while softly licking his lips. "Young master would you please take my little one outside." My father said. "Fine." Ciel grumbled before taking my hand and leading me out the door.
   We then stood and waited for a few moments untill bellows of laughter came from the shop. Causing the sign above the door to come crashing down. My father then opened the door and smirked at both of us, signaling it was alright to come in.
   Ciel made his way frist, then I slowly followed. When we entered the Undertaker was half laying on a coffin, giggling in soft fits every so often until he rose and told Ciel everything he needed.
   At this point, I grew bored of the conversation and leaned against an old bookshelf. It had groaned under my weight. Warning me that it could fall at any minute now. I didn't pay much attention to the warning groans and wish I had.
   After a few minutes, the bookshelf gave way and I and some other things came tumbling down. Powders of multiple colors sprung up in the air as soon as I landed hard on my back.
   Within seconds of falling, my father was over me and looking down with worried laced in his crimson orbs.
   "Are you alright my little one?" He asked, his voice dripping with worry. "Im fine." I managed to groan and slowly got up. He quickly looked me over and helped dust me off.
   I then looked up and stared into Ciel's cold eye. Unamusement written everywhere within the crystal orb.
   "We must be off." Ciel commanded and turned to face the door. "It was a pleasure Undertaker." My father said with a smile and opened the door for a very impatient Ciel. "Do come back." The Undertaker giggled at us as we left though the door way and stepped over the fallen sign.

Undertaker pov.:
    Hopefully that mix of powders and dust won't make the girl sick. She was rather... nice.
   I giggled and quickly slipped back into one of my coffins and back into my deep slumber.