The two young nobles exited the carriage with the help of the black clad man. A sweet smile was tossed his way from the lady of the two, and he smirked up at her. Helena stretched and then wrinkled her nose. It smelled like reaper, but there was a scent to it. A different one.
"Not pleasant, is it, my Lady?" Sebastian chuckled.
"No. It's rather comforting," was the reply.
Though the scent of reaper went though her nose, the smell of graveyard dirt and bones comforted her. The two nobles walked in to the little shop and were met with a dark room and a lot of coffins.
"Undertaker, are you about?" Ciel called into the void, but nothing came in reply.
"Strange, he usual startles us by popping out of a coffin by now," Sebastian commented, which made Helena question the sanity of the man.
"Soft hair, pretty lavender eyes, and the smell of lust in your soul. Hello, my Lady," a voice cackled from behind Helena.
Helena jumped and shrieked as a laugh protruded from the man behind her. She turned to see an man wearing an all black robe with a gray shall. The man's black top hat was perched on a river of silver hair that went all the way to the floor. Helena's eyes widened as a thought hit her.
Death Angel...
"Undertaker, we need your help with a case," Ciel said sternly.
Helena looked at Sebastian, communicating with her eyes.
H:Does he not understand what he is?
S: He knows he's a reaper.
H: He's more than that.
Sebastian shot her a questionable look, but before she opened her mouth, a hand was put over it.
"Sh, dove. Wouldn't want you to spoil a good secret, right?" Undertaker whispered only to her.
Acidic green eyes meet lavender in threat, telling her to keep quiet, and she nodded in agreement.
"Good, now, Earl, what is it you wish from me?" the Undertaker cackled to the male noble.
After paying the strange payment of a laugh, the two nobles were enlightened to information the Undertaker had on the case. Helena questioned far from the Undertaker, behind Sebastian, who gave her confused glances. The three went to leave, but Helena was stopped by a voice.
"My Lady, mind a word?" the Undertaker chuckled.
"Why, of course," Helena replied nervously.
The other two males looked at each other and then left the young countess in the hands of the death angel. As soon as they left, the smile that was ever present on the Undertaker's face faded slowly.
"Melt," he ordered.
Helena sunk to the floor against her will, truly frightened by the man.
"Now, Miss Ghost. A secret was almost spilled today that I would rather keep hidden," the Undertaker explained walking toward the woman.
Now, you all must be confused. The poor succubus on the floor is of lower ranking than the death angel heading her way. Because he has more power, she must obey him.
"Demon-san, what about Sebby-chan?"
Now, dear reader, this is where our Sebby is special. Though the crow demon is of lower rank than the pretty succubus, the orders of the death angel has no affect over the crow. Does that clear a few questions?
"I-I understand, Undertaker. I'm sorry," Helena apologized.
"Now, now, child, come here," Undertaker smiled sweetly, holding out his arms to embrace the demon as she came closer.
The smell of graveyard dirt and bones calmed her nerves and then Helena blinked.
"Oh, I have to get outside! Their waiting fo-"
A hand went over her mouth. She turned her head to look again into acid green. A nod said she understood the silent warning.
~Mansion- Ciel's Office- Ciel~
He sat there, wondering. His paperwork left untouched.
"Master?"
The smooth, velvety voice lulled the teen out of thought. He looked at his butler with glazed eyes.
"Are you alright?" Sebastian asked.
"Just thinking," Ciel mumbled and got to his long neglected papers.
"About what, Master?"
"The countess and Undertaker. What where they talking about?" Ciel questioned, biting on his thumbnail, a subconscious action of thought.
Sebastian had heard only snippets of the conversation, and none of it made sense. Sebastian put a finger to his chin, another subconscious action of thought. The males stood there for a minute before the noise of a tea cup hitting the table woke Ciel fro his thought.
"Your afternoon tea, Master."
Ciel nodded and got on with his work.
~In The Garden-Helena & Finny ~
Finny ran around, finally done with all his work. He was chasing Reiver around while Helena sat against a very large hell hound. The golden dog ran around the gardens as the young demon sat on the bench in the pavilion, laying the case out on the table, a cup of tea in her hand.
Helena's brows furrowed in frustration. The queen was making the two nobles do a party with a few special guests. One of the butlers of the queen will be attending, making the girl on edge. It wasn't the angel, thank Satan, but someone named Earl Gray. Helena sat there and thought on it for a while until Sebastian came out to give her evening tea.
"Mistress Ghost, dinner will be ready soon, will you be eating out here?" Sebastian asked.
"No, I'll be eating with Ciel, Sebby. This case is just getting on my nerves," Helena complained.
Sebastian chuckled and then bowed, heading back to the manor, Helena not far behind with the case file in hand. Sebastian headed for the kitchen and Helena headed for Ciel in his office.
Without even knocking, the succubus entered the teen's study to find him leaning back in his chair, rubbing his temples. Helena walked up to him, sat in his lap, and started messaging his shoulders.
"Hard day?" Helena asked.
"I have a case to take care of, I need to meet with someone for the company tomorrow,and I've done nothing but paperwork today. I would say I've had a bit of a struggle," Ciel sighed, enjoying the feeling of her hands rubbing out all the tension.
A knock on the door signaling Sebastian outside the door. Ciel gave a lazy come in and the man in black entered.
"Master, Mistress, dinner is ready."
~After Dinner~
The two young nobles headed to their rooms and readied for bed. As the succubus got an idea and slyly headed toward her fiance's room. The girl walked into Sebastian on the way there, and all he did was smirk at her.
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Bloody Dreams [DISCONTINUED]
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