Taken Under By The Love Of The Undertaker ( Black Butler / Kuroshitsuji )

CHAPTER FORTY

====SEBASTIAN====

Once I finish cleaning up Lady McKenzie, I have Mei-Rin get her into one of her spare pair's of night clothes, then I bring up some food for her. She really doesn't eat much, but at least its some. Afterwards, I decide it's best for her to get some rest.

Once she is asleep, I go down to check on Master Ciel, who then instructs me to clean up her room, which I do so as quietly as possible, rubbing out the blood stains on the carpet, picking up every single shard of glass, and also redecorating it with new lamps and mirrors and such, all without waking Lady McKenzie at all.

I give everything one last check before nodding a bit in approval and leaving Lady McKenzie's room for her to rest fully. I go down to prepare my master's evening meal since I hardly trust Baldroy to prepare it without any use of explosives.

====RONALD====

Undertaker is sitting in his chair, though the back of it is facing me. I haven't really moved, though I don't think I really can... or should. I see his feet propped up on the desk, resting on top of some papers. The buckles on his boots shine from the reflection of the sun through the window. I also see his hands. They're playing with something. A knife, to be exact. A sharp one. Oh God...

"Y-yes... Mr. Undertaker...?" Wow, I sound pathetic. But what do you expect?! Would YOU be talking like normal and all that if you were in my position? I don't think so!

"I-is there... is there something wrong...?" I ask. Well OBVIOUSLY something's wrong! Moron...

"Yes, boy, there is," came his reply low and (at least in my opinion) freaky. He still faces away from me, though. "What's the reason you're here?" 

"W-well... I was wondering... where's McKenzie?" I ask, still up against the wall with the scissors still deeply embedded in the wall right next to my head. "Gone." His reply was simple and flat. "Gone...? Why?" What does he mean 'gone'? C'mon, he can at least give me a little more than that!

"Wouldn't you know? Since how you spend so much time with her and all, I would assume you would know some things," he says almost bitterly. "Sir, I really only spend school hours with her. And as for studying, we really don't talk about too much else," I say. "Don't talk about too much else, you say? Well... what about doing other things during your 'study' dates?" He bites back. "What do you mean? Are you... are you trying to say we... do you think we... y'know... kiss and such?" He wouldn't really think that, would he? I know about his relationship with Mak, so of course I'd never EVER do anything like that! Plus, she's really just a friend! That'd just be... weird!

"No, of course not. I know," Undertaker says. "WHAT?! Why would you think that?! I think you got something completely wrong, Mr. Undertaker!" I say. Then, he takes the knife in his hands and jams it into the top of the desk, making it stick straight up while the point of it is dug into the surface and stays there. It makes me jump a bit, and right after he does that, he stands up abruptly and faces me, eyes glowing red behind his bangs, "And just WHAT do I have wrong?! What else am I supposed to assume after she spends so much time with you?! Obviously enjoying being around you more than anyone else?!" He yells, then he tries to calm down, somewhat struggling with words, "That... that is completely... prohibited here... at school! To... to do such things with a student...!" Pshh! Yeah, whatever! 

"I'll tell you what you have wrong if you so wish to know! I would never do anything even CLOSE to that with her! Why? Well, one, because she is my friend! A great one at that! And two, because I KNOW about you and her! I know about your little relationship! And I have respect for you, and her, and your relationship! I would never do anything like that!" I yell. Maybe I could have done without all the yelling, but oh well. Besides, Undertaker seemed to have relaxed a little at my words, his bright glowing red eyes not so bright and fierce anymore, but still red. HIS EYES CAN TURN RED?! HOLY CRA- wait... THATS BESIDES THE POINT!