Undertaken

7

====NOBODY====

"Oooo! I can't wait! He'll be so happy to see me!" a voice yells through the air. The man of the voice is jumping rooftops towards the parlor of the man he finds so very attractive. Of course, there is another man he loves. Well, two other men. Who cares, though, right? Desire knows no boundaries.

He opens the door and runs inside. It's early in the morning at around five. He runs into one of the rooms and sees someone in a coffin, sleeping. "Ooo, he sleeps in his cloak! I shouold remove it for him!" the man says. He brushes away a lock of hair. It's very dark, so of course he can't see very well. Then, he lets out a scream. "What?! Who is this girl?!"

McKenzie suddenly wakes up to the scream, seeing a man clothed in red freaking out. Suddenly, a candle is lit, and everything is illuminated into clarity. "What is going on here?!" McKenzie screams out.

====UNDERTAKER====

I wake up to the sound of a scream. It couldn't have been Mikki's scream. I run to her room and light a candle, only to see Grell throwing a fit and standing near Mikki. "What is going on here?!" Mikki screams.

"Grell, what the hell are you doing here?" I growl. Hey, I'm tired. I need my sleep, too, you know.

"My love, I found you!" Grell cries out, rather than answering my question, and runs over to embrace me. I do my best to pry him off of me, but it doesn't work.

"Wait... Grell? Is that really you? Oh my god!" Mikki jumps up and stands before Grell and myself.

"Ah, I have an admirer," Grell says when he finally released me and put his hands on his hips. "So sorry, honey, but you're not exactly my type."

"Ah, no... I admire someone else," Mikki says, a small blush creeping up on her cheeks. She looks away, making sure to avoid looking at me. I feel a smile on my lips, but that all goes away in favor of me glaring at the redhead when he opens his shark-toothed trap again.

"Well, you stay away from him! Just in case things don't work out with my dear Bassy. Speaking of which, I was supposed to visit him soon! Tata, darling!" he said, blowing me a (revolting) kiss before leaving finally.

Mikki looks at me. She doesn't at all look tired anymore, but I don't blame her. "Adrien.. I have a question," she says, sitting on one of the closed coffins. She looks up at me. "Didn't Ciel turn into a demon and he and Sebastian left? It's 1890, and they left in 1889. What are they doing back?"

"Hehehe, indeed they did leave. Lady Elizabeth was a wreck. Apparently word got to the lord and they returned. They never really gave reason for the whole death card and such. I don't understand how Lady Midford and everyone else, like the Phantomhive servants, just accepted that Ciel was suddenly alive again. Of course, I'm the only one, other than the other reapers, that know Ciel is a demon. How the rest get past his different eye color, I have no clue. The world is a strange place, and humans are forever surprising," I explain, shrugging afterwards.

We walk into the other room and I pull out the milk and something to eat. Mikki smiles widely and happily, then drinks her milk. She doesn't notice, but I watch her. Not creepily or anything. I just... Again, there is something about her that interests me. We make a little small talk, and before we know it, it's around seven in the morning. There is then a knock on the door.

I walk to the front room and open the door to see Lord Phantomhive and his butler. "Hello, my lord."

"I am here to see your guest, Undertaker. I assume she's still here, correct?" Ciel says. Just then, Mikki walks into the room, stopping next to me.

"Oh! Good morning, Ciel. Good morning to you, too, Sebastian," Mikki says cheerfully. She gives a small bow and straightens up again.

I realize she doesn't have her sash on, and the robe looks quite... odd.. without it. It bothers me. I excuse myself after allowing for the two to come in, and I walk to Mikki's room. I was well aware of the butler following me.

"You know she's in love with you, right?" he says, breaking the silence once we enter Mikki's room.

"Oh? Now, don't be silly. You are rather hilarious, but I haven't the need for you to give me a laugh yet! Hehehe," I say, reaching for the scarf.

"I'm not joking. She told me when the both of you were at the manor. She told me everything. She told me she just might be in love with you." My eyes widen slightly, though it's not like he can see it. I grab the scarf and the boots beside the coffin-bed (still searching for a name for it), and make my way out to the front parlor again, Sebastian following.

When we arrive, Mikki turns to me and I drape the scarf over her shoulder and tie it diagonally againster her hip. She then sits down and I start to pull up her robe in order to put her boots on. However, she stops me.

"Oh, please, it's fine. I can do it. I don't want you to feel like you have to treat me like the Queen," Mikki jokes, taking the boots from me and slipping them on her feet and buckling them up to her upper thigh. I notice Ciel, still the thirteen year old boy that he is, turn away with lightly flushed cheeks.