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Chapter Seventeen : His Thug; Still Healing
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"Pardon me," Sebastian had walked into the Parlor he seeing Undertaker sitting on his stone slab desk, without his traditional smile.
"You asked to see me Mister Undertaker?" Sebastian had asked him, his gaze questionable.
"Yes Master Butler, it's about Miss Glass, and concerning her, her emotional and mental distress upon arriving here, and what she told me was rather disturbing. I presume you won't let it happen again?" He had asked him with a stern tone.
Sebastian had rested a hand over his chest and bowed.
"Of course, it was, a accident on my part, I had, gotten too excited with her and, I did cause some distress towards her, and I am very concerned for her due to my actions. It shall not happen again," He had explained himself, knowing he was indeed in the wrong.
"Good, I'll be keeping her here with me for the next couple of days to, get her on the right track again, if you could deliver this letter to Lord Earl I would appreciate it, and for your sake, I haven't expressed what had happened between Miss Glass and you so, do best not to make the same mistake twice. I expect you back in three days so Miss Glass and you can resolve these differences, because you both serve the Phantomhive manor, one without the other is unspoken of." Undertaker stated, handing the envelope to Sebastian.
"Of course, it shall be done." Sebastian spoke and straightened his posture, eyeing the wax seal over the letters tongue.
"Where is she..? Red?" Sebastian asked him.
"Asleep, I'm fixing to head back upstairs before she wakes up again." He had told him, letting himself rise from his place and making his way upstairs.
"Could I see her, please, just for a quick moment?" Asked Sebastian.
Undertaker hesitated but then sighed.
"For a moment." Was all that was said.
Sebastian went upstairs and carefully neared the bed, then carefully set a red cherry blossom clothing pin inside her palm and then closing her fingers around it.
"Goodnight Red, I am again, very sorry.." He whispered and kissed the top of her hand before turning and leaving, Undertaker entering shortly after the Butler had left, smelling his demon scent on her head but, knew he'd have to get over it.
He then climbed back under the covers, and then gently brushed his hand against the back of her head as she snuggled into him, once again, hopelessly falling into a deeper slumber.
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She had tossed and turned, a nightmare causing her to stir in the middle of the night, she sitting up quickly but thankfully Undertaker was awake and there to grab her arms as she panted and was trying to distinguish fake from real.
"Easy, easy, I'm here, I'm here." Undertaker had said softly, he gently brushing her bangs from her eyes as she relaxed in his hold again.
However, she felt a small pinch in her palm and opened it, seeing a red cherry blossom pin.
"Where'd-?" She began.
"Master Butler wanted to apologize, and he came up to check on you, he was here while you were asleep." Undertaker spoke softly, not doing anything more till she asked or it was necessary.
She had eyed it softly but then sighed, gently setting it down on the nightstand beside her, but still looked at it wearily.
"I'm not ready to forgive him, not yet." She had muttered softly looking away from the pin and back to Undertaker, his hands holding her cheeks as she melted into his touch easily.
"Red? How would you feel if someone came into your life, and they loved you? What would you do?" Undertaker found himself asking her, he curious mostly but, deep down wanted to know the answer.
"If he loved me and, and I loved him I'd be the happiest person in the world, cuddling and kissing, snuggling and, and being happy together, I'd want that in a heart beat.." She had started strong with a smile, but then it fell as she seemed to fall into sadness.
"But who would truly love me..?" She had asked him softly, looking up and meeting his gaze.
"I serve a noble, and, and I-." She was interrupted by being pulled into a soft kiss, his tongue slipping inside and asserting its dominance quickly over her.
She at first was shocked but then quickly sunk into his touch and warmth, feeling no ill intentions behind it. He then pulled away, his bangs tickling her nose as he waited for her to speak or return a kiss, or even give a sign of her choice.
She had gently leaned forward and kissed him again, not quite with tongue yet but, he quickly picked up the slack and made her feel, well, loved and cared for.
Sebastian's were always to pin her, or to silence her, no romantic moment involved, but his... his were sweet and kind.
An after the long second sweet kiss, Undertaker had pulled away again, he gently stroking her cheeks softly as she panted, her eyes meeting his bangs, her smile growing as she had leaned into his hands again, and Undertaker's smile softened as one of his hands then racked his bangs away from his eyes, his beautiful eyes of green and yellow locked into hers and she stared in awe, her heartbeat rushing.
"Y-Your eyes are like, like-." He sh'd her softly and nodded.
"You must keep this a secret, from Milord and Master Butler, they cannot-."
"Your the Grim Reaper, your the one who brought me here... your the one who collected father and the gang, their, their graves were really in that graveyard weren't they...?" She had asked him softly, her heart racing from confusion now more than ever.
Undertaker gently let his bangs fall, but is eyes remained visible, he making sure she was meeting his gaze before he explained.
"Yes Red, I am that Grim Reaper, I've been watching your family for generation after generation, waiting for the right one to come and serve me in this time, to protect the Lord. An once I saw you, a beautiful and oddly looking creature, I knew you'd be the one, and your gang, those brave men who raised you, I did collect their souls, but did not let them cross over," His hand gently rested on her chest.
"I did some, shenanigans I believe is what you call it, and after your mission is done I can revert time back to before your gang and you were attacked-." She shook her head and looked down, shaking her head faster and faster and she ushered no out over and over.
"W-Why'd you, either way we'll still be attacked, and, and..." He shh'd her softly, she falling quiet once again.
"Or..., your life will continue on in your time without them, but their spirits, their souls," His hand then rested over her heart.
"Are here..." He had said to her, to which she didn't know how to feel about it.
"But... why, why did you go to such great lengths to make me... make me happy again?" She had then asked, she falling into his chest, and he wrapped his arms around her and cuddled her.
"In your time I watched you grow, become stronger, become a vibrant and beautiful woman, and I, I fell in love with you. As crazy as that sounds, and after what happened I knew I had to help, and be sure even after all this was over, even if we, we never did come together as, as loves, you'd be happy after everything was over and I..." He stopped, he closing his eyes as a sigh left his lips.
"I couldn't stand to see you hurt and heartbroken, or upset.." He had said holding her tighter, to which she had snuggled into his chest more and seemed to relax.
"I didn't mean to hide the truth from you, I just, wanted you to be ready. I'm sorry little Red.." He had apologized to her, kissing her head softly a few times, his hands rubbing her arms in a comforting movement.
"So, you know everything about me, my trauma, how I grew up?" She then asked him, her voice soft and delicate.
"Rule number 12, never lie to your own. Rule number 23, always show compassion, empathy and kindness to those who need help. Rule number 1, to be a Bloody Hand you must bear our mark, our tags and-." He stopped, waiting for her to reply.
"Our heart..." She had whimpered softly, knowing he was telling the truth, to everything.
He hugged her tighter, knowing this was again so much to take in at once, still, he'd be here for her, no matter what.
"You should try to go back to sleep Red, it's been a long night for you." He then suggested to her, he laying back again and keeping her where she was, she snuggling his chest again softly before her eyes started to open and close again.
And Undertaker couldn't help but just want to hold her closer, much like her father did for her, but alas she wasn't a small child anymore.
All that weight on his chest, gone, from the truth finally coming to light.
She wasn't a child anymore.
She wasn't.... a child anymore.
She isn't..... a child.
She at heart.... is still a child.
An deep down he knew this better than anyone.
She was sensitive, her heart and mind easily shatter able if you push them the right directions.
He could only imagine that Sebastian held her down and made her feel the same way she did the night her gang was attacked, damn demon. He'd make him suffer greatly for this, not in front of Red though, never...
However she'd have to return to the manor sooner than later, and hopefully he'd keep to his word, she had gone through to much to just be played around with emotionally, and mentally of course.
"Goodnight Undertaker..." Red muttered softly against his chest as she laid still, her voice seeming to sink into sleep once again.
"Goodnight little Red, sleep well.." Undertaker responded, letting her sink into blissful sleep.
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"What do you mean Red's staying at that loons home? Did something happen?" Ciel had asked, he being handed the letter.
"Apparently Undertaker knows whom brought her here, and she wants to know why," Sebastian paused as his master then opened the letter and read its contents.
"She had another PTSD attack, shortly after arriving, I hope she's alright." Ciel had muttered softly, hoping she really was.
"She was right about this case Sebastian from the beginning, Agni was just doing as necessary to get Mina back, but even still, we still have an obstacle to overcome, have you gotten close to getting a recipe down?" Asked Ciel, hoping he was getting close.
"I have just finished the last batch, Prince Soma said it was close but, I'm not quite sure what'll give it body," Sebastian pauses.
"I have another long night ahead of me." Sebastian spoke.
"Tell me, does Red know about you?" Ciel had then asked him, his one blue eye hard and stern.
"She, figured it out yes, I've been, testing her as you have ordered." Sebastian had spoke strongly in return.
"You went to far, didn't you? That's why she's at Undertaker's, I told you not to push her to far!" Ciel rose from his chair and hollered.
"My lord, I apologized to Undertaker and I'm returning there in three days to amend this, I've already made prep-."
"Bloody Idiot! What all have you done?" Ciel shouted.
Sebastian was silent, not sure how to answer.
"A few, kisses sir, not genuine ones, more so, testing and teasing ones, the test last night was to try and see what would happen given a certain circumstance, and, I triggered a memory I suppose, because a, alternative personality came out and confirmed her name was Carla, and Carla confirmed she had willingly brought Red and her body here. An there is a, a deal or contract between her and someone else, only Carla knows.." Sebastian had said, but as soon as he was finished Ciel slapped him harshly.
"You are never to cause harm to her ever again, understand, that is an order, these tests are done!" Ciel had shouted, his body shaking from anger.
"She has proved herself clearly these past few months, and no more harm shall come to her from anyone who is of the Phantomhive Manor."
Sebastian had bowed, his head hung low.
"Yes my Lord, of course."
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She had stirred awake again, this time the sunlight coming from the window, and gently warming her face.
She had let her eyes flutter open and she had sat up, gently brushing her bangs from her eyes and then letting out a soft yawn. She then noticed Undertaker was no where to be seen, that was until she had heard the familiar chuckle.
"Morning little Red," He had set two things down on the nightstand carefully before sitting on the mattress and holding her cheek and stroking it softly even pulling her into his chest which she didn't resist and just practically fell into him with a satisfied groan.
"Haha, morning." He said again.
"Morn-ing..." She had said softly in return, her eyes perking up once she smelt something all to familiar.
"Oh, haha, quite a nose you have hm? Well," He reaches over and then handed her a plate with her favorite breakfast growing up.
"Chocolate chip Half dollar sized pancakes, oh, Undertaker..." She said softly with a smile before he kissed her ear softly and then whispered in return.
"Adrian," He said.
"Hm?" She had then asked him.
"Adrian is my real name, not Undertaker little Red." He had told her softly with a smile, his eyes shining brightly.
"Adrian... it's so pretty." She had complicated him.
"Thank you, but you should eat, then we have some stuff to teach you." He said then handing her a beaker glass of milk.
She had smiled and then gently lifted her head, kissing his cheek softly but then gently going for his lips, which she had slowly and sweetly kissed.
He smiled softly as his hand held her cheek and began to kiss back, not with tongue this time but, it still was so sweet and magical.
"Thank you.." She muttered after he pulled away.
"No, thank you." He had replied to her softly. He brushing her bangs behind her ear softly before standing and putting his hat on.
"Once your done come downstairs and put your plates and such in the kitchen so I can clean them later, then come into the main room." He told her softly, to which she had nodded just before he had left.
Her eyes then looked across the room to her clothing and her weapons, and her hand went to her dog tags and gently smiled.
She then began to eat her food, dipping the pancakes into the milk as she had always done, and god did it feel amazing to be a kid again.
Once she was done she had done, mostly what she was told to, taking her plates down to the sink and then washing them, drying and once done putting them away, she barefoot and just wearing one of his modified cloaks. Made to be a hoodie and sweatpants, of course, oversized unless on her hips.
She then walked into the main room, seeing no customers yet, but did see the gray haired male skimming his book shelf.
She had walked over as he was pulling out a book, and then gently blew dust off the cover.
"This is a very old book on demons, it may help you defeat Sebastian." Undertaker told her, handing her the book with the olden pages.
She had nodded and then opened the book, seeing the written words, and her eyes skimmed and skimmed.
"You don't have to read it now, but it's good to have with you." He had explained to her softly, he then heading towards his stone slab desk.
"Und- Adrian? What makes you so sure I can, stop Sebastian?" She had asked him, her eyes meeting his. She gently closing the book.
"Well, you yourself are part monster, Carla, or how should I say, your snake half are genetically modified killers who are stronger, faster and more durable to damage like demons are, so I'm not wanting you to kill him no-." He stopped, as if waiting for her to put two and two together.
"You want Carla to kill him..." Red had said softly, her heart feeling a bit lighter.
"Yes, I would never ask something like that to you, you've endured enough pain to last you a life time." He had said as she sat in the stone slab to his left, however he had smiled and looked at her. Setting the book down beside her.
"Wanting my attention~?" He chuckled
"Hm? Oh no no no, I was just-." He stood, gently walking towards her in a soft and gentle manner, wrapped his arms around her, giving her a gentle squeeze.
She had smiled and relaxed she hugging his neck softly and wrapping her legs around his hips to hold him in place, she nuzzling his neck softly.
"Mmm. Why are you so warm?" She had asked him softly, her voice soft, gentle and alluring.
"Because I just am, why are you so cuddly and adorable? An sweet? An kind?" He softly kissing her neck, she blushing, realizing this position they were in just made it more, attractive.
"Adrian...?" She had muttered his name softly, her heart racing beat by beat.
"Hm? Yes little Red?" He had asked her, moving to the other side, giving the same treatment.
She wrapped her legs around him tighter a bit, feeling her insides twist in excitement, and Undertaker stopped, understanding what was going on now. Even the grip on his neck tightened.
"Little Red is getting excited isn't she? Don't tell me those times Master Butler teased you has made you think dirty thoughts now?" He had asked, hoping that wasn't the case, but deep down he knew it was, they had that skill, and if he left her out to dry she'd be more prone to getting excited easier.
"W-Well I..." Red had stated as Undertaker slowly pulled away from her, his eyes meeting her as he stared into her soul, they comforting and cold at the same time.
"N-No..." She looked away ashamed, to which Undertaker had gently shook his head and turned her head to face her.
"It's not your fault, I'm not mad." He had said, giving her a gentle kiss on the nose before returning to his work.
Leaving Red hot and bothered....
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