You stare at the undertaker in shock.

Did he just say he loved me?

You look at him in the eyes and your heart immediately melts. His eyes are full of love and warmth that you just want to wrap yourself in.

But if he gets caught up in this mess I'll lose the person I love...

You turn your head and mutter " I don't love you." The undertakers eyes widen.

"You don't mean that do you? Please tell me you don't mean that." He pleads.

"No, I do not like you I never have and I never will." You say harshly.

He deflates and walks out the room with a heavy heart. When he closes the door you burst into tears. It was the hardest thing you did in your life, but it had to be done. You didn't want the undertaker to get hurt or possibly killed.

You curl up into a ball and cry your heart out....

The next day...

You woke up and stumble into the bathroom. When you look at the mirror you don't even recognize the person looking back at you.

She had dark bags under her eyes, her eyes were blood shot, her hair was all matted and knotted and her face was tear streaked. You freshen up and get your normal attire on.

You walk into the kitchen and stop short when you saw the undertaker. He is reading a newspaper and then looks up at you when you walk in. His once happy joy filled eyes are now dull and lifeless when he looks at you.

He turns his head away and throws the newspaper down onto the table and stomps out of the kitchen. You hold the tears in as he glares at you before he left. You run out the door tears finally breaking the hold you had on them. You run and run until your legs can't carry you any further.

You huff to get air and you look around and you see you ran to the same alley the undertaker had found you. You finally calm down and look around you and spot a suspicious man eyeing you. You shrug it off as nothing as you start to walk home.

Halfway while walking home you notice the man has been following you. You veer left into a little gap between two buildings. You get ready and slide your knives up your sleeves.

The man stops and walks toward you pulling out a blade. You get into a fighting stance and the next time you look at him he was gone.

Where did he go?

You look around for him, confused. Suddenly your left arm is slashed. You flinch and turn around to your opponent but he wasn't there.

You leg was deeply cut and your right leg buckles. You wince in pain but still continue to defend yourself. You got slashed again in the left leg and your right arm and now you can no longer hold your knives or your body weight.

You hear a crunch and you turn your head and see your enemy. His face was masked and he wore a heavy trench coat. He pulls out a syringe and swiftly plunges it in your neck. You silently scream as he pushes the liquid into your bloodstream.

Your eyes start to not focus anymore and your head becomes cloudy. Your eyes get heavy and the next thing you know darkness consumes you...

A/N:
Hey guys!!!! Sooo how'd ya like it???? I know, I know...plz dont kill me yet! So the undertaker comfessed and you said no....

Well the reason to that is bc you don't want him to die and yo yr trying to protect him...but u dont know that he is a shinigami... ;)

Also, THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH!!!! Not only for the 600+ views but the 70+ votes and 5 comments!!! I can't even describe how much you guys are so supportive and...I love you guys so much!!! (U guys r gonna make me cry!!!~)

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